Memoirs of a happy child (29-Aug-14)

The shrilly whistle of the kettle...

The smell of the warm steamed puttu...

Dogs running around playfully, warmth of cuddling them..

Bitting into the juicy rambutans while enjoying the wind under the tree...

Smelling the freshly mowed green lawn...

The sound of raindrops against the leafy surrounding...

Post-bath cuticura comforting the skin...

Stories of adventures and fantasies while sitting on mutachas lap along with the familiar smell of tobacco..

Pepper and soy sauce seeping through the half boil egg...

Childhood, i must say was the most beautiful adventure I have had. Carefree and eternal bliss it was. Where thoughts, speech, and heart were at its purest. 

Adulthood snatches it all away, opening your eyes to the sinful world you are in. Where the heart is conscious of its surrounding, thoughts influenced by sinful deeds and words expressing the frustration of leaving that beautiful world behind.

We live each day, fighting with ourselves to become strong enough to face the real world. Each day is a struggle, yet we live. And when we breath our last breath, we wonder what was life all about because we become nothing at the end of our journey. I hope to get my answer before that and learn how to appreciate whatever little beauty is left of life....

RIP (25-Aug-14)

Today we lost a pure soul to heaven. A person who never was blood-related but somehow soul-related to all of us. A father-figure who has showered us with unconditional care and love. He was special. He became part of us.

It is sad to know that you are no-more. I will remember everything you have done for me. You will always be remembered and have a special place in all our hearts. May you rest in peace DT L

Another phase (24-Aug-14)

A partner is someone who places you 1^st before them. A person who wants to smile with you during happy times, cry with you during your downs, corrects you when you are wrong, praises you when you are right, a person to whom you can show your silly side, a person who you can talk to about everything or anything without thinking, a person whom you can be yourself with…and never fails to give you the warmth and care you need.

In the process of completing our 9^th month of marriage and I have started feeling the emptiness of not being able to do what I assume I should be doing. Maybe he has started taking me for granted? Maybe I fail to express how I feel? Maybe I need to show more confidence in myself to be respected by the other?Somehow or rather, I voiced it out and I hope it turns out to be more positive.

All this (marriage to be precise) has made me appreciate and miss my family dearly. People who are constantly warm towards me, regardless of who I am. People who always want to hear what my mouth speaks or my mind thinks. People who are always there.

But I have stepped into another phase of my life, leaving that comfort zone behind. Moving towards my own journey, learning how to be less dependent, learning how to be stronger, wiser and how to manage living with a different human under the same roof, at the same time being happy together. 

Lost in translation (19-Aug-14)

‘Lost in translation’ depicts beautifully of how much action speaks louder than words. Made me think of wha exactly do we live for? who are we on this earth? what makes us happy? Only once we know this, we will be able to live the life we want. Although not perfect but at least near perfect to what we want.

The answer to my frequent question on marriage and babies…

“For us to have a reason to live the present, we need a partner. For us to live the future, we need a generation. “