Death
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At Van’s Cafe Ho Chi Minh City, if you stayed til the end of their second set of music, you would no longer hear Truc Vy doing her closing songs. She performed her set last week for the last time. Despite her late-stage throat cancer, she gave her best with composure and courage. I did…
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Those gene combination keeps going, mutating and evolving. Buddistically or biologically, we aren’t going to die today. Maybe another day. But not today (I am obviously blogging still, 957 and counting). Unlike a line in American Pie “too much whiskey and wine…this will be the day that I die”. Meanwhile, in the land of the…
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Fear, fun, money, dream, passion, human spirits are all strong motivators. This series cannot end without the mentioning of love. I came across a newspaper clip which showed two skeletons (male and female), still clinging to each other. Apparently they died in an earthquake. At least the saying “live together, die alone” doesn’t apply here. Talking…
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We are not invited into this dysfunctional family of three generations, all 750 pages of it. Crime fiction, social commentary and extremely hilarious saga. I stayed up late last night for its racing conclusion. A year and a half ago, I read Freedom by Franzen. As engrossing as Fraction of a Whole. This family questioned everything, but centrally,…
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I came across a brief piece about the suicide of an Orange County man. At Orange Metrolink station. Nguyen was his name. The report said he calmly stood facing the oncoming train and seconds later, got run over. No fuss, no self-preservation. I also came across that piece about victims of Temple shooting in Wisconsin. One…
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The old couple holding hands walking down the street. They looked at me, I at them. What did they see in me? Younger version of themselves? Old man looks at my life? I am a lot more like you? Should it be the other way around? What did I see in them? Grey and withered,…
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In two weeks, I am up for new pair of eye glasses. But today, upon first examination, the eye care doctor revealed what was obvious to her, but not to me: I have had a minor stroke (vein # 7), which pulled my left eye up and if I were able to ask someone to watch…
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I would hold the door for the person behind me as always. I would call people whom I have avoided and face those dark alleys once petrified. I would lay down my guards, strip off my veneers, and empathize with others. I would clean up my desk, make my bed and re-arrange my shoes. One…
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How much time do you have left? Life expectancy average has been up, but individually, it’s an open question. The question. And this question should stand Maslow scale on its head i.e. if you knew you were going to die tonight, would you be moving methodically up the Need pyramid? Or just go ahead to…
Thang Nguyen 555 