It changed my life. (Now, how often does one get to use that sentence and have it be true?) I remember trying my best not to say goodbye. I have never lived abroad before. A trip down south to Singapore, a beach vacation in Phuket, a couple of weeks backpacking in Australia, yes. But living …
. Looking out of the window, all I see are clouds and wisps of blue sky in the gaps. It’s a familiar sight. I’ve been flying a lot this year. A few vacations here and there – much-needed holidays and getaways; mostly though I’ve travelled for work. There is a difference that few other than …
I love you says nothing It doesn’t tell the truth Something I don’t even understand So how could your heart be moved? I love you says nothing It makes a fool of me I cannot tell you how much I think you mean to me. I love you says nothing No one can …
. I turn 30 today. It’s not what I expected it to be, truth be told. My friends, they keep telling me that a man’s life only truly begins at thirty. Everything before that is just practice, some form of testosterone-fuelled dress rehearsal. Which means I probably missed out on mine, for I didn’t spend …
. “How very queer,” said Mrs. Duck to Mr. Bunny. “I thought Snow White was a myth. A Fairy Tale. Something old drakes would tell the young ducklings. Whoever heard of a princess spending her buoyant and bosomy hours with seven swarthy, sweaty dwarves in a cave dark and dank? Unthinkable. Scandalous.” “Well,” replied Mr. …
. There are hidden hearts everywhere, if you look hard enough. Whether this amuses you, or inspires, or simply hurts, would vary with the season and the person, naturally. It can be sickening to see couples romancing (or worse, just coupling) when one’s quite fallen out of all the whole relationship nonsense, you see. It …
We have become a nation now, though not without sweat and blood on our brow. We celebrate our heroes, we bury our demons, but in our festive throes, have we forgotten our women? We are not merely maidens, mothers and crones, we are not merely your mistresses or your amorous milestones; we are more, oh …
Kenny Mah believes in the good in people. He has been blogging for over ten years. No, his hands aren't tired. Yet.
