There used to be a rubbish heap under the great tree in Dhoby Ghaut with a sarabat stall parked next to it. It was a low, sprawling rubbish heap made up of the usual things—refuse...

Knowing, above all, that I would come looking, and find what he had left for me, all that remained of The Jungle Book in the pocket of his doctor’s coat, that folder-up, yellowed page torn...

Sentosa. Sounds romantic all right. So this is the progress you’re talking about?

English. That was where I met him.

I mostly believe, deep in my bones, that life is very simply beyond description; regardless of what one makes of it, life always spills over the parameters of how anyone has chosen to define it.

People say that your life flashes before your eyes before you die, but they’re wrong. It’s not your life that passes before you, it’s the regrets that do.

…Love can give you the most exhilarating wonderful highs at times… …Then there will be dives that will take all you have just to hold on… Quote on the Title Page of “Love TORN Asunder

Because you live to love and love to live/ And because of what your heardrum will give/ Now we might love to live and live to love.

In its basic form, nursing can be seen as a duty, but beyond the incessant operational activities that lay the foundation of our daily work, the profession is all about grace. Helping people is a...

For her and Nurul merely to share a meal cooked in their own kitchen was a triumph; to wake up together each morning a luxury.

Brian organised for the body to be flown back.