It’s less than a week till the anticipated release of my first year exam results. I don’t know what to make of it. During this time, we’re all waiting for a piece of news bearing that golden ticket to the UK. There hasn’t been a phone call, an e-mail, a letter. I’m beginning to understand […]

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Shot that Albatross

Dad used to read to us Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s seven-part poem The Rime of the Ancient Mariner from an old blue pocket-size book wrapped tightly with transparent plastic. The way he read it used to give me the chills, especially when his voice dropped to a ghostly whisper at the part where the ghost ship […]

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I’m Not Here

Radiohead’s How To Disappear Completely was playing on loop in the background. I should be writing on alternative dispute resolution. That there, that’s not me I go where I please I reached for a pencil. Paper. The back of some old criminal law notes will do. Strange. I never draw on new paper. I walk […]

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Progressive Resignation?

I was so physically and mentally exhausted. Somebody told me, “Rest in God”. I was contemplating joining a cell group at church. The preacher of the week said, “If you aren’t in a cell group, I encourage you to”. I am facing temptations, a problem so big it worries me. The pastor preached on “lead […]

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First Class Happiness

Here’s Mom while we were in the waiting room before the award ceremony last year. It’s been a year exactly but it doesn’t feel so. My drawing hardly does any justice to her youthfulness and beautiful self. And it doesn’t even look alike. But it was her happiness I was trying to capture. Mom, I’ll […]

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Light Reprieve from a … Law Book?

It’s been two weeks since I’ve been here. The first few days were harried occasions, having to battle the throng of Raya shoppers (mostly Chinese) at Ikea and definitely going OD on shopping for necessities. Then, it was a battle of loneliness and absolute boredom even with my car because I barely know the roads. […]

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