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Friday, 09 March 2012 12:01
Celebrating Dickens
Two years after the British landed in Mauritius and took possession of the island, Charles Dickens landed in Portsmouth England, on 7 February 1812. Little could his mother suspect that she was giving birth to one of her country’s brightest literary geniuses of all time. The world is today celebrating the 200th birthday of the great writer, except Mauritius.But then, Mauritius is not in the world, and Mauritians are a race apart.
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Friday, 02 March 2012 10:09
Losers and winners
My dear Billy,
As you know, my little paradise in the sun is going to be 44 years independent in about a week’s time, on the 12th March, if you care for precision. At noon exactly. On that fatefully fortunate day 44 years ago, we gave back their flag to the British, and the Father of the Nation, Sir Seewosagur Ramgoolam, hoisted the brand new Mauritian flag for the first time.
As you know, my little paradise in the sun is going to be 44 years independent in about a week’s time, on the 12th March, if you care for precision. At noon exactly. On that fatefully fortunate day 44 years ago, we gave back their flag to the British, and the Father of the Nation, Sir Seewosagur Ramgoolam, hoisted the brand new Mauritian flag for the first time.
Friday, 24 February 2012 09:59
Politics and the gods
My dear Billy,
That politicians could be sadists in their own sweet time, some have just learned at their own experience. Fancy the effort, energy and exertion that a handful of politico-religious leaders have deployed recently to give politicians the legitimate right to indulge in politics during religious functions.
That politicians could be sadists in their own sweet time, some have just learned at their own experience. Fancy the effort, energy and exertion that a handful of politico-religious leaders have deployed recently to give politicians the legitimate right to indulge in politics during religious functions.
Friday, 17 February 2012 14:57
Uneasy lies the head…
My dear Billy,
In one of your plays – I don’t now recollect which one – you made one of your characters blurt out: “Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.” So must it have been in your days, and to a much greater extent so is it now, five centuries later. Of course, not many heads are made to wear crowns these days, their number having been pulled significantly down. One of the rare heads that are still parading a crown is that of Her Majesty your Queen Elizabeth II, and God knows how “uneasy ” that head must be, though not for the same reasons as you may be thinking.
In one of your plays – I don’t now recollect which one – you made one of your characters blurt out: “Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.” So must it have been in your days, and to a much greater extent so is it now, five centuries later. Of course, not many heads are made to wear crowns these days, their number having been pulled significantly down. One of the rare heads that are still parading a crown is that of Her Majesty your Queen Elizabeth II, and God knows how “uneasy ” that head must be, though not for the same reasons as you may be thinking.
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Friday, 10 February 2012 12:20
Jackpot from Jo’burg!
My dear Billy,
I am going to ask you a simple question and I want you to give me a sincere answer: Do I look like a fool? Naturally, you could evade the question to avoid embarrassing me by pleading that we have never met. But then, I have been writing to you for the past three decades, and by now you must certainly be in a position to answer my question. Moreover, my photograph is always on top of my correspondence to you, so that you can judge by what you see.
Now answer me, do I look like a stupid bloke?
I am going to ask you a simple question and I want you to give me a sincere answer: Do I look like a fool? Naturally, you could evade the question to avoid embarrassing me by pleading that we have never met. But then, I have been writing to you for the past three decades, and by now you must certainly be in a position to answer my question. Moreover, my photograph is always on top of my correspondence to you, so that you can judge by what you see.
Now answer me, do I look like a stupid bloke?
Friday, 03 February 2012 11:00
Yesterday-Today-Tomorrow
My dear Billy,
I was sitting in a rather vacant mood the other day when suddenly a song of my youthful days flashed upon my inward eye which is the bliss of solitude. I’m sure you know that particular song of the Beatles, entitled “Yesterday” in which the singer says “Oh I believe in yesterday”.
I was sitting in a rather vacant mood the other day when suddenly a song of my youthful days flashed upon my inward eye which is the bliss of solitude. I’m sure you know that particular song of the Beatles, entitled “Yesterday” in which the singer says “Oh I believe in yesterday”.
Friday, 27 January 2012 11:45
Who can stop progress ?
My dear Billy,
What a piece of wonder is the computer! What a piece of prodigy is the mobile phone! Together, these two man-invented instruments are becoming so indispensable in the daily lives of people that they are fast supplanting the very human beings they are supposed to be serving.
What a piece of wonder is the computer! What a piece of prodigy is the mobile phone! Together, these two man-invented instruments are becoming so indispensable in the daily lives of people that they are fast supplanting the very human beings they are supposed to be serving.
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Friday, 20 January 2012 12:40
My kingdom for a smile
My dear Billy,
While signing off the other day, one bright local radio host told his listeners to “keep smiling, be happy, and always think positive.” That’s quite a recipe for a life of mirth and mellow fruitfulness, isn’t it?
While signing off the other day, one bright local radio host told his listeners to “keep smiling, be happy, and always think positive.” That’s quite a recipe for a life of mirth and mellow fruitfulness, isn’t it?
Friday, 13 January 2012 15:32
Silver linings
My dear Billy,
“If you cry when the sun goes away,” says Literature Nobel Prize winner Rabindranath Tagore, “your tears will prevent you from seeing the stars.” Like many of Tagore’s thoughts, this one too is disconcertingly simple but very profound. It finds its echo in the saying “Every cloud has a silver lining.”
“If you cry when the sun goes away,” says Literature Nobel Prize winner Rabindranath Tagore, “your tears will prevent you from seeing the stars.” Like many of Tagore’s thoughts, this one too is disconcertingly simple but very profound. It finds its echo in the saying “Every cloud has a silver lining.”
Friday, 06 January 2012 18:09
21.12.12
My dear Billy,
You must indeed be wondering what sort of title I have chosen for my very first correspondence of the year. Well, as you may have rightly guessed, the above figures stand for a date, and a very portentous one at that. For on the 21st December 2012, the world is predicted to run its full course and to come to its end.
You must indeed be wondering what sort of title I have chosen for my very first correspondence of the year. Well, as you may have rightly guessed, the above figures stand for a date, and a very portentous one at that. For on the 21st December 2012, the world is predicted to run its full course and to come to its end.
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