The above image copyrighted to Microsoft Corporation An angry voice, a muffled scream The sound of sobbing heard, The boys awoke, was this a dream? But that would be absurd! For this had been a happy place No threat to any one And violence thought a great disgrace, Eyes gazed at eldest son He slowly climbed out of his bed His body shook with fright, … Continue reading Becoming a Man
This image is copyrighted to sketching-draw.com Usually my stories identify place and time, but this one will have to be different. I’ve learned reliving of events, even if true, occasionally hit a raw nerve and people choose to take offence rather than enjoy the humor of the situation. We were on overseas appointment. It was just after the birth of our first child Helen-Maree. Georgine … Continue reading Block B
The above image is copyrighted to http://www.old-picture.com The builder sat upon the hill admiring his work In spite of many difficulties he’d never tried to shirk For many years he’d dreamed of this and now with job complete He reveled in his mansion as he stood upon his feet He’d built for many people so that now with fame preserved He thought of building for … Continue reading The Builder
The above image copyrighted to http://www.glogster.com The phone rang, and an anxious voice enquired if I was free for a quick appointment. I was! Our chief accountant was in the office soon after to break the bad news. It appeared our daily banking deposit had just been robbed, and it was necessary for me to talk with Ashok the Cashier who, it appeared, had been … Continue reading STOLEN BANK DEPOSIT
The above image copyrighted to ABC.net.au An oriental dignitary was visiting the west The press was there to meet him in his room Their conversation started asking what he liked the best The fancy malls or economic boom The dignitary glanced around and noted each proud face Stepped over to the window and looked out An alley full of garbage bins, food litter every place … Continue reading Perceptions
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
