Re-living Past Moments
One of my favourite things to do while driving is listen to the radio. BBC Radio London to be precise. Despite this fact, I only
One of my favourite things to do while driving is listen to the radio. BBC Radio London to be precise. Despite this fact, I only
By the right corner of my grandmother’s kitchen was an orange tree. It grew just behind the wooden kitchen facing the main entrance. The kitchen had no window nor a door
With her creativity, she described this world in colours, dances and colloquials.
I was already on the slope down the little hill not far from where I live that early morning when I met her. At first,
I watched as the air hostess pushed the food trolley down the aisle. The second meal was served on the 6-hour journey. The air hostess
I felt the tingles at the soles of my feet as I walked through the massive metal gates that shielded the school from the public
I felt a hint of dizziness as I stood staring at my image in the bathroom mirror before a total blackout. Coming around, I scrambled
The room I grew up in was slightly bigger than my kids’ toilet, but not up to the size of my kitchen. No. It wasn’t
Right within the core of my very self, I am beginning to feel the transition from old to new. The ruling power of my peripheral
Imagine a glass cup filled with your favourite juice staring at you on a hot day. Everything about this is good except the fact that
Parenting was an easy plight when you don’t have kids. I thought I nailed the parenting business before my kids arrived but I couldn’t be
While driving through the dark cold road leading to my destination that Friday evening, I listened to the shrieking laughter of the presenter on my
I wondered who the caller was when my phone’s ringtone pierced through the air that sunny morning. After the usual pleasantries, my sister went straight
I came from a culture that treats visitors with respect. We give foreigners in my home country the opportunities to strive. However, I was deluded,
When my little girl turned 7 it was clear she was on the flight to adolescence. By 8, she had a growth spurt. It was
I had gone to bed that night hoping for a restful sleep. It was a Friday night which meant no drop off the following morning.