MM MUSINGS

Dear Diary, I am glad to be back at work. The holidays are a time for relaxation, for refreshment and for rejuvenation. But these are merely passive processes; they tend to occur naturally once the mind and body have been separated from the usual stresses to which they are invariably subjected by the routine demands […]

Dear Diary, It is a sunny day, the birds all rasping on their nests, I suppose, and cawing on the trees, giving loud and continued bursts of songs early in the morning to which I lie listening. I doubt whether people read these diaries. In spite of some tremors, I think I shall go on

In the realm of jurisprudence, where the law’s labyrinthine corridors intertwine with the corridors of power, there unfolds a saga that speaks of the timeless tussle between legal logic and the ever-elusive whispers of justice. The protagonist of our tale, Senior Counsel, a man of eloquence and legal prowess, embarked on a journey into the

The problem with centennial celebrations is that 100 years are simply too many. The actors of the events that took place 100 years ago are mostly dead; those who are not, if there are any, do not have age mates with whom they can share the memories; if they do have any age mates, they

Dear Diary, It’s 5:30 AM, and I have to head to work. As I head to the shower, thoughts weigh on me due to the House Levy legal opinion that I knew I had to work on. I ponder and reminisce the book I read during my first year, ‘Death and Taxes: The 18th Century

It is alleged that one day, nobody knows exactly when, but probably some time in the year 2019, someone, nobody knows exactly where, but probably in some place called Wuhan, some man, nobody knows exactly who, but some man, ate a bat. Nobody knows why he ate a bat; maybe he was hungry, maybe adventurous,