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Running Wind contest

Posted on Sunday, July 20, 2008. Filed under: competition, prose |

my humble piece at The Clarity of Night. please give me your feedback. thanks!

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I Remember

Posted on Wednesday, July 16, 2008. Filed under: prose |

Never mind the bitter wind that caresses the stripped surface of our bodies. Your arms snaking round my waist from behind are a sweet reminder of our undying love as fragments of our lives invade my state of mind.
I remember the times we spent playing ‘cooking’ in the barnyard when we were five, the [...]

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dripping

Posted on Wednesday, June 18, 2008. Filed under: prose, reflections |

the text was loud when the sovereign seed, tree and soul delivered the punch that sent the wired one scrambling. the horn was read and the cause for fireworks could never have been underachieved. the route, the one with the narrowest width, is now set for as long as time exists. the [...]

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“Whispers”

Posted on Wednesday, February 27, 2008. Filed under: competition, prose |

i wrote again.

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Truth

Posted on Wednesday, January 16, 2008. Filed under: lessons, life, prose |

Truth is like childbirth - necessary but excruciating.
I really didn’t know what to say when I learned about it. If she regarded me as a spouse, then I must have been an ass to believe her.
How could she hide this from me? How long did she think she could hide? Four days? [...]

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Sudden Death

Posted on Thursday, January 3, 2008. Filed under: life, prose |

Last month, I was just talking to Mr Chan at the coffeeshop. He was saying that the government should do something about the high cost of living and the low salary. The next morning, he dropped dead in the bedroom from a heart attack.
Last week, I met Susan at Coffee Bean. We [...]

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Fourteen Minutes

Posted on Wednesday, December 26, 2007. Filed under: prose |

It was 2.42 p.m. At Tamarind station, several passengers boarded the empty last carriage and settled down. Less than a minute later, the train moved off the station and headed east.
Sitting by the window, Selena stared at the passing images as the train moved along the track. She was not sure if [...]

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Fourteen Minutes (Final Part)

Posted on Wednesday, December 26, 2007. Filed under: prose |

Almost abruptly, the train slowed down. But hardly anyone noticed that as all of them were on the floor in various crouching or squatting positions. Then to everyone’s astonishment, the train dragged to a stop gently. All the passengers on board stood slowly, and looked through the windows. Many people had [...]

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Fourteen Minutes (Part V)

Posted on Sunday, December 23, 2007. Filed under: prose |

It was 2.55 p.m. The train seemed to have difficulty maintaining speed, thus the ride was pretty rough for the passengers, some of whom were still desperately trying to find their way out, while others had seemingly given up hope as they settled back into their seats. With so little time left, [...]

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Fourteen Minutes (Part IV)

Posted on Friday, December 21, 2007. Filed under: prose |

Selena chose to help Lee Hoon in her last moments of life. Though she felt bitter towards James and the thought of suicide still lingered, she felt that Lee Hoon probably needed her now. She just sat by her and encouraged her to continue breathing slowly.
Lee Hoon, on the other hand, had her [...]

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Fourteen Minutes (Part III)

Posted on Tuesday, December 18, 2007. Filed under: prose |

“…The moment I finish my last word, each of you on board will have fourteen minutes left to live. Let me explain. I’m going to drive the train all the way to the terminal station, and I will not stop. I will push the train all the way to the end of [...]

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Fourteen Minutes (Part II)

Posted on Saturday, December 15, 2007. Filed under: prose |

Then, someone spoke over the public address system. It was the train operator.
“Time checked, 2.44 p.m. Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen! This is your train captain, Fred, who has the absolute pleasure of ferrying all you dearest passengers from station to station.”
Selena was jolted out of her sorrow. Teck Meng stopped [...]

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Fourteen Minutes (Part I)

Posted on Friday, December 14, 2007. Filed under: prose |

It was 2.42 p.m. At Tamarind station, several passengers boarded the empty last carriage and settled down. Less than a minute later, the train moved off the station and headed east.
Sitting by the window, Selena stared at the passing images as the train moved along the track. She was not sure if [...]

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Holly’s Wood

Posted on Saturday, December 1, 2007. Filed under: fairy tale, prose |

The seed came into her hands and went straight into the mud. Mum said it would grow into a fine tree, and Holly believed her.
So day after day, she would religiously shower a great abundance of water and everlasting love, knowing the seed would grow into the fine tree Mum told her. Water [...]

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Not Me

Posted on Monday, November 26, 2007. Filed under: prose, reflections |

Am I dreaming? I think so. Or, I should like to think so? Perhaps, I’m no longer sure now. In fact, I don’t think I’m sure now. Is this actually the kind of world I long for? Maybe, just maybe there is another better place out there?
What was it [...]

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buried

Posted on Monday, November 19, 2007. Filed under: prose, reflections |

buried underneath a pile of sliced bark and words, i’m attempting to stay upbeat, looking up, like john waiting patiently by his daddy, quietly hoping that his wish of getting that prized archie comics would be granted. 23 has probably become an enigma that even a solomon can’t make out, leaving only a [...]

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Mahjong

Posted on Saturday, November 3, 2007. Filed under: dark, prose |

You know how it feels when people all round you doubt your words, especially your loved ones. Gutted. That’s what I’m feeling right now.
I was just sitting there alone, staring out into the darkness, while everybody else was busy catching up with relatives and old pals from work or school. It was [...]

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only blue

Posted on Thursday, October 25, 2007. Filed under: colour, feelings, human nature, music, prose, reflections, wonderment |

just the other day, i was exhaling wholeheartedly everything that was up in the mind. never thought i could do it so well, and could never have imagined that i was actually swimming with you in the pool of possibilities. bet you didn’t think that your actions could mean so much the other [...]

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A Convenient Truth (my blog action day bit)

Posted on Monday, October 15, 2007. Filed under: blog action day, climate change, prose |

15 October 2007
An Eyewitness Police Report
I’m not good with words. But I could try and describe briefly what I saw.
There she was, lying in a pool of blood, behind a dark alley called Slora Orbit. I couldn’t make out how she was dressed for her clothes had been torn apart. [...]

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I’m in a good mood today!

Posted on Tuesday, September 25, 2007. Filed under: feelings, love, prose |

Dear God, I’m in a good mood today! Do you know why? Daddy has finally looked at me today! It was such a magical feeling! And I counted; he looked at me four times!
I woke up this morning, thinking that it was just going to be another day. In fact, [...]

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Going

Posted on Monday, September 17, 2007. Filed under: feelings, pain, prose |

I looked at the summit I was about to mount. I knew it was more than daunting. However, I wanted very much to try it for my own purpose and for my folks’ sake. After all, they gave me the belief, the love and the encouragement I so badly needed. It [...]

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Alpha

Posted on Saturday, September 8, 2007. Filed under: dark, poetry, prose |

I sat in the dark room, thinking that I was alone and waiting for the master. Lo and behold, his hand slipped into mine. Before I could react, his deep sullen voice echoed softly into my ear, “Take this. It is what you are asking for.” A tiny scroll was conveniently [...]

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What’s On His Mind

Posted on Wednesday, September 5, 2007. Filed under: dialogue, prose |

Is that a dog? Tell me it’s a dog.
Nah! Take a closer look. It’s not a bitch.
I said it’s a dog, not a bitch.
To think that you attended primary school. Bitches are dogs, but not all dogs are bitches.
It’s a dog, right?
Come on, look carefully. It’s a cat, for Pete’s [...]

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Alice and Dodo

Posted on Monday, September 3, 2007. Filed under: animals, dialogue, prose |

Alice: Are you sure you want to do this?
Dodo: Hmm…I think so. Hey, am I the king?
Alice: Yes.
Dodo: So I can do whatever I want?
Alice: You can do whatever you want.
Dodo: Right! I will do it.
Alice: Are you really sure about it?
Dodo: I think so. I’m the king, right?
Alice: You are the [...]

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Closer

Posted on Wednesday, August 29, 2007. Filed under: feelings, prose |

I had a dream last night. I dreamt that you were in paradise, having lots of fun. The ferris wheel was spinning in tune with your whistle. My god, since when you knew how to whistle. You were jumping in the bouncing castle, watching the roller coaster at the same time. [...]

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devil me angel

Posted on Tuesday, August 28, 2007. Filed under: human nature, humour, prose |

me: i’ve sinned again.
devil: the only way to rid your transgression is to rid you. give you to me!
me: really?
angel: no! the only way to rid your transgression is to rid God.
me: so there’s nothing in this world that can be labelled as sin? and no guilt?
devil: right!
three of us laugh.
“Boom!”
devil is exterminated [...]

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The Shift

Posted on Wednesday, August 15, 2007. Filed under: prose |

Could it be that I had failed you so innocuously that you had to fail me? No, it couldn’t be. That cut I gave you would breach the toughest of all defences. How could it be so painless? Something else must have ensued. No, someone else could be the artist [...]

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an honourable mention

Posted on Monday, August 6, 2007. Filed under: competition, prose |

my story, Miss James, has received an honourable mention over at Jason’s latest writing contest. it’s really a privilege to be rubbing shoulders and sharing honours with some very established writers. this has further reaffirmed my faith in my own writing. i will keep writing.

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great to be back!

Posted on Tuesday, July 31, 2007. Filed under: Bucephalus, competition, news, poetry, prose, reflections, thankful, work |

guys, i’m back. if you miss me, i thank you!
i want to thank Bucephalus for taking care of this place in my absence. some lovely writings from Bashō! you are good, you beast! and thank you all for giving him your lovely support and encouragement!
my pleasure. will do a better [...]

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Lake, Castle, Cloud

Posted on Wednesday, July 11, 2007. Filed under: feelings, prose, tales, tribute |

He gazed at the cloud. The one that had always been there for him every morning. Its lofty position had never been swayed. Not even the strongest of storms could move it an inch. He was certain that God had specially created that cloud just for him. He smiled regrettably. [...]

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