Daddy’s Girl
There were only three lines written in the e-mail from one of my best friends. ?Call Lina. Her father had a heart attack. He...
Dad’s Day
I was recently reading an article about the difference between a father and a dad. According to the article, anyone can be a father...
Laura’s Future
I received an e-mail from Laura the other day. She said she was coming down to Kingston for a leadership high-school seminar, and she...
Failing in Love: Possibility or Implausibility?
?I don?t agree with the last line,? my friend shot back.
I looked over the last line. I could not understand why he would disagree. ...
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...
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 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...
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...
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...
Minding Samuel
The end of the year is always a busy week. It is holiday time. Our working ethos slows down and certainly the ebb and...
