In Malayan jungle Go feed the leeches
Run for your life If you are middle aged and carrying a bulge, start running for your life
Run for your life but don't get overrun
Live smart and safe In a dangerous world, follow King Solomon's hot tips
The Man of Life Upright Interger Vitae
China Dreams Long thoughts on a slow train
More thoughts, from Shanghai to Hangzhou
Reflection on washing dishes
Wife's undying love
In the beginning God created greens and salad and the Devil created McDonald
Hakkas and the Great Taiping Revolution
Masturbation prevents cancer
Naked ladies Oggle 'em for art's sake
Buddhist meditation The only workable practice to deal with old age, suffering, death
All that we are is what we have thought
Life on the sideline
Here are articles, essays, poems, book reviews, diary jottings and photographs I have produced for local newspapers and magazines since October 1978 when I graduated from a three-month course on reporting and subbing, and called myself a "journalist". Instead of leaving them as yellowed cuttings, I've updated some of my published stuff for the Web so they can be accessible to friends past, current and future. I've also added contributions by others, when the spirit moved them to share.
In three decades of journalism, I have written about practically everything under the moon (I write best at night), except fashion, golf, crime and movie stars. On this site I have put up those writings I enjoyed reading back to myself. (If you don't enjoy reading what you’ve written, trash ’em). My stuff is mainly on loafing and leisure pursuits, pretty girls and dreams, life and the next life, and, most important, Buddha's exhortations to make the most of this human span before death hits us unexpectedly and inconveniently.
Except for the Latin quotes and maxims, and tidbits from Confucius, I hope there is nothing pretentious, pushy or preachy. The last thing I want to do is pontificate pious prattle.
If you've got anything to share, write on the Guest Book at the bottom of this page, or just drop me an e-mail at hsiaoshuang@yahoo.com. – Francis Chin, January 2005
Picturebook of people & places www.picturebook.homestead.com
Favourite book excerpts www.reader.homestead.com
Wild Geese You do not have to be good
The Don't-do List when you're going broke
A more forgiving lifestyle
Why nobody reads your blog
Let robot clone do your donkey work Father of Internet on your future world
Great places for adventure
Life was tough and a squeeze 50 years ago
Robust Latin maxims
Devils and angels at my death
Waiting for Happiness Singaporeans believe happiness consists of the 5 Cs
Lorenzo the Magnificent & Michelangelo
pretty girls Re-reading
Dream of the Red Chamber
[Listen to aching-sweet Flower
Burial Song on this page]
Fun with Tang poetry
Translating Li Bai
Much-loved Chinese poem
Recalling a night with his beloved
Sunset river by Bai Chi-yi, Tang
Happiness is a pretty girl Unexpected encounters that bring happinesses
Beauties from China
One day at a time for one plucky girl
Because I could not stop for death Meditation on Emily Dickinson's poems
You may have won the Rat Race, but you are still a rat
Life is more than a video-recording Keep memories in vignettes, not videos
The unexamined life is not worth living
Imagine what you can do with $100 million
Getting Granny ready for home Celebrating life at a Chinese funeral
Once is not enough Pleasure of re-reading
Tagore, Genji, Ah Q Books of the last millennium that have changed Asia
The root of misery is the lack of ready cash
Is God a Taoist? In Singapore, he's none other than Tua Pekkong
Middle Age Not any richer but better
Teaching vampires to fly The bardo terror
Why smart people do stupid things Top computer scientist couldn't swim, drowns in own backyard pool
Choose what you enjoy doing and not what people say are "nice"
Song of Eternal Sorrow: Yang Kuei-fei, with beauty and grace favoured by heaven
Girls, don't feel paiseh asking a man for a date on Feb 29
The moon at Mid-Autumn but who is there to see?
Saudade: Longing for lost days, lost love
Enjoy this New Year poem:
