Hope. Joy.. Feelings cloaked as words.



define catharsis #22

a therapy a way when there is no way a real talk a relationship with God a place to vent i did this all because i had no one i chose no one to help me out of this hell... Continue Reading →

Catharsis #1

prying open the deepest ends of my heart, there was nothing more to be expected, everything was emptied out of me a year or so ago, when things started to get awry. i have been in this constant state of... Continue Reading →

Adapt. Improvise. Overcome.

Breathing silently, Deeply. Life is passing us by. I want to know How I Am still alive, right now? This lingering dilemma Questions My existence, purpose and values. The realm of possibility Is vast Beyond my imaginations. Anything can Happen... Continue Reading →

Talk Too Much.

Looking at you, Making me wonder, How much I don't know, And want to know about you. It is inevitable, You are painted Across my mind, Throughout the days. I could not get you Out of my mind, Perhaps, you... Continue Reading →


Knock. Knock.  It's here. The feeling, it's here. It did not have the intention to leave soon, or eventually. Mixed emotions, a tired heart, I could not care less, or bother more about this enigmatic feeling for you. Timing was... Continue Reading →

Are You Home?

A dwelling place, Not constant, But consistently changing; Never somewhere physical, But at some times; Time changes us, Redefines home for us From time to time. My bed, my toilet, My sweet spots, My computer, All of these spots, Transient,... Continue Reading →

Redefining Pain, Life, Stress.

Help. Life is filled with too much, Too many predicaments, Inundating my purpose with fog, The clarity of life. Pain. My back, My neck, My chest, My body, Aching, straining, throbbing, Beating in sync with the almost defeated me, Bent,... Continue Reading →

A True Malaysian For Malaysians

Having this conversation and encounter with this true Malaysian opened my eyes to the gossamer thread of hope to a brighter, greater Malaysia. "If they are more of you, Malaysia would be a great country." I added. I am glad that I got to spoke to her, it is more of an honour rather than being glad.

Snippets of Matriculation (Matrikulasi) #Finale

Disclaimer: This is going to be a very laid-back kind of writing, a lot of informality, and very Malaysian style of writing. This is based on the true stories of Matriculation in Malaysia, so I was thinking to keep it back to the Malaysian slang. The stories are quite messy, but it is just a random compilation of those. Enjoy!

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