Choosing good durians My sixty-six-year old hands Get poked with pinholes

Just a waft of it Her nose crinkles with disgust She hates you, durians.

Two little durians Tiny in size they may be Wait till you smell them.

Hell on the outside, Heaven on the inside, Love it or hate it, You’ll know when you eat.   The hulking thorny beast, What a lovely feast, The divine custardy flesh, Best when taken fresh.   Hailed as the king of fruits, Aggressive it may look, Seductive is its smell, Though some say it smells like hell.   Incomparable is ...

I called my brother Chin Tian this morning to find out whether he knows which school one of my Form 6 classmates is attached to. Another college mate Jessie Goh has informed me that the classmate is teaching in Miri. As my brother used to be a school principal in Miri, I thought he may know. Unfortunately my brother does ...

A visit to the Pasar Tamu Emart can be an interesting way to kill time on a lazy Sunday. I have an Indonesian friend by the name of Dr Adrian Pangabean who has a PhD degree in economics. Whenever he visits a foreign country, he likes to visit the market and just walk around looking at the prices of vegetables, ...