Superman: A Tale of Two Failures

I used to rule the world. Well not really. But whenever I had sat on my Dad’s shoulders as a kid, hovering over all my kindergarten buddies, I really did feel as if the world was my little oyster. Dad was my Superman, almighty and omniscient, not to mention quite…

On Me and My Twin Brother

Here’s the thing: he’s not really my twin. YD was actually born 2 years after I was, but due to our identical…

Only In New York

Sleepy eyes were floating around, unfocused but not without purpose. Tens of people nudged and shouldered each other to fight for that elusive last spot on the subway, while those who had already secured their seats cut themselves off from the ongoing mayhem by channeling their attention onto their…

On Chapter Four

We all author our own respective books.

They say that meeting a good person is akin to reading a good book, an insightful notion with which I wholeheartedly agree. As such, my girlfriend Nicole and I label distinct points of time in our relationship as the first paragraph…