KL Monorail, Kuala Lumpur: 5 months ago… “Excuse me, do you speak English?” Woken from my reverie on why public transport in the capital city was such an abysmal mess, I realised I was being addressed by a couple of tourists. A middle-aged couple, Americans, by their accent, perhaps even New York, though I couldn’t …
What is it with memories? They carry us through good times and not so good times. Are they just thoughts or do they mean something more? There are days I feel trapped by my memories; the past — it’s not as forgiving as we would like it to be. Is it the painful bits that …
1. Msiagirl: Pey-O! Last month, I had the pleasure of meeting my first blogger friend from abroad. Msiagirl has been reading my blog for a good while, and me hers, so it’s fantastic that we finally got to meet when she flew in from the UK. Of course, that meant the cat’s out of the …
When I was living in Munich four years ago, one of the few really good Asian friends I made was Mingxia. She was from Shanghai but came to Germany for work and study. At that time, she was married to a German and they had a son. I remember her being really proud of her …
. And we all know how brilliant Zizou was… Yet, instead of recapitulating that little display of Frenchman Goes Crazy, here’s a snapshot of my pals Hadi and J-Dawg from the last World Cup, when we were celebrating in the street of Leopoldstraße, Munich. Ah, that’s the real Joga Bonito spirit! . ~ * ~ …
. This afternoon I was browsing my folders of stock images, looking for something to play with, when I came across this photograph Shannon took of Blue Mike and me with the statue of this enormous gorilla. I can remember quite clearly she forced us, mostly because I thought we’d look silly and it’s hell …
Kenny Mah believes in the good in people. He has been blogging for over ten years. No, his hands aren't tired. Yet.
