Desperate Public Parenting

The other day, Mylo parks the car, nods, and stretches his seat to catch a wink in what would be a half-wink chore for me – withdrawing money from the ATM. There was just one guy waiting and I with none of life’s pressures on me, strolled to join him. Just then, a scooter stops […]

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“When I Grow Up…

I want to be a doctor.” I have no idea why I said that. But I was 8 years old and it seemed to be a popular answer, so I stuck to it. My medical entrance rank was 19K + something. My dad shied away from our neighbours for a week. I was already reading […]

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