In the shadows of sorrow, under a grieving sky, Lies a land where echoes of anguish never die. Palestine, oh weeping land, where tears like rivers flow, Where the heartbeats of the innocent, face a ceaseless woe. Through streets scarred by sorrow, under siege of endless night, Lives a tale…
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The Problem Was Never AI
A few days ago, someone shared one of my cabinet reshuffle articles on Reddit. Predictably, the discussion eventually drifted toward AI. Some people objected to the use of AI. Others rolled their eyes at yet another AI-related discussion. And the more I thought about it, the more I realised something….
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Less Than a Decade to Go…
Before sharing these thoughts, it is only fair to acknowledge that I am certain these are matters already under active consideration by His Majesty and His Government. What follows are simply the reflections of a concerned Bruneian who loves this country and hopes, however modestly, to contribute to our shared…
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More Than a Cabinet Reshuffle
The unveiling of Brunei Darussalam’s new Cabinet yesterday has understandably attracted significant public attention. Much of the discussion has centred on the appointment of new ministers, the entry of younger leaders into government, and the elevation of several familiar faces into more prominent roles. Yet beyond the headlines and photographs,…
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The Cause of Death is Life
I was watching an interview recently when Karim Khan, the Chief Prosecutor of the International Criminal Court, made a simple yet profound observation: “The cause of death is life.” It is one of those statements that stops you in your tracks. At first glance, it sounds almost absurd. Surely death…
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As I get older…
As I get older, I realise how much of life is really about restraint. What I say. What I react to. What I allow to take up space in my head. I no longer feel the need to explain myself to everyone, or to correct every misunderstanding. Peace is not…
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The Silence We Mistake for Strength
The elderly lady in the featured photo is my beloved maternal grandmother. She lived with us for as long as I can remember. She was Chinese. We were a Malay Muslim household — but my father, to his credit, gave her generous leeway to keep her own customs and traditions….
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