“A kind salesman has offered to visit our house,” said the wife to me. “What kind of kind salesman?” I asked. “He’s going to tell us what we need to…
Bang! Bang! Bang! And sadly, another twenty-one bangs from the shooter’s deadly gun, saw children sprawled all over the classroom, dead! What kind of a stupid country is this, that…
The other day an employee of mine showed me his phone worth a huge amount. “But that’s a costly phone!” I said. “With my credit card sir!” he said. And…
The other day I decided to do something a bit wicked, not too naughty to make you stop reading farther, but just a wee bit wicked. I’d often found people…
“We need a new pop up toaster?” I told my wife. “What’s wrong with the old one?” “Too much pop in its up!” I said and screamed as there was…
They were holding hands at the next table. I have nothing against holding hands, I’ve held my own fair share and more during the springtime of my youth, but these…
‘Oh Mary! Mother of Jesus!’ I said as I stood in front of her, And suddenly in the painting, I felt the Mother stir. ‘What is it, dear child?’ she…
Am I a better salesman than a content giver? This is a question I wrestle with, even as I try to check myself every now and then to see whether…
‘Laughter can conceal a heavy heart; when the laughter ends, the grief remains.” Proverbs 14:13. This actually happened after a session with a group of company executives, where I’d spent…
As a writer and journalist, I often had to visit men and women in different leadership positions at their offices. As soon as I was ushered into their offices, the…
It seemed like a dance of death as the peepul leaf floated down to me, “You poor leaf,” I cried, “Let me get some glue, you know the quick fix…
“Where did you find it?” he asked sharply. “In your mother’s room while we were cleaning up!” his maid said, looking scared as she watched him staring at the suitcase,…
…When I lose my temper, I lose my reason too; I’m never proud of anything, which angrily I do.. The child looked at his father, who red with rage yelled…
‘High Court: Can’t endear teen as dad’s illness was ‘self-imposed’ … Times of India, 14th May. “Daddy!” I imagine the sixteen year-old weeping and whispering, “you may be an alcoholic…
Quite often when I see leaders, both political and corporate, moving around haughtily, looking at the common man with disdain, I think of the thousand rupee note: The thousand-rupee note…
Many years ago, a friend of mine who was planning to get married sat with me one evening and discussed the kind of wife he would like to have. “She…
Somewhere in the US, arms manufacturers seemed to be throwing a party. There was the firing of cannon, rifle and pistol shots coming from their estates. The local police were…
Empty bellied Indians, poor and impoverished looked up at the platform, where a pre-election meeting was going to be held. They clutched their caved in stomachs and waited with anticipated…
Author : Robert Clements
Bob’s Banter by Robert Clements
Robert Clements is a newspaper columnist and writes a daily column, which has graced the pages of over 60 newspapers and magazines, from a daily column in the Khaleej Times, Dubai, the Morning Star, London, and in nearly every state in India, from The Statesman in Kolkata, to the Kashmir Times in Kashmir to the Trinity Mirror in Chennai.