The Beginning

Can a man write his own destiny?

It was a question poised by a friend on a beautiful evening by the Chao Phraya River in Bangkok. The lights from buildings nearby reflects on the water flow down below creating a fantastic crystal like movement, then it flashes twinkling lights under the shimmering moonlight.

The evening was too beautiful to describe, and such a question suddenly became all too sentimental which does require sentimental answer.

I had never planned my life, unlike the mighty Chao Phraya that is shaped in each and every turn and twist, then the water helplessly ends in the Gulf of Thailand and into the South China Sea. I never knew what I've always wanted to be.

One thing for certain, it has been a fantastic journey that began in small village on the foot of the Salak mountain, a journey that took me to major corners of the world leaving stories behind, memories and 'life' as you'd call it, great friends and 'counterparts' in Sydney, Bangkok, Washington, Houston, Singapore, Jakarta, and of course the rain city.

The stories will be kind to me, for I intend to write it...