It is not with the lyre of someone in love that I go seducing people. The rattle of the leper is what sings in my hands. Wednesday, September 03, 2008. Today as I skip to the rhythm. Of nursery rhymes and hop-scotch from Narnia. Stories to fairy tales, I see a rainbow. Perhaps because I have never seen. And leaving behind my toys of gold. I climb it to reach the door-less.

Heading home, bone-weary,. Riding on the last train for the northeast line. With his eyes closed, his mind fading out on itself. One dark memory falling into the next,. The doubts emerge, one by one, like small,. Implacable stars, tugging at each other. From distances impossible to resolve,. End, breaks into consciousness,. The doors sliding open, the last passengers.

Sunday, September 7, 2014. Sheraton Towers Singapore - Feels Like Home. Even though there is no exclusive check-in for guests under the Towers Executive Programme, check-in was a breeze, and in less than 5 mins we were on the way to our room. A few days later .