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...
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 Career Clown
I have not been in Toronto for a while now and now that I am back for a few weeks, there have been many...
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 Hindi Connection
It was a slow Sunday afternoon in the Emergency department. As part of my training as a resident physician in psychiatry I have to...
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...
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...
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...
A Father’s Love
It is a hot day and the sun is burning a hole in the ground. He wipes his forehead and the sweat runs down...
