Echoes from a Garden Bench..!
Yesterday, I attended a memorial meeting of a man who spoke softly but left deep impressions—Mr. Noronha. Ninety-five years old. The gathering was held in the garden where he once walked each morning, nodding at the trees, stopping to pat a stray, and sometimes humming under his breath. The weather…
Helicopter Ride..!
Have you watched helicopters gliding effortlessly through the sky, their blades slicing through the air like a chef’s knife through butter. They hover, they soar, they dip gracefully—poetry in motion! From my comfortable perch on my terrace garden, I used to sigh with envy, thinking, “What a marvelous experience it…
Say It When They’re Alive..!
It was old Mr. Vikram’s birthday and he was missing. Ria, his daughter searched their modest apartment, and even glanced down at the compound where the housing society members often gathered. But he was nowhere to be found. Then she remembered. Of course. The cemetery down the road. She walked…
Avoiding Another Joggers Park Incident..!
I’m sure you felt a sense of sadness after reading the story that I penned yesterday. Many wrote to me expressing their disappointment that our world had reached such a state. So I decided that it would be helpful for all of us if we delved deeper into yesterday’s joggers…
Charles And The Leopard..!
Once upon a time many years ago, there lived a jovial young man called Charles along with his pretty wife and three children. It was Charles’ job to look after the children in an orphanage, and he looked after the children as if they were his own. In the compound…
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.