Good old Clive

The usual Friday evening, I was swimming and enjoying the skill I developed last year. Simple doggy style makes me feel good, while the freestyle makes me pant in one length — I don’t know butterfly, breast stroke or any other advanced style, and so I stick to the elementary way; it takes away most of…

From the backseat

I am waiting for the bus 192 holding my closed grey umbrella; it has been a long time since I’ve waited for a bus.

It’s a lazy Sunday and I’m not in a hurry, but I do miss my cycle.

Full breakfast

A family of three is sitting diagonal to me.

Mom asks the kid,“You all right, love?”

Then mom shows dad the picture which their son took last night. The tone of her voice says she is proud of the picture her son had captured.