Author - Jai Murugan

It is more entertaining to hate than to love. This may at first appear to be incongruous to claimed purposes of this column – that of providing occasional...

These days it’s hard to remember half the players on the home team, let alone another 29. Leave that to the ice-game enthusiasts who do convoluted...

There were usually the four brothers, the minimum number to pick two teams and have a game. The Imaginary brothers stayed away for fear of not being accepted...

My often too-real-for-comfort, but imaginary friend Kate absolutely hates seals. She believes they’re yappy, yippy smooth-skinned and stupid. They stick...

Canada thistle has grit – not quite the diversified variety of grit that its distant cousin the dandelion has, but still deserving of many a weed...

“Sorry, Mister, I can’t,” I tried to mumble. He wasn’t listening. It was dismal enough being there in any situation, let alone having...

I looked forward to greeting the lilies each day. “My my, aren’t you looking dainty today? You’re absolutely dazzling! Those tiny pollen...