It could have either been a careless mason, or that the area under the tile was crumbling and had to be broken. And so, broken it was. Not just the area beneath the tile, but the tile also. The mason did his job, plastered the area underneath that needed reinforcing and then asked me if I had a similar spare tile to replace the one he'd broken.

“No!” I said, after searching my loft and terrace, “Looks like I didn’t keep any when I fixed the kitchen ten years ago!”

The doorbell rang and the watchman at the door gave me a smart salute and handed me a piece of paper to sign, ‘There is a managing committee meeting in the society office sir,’ he said. ‘Secretary sahib wants you to come down immediately.’ I swore to myself as I signed the sheet and handed it back to him. The secretary sahib always had emergency meetings. I wore my chappals and went down to the office and found the other members already there.

The 2nd annual World Happiness Photo Contest 2022 received participation from around the world and showed moments of people from different walks of life. The winning hundred photographs are shared in the book with the hope some of the photos might bring some smiles and happiness to people’s life. Among the winning photos, the maximum number of photos are of relationships of family and friendship, followed by nature, animals, pets, ideas of freedom, sports and COVID-19. This was also observed in the overall photos received for the competition. The dominance of relationships in happiness photos goes well with the longest study on happiness which highlighted relationships as the main source of happiness.

A month or two ago I visited the little home in which I grew up. It was locked, but I found a window open and delicately placing my phone inside, took a picture of a shelf.

The shelf was where a little glass bowl used to lie. 

Some of the saddest incidents that took place in the US, were blacks being lynched!

Artist sketches of the macabre event showed terror on their faces and diametrically opposite expressions on the faces of those who’d decided to string him up.

The poor man knew there was nothing he could do even if he was innocent since a posse of a white majority had decided he was guilty.