I was watching this movie called Wondrous Oblivion on TV. It was a movie against racism, against the differences imposed on the basis of complexion, where a white family and a black family learn to love each other. During a scene showing the members of the black family listening to the white kid recite from …

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Shoptomi He stared listlessly at the slow, crawling raindrops. They were slipping over the surface of the glass, falling silently to the sill. Pat, patter, came more drops. A momentary circle of water on the glass, then a small round drop as the shape tightened. Then the journey to the window-sill began. Some of the …

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