Tokyo Shorts

"Tokyo: A City of Contrasts"

Tokyo. How do I even begin to describe it? I've barely been here a few days, yet somehow, it feels like the city speaks to me. It’s massive, overwhelming, and impossibly clean, but there’s a strange balance to it all. A yin and yang in constant motion, opposites colliding and complementing each other at every turn.

The people are shy yet kind, polite yet curious. They don’t want to speak English, but they’ll push past their limits just to connect with you. It’s humbling, really. Tokyo is a contradiction that works, a city that defies logic but feels entirely alive.

I can’t stop wishing you were here, though. Every street I walk, every sight I see, I imagine you beside me, wide-eyed and laughing. You’d have loved this, seren fach.

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The First Day

When I arrived, I went straight to Akihabara. You would’ve adored it. All the colors, the lights, the endless buzz of the city’s heartbeat. It’s a place where it feels like time doesn’t exist, where you could lose hours and not even notice.

But what I keep thinking about most is how much I’d give to see your face light up at the sight of it all. How much I’d give to hear your voice saying, “Baba, look!” like you always did when something amazed you.

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The Second Day

I met a guy from Holland, Rob. He’s easygoing, full of life, just like this city. Along with Fredrik and Sandra, we went to Meiji Shrine, a quiet haven tucked away in bustling Tokyo.

The Sakura trees were blooming, their delicate pink flowers falling like snow in Yoyogi Park. It was the first time I saw the Hanami festival, and it was magical. But all I could think of was you, and how much you loved flowers. I pictured you running under the trees, trying to catch the petals as they fell.

We ended the day with drinks and laughter, but even surrounded by people, I couldn’t shake the thought of how much better it would’ve been if it were you and me, exploring together.

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The Third Day

We went back to Yoyogi Park for Hanami, this time with drinks and a guitar. It was a day full of music, laughter, and strangers becoming friends. You would’ve loved the way everyone came together, how it didn’t matter where you were from or what language you spoke.

Later, Rob and I wandered into Ueno Park. An old man followed us around, shouting in Japanese, but we just kept walking, laughing at the absurdity of it all. When we finally sat down, two Japanese guys approached us, offering beers and coffee. They even treated us to a karaoke bar, and for a few hours, it felt like we were part of something bigger than ourselves.

But even then, even in the joy of the moment, I couldn’t stop wishing. Wishing it were us, singing together, laughing together. Wishing you were here to see it all, to be a part of it.

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You and Me

Tima, I hope you know how much I miss you. Tokyo is incredible, yes, but it’s missing something – someone. I see you everywhere, in every smile, in every flower, in every moment of kindness from strangers.

I imagine us walking these streets hand in hand, you pointing at the lights, the shops, the temples, asking a thousand questions like you always did. I imagine your laugh echoing through the quiet corners of the city, filling every empty space in me.

I don’t know where this journey will take me, but I know it would’ve been better with you by my side. Tokyo would’ve been perfect for us.

More to come soon, but for now, I’ll carry you with me, in every step, in every thought, in every memory.

(Ramen Shop in Harajuku)

After this the last Subway train had left and we had to take a cab home to Minowa.




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