Garbage Hacker..!

The scream came from the bedroom, “Lizard?” I asked casually from the sitting room and found no reply, “Cockroach?” I shouted again, and again hearing no answer rushed to where the wife was, “What’s wrong?” I asked. “Look at this!” she screamed shoving the newspaper into my face, “look what…

Make Me A Match.!

Matchmaker, Matchmaker, Make me a match Find me a find, Catch me a catch Matchmaker, Matchmaker Look through your books and make me a perfect match. And as the strains of Fiddler On The Roof’s, Matchmaker chorus fades away, I wondered how the local matchmaker was faring what with so…

A Nobel Prize for Fiction..!

Just two weeks before the budget, a silver haired lady looked up from her writing as her economist husband approached her somewhere in the capital, “What are you writing this time?” he asked. “Giving the finishing touches to my new work!” she said. “Fiction?” he asked as she nodded, “Your…

Are You a Root or Leaf?

“A man’s rootage is more important than his leafage.” President Woodrow Wilson. What people see are your leaves, the outside, your looks, your personality, your social skills, but what they can’t see are your roots; values and principles that ground you. A happy and fulfilled life grows from a good…

A Wolves Fairy Tale…!

As I watch a bishop being set Scot-free by a court which found too little evidence given by the prosecution to convict him, I would like to repeat an old fairy tale, giving it a modern twist, in a twisted world: There once lived a little girl called Red Riding…

Reach Out and Touch..!

Up there in heaven, Mother Teresa, or St Teresa as she is now, must be looking down with sadness at the dying, the destitute, the poor and sick all over the world. She must be wishing she could still reach down and touch broken people and make them whole again….

Life Jam..!

Thought I’d spend the evening at the club last night and as we drove towards dusk, I noticed there was a traffic jam on the other side of the highway. We drove along freely watching the jam stretching for miles on end, when suddenly my daughter remarked, “Dad, do you…