Last weekend, I ventured out a similar and painful path on my bicycle towards Mersing. For months I have somewhat dreaded the Tour de Timor Race, a 450 km mountain bike race that my Gone Cyclin’ project is using the channel to fundraising through. My drive to be challenged often gets me thinking, maybe the conventional path is not so
Month: July 2010
Pa-rap-apa
Once upon a time, three young ladies who thought they were living it large by flying out to a small beach city a night. Before they departed they found out that their flight was delayed. Barappapaa… was how the weekend began, with an evening of bonding, meeting new people and dancing to the wee hours of the morning before heading
The power of the mind
Three years ago on this day, I woke up to listen to my father take his last deep breath. At 7am his spirits passed on from this life to enter the next. It troubled me how his disease had taken the best out of him so quickly. I remembered seeing exactly how he felt when the doctor said he had