am i loyal, brave and true?

21 indeed is a weird age. I wander and wonder, why are things the way they are, what is it going to be in the future, when am I going to meet someone special, how to keep my principles in check from the dread of life, who are the people that I can really dependContinue reading “am i loyal, brave and true?”

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 into my retinas, I pulled myself back into bed and hoped for sleep in theseContinue reading “somewhere over the moon”

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 are my favourite, they are wavy like me, but they are have more splendor thanContinue reading “a grain of salt”

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 us hard as the MCO continued. “How are we going to survive this?” I staredContinue reading “what we do not see”

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 caught its carefully spilled glimmer about the russet skies, contouring the clouds with slight redness.Continue reading “Edge”

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 the harshness of reality and soundly dwelling in a comforting reverie called the ‘past’. AsContinue reading “defining moment”

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 how Japan flows. I was still very new to the modus operandi as I justContinue reading “this is normal”