It started with a light.

Like all things before the dawn of time immemorial, there was light and there was dark. Then came the sounds; screeching, shouting, cries for God. After that were colours, red, white, yellow. Not black, black isn’t a colour, it’s a hue, but there were…

“I believe in good.”

I believe that people are born good, not neutral, not evil, but good. I believe that artists are mostly good people, if not all. I…

“I don’t know how to start, I don’t know where, I don’t know when.”

It’s a great emotional crisis, it’s a legit call for help. This isn’t a call at three in the morning whining about my failed relationship seven years ago, it’s not. It’s that supper you and I are…

Love. What is love?

I imagine sitting in my one-room apartment, cheap and cozy, watching reruns on my laptop plugged into a giant TV screen while eating a bag of peanuts. I like peanuts, I like walnuts and salted peanuts, especially groundnuts. The…

It’s hard to begin any piece that is hard to talk about.

For a piece to be emotionally impactful, we always need a good first line, perhaps something provocative or something controversial. Like how my lecturer always says it: “controversy is good publicity.”