A peom that describes how many people feel about relationships.

An exotic Indonesian- Thai lunch with two dynamic women, divas in their own right, who spunk up energy that kindles your grey cells….

Hi friends, when having a bad day or worse..

Burma’s (Myanmar’s) plight can be calculated in terms of suffering that seems endless, since its liberation from Japanese occupation during World War II. The world seems to overlook its predicament, except by way of orally showing concern, but with China’s seemingly selfish opposition in the way of any kind of concrete action to flex its muscle, there seems to be no solution at this time. (To be continued)

An owner and salesman of a burger restaurant trying to make a sale for a living.

Funny poem. Rhyming words ending with “eal” and “eel”.

A haiku poem.

A poem I wrote about macdonalds food.

Poem by Roberto Fishman.

Day 2: Bus Journey via Kathmandu to Pokhara
Day 3: In and Around Pokhara, Nepal

The early morning breezed in some nice aromas of Nepalese Breakfast once I opened the journey windows of the hotel room. But with no time on hand, we dressed and rushed to the hotel entrance to catch a bus to Pokhara City and arrived there within 10 minutes. A huge crowd of locals, students and tourists evaded the sidewalks and rows of buses to different cities lined the busy mid-street. We handed our bags to the hotel attendant who had willfully agreed to drop us to the bus stand. Once our bags were loaded onto the bus and bus tickets checked, we hurried to the near restaurant and treated ourselves to some warm boiled eggs, butter, black curried peas, toast and Nepalese tea. A few minutes later, it was time to board the bus and start our onwards to Pokhara.