Bob’s Banter by Robert Clements

Ask someone today what Christmas cheer is and chances are they will point you to a bar menu, a shopping […]

There was a time when power announced itself softly. A calm voice. A measured reply. A smile that said, I

Tonight, I walk into a theatre not as a spectator but as a curious onlooker of my own creation. I

It is easy to say, ‘surrender to God’. It sounds noble. It sounds spiritual. It sounds like something saints do

This year at the Christmas fairs, was it my imagination that made me notice something unusual? Instead of drifting lazily

No invite for Rahul at the Putin Banquet last week. The news channels buzzed like bees around a honey pot,

There was a time when peace meant something beautiful. It meant neighbours chatting at the gate. It meant children playing

Chaos reigns in the skies. Delayed flights, stranded passengers, cancelled schedules, and angry crowds waving boarding passes like protest flags.

How quickly we grow up and imagine we have stopped behaving like children. But all it takes is a little

The headlines screamed that the dollar had breached the ninety-rupee mark! Just a year ago it was around eighty-four rupees