Who Stole my Childhood?

  Running carefree with naked feet, Reaching for mangoes up in the trees, Endless summer days of fun, Spent in the lap of the sun.   Hours spent in glee with friends both imaginary and real, Board games, hopscotch, badminton and dolls, Trips to the beach on moonlit nights, And ice cream treats to beat the heat. … Continue reading Who Stole my Childhood?

A Ray of Hope for Racial Tensions

Ferguson. The very word conjures up images of racial discrimination, violence and segregation. Images of black and white. Cops and innocents. Right and wrong. How about Los Angeles some 1800 miles to the west of Ferguson? Same story. Different names but the same drama unfolded in LA. Incidents between police officers and the public have blown … Continue reading A Ray of Hope for Racial Tensions