[Read Part I.] Note: A lot of my thoughts have shifted since I wrote Part I three months ago and began jotting down my thoughts in this Part II. A lot of revelation: my initial inkling that my faith and globalisation was related… well, I was spot on. In fact, the link is neither tenuous… Continue reading Mohsin Hamid, Globalisation and Faith (Part II)
Two weeks ago, I was walking around the inside of Nantes Cathedral in France, admiring as I always do the magnificent architecture, from the towering pillars to the grandiose shrines to the intricate detailing, every curve and edge gently and deftly carved by the hands of craftsmen hundreds of years ago (one can only imagine… Continue reading White Jesus? Black Jesus? What About Japanese Jesus?
At the beginning of February on a day off, I took the train into Newcastle. Frustratingly, the city doesn't have very many secondhand bookshops—a decent number of charity shops, however, with a decent selection of books—but a quick Google search resulted in one I hadn't visited before: Books for Amnesty. It was a cool, crisp… Continue reading Review: ‘The Cross Over Asia’ by Bishop Stephen Neill (1948)
You know what they say about prodigies, don't you? ... They, erm, start real young. All that to say, I unearthed a small notebook with the beginnings of a novel I never completed. I must have been no older than 10 years old. (This I deduced by also unearthing a diary I'd written when I… Continue reading The Coin: An Incomplete Novel by 10-Year-Old Me
Labels are a funny thing, aren't they? They're regularly given to you by others, more often than not imposingly, and more often than not before you even realise what the actual label might mean and whether you'd actually like to be lumped in that category. Or they're forcibly claimed by you, a willing submission to… Continue reading Identity Labels: Yay or Nay?
I’ve found a new favourite author: Mohsin Hamid. I read The Reluctant Fundamentalist last October after finding out about it via Riz Ahmed, an actor famous for his roles in Four Lions and Rogue One, who’d written a hilarious, terrifying and profound essay, ‘Typecast as a terrorist’, about his difficulties passing through airport immigration first… Continue reading Mohsin Hamid, Globalisation and Faith (Part I)
I almost never get angry. I’m relatively patient, tolerant and forgiving. Yes, I am an emotional person, but it’s more in mirth or travail, characterised either by joy-infused laughter or all-things-breaking-apart wails. Anger is something quite foreign, comprising an infinitesimal range on my spectrum of tendentious emotions (somewhere between 1–5%). I almost never get angry.… Continue reading You Wouldn’t Like Me When I’m Angry