Story: S A Spencer Author of Popular Fictions : The Pink Mutiny , The Black Waters , Dream In Shackles The Missing Truth “I saw a child’s photo on a green board. It wasn’t a missing person poster—it was a missing truth.” Gedhun Choekyi Nyima was six years old when he was abducted by Chinese authorities in 1995. He had just been recognized by the Dalai Lama as the 11th Panchen Lama, one of the most revered figures in Tibetan Buddhism. Since then, no one has seen him. No photos. No public appearances. No verified updates. The Chinese government claims he is safe and doesn’t want to be disturbed. But the Tibetan community—and much of the world—believes otherwise. The signboard I saw was placed by the Tibetan Women’s Association. It wasn’t loud. It wasn’t angry. It was a quiet plea. A reminder that some truths are still waiting to be acknowledged. The photo was faded, the edges curled from years of weather. Yet the child’s eyes seemed to hold a silent stor...
Follow Me on Facebook Twitter When the couple planned to delay their separation until the eggs hatch, wonder happened. Story By: S A Spencer “Bubba, look at the couple inside the house, don’t you think they are fighting?” Angel, the wife Fairy Wren, said sitting on the railing of the alfresco of the house in the Western Sydney suburb of Glenwood. “Where?” asked Bubba, her partner, casting a questioning glance at the four-meter-high native bush parallel to the backside fence. “Not at the bush stupid, that one is our home. Humans live in brick structures. Look through that large glass.” She pointed her beak towards the glass window. Bubba hopped and changed his position. A faint bird-smile appeared in his beaks, “Oh, that man and woman? Yes, they’re shouting. But don’t we also shout when we are happy, or celebrate something?” Angel came closer and touched Bubba’s beaks with hers, “I love you, Bubba. You are so naïve. Don’t understand between a joyful sh...
After months of wandering the streets, can this stray cat finally find a permanent and loving home? Story: S A Spencer Photo by Akira “What happened to her? Since last few days she is not coming to meet us.” Leena asks me while we are halfway through our evening walk. We’ve treaded the same route for almost ten years now, and it has become second nature. Most probably, she was not even born. “Sounding like she is your second daughter!” I chortle. Leena replies with a mild giggle. “Then you are also her father.” “Maybe she is just a stray cat.” I reason to convince her, but my eyes circle around in case she would be hiding next to a parked car. Initially, we had thought she belonged to somebody. Possibly to the owner of the house in front of which we met her for the first time a few months ago. Whenever we passed through the house, she would be...
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