Let the record show

30 04 2016

Let the record show:
Flowing waters almost always
Climb uphill.

This ‘retreat’
Is no small matter;
Walls and pillars have formed,

Architecture water
Could never have;
An unrecognisable animal

It’s aggression
Pull fish away
From the lonely sea shells

Standing at full height
The sun gave it
Colourful, everchanging tattoos

Bright light blinding
Small passerbys,
With soothing pain.

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An Open Letter to University Freshmen

30 04 2016

Dear Freshmen,
When you meet someone you don’t know in the corridor
and you are both waiting for the same class,
Introduce yourself.
At least, when you enter the tutorial,
you’ll have a new friend to sit with.

Dear Freshmen,
If you don’t find your life partner at freshman orientation,
it’s okay.
That doesn’t mean you aren’t going to.
And if you are jealous of the other freshmen,
the ones that got together right after camp,
just remember: people break up.
Just because there is a goalkeeper
doesn’t mean you cannot score.
Just don’t be too vindictive about it.

Dear Freshmen,
Don’t ask me which classes are easy,
or which lecturers are lenient
or which classes don’t have exams.
If you wanted something easy,
you should not have come here.

Dear Freshmen,
Don’t plan your classes so you can
go clubbing Thursday nights
still be in class on Friday afternoons.
It’s not worth it.
Trust me.

Dear Freshmen,
Don’t take year four classes thinking you can prove yourself
Don’t take year four classes because it fits your schedule
Don’t take year four classes because they are interesting
Don’t take year four classes. Period.
Or at least until you are year four.
May be not even then.

Dear Freshmen,
Don’t abandon group projects. Ever.

Dear Freshmen,
Don’t post angry activist rants on your facebook,
you probably don’t understand the whole story.
Dear Freshmen,
Don’t post anonymous angry rants on facebook
unless you want to be tracked down
and humiliated on the social media of your choice.

And while we are on that:
Dear Freshmen,
Just because you are smart and opinionated,
doesn’t always mean you have smart opinions.

Dear Freshmen,
Taking one engineering class does not make you an engineer.
Taking one computing class does not make you a hacker.
Taking one theatre class does not make you “cultured”.
Taking one psych class does not mean you can “read” me.
Stop trying to read me

Dear Freshmen,
Don’t take freshman year so seriously,
Instead,
Hold the door open for someone.
Smile because
there will always be someone more stressed than you.
Don’t worry about what you wear,
no one is going to care anyways.
When you meet someone you don’t know in the corridor
and you are both waiting for the same class.
Introduce yourself.
At least, when you enter the tutorial,
you’ll have a new friend to sit with.
It makes everything alil less scary.

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Two Sisters

30 04 2016

Once, there were two sisters: Tradition and Technology. Tradition was quiet and patient; her beauty was subtle enough to be ignored. Technology, on the other hand, was outgoing and exciting; she was known to be everyone’s best friend.

I visit the sisters often in their quaint HDB 3 bedroom apartment. Their living room is an interesting mix of wooden furniture housing up-to-date appliances, neon-coloured cushions Tradition made on the ratan sofa frame that Technology helped pick out. They always served me funky fruit teas in chipped porcelain cups.

Sometimes Technology gets called out for an event. She picks up the house phone, the one that attaches to the wall, with the long chord springing to life. She speaks enthusiastically, says ‘We’ll be there’, hangs up and rushes to her sister’s side to tell her all about the party. I watch her try to convince Tradition to come out for a night, just one night. She can borrow her clothes, her shoes, and they will never be out of each other’s sight but Tradition merely shakes her head. She kisses Technology’s cheek, wishes her a fun time and reminds her that she will leave the light on.

Technology hesitates before leaving, lingering at the door, commenting on how the new trendy heels she bought are too complicated to put on. Tradition offers her pair of flats knowing that her sister will never accept the offer. Technology promises she won’t be home late and disappears from the doorway.

Tradition puts her cup down and smiles softly at me. She apologises for her sister’s abrupt exit but I tell her to think nothing of it. She goes to the kitchen to make more tea, while mine is still steaming.

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Untitled

30 04 2016

1.

Hold on

Hang tight

Sit patiently

2.

Look on

Be ready

Anticipate

3.

Plan more

Consider all

Be excited

4.

Wide eyes

Racing heart

Adrenalin rushing

5.

Breathe

Breathe

Breathe

 

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