Balance.

The road was wide open; nobody except me and my dad on his old scooter which I hated. He was going slow, which I hated more. "C'mon! There's nobody else on the road, what's the worse that could happen? Go faster!" I groaned. A few moments later, I could see other vehicles crossing us, passing…

Acceptance

Two wrinkled figures face each other in a coffee shop right beside the sidewalk. A mini chessboard with tiny pawns scattered on either sides lay on the table. "My father amassed a fortune when he returned from the war. While it had its own traumatic effects, war made him realise how important family is to…

Son.

Up and down his wrinkles, blood ran down his wrists. A stream dripped from finger nails as he clutched onto his walking stick harder, trying to take another step to the wash basin. Another step forward and he was on the floor, in a puddle that he coughed up. The skinny feet were now numb.…