“Most men lead lives of quiet desperation and go to the grave with the song still in them.” – Henry David Thoreau, Civil Disobedience and Other Essays We worry. Because the average Joe is...
I’ve sat through too many funerals this year. I remember the white sheets, the flowers, the smell of groundnuts. Some of the deceased lived full lives. More than half were young. Invariably, a...
I used to think that the two years of National Service wouldn’t shake me. I would go in, take everything in my stride, and make a lot of new friends along the way. Then my time in green would end...