The boy and the road

There was once a boy who traveled so far until he became a man. By the time he stopped, he could barely remember his home, why he had left, or if there was anyone waiting for him. His boyhood was a dream, painted with fleeting glimpses of different people in different places. Through all those …

The traveller

“Where are you going?” I asked the man with the weight of the world on his shoulders. He didn’t stop, but he looked back and replied, “And why are you standing still?”

Sustenance

Strive not to live with nature, but to be embrace our place within it. A recent assignment brought me to Kampung Pinggan Jaya, Kuching to look at the community ran gula apong industry. For Pak Mahli, work is a daily ritual of slipping into his yellow gum boots and strapping a can of burning mosquito …