My Last Breath

Daddy,
Every step I took
made me breathless
My legs were wobbly
and I couldn’t stand anymore
My throat hurt
every time I gasped for air
Why did this happen to me?

Daddy,
Smoke came out of your mouth
I thought that was cool
So this is what I could smell
when I was inside mommy’s womb
Every puff of smoke you took
left me breathless and weak
back in there and right now.

Daddy,
I’ve fought the urge to sleep
but I can do it no more
As my panting got faster
I slowly closed my eyes
I looked at you one last time
and took in my last … .

Kaching Kaching

சிறு துளி பேரு வெள்ளம்

$mall droplet$ of water will cause big flood

One of the first proverbs I learnt in primary school swam through my mind. When I read an article in The Star about a mother trying to teach her children the importance of saving up money, I was reminded of my childhood. I was given my piggy bank when I went to kindergarten when I was six. Well, it was not exactly a piggy bank. I remembered my first money box was a cylinder wrapped with a picture of beachside. It was colourful and lasted for around seven years even though it was made of cardboard. I still remember the joy I felt whenever I put in some coins inside my money box. (Yippie!!!! Kaching Kaching!)

My mother would give me thirty cents per schooling day (later it increased to fifty cents in Year Three and RM1 in Year 6). I used to ‘ikat perut’ in my school just to put the money in my precious money box. I opened my first savings account in Year One with the help of my class teacher. Every three months, I would count the coins collected in my money box, exchange the coins

Ever since I landed in...

Penang.

I'm back home after eight months in Toronto. The journey back home was long and tiring, but I'm glad it was. I have been living in the land of boredom ever since I came back to Penang, and the journey back home was one of the very few memorable things that has happened to me in the month of May so far.

Home hasn't changed that much. I feel as if I just left Penang yesterday. Well, I gotta admit I've forgotten the routes for some places (knowing me =P ), but comparatively Penang is still the Penang that I knew. Home-cooked meals, onlining, driving, lifeless-ing... yep, pretty much still the same.

I had the eagerness to revise some university materials back at home before flying here. However, it diminished for some reason after I stepped into my