It has been a very stressful couple of weeks, working nonstop to make up for the time lost during the quarantine. The world is slowly starting to come out of it gradually relaxing the restriction in order to allow things to get back to normal, whichever new normal that would be. Here I was in my tiny office typing away at my keyboard, my eyes glued to the sc...
"How were religious and ethnic minorities treated in the various empires?" "In the Americas, Africans were considered inferior because they were slaves. They rarely had any personal rights and were used as labor. The Natives of the Americas were viewed as savages, which frequently led to conflicts. The Christian missionaries viewed any religious beliefs oth...
THOMAS DEAN IMPRINT Part 4 Hot and Cold I jumped when heard the screeching sound of the nurse slipping on rubber gloves. I took a deep breath the ordeal was about to begin: the assumption of power over the person and the loss of personal autonomy. For the second time this week I found myself dethroned in this predicament in this clammy sub -- basement at th...
Kristina knocked on the door, a voice said "come in." She opened the door and went in. There were two oriental women in their late thirties early forties in white three quarter length coats, they both walked up to Kristina and each took a hand and both kissed her on either cheek, they felt the warmth of her body and were getting wet between their legs, their...
Dr. Anil Menon folded the Malayalam newspaper and looked around at the fellow passengers in the air-conditioned compartment of the train. There were not many and most seemed to be sleeping. Looking out through the window , he was yet again captivated by the natural beauty of Kerala. Now for the information of the readers, Kerala is a southern state in India...
The following entertainment is for adults only, and anyone not an adult is hereby warned to go away. * * * * * So far the convention is ordinary, and beginning to be boring. It's the end of the afternoon, the large room only half filled, a dozing crowd. Nearly all of them are physicians, medical people from various places, even a few Europeans, although th...
Julie was having trouble coming up with tuition for the semester. She was only a sophomore and, after this one, there were two more years of tuition payments that would still be due. She knew she’d have to fend for herself and was already holding down two part time jobs. And still, she was always running short. Then she’d gone to the student health clinic in...
Thanks for the encouraging feedback I received for chapter 1. One asked if the treatment for hysteria was genuine, yes it was. It really happened, quite routinely, and quite clinically. Hence the air of clinical detachment from the nurse in chapter 1. The journey home was all but silent. Florence had a dreamy, slightly detached look of contentment on her...
I met her on the beach late in the summer, a stranger who would lead the way to my separate life. From the shade of a rented umbrella, I had watched her walk the pathway along the higher dunes. She paused at the top of the steps to survey the glare of sun and water, shading her sunglasses with her hand. Even from that distance she cut a distinctive figure, l...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: If you like this story, please provide me your feedback and let me know it. Also, any input you have as to what you would like to see happen with these characters would be great. Finally, like Mary Katherine, I am looking for my Miss Violet, so if you are out there, I want to hear from you. * Day One... Mary Katherine slowed her BMW and pu...