Persistence is Power

Ushered the year with a string of hopes. It's unlike used-to-be when there were Top 10 new goals. After years of hustle she enters a juncture. A realisation of life that is only half-lived. Some people admit to life as it is. Routine is all right for it provides tranquillity. No risk, no headache, but... Continue Reading →

Culture – Right or Wrong?

During university days, it was hard to define the meaning of culture. As easy as reading off a textbook and completing exams to prove how much management students should know, it was not properly decoded. I mean, how could one possibly know without experiencing it in realtime? Not until I became a lucky bird who... Continue Reading →

How to take your mind off of crazy world?

Painting, seems to appeal to limited group of people. Perhaps it's the thought of having to be perfect that hesitates one from painting. Perhaps it's the judgemental world that one is afraid of. Perhaps it's the criticisms one is fearful of. Perhaps being associated to painting are considered quirky, introvert or unfriendly because one is... Continue Reading →

I miss him.

I woke up this morning, crawled my left hand to the left side of the bed, to feel if he's there. "Not there. Isn't it Sunday yet?" I must be dreaming. As usual, he's up earlier than me. I got up, put on my bedroom slippers and pair of glasses, switched off the standing fan,... Continue Reading →

Everyone loves talking.

Everyone loves talking. More so when it comes to talking about their lives or themselves.  The opportunity to communicate in terms of thoughts and feelings are pivotal. Not denying that it is possibly one of the few ways an individual could signal the identity he or she wants to share with people around them. It... Continue Reading →

I am drained.

Hustle, bustle... if they come without passion, what am I aiming for? Constantly thinking, constantly trying to find the meaning to life. I can't help but emphasise how important it is to keep focused and reminded on our goals. If they ain't clear, then clear them. If they are easily forgotten, then maybe the goals... Continue Reading →

How far does fame bring me?

First day of fame, it feels amazing. People love me. People adore me. People want a piece of me. Because I am being the perfect me. I didn't want it to stop. Fame is addictive and it's a lot of hard work. It can only grow more, not less. As long as I portray what... Continue Reading →

How is the world out there?

She wonders. It was uncommon in Asia to leave home at young age, because living with parents have always been a convenient option. She wanted to explore the city, that comes with endless possibilities. Hopping from one place to another for several years, hardly ever complacent, she wanted more.¬†Opportunity arise when she was posted to... Continue Reading →

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