As kids, we often got into some mischief and ended up with bruises and cuts. Then the cut would be disinfected and cleaned thoroughly and antibiotic powder sprinkled and then layered with gauze and then a plaster would be slapped across and then that tetanus shot we would have to take and then we would need to… Continue reading Don’t hide your wounds!
A few months ago, I was chatting with a colleague in his mid-thirties, let us simply refer to him as ‘Mr.X’. Mr. X has two young children aged 8 and 10 whom he regards very fondly. He is a professional banker who does well on his job. However, he’s featured in my story today because… Continue reading Choices