I’ve always known that a drowning man will pull down their rescuer to save themselves.
I understand it, that final animalistic will to live overriding everything else. At the time there is only that moment – survival or death. Guilt and judgement can come later, and from the safety of shore.… Read More
The temple complex at Preah Vihear is stunning. Not for the temple itself. No, that sort of grandeur comes from the behemoths of ancient architecture at Angkor Wat.
At only a mile long, Preah Vihear is dwarfed by the towering faces of Angkor, but they say sometimes it’s not the destination it’s the journey, and in this case it’s the truth.… Read More
I mean, how far off from a Bond Villain are you then? You’d just need a cat (and maybe a scar).
As I stand in the man’s bedroom I wonder if all the secret escape tunnels and machine guns made Bao Dai, the last emperor of Vietnam, sleep any more soundly at night?… Read More
Thank god for the rains. I just about couldn’t take anymore. The people. The mass of people – swarming and pressing fluidly up stairways and around columns – I feel like a drop of water in a surging sea of brown bodies.… Read More
Everybody needs a fix. I don’t care if it’s a simple cup of coffee, a cigarette, or a kale and blueberry smoothie with a shot of wheatgrass, everybody seems to need a kick in the ass sometimes.
It’s no different in he rest of the world.… Read More
A crowd has gathered at the unfinished Luna Amusement Park. The salt air off the beach mixes with the smell of taffy and fresh popcorn. The audience has been promised a sight … Read More
The recent Ebola outbreak in Western Africa has been in the news for almost a year now. More than long enough to filter out to the detached settlers of my small beach.… Read More
Independence Day in Delhi was celebrated with kites, cakes, and sandbag gun emplacements. While the cakes were decent, I wanted the hell out.… Read More
‘What’s the cheapest room you have?’
‘Well…we have some rooms in the back that are mostly used by Afganhi war refugees, but you probably wouldn’t wan…’
‘I’ll take it.’… Read More
T-H-I-R-U-V-A-N-A-N-T-H……
Sir?
Sir?
What do I do when I’ve run out of boxes?
No, boxes. For letters. On this form you gave me.
I have no more boxes, and still like half the…nevermind.
I’ll just say I’m going to Trivandrum.… Read More