Love, Interrupted
Love, interrupted. Why are we taught to be ashamed of sharing and declaring affections?
We were that magical age, sixteen. Three of us girls, talking quite seriously of what-we-wanted-to-be. When talk veered... Read More...
Warmth of a soulmate
Your fragrance spreads away in the small space that we just made ours. You say, you can’t imagine this is the moment that you and I are sharing this glass of tasty red wine. I wished that I was those tiny dropl... Read More...
The turning point
What intrigues you most? What is that which drives you the most? What are you passionate about? What do you want to do in your life? As simple as it sounds, this is probably the most difficult question for most... Read More...
Almost Died, But Here I Am
Death is inevitable. My mother once told me, “Life is like riding a public bus. You don’t get down unless you’ve reached your stop.” I always thought this was true. She always has her own way with words. Less ... Read More...
The Mirror
I look at myself in a reflecting, shiny, and silver plated glass hanging on the wall of my dark room. The image I see is a reflection of me, yet I doubt the image. I see through my eyes, my image, and a figure ... Read More...
Hafa’
Hafa' ~ about a girl who loves rain, gentle rain.
Every time it rains, I wonder how I always get lost in the splashes of rain. I find myself facing towards the sky, with my arms wide open and drops of rain fal... Read More...
In my Head
In my Head
“Everybody has a secret world inside of them. All of the people of the world, I mean everybody. No matter how dull and boring they are on the outside, inside them they've all got unimaginable, mag... Read More...