As our hearts change, so do our leadership legacies.
The story of an overseas Singaporean who returns home. Evoking both personal experiences and universal themes, The Merchant of Stories shows us that no misstep is ever a mistake.
Real, resolute and heartfelt harmony as a natural state of affairs has never been achieved anywhere. What is often dubbed harmony is simply the temporary absence of open conflict for when our injustices are tolerable, we do not possess the desire or the capacity to create open conflict.
Asian political dynasties, anchored by strong male leaders of the past, are woven into the fabric of the continent.
Like the Banyan Tree, the roots that have been ripped out, will eventually return from the sky and back to the earth--where life that was once so mercilessly uprooted will return to take root once more.
This poem is dedicated to the bravest and strongest woman I have ever had the pleasure of knowing.
Where did I get this ludicrous idea that material comforts are a final destination?
Our imagination is not simply make-believe but evidence of the existence of lifeforms out there that we cannot even imagine, let alone begin to comprehend.
"We are all part of an interconnected tapestry whose workings are beyond our wildest imagination."
We refuse to be tamed. We always have, since the beginning of time. No matter how many battles we fight, how many eras we struggle through, how much pain we endure, we never stop till we achieve our goals. Look at all the historical stories or mythological tales, and you will find that we have always managed to fight our fears and emerge victorious.