Category Archives: Whimsey

No. 72: CHEF R.K.’S GOURMET SURPRISE

by Raji Singh I am James Thaddeus Fiction, the Fifth – a true Fiction.  Typhoon tears me from my parents.  I alone survive.  I become an orphaned foundling, taken in by new loving parents, Dr. Ben and Indira Singh.  Now, … Continue reading

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No. 71: USE YOUR IMAGINATION TO FIND YOUR PASSION

by Raji Singh I am James Thaddeus Fiction, the Fifth – a true Fiction.  Typhoon tears me from my parents.  I alone survive.  I become an orphaned foundling, taken in by new loving parents, Dr. Ben and Indira Singh.  Now, … Continue reading

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No. 70: IMAGINE…DREAMING AS A KING, INSPIRING AS A GANDHI, UNITING AS A MANDELA (or simply – using laughter to lighten another’s load)

by Raji Singh      I am James Thaddeus Fiction, the Fifth – a true Fiction.  Typhoon tears me from my parents.  I alone survive.  I become an orphan foundling, taken in by new loving parents Dr. Ben and Indira Singh.  … Continue reading

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NO. 69 A FOUNDLING’S LIFE: FROM TRAGEDY TO LARK TO TRIUMPH

By Raji Singh I am James Thaddeus ‘Blackjack’ Fiction – a true Fiction.  Typhoon  tears me from my parents.  I alone survive.  I become an orphaned foundling, taken in by new loving parents, Dr. Ben and Indira Singh.  Now, I … Continue reading

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No. 68: BOOKS

By Raji Singh Last week: It’s 1826, Cincinatti.  4-year-old orphaned foundling Carper is taken in by a sea-crusted ancient mariner. In only a few minutes Mariner and Carper are at Mariner’s isolated ‘STATEROOM.’ A barnacle on the backside of an … Continue reading

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No. 67 Like the New Year, Life is Full of Beginnings

By Raji Singh THE CARPER’S TALE   (From Tales of the Fiction House) 1826  Daylight for just 15 minutes and already summer’s heat has dried dew from the Cincinnati pier.  A stoop-shouldered ancient mariner in an age-cracked slicker gamily trudges the … Continue reading

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No. 66: YOU WILL SHOOT YOUR EYE OUT, RAJI – A LINDIAN CHRISTMAS STORY

by Raji Singh Just like the bespectacled Ralphie in the movie A Christmas Story, as an eight year old I yearned for a Red Rider BB gun.  Growing up in Cincinnati’s Lindian community – not big meat eaters or hunters … Continue reading

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A PARROT’S LIFE (A Tale of Two Birds – continued)

by Raji Singh My wife Tenille asks quietly from the next room, “Has Captain Polly arrived?” “Yes.” I answer. “Good, the children will want to play with her after dinner.” I know Tenille’s smiling.  Captain Polly’s been close in her, … Continue reading

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A TALE OF TWO BIRDS

by Raji Singh LAST TIME – Golden Boy as Willamina, escorted by ardent admirer Jake, a beau in hoping and pro-slaver, infiltrates the pro-slavery picnic.  He is attempting to ascertain their plans to take over the government of ‘Bleeding Kansas’ … Continue reading

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LEATHER, WHIPS, AND GUN-RUNNING ON THE RANGE – WHERE THE ARMS ARE BOUND

by Raji Singh As I archive the mid 19th and early 20th century Fiction House Publishing, I am finding bits and pieces of rough drafts and published works.  Some of the roughs were gnarred-on by carrier pigeons that delivered them … Continue reading

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