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 … Continue reading Balance.


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 … Continue reading Acceptance