Year: 2020
2020 what it meant for us?
Just like that, 2020 will be coming to an end in a few more hours. At the beginning, we were all excited about a ‘decade reflection‘ or ‘#10yearschallenge‘, reminiscing what we’re like 10 years ago, compared to what we’ve become…
A slave to social media?
The explosion of social media has always been a hot discussion among professionals, in terms of opportunities and impacts it can potentially bring. No doubt, the current pandemic has encouraged even more social media usage as a mean of communicating…
The beginning to everything.
Every experience starts from somewhere. Even a baby goes through milestones before reaching toddler’s stage. Without that first bold move, there will be no moments to share, and no story to tell. According to Tom Stafford, humans are curious in…
The mountain that divides us.
Summer came and gone by swiftly. Falling leaves reminded me of an attic where I used to hang out with one of my cousins. From one of the corners, we could easily hear any conversations that were going on downstairs.…
Cottage by the park.
Writing, sketching, painting… open doors to creative world. “There is room in the smallest cottage for a happy loving pair.” – Friedrich Schiller
Keep writing.
Most would have known that exciting content write-up comes not only from reading and researching but also discovering experiences from both past and present. These learnings gathered made us reflect our thoughts and even expand imaginations towards the future. Alas,…
What I saw.
Pastel blue ground, with touch of smoggy cotton plants. Trees line up in parallel, whilst withered leaves descent gracefully. Bright green, yellow and brown-coloured, like confetti sprawled on the ground. “Be a reflection of what you’d like to receive. If…
Hey, August.
You were here when I came into this world. Like the sun, often inviting. Like a lion, roars like there is no other. A woman of substance, not easily impressed. Like the gem of peridot, instils power. Like a bar…
Chasing a childhood dream.
An old fashioned hi-fi radio player sat in the hallway next to a pile of expired newspapers. Dad played it every weekday at 7 pm as soon as he returned from work in his beige uniform. It was the Mandarin…
Morning X.
Morning sun rises, with pride and confidence. Dawn chorus is heard, as Robins defend their territory. Sleepy snail grapples, for extra minutes. Dragging his muscular foot, to begin the day. Photo by chefswifediary
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