It’s coming across some happy people making great music and brightening a dull, snowy day for everyone. These street musicians added a rush of joy to the air about them.
It’s was my third day of travelling in India and these two young beings right there lifted my day. This girl came by our car while begging on the street at a traffic signal. She might not have enough to feed herself but she had abundant love to give to this little puppy. So… Read More Wealthy in Love: India
A man of a certain religion did things to a woman, she didn’t ask for. He did to her what they politely call harassment. For the respect of their community, for the pride of their family and for the dignity of that woman, her brothers vowed to avenge her. And so they did; by ending… Read More My home is on fire. Come, let’s watch it burn.
The Craigslist postings scrolled up and I unblinkingly scanned through all the impossible jobs. A babysitting job in Stuttgart caught my eye. These people in the ad sound really nice. Wish I could somehow make this daily-travel work. Ma-y-y-y-be next semester. ~*~*~*~*~ A friend’s friend, who was leaving town, came over. He had had a… Read More That’s All He Said
That is the question. I have been thinking upon those lines since last Friday. Following is a conversation I had with the 7 year old kid I babysit, Thomas: Him: How old are you? Me: I am 21. Him: So, are you married? Me: No, I am not married. Him: When will you get married?… Read More How young is old enough?
It begins with me pushing that familiar door open to be hit by the most addictive perfume in the world. We have all known and grown to adore these special places in the world, that I can only wish I could call home. It is where the ambience is pristinely caffeinated. Starbucks. Sometimes I wish… Read More Dear Coffee, we have a problem.
A single finger nail scratched at the clear tape’s edge. A corner of the tape turned up and I tentatively pulled it off as the glue gave way. And clinging to these bits of tape were tiny paper stars. The exhilaration on the day I moved into my college dorm was no less than when… Read More Cleaning Out, One Last Time