A Child ….. No More

The little child stood clinging on to the hand of his father as he tried to look through the crowd of people standing in the front of them. They were all listening to some person, whom he didnt know, standing on a makeshift stage, giving a speech about some other person, whom he also didnt…

“My Name Is Abdul”

He peered through the dim light, around his basement, at the four people hunched up on the floor below, as he sat on the single cot lined up by the wall. A middle aged man with a woman and two little girls. They were huddled in the corner, with the man putting his hands protectively…

The Difference Between Religion and Culture…

On one of our first days in the lesser famous city of Bandung, Indonesia, we hired a car to take us around the place.   The driver named Md. Alam spoke passable English and we managed to have a decent conversation as he drove us around the city showing us various historical sights there.  …