The Day My Mother Died

Don't you have the same too once in a while? That there is a movie in your head? On repeat? Over and over again? This I have recently. The day my mother died. I realized that I never put it on paper, this day, this rather special day in a way. Not for me but …

Facewell Facebook (pt 4)

Facebook is a terrible invention. I am happy that I am out of there, though it is only a month or so. However, it is enough time to have 'forgotten' about it, how it is not part of my life anymore, or, how I'm no longer part of Facebook's money making machine. But I also …

DFC

Or, a Decent F*cking Car! And that was badly needed... Her old pikanto is done driving regularly 70km a day in whatever rush hour traffic... The poor thing had a hard time climbing up hills near Ipoh on the way to Kuala Lumpur, as I used to travel from and to there often. Now the …