I am a Tinder veteran. Naturally this throws up many inconvenient questions in a Singaporean milieu that is (or rather, pretends to be) conservative. I’ve been on Tinder for about a year now, after having joined this app out of curiosity – the anthropological kind, and the schoolboy’s kind. I mean, I have to first […]Read more "The Secret to Talking to Girls"
I started hand-washing my clothes again today. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not an unrealistic hippie with delusions about living in a pure communalistic society where everyone sings ‘Kumbaya’ in politically correct and culturally appropriate ways. In our family (and I’m guessing, most families) these days, we just tend to throw all our clothes into […]Read more "Too Much Time:"
I despise Christmas songs, with a vengeance. I used to hate Christmas too. But that’s one of the irritating things about growing up, alongside the myriad other unnerving things about growing up. You come back to an old itch or annoyance and you realise you can’t hate anything so much anymore. Because as you grow […]Read more "Let It Snow: Christmas Matters"
”Baby, I’ve been here before I know this room I’ve walked this floor I used to live alone Before i knew you” – Hallelujah, Leonard CohenRead more "This Room"
I remembered the little boy’s refrain It matters to this one, said he to the hopeless old man And so I scooped up the limp little fading starbursts TAKE ONE BECAUSE YOU’RE AWESOME We nurture them from the seed Feed them with rhythm and rhyme Bright days and quenching coolness Endless rows in great glass […]Read more "Starburst"