Out of the Twin’s Mirrors

For years, the red pillars stood daunting. A silent reminder of the time when I was a prisoner of the twin’s mirrors. The madman said that memories become stories when they are forgotten. I was no believer in forgetting, until the time I stood by these pillars and could barely remember the exact reason for my…

Back to Bookworm Life in 2017

Reading was slow last year. I’ve bought less books [compared to previous years] and read even less. Last December , someone received a book for our team’s exchange gift, and I wanted one even though I was over the moon with the gift I received. This might have shown on my face because I received…

Sandman Overture: A Journey Back to Endless

Neil Gaiman is one of my favorite storytellers. And I have a slight obsession with the world of the Endless. So when it was announced two years ago that this English writer will be returning to the worlds of dreams, I was one of those who panicked. Yes, panicked because I don’t have the complete…

IndoChina Trip: Temple In the Sky

[LATE POST] The Preah Vihear Temple is known as the temple in the sky. It is an ancient Hindu temple dedicated to Shiva and was built in the 9th century atop the Dangrek mountain range. It was listed as a UNESCO World Heritage site last 2008. Preah Vihear province is a five-hour van ride from Siem…

The Sleeper and The Spindle

  She was one of those forest witches, driven to the margins a thousand years ago, and a bad lot. She cursed the babe at birth, such that when the girl was eighteen she would prick her fingers and sleep forever. It’s my first book of the year and from my favorite author! A friend and…

Someday

Someday, I’ll write about you. That careless way you twirl. The way your eyes light up when you smile. Someday, we’ll dance again all afternoon. And when we’re spent we’ll lie on the grass. Maybe watch the sun say goodbye to the world. Or gaze at stars all night long. Someday. Stay close. Don’t wander…