i) I GREW UP in Singapore in the 90s. It was an interesting time, economically and socially. As an economy, we were reaping the growth rewards of the foresight of our fathers. As an export-oriented economy, we were able to engineer extremely strong economic growth, with annual GDP growth of…

The Ego, Success, and other random thoughts I’ve always been schooled in a certain way; that success in my life, my academic journey, and my professional journey all meant ticking a series of boxes on a checklist. Perhaps at some point, it also meant a fixed set of options —…

Not all political thinkers have accepted that ideas and ideologies are of importance. Politics has sometimes been thought to be a naked struggle of power — realpolitik. If this true, political ideas are merely propaganda, a form of words/collection of slogans designed to garner popular support and obtain legitimacy. In…

I STOOD alone looking at the horizon. It was sometime in August 2011, along the Wellington waterfront. I was probably holding a kebab and a hot chocolate from New World, wrapped up warm and waiting for the early sunset. It was painfully pink, with a slight tinge of grey creeping…

In fear we cling Over eyes like yours. Shivering in cold breeze, or simply damp squibs. On rainbow mats. In depleted tree trunks, Emptiness full of gaping holes. Shadows creep like empty hearts, Often broken darkness. Thundering silences. Nightmaring through nights filled with memories of days long gone. Rainy days and puddled paths Muddied soles scrunched. Past and present collide in a mix of memories and mess.

Weekend Wake up, crawl out of bed. Kiss, don’t tell. Have coffee, read a book about cats. Rumble out. Write a story about how a boy fell in love with a girl. Fantasize with courage. Watch lovers hold hands as stars fall out of the skies. Imagine how you could…

Too many of us, crave the appraisal and accolade from people whose opinions don’t matter. Too many of us, confuse happiness with luxury with a sense of being “above”, when true happiness lies only within. Too many of us, give up our sanity to impress others, to chase tangible things …

Doing nothing is the art, of going into the deepest part of yourself. And simply let it go. It is the achievement of depth, and desires. In flux, rotating through the microcosm of the 21st century. Middling eyes and trembling hands, co-exist in futures; not yet explored. Nor conquered, merely contemplated in Darkness. Scribbling with air pencils, random thoughts screaming like arrows through night skies.

Youths chasing starlight dusts, echoes of eternity; Across the universe and Andromeda 7 million light years away. He sees hope in the middle, of a swirling black hole. She sees only the depths, of his stone cold heart. Freezing; Like dry ice tumbling. In and over the top, of my head. Dreams falling from the sky; and onto laps like warm bread, ready for a spread of butter. Twiddling thumbs.. and shaking heads.