A Year of Transitions

If 2015 was the year of travel, I hereby declare 2016 as the year of transitions. Finding peace in the chaos Back in July, my mother went out for her annual executive checkup and was later hospitalised for severe anemia. What we thought would be a maximum two day hospital stay turned out to be…

Luang Prabang is my ‘Thin Place’

I sat at the back of Wat Nong Sikhounmuang, my feet tucked underneath me. The older women seated in front of me are dressed in white, with scarves draped from their left shoulder to their right hip. They came in, chattering, booklets and meditation mats in their arms. A hush falls over the temple as…

Welcome to Reality

Pick up your phone and scroll through your Instagram feed. I bet there’s one travel photo there, an OOTD snapped in front of a gorgeous landscape or some shot of food all laid out on a wooden table. There’s this friend of yours frolicking in Santorini and another surfing the waves in Baler. Everyone seems…

The Sky Over The Sea

When I was younger, my parents enrolled me and my siblings in a famous swimming school. I was an awkward 12 year old, the oldest kid in class going through treading, swimming strokes and basic ledge jumping. The question here is: why am I taking swimming lessons at that age? Most kids spend their toddler…

Follow Your Bliss

I was met with two kinds of reaction when I quit my three and a half year PR career. The first one was enthusiasm. I got this from family and friends, who for so long, had been on the receiving end of my meltdowns and breakdowns. They understood why I wanted to leave, despite moving…

How To Get Found

We lose a bit of ourselves every single day. The moment we wake up, we surrender to the daily grind and the various roles we signed up for. We constantly want things, so we devote our time and energy around dreams, goals, responsibilities. Sometimes there also are labels and titles that we chase after. And…

Strangers

Don’t you just love how an airport brims with so much mystery and possibility?

Leaving, Then Living

There was that one moment when I rode a train for twenty two hours, crossing the Thailand-Malaysia border. I’ve always wanted to do an overland crossing and I didn’t mind the long hours on a train. I had no internet connection and almost no conversation with anyone. I was alone, and yet… I didn’t feel…