I spent this weekend reading this book and it's a weekend well spent! Ms.Chan shares her rough journey to forge a path for her own life. A different path from what her family, her relatives, and her culture expect from her. Her story is pretty much relatable to me. In many Asian cultures, a woman … Continue reading The Tao of Self-Confidence
Stories
Tea, always.
A slow afternoon. It’s raining.A romantic drizzle, a cool breeze. It’s daydream-perfect. The mug can be refilled as many times as I like. I’m sitting on the porch. The neighborhood is quiet, prayers from the nearby mosques fill the wet air. There’s magic in the rain—or so I believe. I made a new friend today, … Continue reading Tea, always.
A monologue
(Lights up. A lone figure, mid-thirties maybe, sits at a table, phone in hand. She sighs, puts the phone down, and starts talking—not to anyone in particular. Maybe to herself. Maybe to us.) You know, today... I write just to stop myself from scrolling.Insta-land. Meta-land. Scroll-ville. Whatever we’re calling it now.I’m trying to escape it, … Continue reading A monologue
Wintering.2
Write a love letter to your winter self—the version of you that withdraws, slows down, and rests. Dear wintering self, Take your time to rest—it’s okay, truly. You’ve been doing your part: working hard, showing up, day after day. You even make space to greet your dear friends with warmth. But today, you're home. You're … Continue reading Wintering.2
Family
It was one of those low-energy days—the kind where the bed feels like a warm cloud and adult responsibilities feel like a cruel joke. All I wanted to do was sleep and maybe sleep some more. But no, Fate (and my husband) had other plans. Today, we had to attend a visit—capital V, because this … Continue reading Family
Stillness
"If you don’t like where you are, move!" they say. But the trees stand still, unbothered.They do not book tickets, pack bags, or rent new skins to impress their neighbors.They simply grow in the same soil, year after year. And do we admire the trees for staying? No.We glorify movement instead. In some cultures in … Continue reading Stillness
Let them
Life has a way of testing us when we least expect it. Lately, I’ve been carrying a weight heavier than I ever imagined—financial stress, the pressure of being the sole provider, and the uncertainty of when things will finally turn around. But beyond the struggle itself, there’s another burden I never anticipated: the voices of … Continue reading Let them
Reunion.2
Walking into that reunion, I wasn’t sure what to expect. Twenty-five years had passed since I last sat in that classroom, surrounded by friends who spoke a language I barely understood yet welcomed me anyway. Would they remember me? Had I left a mark? Why had I come at all? And yet, the moment I … Continue reading Reunion.2
Unique
At the moment, I’m in “should I walk the talk?” mode. This evening, I’m teaching about learning new things—how we can develop a unique skill set that no one else has but us. It’s an English class for a young adult—yes, singular, just one student. I’m that picky. I handpick my students myself. Or, if … Continue reading Unique
Exhaustion
We never yell at each other, no matter how hard it gets. And tonight, we’re having a little celebration—not because things are easy, but because we’re still here. Still standing, still trying. The weight of our struggles sits between us like an unspoken guest at the table. "This being human is a guest house," Rumi … Continue reading Exhaustion
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