When I published my first book, I knew it could be my last as well. My long stay in the hospital ICU, followed by rushing to the ER, the frequent visit for checkups, and staying a week or two for monitoring became my routine. I still have the same feeling every time I am about … Read more
When I was young, until recently in my thirties, there were no deaths in my family. And I was almost convinced, although absurd, that there could be no death in my family. I felt blessed and privileged and often thank God for his safekeeping, although we were unworthy. I have lost some friends in the … Read more
The sun, at least for this year, seems to be waning a little. Autumn is here. It is time for harvesting paddy rice in different parts of the world, at least in the countryside where I spent my childhood. I gazed out at my window while sipping hot water in the morning. I could sense … Read more
Sing me the sad song, but I’ll focus on finding hope in the sadness in the hopelessness of life. A reminder of my nothingness, but finding joy in the midst of it all. I’m melancholic at heart, but unforgiving and willing to go on in life. Ironically, sometimes I find comfort in the sadness of … Read more
