When the girls talk of dreams and regrets, love and heartbreak, I almost feel like I’m hearing myself and these conversations are merely ghosts — whispers of my longing and loss that have refused to go into the night and be at final rest. When the girls talk about childhoods that shape
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You know that place that we fondly refer to as “Memory Lane”? The one that draws visitors like the curious seeker, the haughty forsaken, the tragic heroes, the nostalgic fools and the sentimental-hearted? There are day passes that offer special discounts for those who wish to just quickly pop in
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A long, long time ago, I was sure that I would arrive at a day when I would’ve mapped out the world of feelings playing tempest within me, that I would’ve learnt to build my own compass with which I would navigate the sea of perspectives that seem to shape
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One of my favourite scenes from the Sex and the City Movie is the one where Carrie and Mr Big were lying in bed; Carrie reading that non-existent book of “Love Letters from Great Men”. It moved me the same way the “It’s Time” scene in Eat Pray Love does
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Includes: Escape, Time-Travel, Embracing the lies, and some Partying. Lucky are the ones who never had their hearts broken before; but happy and complete are those who have.Looking back on my life at 37, I recall every single chapter of it that’s ended with a broken heart — over failed relationships, painful
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That afternoon, we checked into Siloso Beach Hotel on the southern island of Sentosa in Singapore, for no other reason than that it was closest to the beach where we had built many memories twenty years ago. I had not requested for him to bring anything; myself, I arrived armed
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A chance encounter at Mass yesterday brought me diving to my knees in the pews, confessing my anxiety and fears that within minutes, I’ll come face to face with a friend from the past. The chance encounter is with a mutual acquaintance who informed that my “friend from the past”
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You recall the day that’s just gone by, hoping to stumble upon that one important moment that might have snuck by without enough attention paid to it earlier. Only sometimes, no such encounter comes to mind. So you do the next best thing, which is to take a short walk
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If I am 100% mother, is there still a part of me left that’s anything else? That’s the question I had been pondering last month when I decided to follow that little voice inside me that was asking me to revamp the blog. One thing that I knew for sure
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There is a monster under my bed, and it’s not who you think it is. It’s neither frightful nor fanciful, Not hairy nor wily. It’s a little ball of moss, with the strangest green eyes to match. It wears a timeless smile, complete with half-chewed nails that scratch. It lets
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