Swimming
A mini-heat wave is upon us. Thirty degrees and rising. A taster to say, enjoy the last of the Indian summer before Autumn chases it away. An article I read Continue Reading →
Tag: Childhood
Childhood days in Perumpuzha
The rattling sound as the sliding grilles are prised open wakes me up. The radio is being turned on and “Vande maatharam” is recited across the nation’s radio waves in Continue Reading →
Lakshmi at the soft ball play centre
“No fireworks, no fireworks” Lakshmi cried. She didn’t want to see the sparkles in the night sky. Having her hair washed has left her traumatised. She shielded her eyes from Continue Reading →
Age of Glory and nostalgia
The sky is grey and the air heavy with mist as I get into my car to drive to work. I’m running a little late but it is okay, I Continue Reading →
Stories to inspire
Reading James Comey and Arnold Schwarzenegger’s stories about their rise to fame and their careers was indeed an eye opener. Two personalities, I had formed unfavourable opinions about. I had Continue Reading →
Hainault Forest Country Park
The local pubs were doing ‘Royal Wedding’ themed dinners on Saturday. I was working and wasn’t sure what time I would finish and get home. So instead we opted to Continue Reading →
SSLC and rank holders
The class conversation turns to languages and our SSLC results. Languages were never my strong point. I never did enjoy learning Malay in my younger days. I somehow scraped through Continue Reading →
School autograph
Today is the only completely free day I have. I am planning to laze around all day. When I am here, I hardly lift a finger and make the most Continue Reading →
Bukit Ibam and more childhood memories
‘Nostalgic memories can evoke happiness’ the article said. I search my brain for my earliest memories. I see myself hiding under my bed to get away from the noise of Continue Reading →
Bukit Ibam and ‘Kookaburra’
Since starting my blog a few schoolmates from Bukit Ibam have contacted me. Some have vivid memories. Some have returned to Bukit Ibam with their parents. It sounds like there Continue Reading →
