“You can go through life and make new friends every year –every month practically –but there is never any substitute for those friendships of childhood.” -Mma Ramotswe (in Alexander McCall … Continue reading →
Sergeant Vitharana, who was usually the epitome of calm, was seated outside my office when I arrived that morning, a look of consternation on his swarthy features. He sprang to … Continue reading →
A “short short” story by Sanjiva Wijesinha Many years ago, as a young medical officer in the Army, I had the singular experience of working with a sergeant by the … Continue reading →
Looking back on my primary school days, I often remember my old friend Anton Achilles. Now Anton and I were not particularly close friends – we did not share the … Continue reading →
July 18, 2020
A vignette from the past – and the lesson my friend Tiny Reid taught me. I first met ‘Tiny’ Reid on the day we both started primary school at St … Continue reading →
A “short short” story by Sanjiva Wijesinha “Your flight is now ready for boarding. Please make your way to the departure lounge”: Announcement often heard at airports I dropped in … Continue reading →
July 5, 2020
“And one man in his time plays many parts“: Shakespeare: As You Like It (Act II scene vii). I first met Sergeant Nimal at the time I started working at … Continue reading →
A short story by Sanjiva Wijesinha I remember the first time I saw my father cry. I would have been about ten at the time, and had been playing that … Continue reading →
June 21, 2020
A short story by Sanjiva Wijesinha It was the little girl who first attracted my attention. “No, Tiny,” she was addressing the large doll in her hand, “you mustn’t climb … Continue reading →
June 13, 2020
A Short Story by Sanjiva Wijesinha “Never let the truth stand in the way of a good story” Tarzie Vittachi (1921-1993). The story went that when Pope Francis I arrived … Continue reading →
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