Music and Endless Wintering

“Music brings a warm glow to my vision, thawing mind and muscle from their endless wintering.” ― Haruki Murakami, Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World   Last night saw the revival of my 7-year-old iPod (above), opening an emotional floodgate of memories tagged to songs from another lifetime. Despite being in a badly scratchedContinue reading “Music and Endless Wintering”

[DIARY] COME AND GO

“We the mortals touch the metals, the wind, the ocean shores, the stones, knowing they will go on, inert or burning, and I was discovering, naming all the these things: it was my destiny to love and say goodbye.” ― Pablo Neruda, Still Another Day Breathing to the rhythm of waves; watch them crash and leave theContinue reading “[DIARY] COME AND GO”

[DIARY] LOVE YOUR IMPERFECTIONS

31 days into 2015 and it has been surreal. I’ve been thankful each day for the people I’ve met, especially to those I’ve learnt to count on for simply being there. The obstacles in my current career are finally levelling out. I’m beginning to understand why some of my colleagues would fall in love with this jet-setting lifestyle. Don’t be fooledContinue reading “[DIARY] LOVE YOUR IMPERFECTIONS”

[DIARY] ONE LESS STRANGER

A sleepless night was spent following tweets on AirBnB’s #OneLessStranger campaign. Tired and insomniac as I was, I couldn’t help applauding the global movement to connect people across cultures, to eliminate the distance we keep with people we don’t intend to know. To be on the receiving end of a thoughtful deed from a stranger – it is a simple,Continue reading “[DIARY] ONE LESS STRANGER”

[DIARY] True Stories of Lucid Dreaming and Sleep Paralysis

Lately I’ve been experiencing lucid dreaming, in which I find myself in total control of when or where I get to cease a dream. It’s been contended that this period of dreaming is not a state of sleep but a period of wakefulness. I beg to differ. How could a wakeful phase occupy such an extensive period of restfulness?Continue reading “[DIARY] True Stories of Lucid Dreaming and Sleep Paralysis”

Reflections – On Life’s New Undertakings

For the best part of 2014, I thought my gap year was turning into a gap lifetime. In 2013 my bachelor’s degree in psychology was fresh meat from the chopping block, and in 2014 I’m sitting on decaying sheets of qualification, swatting at hungry flies. In a world where sitting on your laurels is success (and causatively, happiness)’s greatest nemesis, hittingContinue reading “Reflections – On Life’s New Undertakings”

HOW DO I

HOW DO I How do I sleep with voices in my head – telling me what to do, what to say, who to love in a torrential rain of unspoken words, this cascade of love misplaced from desired keepers whose intentions long expired; all memories are deadweight. How do I sleep with footsteps in myContinue reading “HOW DO I”

Psychoanalysis of Strangers

We all derive false impressions upon first sight. I see an old lady with a jewellery pushcart and think how pitiable to be working at her age. She must be terribly in need of money, or perhaps her children have left her. My mind goes wild thinking of possibilities to define her situation. Don’t weContinue reading “Psychoanalysis of Strangers”

superficial plastic people

Written 10 May 2011, entitled superficial plastic people All ready to put things behind, and accept that some people are just not who they seem to be. If everyone were to drop all pretense there would be much less politics and conspiracies. But then again the world would be so freaking dangerous because nobody controls themselvesContinue reading “superficial plastic people”

carcassonne & citadel

When I get a 3-day-off, I’m catching the next flight to Paris. After being home for 2 whole days, it’s too hot and stuffy. Perks of being sick consists of reading in bed all day and night. I’m barely three-quarters through the 700-page novel, and already am a newly converted Kate Mosse fan. Kate Mosse’sContinue reading “carcassonne & citadel”

Coeur qui soupire n’a pas ce qu’il desire

Strong girls may protect themselves by being quiet and guarded so that their rebellion is known by only a few trusted others. They may be cranky and irascible and keep critics at a distance so that only people who love them know what they are up to. They may have the knack of shrugging offContinue reading “Coeur qui soupire n’a pas ce qu’il desire”

my knight in shining armour is me

Loved this 6 years ago, still love it now. Song of my life. When I was just a little girl My momma used to tuck me into bed and she read me a story It always was about a Princess in distress And how a guy would save her and end up with the gloryContinue reading “my knight in shining armour is me”

Viktoria Jean

Chopping off my waist-length hair is probably the best decision I’ve made in a while; & with it comes an even stronger impulse for a complete overhaul. Hello World! (because Krispy tells me to write Viktoria with a K and it does look better) Did something else on impulse this morning, details of which willContinue reading “Viktoria Jean”

curtain call

It shouldn’t come as a surprise that at the end of my university life, I actually do miss it a whole freaking lot. As I fret over which gown size I should order, or how big my head is so that I can get the right mortarboard etc… I’m transported to the days where IContinue reading “curtain call”

please call me no more

Here I am chanting to myself “please do not call me up to fly on Sunday I wish to lie in bed re-reading Murakami.” (whose new fictional release I have yet to get my hands on…because it’s yet untranslated) Also, my bed has me chained in shackles by my ankles and wrists and just won’tContinue reading “please call me no more”

credo ut intelligam

credo ut intelligam I believe so that I may understand   “This is an important lesson to remember when you’re having a bad day, a bad month, or a shitty year. Things will change: you won’t feel this way forever. And anyway, sometimes the hardest lessons to learn are the ones your soul needs most.Continue reading “credo ut intelligam”