By Abby Fortune I am not a mother. I have never carried a baby in my belly, nor have I brought life into this world. Aside from having pets that I do consider my babies, the closest I’ve ever been…
By: Nadia Benjelloun A Justifiable Fear, or a Melodrama? There is no doubt that there ever was as violent of an outbreak as covid-19. Or is that just what we are made to believe? It seems we have all gone…
By: A Ramachandran In 1941, Isaac Asimov, widely regarded as one of the top two science fiction writers of his time, wrote a short story titled ‘Nightfall.’ The story itself was inspired by a poem written by Ralph Waldo…
By William T. Hathaway Slumbering deep within you lies a serpent named Bhujagendra coiled 3 1/2 times around the sacral bone at the base of your spine in Muladhara chakra, your inner powerhouse. Awakening this serpent activates your kundalini, giving…
By Onkar Sharma Santiago, a shepherd and the protagonist of Paulo Coelho’s ‘The Alchemist’, goes after a treasure but finds many as far as I understood the tale. I suddenly drew out the book from my library after many years…
By: Miss Sasheera Mehrani Gounden Nearly four centuries ago, a Muslim traveller named Baba Budan brought back seven coffee seeds from Yemen to India. He planted these seeds near a mountain, commonly known today as “The Cradle of Indian Coffee.”…
By: Ken W. Simpson To understand why so much money was wasted – and so much time spent investigating nothing – we have to go back to the Obama administration – when both Obama and Hillary Clinton were using private…
By: Miss Sasheera Mehrani Gounden Abstract This paper attempts to analyse the effects of rising sea levels, human interference, microbes found on beach sand, genetic mutations and Hurricane Irma and Harvey on the mortality rate of sea turtles as well…
By: Glenn John Arnowitz I traded in my wife’s “cancer card” for a DW card, or “dead wife” card. Let me explain. In 2014, I shared Susan Guber’s irreverent piece in The New York Times, “Living with Cancer: Playing the…
By: Glenn John Arnowitz As I slowly faded away on the couch with the T.V. blurring to white noise and Aurora’s, our 13-year-old Maltese, furry back arched against my leg, Sue whispered softly into my ear, “Why don’t you…