OF ABSENTEE FATHERS AND DEAD-BEAT SPERM DONORS. I wrote this piece while I was away. Now that today is fathers' Day, i feel obliged to share it.
It is exactly a month since I took my flight from Kenya to India for medication. Every time I call home my son (two years and eight months old now) asks me whether I am at the airport going home. I guess this is because the last picture the young boy has in his mind... Continue Reading →