Author Archives: Kenny Mah

Teatime

We are having tea and I turn to you and I see you smiling at me and that’s enough, that’s the sky and the sea, that is all we need, that is all we shall ever need.  

Ice-cream

You are still sleeping, rather soundly considering the uncomfortable-looking single ward bed, when the nurse comes in to check on you. “Has he woken up?” she asks. “Once but mostly he just sleeps. Can he eat something when he wakes up? He’s been fasting since last night because of the operation,” I say. “Yes, but

Angel

The anaesthesiologist tells me that the operation was a success. You are resting now at the recovery bay, she says. They’ll wheel you back to the ward in another half an hour or so. I nod, thanking her. I wait in your room, sending text messages to friends who are waiting for news. Lots of

A Pretty Nurse is Like…

The nurse comes in, all smiles. She’s carrying a folded hospital robe. “Do you know how to wear one?” she asks. “Uhm, yes?” you say. “Just remove all your clothes, put this on and tie up the strings at the back.” “All my clothes? Even my underwear?” “All your clothes. Even your underwear.” And with

Nose Job

You are heading in for some minor surgery today. Something to correct your sinusitis. It’s nothing serious, your doctor assures us, but of course any medical operation is a cause for concern. I remind you that you’ll be able to breathe easily after this. After all, I had my sinuses worked on when I was

Back from Bangkok

I hear the key turn. The front door. You are back. You open — I open — the door and we are already smiling at each other. How was the flight? Delayed, you say and I help you with your bag. You take off your shoes and then your socks. You tell me about your

Running on Fumes

So tired, so tired. I drop you off at the office and then I come home to rest. I’m gonna take a nap, I send you a text and I put my mobile phone on silent. I go to bed. I forget to set the alarm but hey, I think, it’ll be twenty, thirty minutes