2 years later, it hasn’t gotten an easier. I still struggle to accept the fact that I can’t pick up the phone and hear his voice whenever I need a little advice. I’m not sure if it will ever get easier. I still haven’t learnt how to live without my king. So here’s one more letter with all that I wish I could tell daddy right now.
On most days, performers are praised for their grace on stage. But I assure you that with a klutz such as myself, that grace can be lost within a blink of an eye. Having just celebrated International dance day, I took a trip down memory lane of my clumsiest theatre moments.
What started out as an exercise to reflect on my blogging and writing skills, led to the idea of creating a series of reflective posts. In a year when theatre and the arts were practically halted to a standstill globally, I had to take a minute to reflect on how lucky I’ve been to get the opportunity to take the stage several times this year.
If you’re a woman in your 30’s and possibly in a steady relationship or worse still (for this particular situation) married, I’m quite sure that you’ve been asked something on the lines of, ‘When are you having a baby?’, ample times. This is a very difficult subject for me to write about and discuss. In... Continue Reading →
As we’ve already established, I celebrated my birthday this week (and the 10th survival anniversary, for those of you who haven’t read about that yet). I have been lucky enough to grow up enjoying quite ‘elaborate’ celebrations for my birthday. I am always on the lookout for occasions to ‘celebrate’ - throw a party, host... Continue Reading →
A 10th anniversary reflection Tomorrow’s my birthday. But this birthday is a little more special as I’m also celebrating the 10th anniversary from when I did something incredibly stupid and ended up spending a birthday in hospital. I’m posting this today because the incident I’m going to talk about actually happened exactly 10 years ago... Continue Reading →
As a little girl The Little Mermaid was my number one movie and the VHS tape was always on repeat. I used to sing all the songs but close my eyes whenever Ursula came on screen. Of course now I dream of playing that role and belting ‘Poor Unfortunate Souls’ on stage, but I digress.... Continue Reading →
A clumsy person might hope that being locked indoors as we currently are, would provide a safer environment and thus make us less prone to accidents. I'd like to be the one to debunk this theory, or at the very least put a dent in it. Putting a dent in things is somewhat of a... Continue Reading →
I don’t think I can call the page The Klutz Diaries without sharing a few episodes that show how truly clumsy I am. So here are some instances that have been so “traumatic”, they are still ingrained in my memory even though years have passed. I’m constantly tripping over here, there and everywhere; but when... Continue Reading →