Introduction I remember primary school clearly. I vividly recall the mandatory reading lists. The endless exercises involved analyzing themes, metaphors, hidden meanings, and the author’s intent. I disliked reading intensely. Writers, in my young mind, were bohemian figures—unhappy in love, drinking too much, scribbling by candlelight. Then something changed. Suddenly,

Introduction I remember primary school clearly. I vividly recall the mandatory reading lists. The endless exercises involved analyzing themes, metaphors, hidden meanings, and the author’s intent. I dislikedreading intensely.  Writers, in my young mind, were bohemian figures—unhappy in love, drinking too much, scribbling by candlelight. Then something changed. Suddenly, anyone

Introduction – A Boy, a Shoebox, and a Lie We Never Saw Coming There are moments in a man’s life that stay printed on the soul like ink on wet paper. For me, one of those moments happened long before I ever wore a military uniform, stood in an interrogation

Introduction: The City That Makes Me aChild Again Every time I travel to Singapore, something unusual happens to me.I encounter a man who has dedicated 1,800 days of his life to serving in war zones.A man trained to analyse threats, decode deception, and walk into danger with a steady pulse.

Introduction – A Boy, a Shoebox, and a Lie We Never Saw Coming There are moments in a man’s life that stay printed on the soul like ink on wet paper. For me, one of those moments happened long before I ever wore a military uniform, stood in an interrogation