world suicide prevention day 2021

WSPD | this is okay

It can be overwhelming at first, but the dark isn’t too bad. It is the arms that caress her at night to make sure she doesn’t sleep alone; the gentle touch that wipes the tears away. It is the blanket that makes her feel safe—too familiar that it is impossible not to feel its comfort … Continue reading WSPD | this is okay

28th

so I turned 28…

The streets were unusually empty for a Sunday evening. Or has it always been like this since the pandemic? I miss the buzz of our small town, but I also love the peace and quiet now. I crossed the road—no vehicles going back and forth, no people loitering in sight. I was alone, but I … Continue reading so I turned 28…

A Love Story or Maybe Not

The other day, we overheard a conversation that really did something with my emotions. I heard this girl crying, and I started crying too. Apparently, she found out that her partner is having this flirty conversation with another girl. The guy kept saying that it is nothing even after he got caught. The next thing … Continue reading A Love Story or Maybe Not

Sunday Currently Vol 6 | True Beauty and milkshake

It's a good Sunday. I got a free milkshake from my favorite café, so I thought I'd write a Sunday Currently as I savor every sip. 😌 Reading Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami. I just picked it up again this week, and I feel like I want to read again from the start because there … Continue reading Sunday Currently Vol 6 | True Beauty and milkshake

close up photo of flowers

sunrise or sunset?

I love how the world succumbs to Midas touch during sunset. Everything glows and glitters with hues of fires and tangerines; tinctured with gold. It reminds me again how I used to love it more than sunrise. In an old blog post, I said: I love the sunset more than the sunrise. Sunrise sure does bestow hope. It makes … Continue reading sunrise or sunset?

you are in a much better place now

In every footstep, I watched the rain fell on the ground, leaving traces of silver on the grass. I felt each drop make a soft thud atop my head, slowly falling down through my forlorn face. I looked up and welcomed the cold sensation, breathing in the scent of the earth as the clouds continued … Continue reading you are in a much better place now

shadows on the wall

how can I do that?

I went down this rabbit hole called the existential crisis. I want to somehow make a difference, leave an impact, be someone that inspires people and lift them up, but how can I do that when I don't even pick up the pen anymore? When writing is the only thing I know I do best, … Continue reading how can I do that?

bicycle stuck in the flood

it’s storming outside…

It is the 1st of November. I am slumped on the floor of our tiny home with my three cats lying beside me, tucked under the blanket to keep us warm. I am having my second cup of coffee for today, and I thought I am going to write since the electricity is finally back … Continue reading it’s storming outside…