Category Family

cat’s in the cradle.

Papa. You’re the only person in this world who let me grow my hair the way it was. Outlandish, all over the place and never straight – and you never complained about it. You’re the only person who would sit down with me at 4 in the morning and watch football with me – even […]

the Benetton and me.

Aye, it’s my first ever #storytimeSundays post, and I wanted to post this a long time ago, but saved it for today – which I am excited to share. Context: I was about 4 years old when this happened, and this is one of my earliest memories. It is also the age where I learnt […]

my father’s eyes. 

A few nights ago, I dreamt of you in my fuzzy state and the aftermath of eating truffle drenched in Curacao. Now, marks the start of Formula 1 in Singapore – and I can’t tell you about it. I miss you more than ever. I dreamt of the good things – when I was still […]

follow (me)

I’m a little late to the #F1Summer gang, and I apologise for it. I’ve been busy. Most of my friends are going off to university next week, while I, begin what I would like to call, a fulfilling gap year. I must say, I kinda miss going back to school (I probably won’t when I do start next […]

am I too kind?

Am I too kind? Is there ever a time where someone can be “too kind”? Yeah, it’s a good feeling to be kind and let things slide as there are other things that are worth more than getting angry over the smallest of things. However, there is always a limit. I probably have hit mine. […]