A NEW day dawned — a special day with love and a little song in his mind. Jarred looked at

THE morning was biting cold, dawn still some hours away, as the northeastern wind blew in from the seas. The

“Hey andhan ki maharani Oh, Jai Laxmi Rani” Verses of a Hindu devotional song as the festival of Diwali approached.

DAMIEN stood at the top of an old wooden bridge that overlooked abandoned cane fields of a former Dutch colony

AN October day in the countryside. It is warm and tranquil, the streets bordered by modest houses in white with

Pink ribbons fluttering in the wind, coming closer and closer then drifting away, lost in the far horizon. Brandon sat

IT was a beautiful morning, the golden sunshine, the refreshing breeze and the songs of the kiskadee, on the Wisteria

IN a small settlement in the countryside, when it was the out-of-crop season for the sugar cane and there was

ANN-MARIE, a young native girl, stood at the bottom of the small waterfall, her arms out-stretched, her eyes closed as

NIGHT time – dark and mysterious, the soft whispering of the wind and sounds of the jungle; nature undisturbed. The