It all started with Jorge, the new employee I would never have gone to lunch with if my usual lunch buddies had not run off somewhere without me.
Jorge was Mexican, the only Latin guy on the second floor executive suite of Wallco, a wallpaper distribution company that hired mostly white Anglos in 1981, when Miami’s transformation into a multicultural city began in earnest. Jorge, like me, was in his early thirties, average-looking, average height, dark hair, brown eyes, thin mustache — an "easy to lose in a crowd" kind of guy. I had no idea his unheralded arrival would trigger a seminal occurrence in my life.
I have a song I really like. Basically, it repeats two lines.
"Don't think about all those things you fear
Just be glad to be here."
Sometimes life is full of uncertainties. I've just moved to Norway — a country that’s very different to Singapore, my 'hood. It’s not just a matter of moving houses — it includes adapting to a brand new culture, new people, unfamiliar sights and a very unstable work situation. My career just took an unexpected twist — from being a recognised, experienced professional in my field to starting over in a country where no one knows me and my credentials don't count as much because I don't speak enough Norwegian.
Report: Two Days in Delhi - November 7 and 8, 2010
Last month, more than 80,000 people gathered over two evenings in the south of India’s capital, Delhi, for a special event held to celebrate the 110th anniversary of the birth of Maharaji’s own master, Sri Hans Ji Maharaj.
Near the end of his South American tour, Prem Rawat flew to Peru's capital, Lima, to give two talks in the intimate surroundings of a university hall. He spoke about how much he had missed the city and its people in the more than 20 years since his last visit and reminded his audience that 'fulfillment is a fundamental right.'
From Grasping for Survival to the Chance to Thrive
Hundreds of children, some as young as seven, scavenge the notorious Steung Meanchey landfill site on the outskirts of Phnom Penh, the capital of Cambodia. Wearing flip flops, or even going barefoot, they pick their way through mountains of garbage that include hospital and chemical waste, gathering scraps of plastic and metal to sell to recycling centers for the equivalent of a few cents.