Tag Archives: imagination

No. 91: THE TALE OF THE CREATURE WHO SAVED ME

Posted on May 28, 2014 by Raji Singh

By Raji Singh I am James Thaddeus Fiction, the Fifth – a true Fiction. Typhoon tears me from my mother and father on board a sinking ferry near the Lindian coast. I alone survive. I become an orphan foundling, taken … Continue reading →

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No. 90: PET TO HUMAN DEDICATION – WHY WE HAVE NATIONAL PET MONTH

Posted on May 27, 2014 by Raji Singh

By Raji Singh I am James Thaddeus Fiction, the Fifth – a true Fiction. Typhoon tears me from my mother and father on board a sinking ferry near the Lindian coast. I alone survive. I become an orphan foundling, taken … Continue reading →

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No. 86: MOTHER’S DAY MAGIC

Posted on May 10, 2014 by Raji Singh

by Raji Singh I am James Thaddeus Fiction, the Fifth – a true Fiction. Typhoon tears me from my mother and father on board a sinking ferry near the Lindian coast. A thousand minus one perish. I alone survive. I … Continue reading →

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No. 83: THE TALE OF AN EASTER LILY AND A DESERT RESURRECTION IN POETRY AND PROSE

Posted on April 19, 2014 by Raji Singh

By Raji Singh April is National Poetry Month. For humans it is a time for Easter, Passover, and various human (‘two-leg’) celebrations. Plant, bird, butterfly, and creature (the ‘four-legs’) celebrate, too. They call it Transformation: The Time of the Great … Continue reading →

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No. 79: THE BUTTERFLIES, A POEM

Posted on March 22, 2014 by Raji Singh

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. 74: VALENTINE, COME WITH ME TO THE KISSING TREE

Posted on February 14, 2014 by Raji Singh

by Raji Singh Who would ever think? A broken furnace boiler leading to my first real kiss. Oh, there’d been plenty on the cheek – by mother, all the aunties, by my imaginary muses, Rrrose Heather, Mama Lucy, and yech … Continue reading →

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No. 73: OLYMPIC GLORY – GOING FOR THE PYRITE

Posted on February 9, 2014 by Raji Singh

  by Raji Singh A curious letter to the editor appeared in the Moscow Times-Oppressor on May 1, 1895 under this banner headline: ‘BRAMBLE SURFING FOR SUMMER AND FUTURE OLYMPIC WINTER GAMES?’      The query by my great grandmother, Shelva … Continue reading →

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No. 72: CHEF R.K.’S GOURMET SURPRISE

Posted on February 2, 2014 by Raji Singh

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

Posted on January 26, 2014 by Raji Singh

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)

Posted on January 19, 2014 by Raji Singh

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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