I THINK I have lived long enough to see both progress and heartbreak in this country. And I am still here. Still holding the same red passport, still standing up when Negaraku plays – wherever and whenever ...
THERE is a question that often arises when something big happens – a historic moment, a national milestone, a collective high. It usually begins like this: “Where were you when...?”
THERE are days when language fails us. Today is one of them. No clever line can soften what happened in the early hours of Monday. A bus carrying students of Universiti Pendidikan Sultan Idris was making ...
WE all have a room in our minds where the past lives. Some call it memory, others call it baggage. It is filled with faded moments – some precious and some painful. The successes we revisit for confidence ...
I WAS 11, sitting stiffly in a wooden chair that felt far too big for my small frame, staring at the blackboard like it held the secrets of the universe – or at least the secret to avoiding a scolding. ...