Long ago when Alexander the great came to India, he found the people fearless and friendly. He befriended many of them. When he prepared to leave to his homeland he wanted to take a sage from India along with him.
Non-fiction short stories
The Brooklyn suspension Bridge that connects New York and Long Island is a spectacular structure. Along with the Empire State Building and the Chrysler Building, the Brooklyn Bridgehas proven itself as one of New York’s most recognizable and photogenic landmarks.
A United States Marine was attending some college courses after doing his bit in Iraq and Afghanistan and getting out. One of the courses had a professor who was an avowed atheist, and a member of the ACLU.
Near Tokyo lived a great Samurai, now old, who decided to teach Zen Buddhism to young people. One afternoon, a warrior – known for his complete lack of scruples – arrived there.
This is about Mr. Zavere Poonawala who is a well-known industrialist in Pune. He had this driver named Ganga Datt with him for the last 30 years on his limousine.
Seated there on the snow, the old destitute was shivering. A middle-aged woman walked up to him and said: “Good morning!” The man looked up at the woman. Her coat was new, a woman accustomed to the finer things in life.
A saint was taking bath in a river. His eyes fell on a scorpion. It was struggling for its life in the flowing water. He picked up the creature in his hands to save it from drowning.
I am from the village of Parra in Goa, hence we are called Parrikars. My village is famous for its watermelons. When I was a child, the farmers would organize a watermelon-eating contest at the end of the harvest season in May.