It was on one of these Zoom calls that this pretty friend asked, “What’s with the beard Bob?” “I’ve always had a beard!” I replied quickly. “True, but you’re suddenly…
A doctor friend dropped in one night, he appeared sad and beaten. A patient who had been operated upon in his hospital had gone into coma for no fault of…
My daughter was furious as she walked into the room. “What are you doing dad?” she exclaimed. “Wagging the dog’s tail!” I replied very matter of fact, as I physically…
While thinking of my late mother I remembered a conversation I’d had with her: ‘Bob d’you remember the times Dad carried you, when you walked with him on the hills?”…
And as the nation with a sense of shock finds a state governor deriding a chief minister, calling him ‘secular’ I foresee a situation like this arising: “Ma,” cries a…
It loomed outside, fearful, menacing, growing bigger everyday: The Covid Mountain! I tried to look beyond, but the forbidding shadow of fear blocked my gaze. It stood, grim, evil, darkly…
Got you, didn’t I? You thought I was calling you a Walt Disney bunny rabbit, didn’t you? One of those hopping four legged furry fellows who multiply as quickly as…
‘Can you imagine,’ said the local corporator, poking a fat finger into my ribs, ‘the people want a new bus terminus.’ ‘Yes,’ I said, ‘I’ve heard about that.’ ‘What do…
With loved ones testing positive, my head reels, and as I often do, search for some story from old columns of mine that can steady my worried mind. I find…
“Sing the solo Bob!” the choir conductor told me. “No,” I said. “But it’s your old church!” “That’s why I don’t want to sing a solo!” I whisper “I just…
It was while President Trump was recovering from his tryst with the virus and looking at the newspapers, that he saw in the corner of the Lincoln Room, in the…
The pen is mightier than the sword we say glibly, repeating an oft quoted line, but having no idea whether it’s true or not, or sometimes what it means! Swords!…
When my children were quite tiny, I made a trip to New York to visit my parents, and when returning decided I would fill my suitcases with gifts for them…
With half of America rooting for the virus, in Trump, and the other half cursing the virus for attacking Trump, the Virus I soon found was nearly having a nervous…
“Watch out!” I shouted as my driver swerved to avoid the cyclist then jumped out of the car and ran to pick up the fallen man. That’s when I saw…
“A thundershower in October?” I whispered, as I heard thunder, saw lightning, and the sound of heavy rains. I picked up the morning papers and found that the papers had…
Last week an incident with my neighbours nearly broke my trust in people, but then I reminded myself how many years ago while directing a play, I saw a bedraggled…
The newspaper boy, clutching his newspapers like diamonds in his hand, shouted, “Vaccine found! Vaccine available!” And people hearing him at the railway station and street outside, rushed to get…
Author : 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.