A Conversation Over Lunch
I had liked Dr. Harris from the first moment I met her. Through her sleepy eyes, and weathered face, emanated a kindness and warmth...
A Hairy Flaw
I had not seen Smita since her vacation to India. I remember her being very excited about her trip. She had not seen her...
Defining Sexuality
I was walking down one of the many suburban streets here in Toronto the other day and I wish I had my camera with...
Our Father Who Art in Heaven
I always consistently find that it is children who ask the most thought-provoking questions. During the prayer, "Our Father who art in Heaven", I...
Far From Home
I have lived away from home for about two years now to study away at university. For the most part, I have become accustomed...
The Book Of Life
In the book of life every page has two sides: we human beings fill the upper side with our plans, hopes and wishes, but...
Nisha’s Marriage
?Guess what?? my friend asked me excitedly over the phone. ?Nisha is getting married!? she said rapidly, not even waiting for my response to...
Celebrating Mangalorean.Com
?Sounds like a lot of work,? I said to Roshan on the phone as he finished explaining to me the time consuming details of...
A Eulogy For my Father
This article is in memory of my father, Joseph Pinto, born in Mangalore, India to the late Mr. Emmanuel Pinto and late Mrs. Piad...
Mixing A Marriage
I am always astounded whenever I hear Vijay?s opinions. They always seem to be out of the Dark ages. Certainly on many occasions after...
