Writings

  • Today I witnessed an uncommon sight – a man walking and reading, reading and walking. I followed his steps with my eyes, observing his rhythmic and steady pace – one-two, one-two, one step in front of the other. His book lay open before him, held by his left arm, his fingers in the middle, gently…

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  • Road 12

    I remember the day we burned so much “old stuff” at home – school notes, tons of test scripts, scribblings from 6-year-old selves, Sunday school manuals, tattered textbooks, old dresses that could not be passed on, an obituary pamphlet of a young man who died crossing a highway, odds, and ends of a life once…

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  • Just woke up from a very vidid dream. There were many intriguing scenes before the one I woke up remembering, like a shoe falling from beyond the sky and landing in a parking lot leaving people mesmerized, and an absconding criminal being caught around my apartment (don’t ask me, I don’t know why we have…

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