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...
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 3 C’s
?If my husband treated me as if it was Valentine?s Day every day I would be a much happier person,? pronounced Mrs. Beck after...
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...
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 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...
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. ...
A Balancing Act
I was led into a large boardroom and asked to sit anywhere I wanted. I thought it would be best if I sat across...
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...
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...
