by Mohamed Ismail Bukharia | Jan 22, 2008 | Stories
THE ANTS were spending a fine winter's day drying grain collected in the summertime. A Grasshopper, perishing with famine, passed by and earnestly begged for a little food. The Ants inquired of him, "why did you not treasure up food during the summer?' He...
by Mohamed Ismail Bukharia | Jan 22, 2008 | Wise Words
In deep distress that blunder head runs from door to door, searching and inquiring, “who and where is he that hath stolen my steed?” They say, “What is this thou ridest on, O master?” He says, “True, ’tis a steed; but where is...
by Mohamed Ismail Bukharia | Jan 22, 2008 | Smile
Mrs. Peterson phoned the repairman because her dishwasher quit working. He couldn’t accommodate her with an “after-hours” appointment and since she had to go to work, she told him, “I’ll leave the key under the mat. Fix the dish washer,...
by Mohamed Ismail Bukharia | Jan 21, 2008 | Poetry
By Clifford PillayI hear the voices shouting againI feel the body move againI gasp for airI seek blood againI search for comfortI reach for warmthI yearn for nutritionStop the voices from shoutingStop these sudden movementsStop restricting the air supplyStop the blood...
by Mohamed Ismail Bukharia | Jan 21, 2008 | Smile
I was out walking with my 4 year old daughter. She picked up something off the ground and started to put it in her mouth. I took the item away from her and I asked her not to do that. “Why?” my daughter asked. “Because it’s been on the ground...
