I have a friend. His name is Ryonn Leong. But before you write this off as a childish essay, let me clarify that childhood dreams — and not childishness — is what this article is about. You see, Ryonn who hails from Kelantan has been playing masak-masak since he was a kid. And I don’t…
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My friends must think that I’ve gone missing by now. They’ve not heard of or seen my face for a good while now. But try explaining to them how your bosses and colleagues expect you to be a creative solution agency, an events company, a marketing & communications expert, social media titan, Bob the Builder,…
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