“Should you buy the white?” A headline on my screen sets me thinking. It alludes to bullion prices, where silver appears to be riding on the gold wave. But I am transported to another zone. In my late years, should I settle for the neutrality of white as against the dense wisdom of black? Is … Continue reading Buying the White
It is the season to lie low and enjoy a hot beverage with fritters, get romantic under an umbrella at a picnic spot, or sing on a swing under the trees. It is a reason to read and write poetry, as the showers from heaven wash away past seasons and renew the Earth’s soul. The … Continue reading Why complain?
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I recall the time I learnt stained glass painting. It was the age of solvent-based colours, and we had to keep stirring the pigment slowly with the solvent with a wooden toothpick. Any mistake at this stage would cause the paint to crack later. The lead liner used to hold the paints in till they … Continue reading Crushed Colours
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I use Grammarly to write on my laptop. It empowers me to make writing decisions, such as the use of 'a' and ‘an', and other discrepancies that arise. It even suggests rewrites, but I always have the final say on whether to retain or discard the changes. I feel compelled to switch it off while … Continue reading Grammarly, Syllables and Me
I miss Mom more than ever as I walk through Sakura-laden sidewalks. The extended cherry blossom season has brought in a fresh wave of tourists, and visitors in outfits from different countries liven up the landscape further. I stopped to see a girl child in a wheelchair. Her expression sharply contrasted with her mother’s morose … Continue reading Cheer
Who were those characters with dated looks and an outdated fashion sense? Their feet with toes turned backwards tell me who they are. I politely request that they return to their graves. I wake up in a different era. Mornings are challenging with many tasks to execute before 9 am. It’s not the time to … Continue reading Circles
The Sun shines with greater intensity outside. My insides are churned by reading and writing Women’s Day posts. I feel compelled to reflect deeper on things I’ve already known, experienced and discussed? Does it give fresh insights? Words dance to the beat of March madness, and assume different forms on the screen, in the head … Continue reading Pink Sakuras
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