Waiting for the Rain

I braved the aisle of the unfamiliar grocery store. It wasn’t here when I left five years ago, and it’s all too strange for me. It is an understatement to say that this place is no longer the same. What used to be a small convenience store is now a bar, with people overflowing. I... Continue Reading →

Hemingway

I do not usually go to bars and pubs nor do I drink beer, but tonight was different. I was drenched in tears and heartache. My chest could have exploded from the pain if only it could. I decided to entertain myself and get myself some beer before I head home. I dropped by at... Continue Reading →

I Was Never Romantic

l was never romantic. Roses meant nothing, but just flowers my mother used to grow in her garden. Chocolate was nothing, but something that pleases me when l am depressed. l was never romantic. Candle lights? Well, they are a sign we haven’t paid our electric bill. Love Songs? Those are the stuff they play... Continue Reading →

Spur of the Moment

I stood up; you looked at me, and moved your stare away.Those eyes, those self-same eyes that used to look at mewith passion, love, affection. Now, they look at mewith disgust, ignorance, oblivion—nothing. I see nothingin those eyes but the bitterness of broken friendship and lovethat has not been consummated.Gone were the days where friendship... Continue Reading →

Seven Questions that Tell Me Who I Am

A friend of mine introduced me to an article by The Thought Catalogue about seven questions whose answers will tell a lot about me, so I decide to answer them and post them here on my blog. (You can access the article by clicking the link above.) I intended to write a very elaborate introduction... Continue Reading →

The Princess and the Knight

Two souls were born—one a boy; the other, a girl. The girl dreamed of nothing but butterflies and being a princess. She was happy. Always happy. Although lacking in gold and jewellery, she was a princess in her own way. She works hard for her family; she works harder for her faith. She is crowned... Continue Reading →

Semestral Break

It’s September 19, and I am on my way home. “I’ll be back before October, Dad, so eat your meals and take your medicine.” Those were the last words I remember telling my father. This morning, I hurriedly finished my exam, went to my dorm room, packed my things, and rushed to the terminal to... Continue Reading →

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