Culture and tradition weave the tapestry of our identity. Every community takes pride in the customs they follow and the values they adhere to. It is hoped that these beliefs are practiced by one generation after another. But can the legacy be comfortably handed down at the crossroads where the winds of a new culture … More Touching Chords, Raising Questions: What Will People Say?
A New Day With a vacant mind I hear the sounds of silence in the stillness of the night. What do I look for tomorrow? Smiles and sunshine, A new day that will renew my hopes, bring in promises, and double the joys of my mundane existence. Rains I hear you knock on the window … More As Random Thoughts Come to the Mind
At five feet, two and a half inches, I do not consider myself tall. Nor do I think that I am short. I tell myself that I am of a reasonable height. However, I have not stopped buying those high heels whenever they are on sale. I am yet to figure out whether I wear … More Sayonara Kutsū
Traversing the miles, uprooting from that distant village, he barely thinks about them all till a pungent smell brings back those years, all the same, once again. Playing one after another, the scenes zoom in his mind’s eye, never seeming to stop. A paradox towers; albeit sweet musings, they only make him see his wretched … More The Pungent Smell
Intelligence, commitment, passion, versatility, good looks: he has them all. What tightly cements these qualities to build his tall tower of accomplishments is modesty, that admirable virtue that sometimes ceases to exist in an individual reaching his level of success. But he is different from the rest, for this powerhouse of talent is humility personified. … More An Evening With the Star
In just five days, the glitz, the grandeur, the celebration will grace Mother’s Day. I believe we do not have to wait till then to honor our mothers. For all what they do for us, the invaluable role that they play in the family, and the sacrifices they make to keep the merry notes playing … More Thoughts of Love
The azure sky changed into a garment of orangish-red as the sun setting in the horizon mutely signaled the end of the day. The dogwood blossoms fell to the ground, spreading a white carpet around the trunk. They planned to exit in silence, to come back again the next year. To adorn the garden, the … More When Silence Tells
