A Horse with No Name

I went to the desert in a horse with no name… song keeps playing in my head. But yes, I went to the desert a few weeks ago. I was planning to write about it but life got in the way. (“Got in the way” means my mind got in the way. My life is…

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Photo was taken from Anna Akana’s instagram account. We started life in a clean slate. The polarity of how we view the world right after we got out of our mother’s womb is mostly based on our own unique temperaments and how our primary caregivers handled us as brand new humans who are still in…

The Tree with No Name

We love spending some of our free time behind the glass door. We people watch and try to take in some dust filled oxygen into our lungs every now and then. I used to do this on my own. But today, our receptionist Madame T. invited me to watch as the children made their way…

Bullet Journal

These are very obvious but you need a reminder so here they are: Three cups of hot tea won’t win over a 3 degree celsius winter but it can keep you warm, for a while. People leave, honey. The number of people leaving is unbearable. Now come on and give yourself a tight hug. Don’t…

Medical-Surgical Ward

On their grimaces and weak sighs, burdened coughs and labored breaths, the struggle for life seems too absurd. “Look for my medicines.” The urgency on his tone made it sound like a desperate plea that he doesn’t want to die today… or EVER. “Please look for my medicines.” Please save him from his mortality.  

21:00

  It is 9 in the evening when she decided to stand just a few inches behind the glass door. But unlike the many nights she had spent looking at the world outside of the four walls she has been spending her days in, tonight is one of the many deja vus she has collected…

Emergency Room

She is 9 years old but only a few inches shorter than a 25 year old fully grown Southeast Asian. She is Egyptian and a sweet little lady who smiles despite swollen lymph nodes and tonsillitis. She looks away but still wears a faint smile as her blood was drawn for analysis. She flinches a…

Who Are We?

Most human interactions that we see now are mostly parasitic. We do our best not to be cynical about people. We can place a wide curtain of giving them the benefit of the doubt to the point of falling into the deep well of naivity. Then we surprise ourselves, yet again, for being presented with…

I Love You

Let me start by saying, wow. It’s been 2 years since I have last written on this blog and 4 years since I have been an active blogger. I have revisited this from time to time and it never failed to make me smile. I am glad I started this. It brings back lots of…