Thailand Diary Ep 1: The Gunpoint Robbery

My Thailand adventures are probably the most wonderful and most painful times of my life. It was strange because when I was living in Thailand, all I ever wanted was to leave and when I finally did leave, it was with a lot of sadness and second-thoughts. One of the things I miss the most…

That time I was questioned by the Japanese police part 3

This is the part 3 and the final installation of my eventful visit to the police station. You can read the proper posts on my site (somewhere). Me: [proceeding to use my phone] P1: Please do not turn on your phone. Me: I don't remember the time - if you want to know the exact…

That time I was questioned by the Japanese police part 1

I think all my close friends know three things about me - one, I can digress. Case in point, one time I was talking to my boss during a faculty meeting and I don't exactly remember how but I managed to bring in eating little chocolate pillows for breakfast which put the conversation to a…

A tribute to the nameless other women

Have you ever wondered what happened to all the other women in songs, novels and films? You know - the ones who didn't end up with the main characters, the ones who are portrayed as villains, witches and supposed home-wreckers, and social climbers. the ones in the songs with whom the guys cheated with. In…

small reminders

it's okay to not be okay care very little about what others have to say about you remember that it doesn't matter if your story so far has been less than desirable your past mistakes don't make the sum total of who you are you're not a bad person for expressing your discomfort you're allowed…

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forehead kisses are meant for the soul i won't be washing my sheets for days when i saw you last time i kissed you i closed my eyes and tried hard to remember everything the way you taste, your smell, your fingers in my hair, on my body playing with my dress you didn't like…

Nagasaki Update: I’m a typhoon survivor

As if this whole year so far hasn't been a fucking horror show, a giant typhoon decided to make an appearance in it. If this was a novel or something, this is about the time the readers would begin to question if they should continue reading the said book.  On Friday the 4th, while D…

My Myanmar Days Ep 5: My beloved ရန္ကှန္ (Yangon)

Rangoon By Burmese Poet Moe Way (Translated by Ko Ko Thett) I hear the bells and, all is well.It’s 1 AM or 2 AM. I can’t sleep.In Rangoon, whenever an old house israzed, I walk into one street, andyet another.How curvy, and convoluted!I still hear the bells, and all is well.Everything will be renewed someday,…