IS THERE ANY FIJI STILL LEFT IN YOU?

When Russell Bowers from CBC RADIO asked this question, it momentarily stumped me. Is there any Fiji still left in me?

When we emigrate to a foreign country and assimilate into a totally foreign culture, how much of our native homeland do we retain and carry within ourselves forever. Do we choose the cultural values and beliefs that we let go of and the ones we hold on to? And over time, do we loose more of these values or is it that when we get older, we slowly make our way back to those roots that we thought we left behind? Is there any Fiji still left in me? I want to believe that there is a lot of Fiji left in me!

THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!

A successful first launch and reading. Very happy. I have a few people to thank --

Russell Bowers from CBC RADIO - for my very first on air interview.
Stephanie Johnston from NU TV - for covering this event from start to finish.
Simone Lee from Pages Bookstore - for providing the absolute location for this event.
Tandoori Hut - for generously providing the delicious pakoras.
Judith Snell from Busy Bags - for helping with the event.
Alex England - for being the master of the ceremonies.
Aniz Hooda, Reiki Master - for the barfi and galebi.
Catherina Kerssens - for the beautiful roses.

THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!

MY DEBUT BOOK LAUNCH

My book launch will be held at Pages Bookstore in Kensington, Calgary, Alberta at 6 PM. There will be East Indian appetizers and beverages available for your enjoyment. The after party will be held at Kensington Pub. I am very excited about this upcoming event and I am looking forward to celebrating with my supporters and friends.

A SMOKING BURGLAR?

So - A worried mother finds a cigarette butt in her toilet. She calls her trusted friend in a state of panic, claiming somebody broke into her house and smoked a cigarette and left. Nothing was stolen. Nothing was moved. Nothing was touched. The mother was worried beyond belief. She tells the trusted friend the brand of the cigarette. The friend asks her if she was sure that it wasn't her daughter's. The daughter who goes to an American University was home for Christmas only a week before. The mother adamantly states that her daughter does not smoke. To this day, she still claims and worries about the smoking burglar. This "Blindness" is exactly what my novel "The End of the Dark and Stormy Night" is about. It is interesting how people would rather put their faith in a smoking burglar than what may be the obvious explanation.