On my last night in my home country, I suggested that we walk around after dinner. I was with my sister and my former manager who somehow became my adoptive father. His wife also became my adoptive mother in my country. On our walk, we spotted a typical live band. We decided to sit on…
The Stillness that Remains In the beginning, I was the sparkWhen I breathed, water flowedWhen I opened my eyes, the air wrapped meWhen I let out a cry, the sun knew my voice It whispered: You were real before you were namedYou were seen before you were lovedYou were endless before you were weighedYou are…
Neuroscientists unlocks the key to encoding and recalling memories. A coherent narrative may serve as the framework through which the hippocampus processes real-life memory. Memory is a powerful agent. Remembering information helps us carry out simple tasks and progressively learn more complex concepts. Memories help us create mental models of the world, allowing us to…
Much is said about the diaspora, whether forced political displacements or voluntary transnational mobility. We come in varying forms as first- or second-generation, third-culture children or with mixed heritage. So, here you aretoo foreign for hometoo foreign for here. Never enough for both. Ijeoma Umebinyuo, Questions for Ada Being foreign for here is a very known consequence…
I discovered Daylio when it popped up in Google Play Store as I was searching for a totally different app, a city-based social networking app which a friend of mine suggested. Listed as Editor’s Choice with a 4.8 rating, Daylio is a diary, journal, and mood tracker. Interesting. I like journaling. I forgot about the social networking…
I imagine going out during winter like silently going to battle. First you wear a flimsy coat, a little silky scarf and high leather boots in November, acknowledging that it could get chilly but you chill with fashion and dignity. It’s almost December. You decide it’s time for the real winter coat, you know the…
I watched City of Prague Philharmonic orchestra concert and at the part where they played John Williams’s scores, I wanted to write more about Star Wars quickly before the intermission ends. The music that plays when Luke Skywalker got out of his tiny dwelling place and we saw him in the middle of the vastness…
I just got home from my jazz and ballet classes. For a boyish girl who held a male-dominated job for a decade and who is more likely to take up martial arts as in the past, I sometimes ask myself: How did I end up here? There’s never a day when I don’t ask myself,…
Asia. A photo of an office. Purple sweater, ballet flats and stuffed tigers. Cookies in a jar. Forgotten Economist magazines in the lull of 1:01 pm. Maps taped on the wall, how wonderful and telling. How equally beautiful if not more, those old yellowed rolled-up maps. Were these inherited from the giants who stood before…
I read the The Accidental Universe by Alan Lightman last year and it was such an insightful read. It is helpful to read the book slowly, not because of scientific jargon as all the relevant science are explained thoroughly. But read the book slowly to let the thoughts simmer in your head and marvel at the universe and our…
