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,…

Corona Diary: Small progress is still a progress

Things I did last week: I guess we're really lucky here in Nagasaki because we're not a strict lockdown. We can walk around, and go to places as usual most of the time. Most restaurants are still operating but they recommend you to order takeout instead of sitting in. I've been jogging and it's really…

Corona Diary: Drama..drama..drama..

I swear, I swear, sometimes drama follows me. I usually just sit at home thinking of what to cook but I get roped into things I am not even aware of. The other day I was checking my messages on Facebook and I saw that I had some messages in the requests inbox as well.…

The importance of friendship

Some of my best friends ..my loves who saved my life .. I remember sitting on a bench at the Bournemouth Pier about 7 years ago. I remember the cold crisp air and the sound of the waves hitting the pier. I was so cold and I was waiting for someone to answer my call.…

If only I was a white man ..

Imagine an Asian woman, a white man, a white woman, a black man and a black woman applying for an English teaching job in a southeast Asian country. Guess who will get the job? I don't know but I'll tell you who would be considered last for the job - the Asian woman. Every country…

Nagasaki Sunday Scenes

I love fall. It's my favourite season of the year because the air is crisp and cool. When I walk in the mornings, I can feel the tips of my fingers and the veins in my cheeks in the cold air and it makes me feel extra alive. But it's also not so cold that…

Nagasaki Weekend Life: Imbibing the market

A year into moving to Nagasaki, Japan and I am starting to fall in love with the city. I used to complain how quiet and isolating it is and the city still is but I must have changed. Somehow I feel at peace mentally and physically, a type of happiness and contentment I have never…