I HAD not planned to give a eulogy at my mother's wake. I was dealing with my grief and the stress of making all the funeral arrangements. And I felt I had already said enough about her in this column over the years, culminating in my previous article titled, "Freed finally from dementia's cruel grip".

After years of suffering, my mother's passing came peacefully.

The US ambassador to Malaysia nominee said he wants to learn, so we can certainly teach him a thing or two.

IT'S exactly six weeks since my surgery on my left knee. And today I am supposed to be able to take off my hinged brace and begin my recovery to walking normally again.

Yes, we want tourists to come but can we avoid the pitfalls that other nations are facing?

EXACTLY two weeks ago, I underwent knee surgery. In my previous column, I ended by saying I was still mulling over going for physiotherapy or meniscus root repair. I thought I would take my time deciding but in the end, I quickly opted for the latter after consulting my doctor.

That hinged joint in our legs, once unhinged, can be a nightmare to treat.

​​​​​​​THIS will be my 10th column on a topic I wish I could ignore but simply cannot – the global plastic scourge.

"WHY mishandling of a nation's flag is such a sensitive issue."

There is much to be done in preparing for a proper send-off for a loved one.

Are we pinning too much hope on this move to instil patriotism?

That's the plight of sufferers of a glandular condition. But help is on the way!