This is a tale of privilege. Of us outliving the mynah. It starts with sighting a mynah on my way out this morning. Hop. Hop. ‘Ah, mynahs, you’re beginning yet another day in your short life. ‘With so much gutso. So much.. hop.’ Two beautiful golden retrievers wagged past me- they smell of sweat and… [Read more…]
September 30, 2009
We live in a world no short of crisis, tragedy, misfortune, and mishap. I have never doubted that. Then again, I have no key to its comprehensive entirety. Like anyone else riding with me in this public bus today, I have some observable morsel of clue to their lives, as they probably would mine, but… [Read more…]
August 18, 2009
1. how its already wednesday 2. how its only wednesday thought 1 wrestles with thought 2. it’s a mid-week crisis.
June 10, 2009
Today I find a bumpy envelope addressed to me. “Birthday Girl!” No name. Belated from the UK. My sister’s earnest handwriting. Dear girl always makes me smile with her scrapbooking genius. Its a letter for me, written one part essay, one part instruction manual. “Super (wo) Man!!!”, it salutes, like a generous birthday greet. a… [Read more…]
May 23, 2009
The luxury of an early Saturday, with nothing laid out ahead of it. The trick, to start early- as early as you would a work day, and then coax yourself in believing its your secret Monday. After my early morning driving lesson and a quick work appointment, I was free in town at 10.40am. It… [Read more…]
May 26, 2010
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