Let me write this here before all is forgotten. Let me write this here before I lose that spark. I had been listening to Benedict Cumberbatch’s reading of John Keat’s Ode to a Nightingale the whole day and the following verse just came out almost […]

It’s a season of rain and typhoons again and at nights like this one where the wind is howling against the windows and big raindrops are falling on the rooftop, I wish there was someone lying in his bed, wide awake and thinking of me […]