Talk You Out of It

I find that it is very revealing to have a first-time meal with these so-called successful/well-earning men. I'm sure if one does an experiment, a curious study could come by. Of course, these days, you could take a large enough sample size and prove anything. But every time I have been on one of these... Continue Reading →

Colours

It was a patchwork evening, the smog of the day blanketed the sky, foggy orange lights lit up the sidewalk where we stopped. You taking cash out of your wallet so I could get a ride home. Me fiddling with my handbag despite knowing I was out. You handed me a note that no one... Continue Reading →

All I Know

I received three rejection emails this week. Two of them were for a piece of work I have a lot of faith in. The third one? Let's just say, it is what it is. For writers/aspiring writers, November is a good time to reflect over your work because someone in your circle is participating in... Continue Reading →

Ripple Effect

From time to time, I am bewildered by how it takes me an inordinate amount of time to understand intentions or certain things people do. For all my powers of observation that be, I am pretty dense sometimes. Genuinely, I am like that cartoon character in shows who understands the event long after it has... Continue Reading →

Should Have Known Better

I guess from time to time one finds oneself disappointed. Unless of course, you're an evolved piece of social media garbage who buys into the suspending expectations tribe then you don't. Enid Blyton wrote a book titled The Enchanted Wood and I've borrowed it from AT to read it. I recognise that it's much too... Continue Reading →

Too Much To Ask

I’m sitting by the phone, waiting to hear from you, my arms droop from the side of the chair as I hold the newspaper in my right hand and smoke a cigarette using my left. There’s a terrible war raging outside and the reports are full of feelings, opinions, and warnings. The struggle, as they put... Continue Reading →

For Now

“But memories are time beings, too, like cherry blossoms or ginkgo leaves; for a while they are beautiful, and then they fade and die.” ― Ruth Ozeki, A Tale for the Time Being A couple of years ago, I read a book titled A Tale for the Time Being. The book was unassuming, part of... Continue Reading →

Sprinkled Sentiments #16

400. I have to admit it somewhere, so it might as well be here. I read a major chunk of Refusing Heaven and I didn't understand a major chunk of it. What I know from this experience is that I still have learning to do. And that makes me happy. For isn't it wonderful to... Continue Reading →

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