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ART AS THERAPY
Everyone should be an artist. We should all create something at some point in our lives. Be it writing fiction or poetry, drawing, painting, singing or playing an instrument. We should all create. It’s therapeutic! I will not bother my gentle readers with detailed scientific studies proving the medicinal efficacy of art. Instead, I will…
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WHEN HE SCORED
Tino already knew the scoreline. Team “T” always wins. Tesla, Toyota, Tino, Tasha, Together. Alliteration always wins. It was only two weeks till the finals. Something had to give. On the third revision session, Tasha pitched up. She’d hit a stumbling block in her reading. Social Psychology has always been tricky, even for its pioneers.…
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HOW THEY MET
Where else can a nerd meet a fellow geek? Tasha was preparing for her final undergraduate Psychology exams. Tino was the designated teaching assistant and tutor. Both will be the first to testify that “Love at first sight” is a lie conjured up by impatient loins. Granted, the embers of affection sprung up with the…
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A VERY SHORT STORY
Tino has brilliant insight. He knows just how crazy he is. Everyone is mad. Insanity is as ubiquitous as fingerprints. Anyone who ignores this simple fact is nothing but a perennial glove-wearer. A hypocrite! Tino is no longer one of them. He has superb insight. Tino is free. He can break all the rules and…
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P-S P.S.
I harbour a deep disdain for breaking promises. About half a revolution ago, I pledged to pen a piece. I wish to extend my apologies to all five of you gentle readers. I seem to be suffering from a severe case of self-censorship. That annoying bug subdues my faculties every few months or so. Once…
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A SOLILOQUY: IDEAS AND LEGACY
Once in a while, it is therapeutic to let things out, even into the mirror. In this disarticulated piece, I will talk to myself…in public. Please pay no attention to me, ladies and gentlemen. As you were. A fetish for ideas Is that not how everything starts? As an idea? The very Genesis of existence.…
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LETTERS AND CHOICES
My dearest gentle readers, my sincerest apologies for placing a comma in my writing. It has been a while and a half. Some doses had expired, other dices transpired, and my Diety replied. Twitter did indeed morph into “X”. My compatriots placed an “X” next to their preferred choices. The bird graduated from a cage…
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GOING UNDERCOVER
Ladies and gentlemen, if I may. In this short piece, I will attempt to conclusively answer the oft-asked question, “Do doctors ever get sick?”. The simple answer is NO. Doctors do not get sick. They merely go undercover once in a while. Intermittent delving into the realm of infirmity is an imperative professional undertaking. It…
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FREE DISEASES
“Doc, I’m not sick. All I need are some days off work. I’m tired.” I am willing to wager my left almond that every medical doctor who has spent any reasonable amount of time in a private consultation setup has heard the statement above, if not verbatim. Dear colleagues, please note that I have deliberately…
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PEACE OF MIND
There are a few guarantees in life. One is that you will encounter obstacles as you navigate this leaden labyrinth called life. Another is that you are going to die. That said, I am of reasonable certainty that the loftiest goal for any human being is to attain a state of “peace of mind” given…
Doses and Dices
Writing for the sake of Writing.
Doses and Dices 