
There is something ridiculously funny about etiquettes. And the ridiculous borders on obscene when people professing to be high on knowledge of etiquettes to construct their opinions on menfolk based on the way the latter pronounce a foreign language or the way they cross their cutlery. Today, I fou...
Posted on 26 April 2014 | 1:13 am
Read postWe all suffer from a terrible affliction. Letting books pile up, beside the lamp shade, gathering dust on bookshelves, inside almirahs, and cabinets. Tzundoku spares no one. But there are books we love, and keep coming back to. And there are books you wish to read. On the world book's day, my little...
Posted on 23 April 2014 | 4:03 pm
Read postThe spray from the high ebbs, fall on the button of my collar. I rub it off, the shine of it gets a little clearer. Getting old has been a long weary journey, every voyage stained with blood of a battle. Even when I came back home, the clinching forks made my teeth rattle. Many mates I have lost, so...
Posted on 2 February 2014 | 12:33 pm
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