It may take a village to raise a child, but it only takes one to destroy the fruits of their labour. And most of the time, that ‘one’ is the child himself. Or herself, in case anyone accuses me of being sexist. Well, there you have it; the premise of what promises to be...

picture by Casey David She got lost in a journey through the woods. What used to be a casual walk down noticeable trails on well-trodden leaves and those familiar paths suddenly disappeared over the dark corner. It wasn’t always like this. For her, the meadow and the plains with its open skies seemed so near,...

By Eizaz Azhar Let’s face it; one time or another, there will be a moment in which your Guitar Hero skills won’t cut it anymore. Be it a housewarming party or a bar with a live band, it is inevitable that you will have to call upon your musical skills and play a guitar –...

By Fang Jiunn   First off, let me thank the editor for publishing this (if it gets through), and that if it does get through, then he/she must be really desperate for fodder. Now for the article proper.   I did not know what possessed me when I decided that writing for ReMag would be...

Have you ever wonder what part do you play in this play called life? Have you ever ask yourself what is the purpose of your life? Preachers will say God sent you here to make a difference in someone else’s life. Atheists will just say you’re here because it is part of the life cycle;...

The midnight vigils at his study table, the massive amounts of textbooks and reference booklets borrowed and borrowed again, the expenditure of liters’ worth of ink on past years and practice sheets—all came to mind as he joined the crowd in front of the notice board. He can no longer remember the last time he...