My dear Billy,
Has it ever occurred to you how a small gift, when it is given, can be a magnificent bounty as it is received? Have you ever realised how something that you have long discarded and put out of use can fill the heart of someone else with happiness when it is given to them?

My dear Billy,
As a nation, we Mauritians are both sweet and salty, and excessively so on both counts, if we go by results of statistical research. Observers and researchers are downright categorical – Mauritians consume far too much salt and sugar, a great deal more than their health permits.

My dear Billy,
It is said that laughter is the best medicine for the soul. You will agree therefore that our world is desperately in need of more such medicine.

My dear Billy,
What was the stuff your dreams were made of? I reckon your whole life must have been one long stretch of dreaming which came to an end only on the day you quit this world for your celestial abode. Dreaming is an act of pure imagination which must have bestowed upon you the creative power with which you are still ruling across the centuries.

My dear Billy,
Once in a long while, a giant treads the earth and leaves an indelible footprint in the hearts and minds of mankind for all times.

My dear Billy,
There is an apparent move on the part of a handful of poor theatre diehards, to coerce the authorities into reopening the Plaza and the Port-Louis Theatre after long overdue renovations and repairs. It is reported that this agitation is being orchestrated in the context of the coming municipal elections.

My dear Billy,
You will surprised, maybe pleased too, to learn that I have just translated into Mauritian Kreol, the Gitanjali of Rabindranath Tagore.

My dear Billy,
In the unlikely event that you received an impossible windfall of Rs 70 million at the loto this weekend, what would you do with it?

My dear Billy,
Those who pursue the hobby of playing with fire are warned. Our Prime Minister has taken an extremely grave and historic decision: henceforth there will be zero tolerance towards social fire-setters.

My dear Billy,
I’ve read somewhere that a happy family is an earlier heaven. It may be a heaven for the elder members of the family, but for the children a happy family is a sure haven.