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somewhere over the moon

The moon was overhung behind the clouds that poured incessantly, creating a relaxing ambience accompanied with a tinge of peace that was worth relishing. I climbed up from my insomnia and grabbed my phone. As the glaring 4.00 a.m. flashed... Continue Reading →

a grain of salt

Vast is the sea that roams across the planet Earth, covering almost 70 percent of it, splashing lively with life. The skies above me are the beautiful paintings that paints my view with ever-changing yet not mundane patterns, aurora beams... Continue Reading →

what we do not see

It was 3 in the morning, day 10 of MCO. The pandemic was on its rise. We woke up to prepare food for our family business of selling chicken rice at the local coffee shop. The lockdown started to hit... Continue Reading →

Edge

My breath was catching with the wind, erratic and breezy. I climbed up, stone by stone, crevices by crevices, finding firm foot-holds to prevent myself falling to my death. The sun was peeking by the horizon, I looked up and... Continue Reading →

defining moment

"Are you still there?" ... "Are you still there?" ... "Are you..." the voice waned into non-existence, a commonplace for cold responses. It morphed into a human-like figure, approaching the singular presence that was hidden away in the darkness from... Continue Reading →

What I See

Located at the edge of the suburban areas of the hustle and bustle, I hopped out of the train, prepared to take on my new part-time job in the dead of the night. The stars were clouded by the smoke... Continue Reading →

2.352 Seconds

Seated by the kitchen counter with a glass of red wine in my hand, dwindling it as I was waiting for my dearest husband to be back from work. Although it might not seem much or somewhat overdoing it, I... Continue Reading →

this is normal

Another day at the intricate subway system of Japan, people were cramming against each other like sardines and some were taking the opportunities to satisfy their carnal desires but most of them were rushing to work or school. This is... Continue Reading →

Nine Hours Apart…

Pulsating with life, the beat of my heart was excited with the expectations of meeting her across the vast sea of distance after for a long time. I was prepared for the eight-hour flight with my sturdy companion- a book.... Continue Reading →

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