Paganistic Ode

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Geometric patterns flash in neon colours Circling and changing Coming together to form A river The room is melting The people are melting I am melting My face They burp and fart and vomit Organic sounds in the lush jungle We float down the river As the shaman jollily sings The icaro song swirls around me Its colourful tendrils dance …

Throwing my stable life to the winds..

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I can now die with no regrets. In December 2013, amidst studies in California, I crossed the border to Mexico on foot and tried out this ‘backpacking’ thing for a month. Remind me to tell you some crazy stories from that trip another day. After that month, a dream formed, of a long backpacking trip in South America. I decided …

Hurtling Blindly through Life’s Motions

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First came the baby and toddler stages, gradually learning to think. Through primary and secondary school I was a studious, obedient kid who aced exams. Come university, I danced through a wonderful three years of undergrad, learning how to live alone and navigate the balance of work-hard, party-hard. 3 weeks after the Bachelor’s ended, the Master’s began. Two intense years …

The Day some Classists Crashed my Hike

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I had decided not to write about this after getting over my anger a day later, partially because the prejudice was not explicit enough to warrant a blog post, I thought. However, upon recounting the story to a friend, she insisted that I write about the experience specifically because the classism was so subtle, so engrained that a guilty party …