Yay I remember watching old Tamil black and white films with my grandfather, who used to add little commentaries about the actors on the screen, …
Yay or Nay: Holding Onto the Past

Be the Voice that Echoes
Yay I remember watching old Tamil black and white films with my grandfather, who used to add little commentaries about the actors on the screen, …
Disclaimer: The following article discusses topics of sensitive nature (bullying, verbal abuse, sexual abuse, mentions of suicide, and discrimination) which may be upsetting and/or controversial …
Let’s face it. Everyone—or most people I know—claims to have a bad memory, and if you’re reading this article, you most likely believe you’re an …
Bubble My days seem to blend together. I’d wake up. Look at the outside world. See what I’d always see. Try to pass the time. …
A storm is brewing, she thinks. A squid might have made a home in the sky, careless ink staining the clouds grey. It crackled in …
Nervous may have been an understatement to what Yuet Ling was feeling. The painful ache in her stomach and the constant drumming of her fingers …
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Happiness was a strange concept. It was only an emotion, but it was something she could never have. It felt like something floating around her, …
The Depp v Heard “Show” It was practically impossible not to get sucked into the rabbit hole of what seemed to be the greatest show …
“What are you?” This question is far from being unknown to many; an echo that has undulated across one’s recollection of memories and will most …