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Hope. Joy.. Feelings cloaked as words.

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dancing with the shadows.

Catching my breath as I laid my right foot midair, a graceful stance to signify the genesis of a training session. The room was dimly lit with a light bulb hanging singularly in the middle of the room. A gust... Continue Reading →

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love so simple

The somnolent gaze of the moon peeked through the window panes of the dimly lit living room where I sprawled across the sofa, lying lazily after a routine schedule of work. Jane was not home yet. Thousands of possibilities shot... Continue Reading →

slipping into conformity.

Sipping through the green plastic straw that was from the signature Starbucks tumbler, I made my way through the hustle and bustle of the Kuala Lumpur city center. Pacing my way to the office without any delay as I hated... Continue Reading →

Ornaments

Skating through the hustle and bustle of New York City, I was deluged in the evening lights just illuminating across the vicinity, making my way back home, wearied after a full week of work. I was not paying any attention... Continue Reading →

what we talk about when we talk about love by Raymond Carver (Book Review)

Nothing more American than this book, I had a tough time reading this book as I failed to comprehend the intrinsic meaning of each section of this book. This is a compilation of American shorts from the 80s which peered... Continue Reading →

waiting for peach blossoms to bloom.

Sauntering mindlessly through the shopping mall that was fully furbished Chinese New Year decorations- mostly red-and-golden themed- orchestrated by the jolly festive songs that jived in flawlessly with the festivity. My phone heavy in my pocket, my heart was absent... Continue Reading →

shattered, tattered

Nights upon nights of hard work, the midnight oil was exhausted by me, I finally ground out my first album from recording to production to wrapping was all done by me. Music is one of my greatest passion, I just... Continue Reading →

be-lie-ve

Sprawling across the field covered in sweat as the sun dipped into the horizon, contouring the skies in a russet gold that illuminated the limelight of the dawn. I was exhausted, lethargic and wearied, wasted by the greed inside me,... Continue Reading →

Tick

Patrolling, a routine for us in the depths of the nights where silence, darkness and the resplendent moon light shone into us as we drove around the suburban areas, some covered in thick forests. Occasionally, we turned on the blue... Continue Reading →

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