Merry Christmas

My earliest memories of celebrating Christmas are from when I was 6 or 7 years old.  We were in a small town called Naya Nangal in the Punjab, where my father worked for the (then) Fertilizer Corporation of India (which subsequently became National Fertilizer Ltd.)  It was a mini-township with a population of perhaps over …

Memories

It was late afternoon here in Canada when I received a call from a very dear friend “A”, who is currently visiting family in India.  “What are you doing up at this hour?  Its well past midnight, is it not?” I inquired.  “Yes, it is late.  I just got back to the flat after dinner …