I have trouble articulating what I really mean. That means I spend most of my time thinking rather than speaking, or thinking of euphemisms and then throwing out only a … Continue reading →

Very Many

/EXCAVATE/

The Plurality of Selves (guest blogger)

Today’s guest blogger writes on the self and self in relation to other. It was something that he and I talked about a few days ago. What I did was … Continue reading →

About toys, boys, and girls

This isn’t an epic discovery or realisation but- Toys are not just something to play with. Playing with toys, how we play with them, what exactly we play with can … Continue reading →

Thursday

1) Ukulele brings out the creativity in you/playing rock songs with ukulele is weird 2) Wine, potato salad and orange scented hand sanitizer amongst others 3) Deep in thought, or, … Continue reading →

Slow Dance

Though you wouldn’t want to imagine me dancing (and by saying that, or this, you probably already did/will imagine me dance), I want to slow dance to this song.   … Continue reading →

Church Goer

I am what you can call a church goer. Just last Sunday, I was in church, talking to some friends and I thought of my life in which church was … Continue reading →

aid

We make excuses for everything. But when you’re out of ideas or when you feel that idea and fact becomes more disparate, you make less excuses. However, hopefully you’d also … Continue reading →

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I think the first think that comes to your head when you realise you’ve lost something would be “SHIT”. And you’ll think about how important that thing is to you … Continue reading →

abc123

Perhaps one of the things I don’t like about university is that it is really very small. Space-wise. It reminds me of Mid Valley on a weekend, which is not at all a … Continue reading →

Colin

Ingrained within him, a constant blur. There are too many gaps where his fingers plugs greedily- bottom to top, top to bottom, bottom and top but they spill uncompromisingly. What he tries to … Continue reading →

Pictures, a Quote and an Original Song

When you say you believe, you allow the possibility of disappointment Haruki Murakami  (A pretty raw version of ) The Air Between Us (Thanks Randall for doing such a wonderful … Continue reading →