Of badminton things

So, I have to admit that I've been slacking lately - not as many games and not as diligent during the games to play a good one. Which le...

Here's something that every player will be very familiar with. And most often it'll be a fatal mistake. Listen. Ever made tha...

Looking through my rackets (because that's the only thing I can do now), I find myself stopping to appreciate the first racket that star...

As I take the bus back from work I enjoy looking up through the window to the sky, especially as the bus passes though the Tanjong Pagar are...

If there's one thing about stupid things, it's that I never hope to do them again. I'll leave flying for the birds.

We've seen them around, and probably grew up among them. They used to be very common sights, characterizing the 'area' and makin...

I sat down to breakfast at Starbucks, deprived of coffee for the last few days because of the flu bug. Those who know me enough will remembe...

You can't choose who you fall in love with. It may be the simplest thing in the world to some, but the hardest goal for others; it is th...

This is a story from a book I never thought I'd read: A man and his girlfriend was walking along the road, when they heard a sound in th...

There are things in your life that you won't forget - the first time you found a wallet; that smack on your face delivered by your teach...

Happiness is a fleeting thing, like dragonflies darting in and out of your view. They dance among the tall grass, glimmers of change in an o...

Sam was a pig, the same kind you'd associate pigs with - pink and fat and lazy and rude and noisy and dirty. Whatever he lacked on the o...

There are many ways to do wrong, and we are all too familiar with the sensation. So very often do we hear stories about wrong doings in the ...

It is a day like most days, honest and unfascinating, but only to those who lived it. But to the few that were here, even the light shifting...

How does one know when to wake? Are we too pampered by our peers to see that we pose as nothing more than mere distractions? Or shall we per...

Last week was spectacular - the kind where you have nights that you don’t want to end, and when they inevitably do you go home thinking ...

He had a family problem so he went off first. I was stuck at the bus stop for awhile, and I got to thinking about the conversation we ...

We rant. Sometimes stories can only tell you as much as the author intends to. And nothing beats a well-placed ramble. So here I go....

They say karma's a bitch, and I'm facing her first-hand. Ain't a good feeling, but some things just need facing up to. Guess it...

Since the start of this morning, words have escaped me. Maybe it's the sickness affecting me, but I've not been able to paint pictur...