Ramblings:

On this page, I write and post articles that are usually conceived by a few ideas that I would have had while traversing the world. Since my writing process is super weird, I let said ideas simmer in my brain for weeks, months or even years till they come together and we get one of these. Every article has some sort of wisdom nugget for you to read. Take it or leave it, totally up to you.

  • Life Willing

    The bar was half-packed with people, a cacophony of overlapping noises rising in every direction. The smell of delicious food and spilled beer filled the air. Two friends sat in a booth next to the giant window, laughing and chatting animatedly. A neon sign buzzed on the wall opposite the window: “Good Food, Gooder Beer.”…

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  • Dads Are Us

    The sun shines brightly in the clear blue summer sky with some scattered wispy clouds. The heat is still gentle in the early hours of Sunday. Tall trees on the roadsides of the sub-urban neighborhood sway leisurely in the breeze. Walking on the footpath, Deepak tries to find the entrance to the gym of the…

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  • Privilege of My Problems

    Why is it hard to talk about our problems? For some people, it seems easy—they can complain about their lives without hesitation. But for many of us, there’s something uncomfortable about admitting our struggles. Maybe it’s the awareness that some problems aren’t as heavy as others, especially when privilege is involved. Last year, I was…

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  • The Last Resort

    “Do not forget your final appointment is in 15 minutes at 7:00 PM today. The client’s information is the first document in the brown file on your desk. Sorry about the inconvenience, Dr. Martin.” “It’s all right, James. An emergency is an emergency. Go and take care of your mother.” Dr. Charles Martin smiled fondly…

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  • Maybe more

    A crinkling sound echoes in the night. Underneath a half-cloudy, half-starry sky lies an empty highway. The cool night air carries a faint smell of gasoline and asphalt. Flashing neon signs show gas prices, inviting passing cars to stop. It’s a small gas station with eight pumps next to a small, enclosed kiosk. Outside the…

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  • When it’s ok to be wrong

    A while ago, I was going home after a long day of work. I exited the train station and waited at the intersection for the walking signal. Now, I don’t know about you, but I’m the kind of person who pays attention to traffic to time when the walking signal goes off. My personal reason…

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