Bob’s Banter by Robert Clements

The other day, a gentleman stared suspiciously at my spectacles. “Bob, are you wearing smart glasses?” “No,” I replied. “Thank

“Hey,” whispered the white bearded village chief to his bald deputy as they stood at the edge of their village,

Had dinner with a top corporate leader of a multinational company in New York last night, and during our conversation

I am in New York at the moment, and so is RSS chief Mohan Bhagwat. Mr Bhagwat stood before an

“The British are coming back! The British are coming back!” The frightened cry travels through villages, election meetings and television

Why should anybody be frightened of Christians? We are barely 2.3 percent of India’s population. We do not have the

As I travel all over the world, something that those abroad associate me as an Indian with, is with peace

Dolly Parton died yesterday at the age of eighty, and I imagine heaven had a small problem receiving her. “Name?”

“Bandra,” I told the auto driver. He looked at me suspiciously. “Bandra?” he repeated. “Yes, Bandra.” “East or West?” “West.”

“I wish you hadn’t gone out last evening,” said my wife. I looked at her with the innocent expression husbands