Door opens, door closes. I find myself a seat next to the window, facing the same direction as the direction in which the train travels, sit down, take out a pen and paper from my cotton tote bag, and start scribbling.
Read MoreMy experience makes me start to ponder, how should we educate our children? Should we teach them to abide by social rules and expectations, and play a safe game? Or should we fan their flames, encourage them to be unapologetically themselves, sometimes even despite their own well-being?
Read MoreAt one point, even the last faint beams of sunset had vanished, so we needed to take out our torches. The person behind would shed light for the person before. I remembered the moment I stopped and turned around, I saw a mountain covered in streams of light that flowed down the slopes like gleaming water of gold. Above us, there was the Milky Way flowing across the entire sky like a river, as if the universe was reflecting back to us the grandeur of human endeavor. Since that day, I’ve stored that image in the depths of my memories, as if I knew that someday I would have to retrieve from it the missing hints I’d need to carry on.
Read MoreThinking of it, some of the most intimate moments of my life were actually shared with strangers from all around the world, people who understood nothing about me or my worries. They’ve seen me cry after waving goodbye to parents, they’ve seen me shed big bright tears after saying farewell to a lover; they've shared my sorrows, anonymously.
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