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 just […]

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Trichotillomania

This is something that I recently found out, and to be honest, I never knew this is a disease of the mind, the stigmatized term of the contempo society- a mental illness. Trichotillomania (TTM) is the recurrent pulling of one’s hair, resulting in hair loss. It is a close cousin of dermatillomania (compulsive skin picking), […]

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Too Good To Be True

The tinge of the russet skies dawned the book store at the heart of Kuala Lumpur. I realised that I was there for almost the whole day, indulging myself in the new-found love for suspense romance stories, oblivion to the rustlings of my surroundings. Strands of my hair draped across my eyes, I attempted to […]

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You Are Not The Only One

Tears were rolling down my cheeks, reflected resplendently upon my blighted soul, transpiring the depths of my layered protective feelings. Encapsulated in those thick layers, there was I, buried deep down. Cocooned in myself, crying by myself, leaving tears where no one could possibly know. Those layers were just a facade, a cover-up, a sugar-coat […]

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Avoid At All Costs!

As you are walking down a dark alley, alone, in the dark cold nights where the street lights were flickering, you sensed a malevolent presence near you. Discomfort surged through your veins, fight-and-flight ready, your hands reached down into your purse for the pepper spray, your only defense. Seeing the shadow coruscated across the projection from the […]

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schIzOphreniA

Beep. Beep. Beep. A rudimentary morning, routine clean-up to be done. My mind was still groggy, not a single noise was interrupting yet with these quiet wee hours after a peaceful sleep. I got up, running auto-pilot, got myself cleaned up and made a cup of morning joe. A distorted voice muffled into my head as […]

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Lepers

12 is the age for childhood to end and taking flight into the adolescent years, but not for this Makcik. Her hometown was in Kelantan, near the seas. She was a gung-ho for the seas and catching fishes, but everything changed since leprosy hit, she was 12. Her subcutaneous layer was tearing apart, her skin […]

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When We Were Young

I was sitting by the tarred ground, a bottle in my hand, sober and tired with reality. My vision was twirling in fantastic patterns, the alcohol was working wonders on me, making a temporal escape for me. The streets lights were shining down on me, tainting my view with a faint orange in the dark […]

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