Captured Scene: Beautiful Cambodian, SiemReap, Cambodia

Angkor the play field of this beautiful littlle Cambodian girl. I wonder what she's watching the passersby tourists...

Angkor Wat… is the playing field of this beautiful little Cambodian girl. I wonder what she is thinking watching the passersby tourists… Looking into her facial expression melts my heart… Glad to be back in Cambodia… =)

“LOVE… it surrounds every being and extends slowly to embrace all that shall be.” -Khalil Gibran

Recycle Bin

Isn't it BEAUTIFUL? :))

Isn’t it BEAUTIFUL? :))

Staring at the dashboard.

 For a long time.

No words seem to come out.

Looking for inspiration.

Nada .

That creative juice.

I’m convinced writing cannot be forced.

It has to come naturally.

Natural is but normal?

What is normal is dictated by norms.

Should there be norms about writing?

Writing is an art.

Art is an expression.

Expression is action.

Action can be edited.

Or deleted.

When something is edited

Does it change reality?

Reality can be deleted.

When everything is deleted

There’s one last option –

Restore it from the Recycle Bin.


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Captured Scene: Flat Tire, Genting Highlands, Malaysia

After visiting Batu Caves and seeing Petronas Tower, the girls are still in a high energy to go to Genting Highlands...

Last Friday, I accompanied my friends for a short weekend get away as Monday was a public holiday. After visiting Batu Caves and seeing Petronas Tower, the girls are still in a high energy to go to Genting Highlands. We rented a cab for an uber expensive price, as there was shortage of buses on that day. Ended up stranded for a little while… Thanks to the PrimeRonda who helped our captain fix the broken tire. Looks like the girls enjoyed the ride :P

And don’t be sorry.” – Jack Kerouac


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A Short Poem: Transcendence

Happy Oktoberfest! I mean, October first! :P

I thought, for a change, I will share a poem. This blog has a page for “Poetry” but nothing has been written. I have a collection of poems that I opted not to publish because I may be too shy and not ready for public scrutiny ;). It is in my undisclosed blog where I write stuff that I cannot share with the public. For the time being. Let this be, an exception :).A short poem about TRANSCENDENCEThis was written for someone, whom in so many ways, with little time, have touched my life and have affected what I have become now. I wish you joy from here and beyond. Until we meet again. xxx

Captured Scene: Rangitoto Island, Auckland, New Zealand

Overlooking Rangitoto Island from Mt Eden on a sunny windy day :)

Overlooking Rangitoto Island from Mt Eden on a sunny windy day :)

“Climb the mountains and get their good tidings.
Nature’s peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees.
The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop off like autumn leaves”. – J. Muir

US Embassy: I Was Disappointed But Thanks Anyway

US Embassy SingaporeDear US Embassy,

It took me a month before I was able to compose a letter. For this context, come up with a post. I couldn’t reconcile what title I would be making of: “I was rejected by the US Embassy“, “An Open Letter to the US Embassy“, “For the very first time, I got my visa application rejected“, “I Hate You US Embassy“… The latter seemed most fitting for the disappointment I was feeling that time. I knew I was not being rationale. What hate would do? It won’t change the situation. Moreover, it’s a plain waste of time and energy. It’s past. It belongs to the past. Move on.

Once I accepted it, I felt relieved. What’s left are learnings. Continue reading