The above image is copyright to http://www.pic2fly.com I’d heard of Rajan. He’d been a transport driver for many years after leaving college as a graduate and it was a surprise to everyone when he returned to campus and offered his services as a driver in the transportation department. He was a great favorite among students. If he was not into a game of volley ball … Continue reading The Spy
I clearly remember two of my auditing experiences in Trivandrum, that capital city of the beautiful state of Kerala, India. If you’re turned on by thoughts of waving palm trees, sparkling white beaches and a tranquil ocean dotted with small fishing canoes far out to the horizon, then Trivandrum beaches are the place for you. Once you’ve been there you’ll be tempted to stay. However … Continue reading Trauma in Trivandrum
Copyright for this image above to http://www.ohs.org/the-oregon-history-project/biographies/Bhagwan-Shree-Rajneesh.cfm The name he’d chosen meant “Great Soul.” He’d evolved from an obscure college professor in a remote part of India to become a high visibility media celebrity for a few years. To a large extent his success had been due to the skills of a clever individual schooled in marketing techniques with a keen knowledge of human … Continue reading The Mahatma
I’d been assigned to visit educational institutions receiving grants for development purposes, and report to donors all was well with their funded projects, before a continuation of grants could be approved. I was familiar with my next location. My first visit had been on similar assignments ten years previous. In earlier days primary mode of travel through the country was by river ferry or deshi … Continue reading Squandered Resources
The above image credit. http://www.viator.com/photos/Ayers-Rock-tours/Uluru-and-Kata-Tjuta-Tour-by-Helicopter-from-Ayers-Rock/991079 When I’m driving in the centre of this continent of mine In the hot and dusty landscape little known, Where the weather is predictable it’s almost always fine And gigantic marbles scattered round are thrown, Where *Uluru stands proudly on a stark and naked plain And original Australians keep it guard. Where stories of the *Dreamtime are repeated once … Continue reading The *Outback
Above image copyright to bollywood-photos.com “Let him speak now, or forever hold his peace!” The minister’s voice intoned familiar words as he prepared to bring the wedding service to a grand finale. The groom and his men stood ramrod straight, and the bride stared at the floor in customary fashion. The Bible boy looked imploringly at his parents watching him from the audience. He was … Continue reading The Wedding Fiasco
The above image is copyright to http://s192.photobucket.com/profile/giant_ant I remember on a summer’s day when I was but a lad How the days would start with singing showing all creation glad, When the heat of summer mornings would draw moisture from the ground And resulting evening showers sent it back with happy sound. And it surely is a pleasure to remember it again In our early … Continue reading The Rain
For forty years the Fruit Walla had pushed his four wheeled cart laden with fruit and vegetables onto our residential estate in Pune, India. He cut a fine figure in his spotless white dhoti and kamise. During our period of residence we watched his son grow from child to manhood as he accompanied his father on daily rounds. The old gentleman had established a kind … Continue reading The Fruit Walla
Some time ago I took a trip to California State, The tourist guide had urged us there to look. A tree now petrified for years the guide book did relate; Five hundred years according to the book Columbus first had viewed this land in fourteen ninety-two, The tree was but a seedling at the time, And so the tree inched taller as the years by … Continue reading Fallen Giant
“If I had a cent for every time I’ve been taken for a ride I’d be a millionaire,” Those were my exact words as I shut the door and peered out the window at a dismal figure retreating down my front driveway. As if to reinforce my decision several dogs broke into a chorus of barking as the woman reached the gate. I recollected some … Continue reading Trust
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