Cramming for exams Struggling to keep awake Heaps of black coffee

Montreal in winter At minus thirty degrees My hair stiff with ice.

A cosy cafe Coffee with scrumptious cookies Me and my friend Lan.

In the drifting snow I shivered on my way home But not my real home.

The temperature dropped Radiator malfunctioning I longed for summer.

Tu me manques Two years in a French city Je t’aime I love you.

Burning midnight oil In the uni’s library Black hair everywhere

Montreal late autumn In solitude I posed for a timer mode shot.

Thirty nine years have gone by Since I bade you goodbye But memories of you linger strong Though our time together did not last long.   With you I spent two and a quarter years That left an indelible memory I hold so dear You instilled in me a desire to learn And that respect is something I need to ...

I just got back to Miri this afternoon after spending the last two days in Kuching, savouring Kuching’s good food and meeting up with a few old friends whom I have not seen for decades. My eldest brother Tian and I flew to Kuching on Friday afternoon by Air Asia and we put up at the house of my second ...