We always look forward to the future. Of course, you can't look forward to something that has already happened in the past or right this very moment. But because of too much focus for it, the present gets obscure. We forget to enjoy every single second of today. Future. Future. Future. Death is faster. You'll… Continue reading DEATH



Yesterday, during lunch at the office.. "Long Distance Relationship" has been talked about. How it works for other people and why it doesn't for others. I always love to hear other people's view of things because it amazes me how we are all kind of similar and different at the same time. LDR, I was like… Continue reading IT HAPPENS EVERYDAY


I used to greet people with "I wish you all the happiness in the world". Now, it just goes like this: "I wish you all the happiness you deserve." Everyone needs happiness so you only need to take what you deserve not all in the world.


Once in our life, there will always be this someone whom we let go and when we look back in our past there's this question lurking around "Why didn't I hold on?" You know what you did is for the greater good and you have moved on, it's just.. people always wonder. We are so… Continue reading THE ONE THAT GOT AWAY


When the sun comes, the rain pours..


When I see a couple, it sometimes irritates me when they are like PDA-ing in front of me. But last night was different. I saw these two and I know that they love each other so much. And this poem here reminds me of them “But if you see how he looks at her, you’d know some love always stays” It always amazes me when two people look at each other like they are the only ones that matter. Like they are inside a snow globe, enjoying each other’s company in their own world. I don’t want to look away because it’s like there’s some sort of positive energy that radiates from them and I want even just a spark of it but staring too long may break the glass and I don’t want that. So I always look away.


In the history of some years

Their story has found its place

It’s in the past, written in rock

Too far from their parted ways


She knows she can’t touch him now

For he isn’t who he was 

And still when she’s in his arms 

Gone in feeling are bad days.


He may hold someone else’s hips

But the lips are always hers 

The girl he once fell deeply for

Isn’t the one who in his bed lays. 


These two will talk and laugh

And say that they no longer care

But if you see how he looks at her

You’d know some love always stays. 

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Her head tuck under his chin Shutting out the world outside a place filled with paranoia She is on tiptoe His hands on her waist a feeling much stronger than nostalgia Two persons in love Enclosed by a blissed-out glass a snow globe of euphoria


We spend almost two decades in school. Yet, we don't remember every lectures we take or every single info our teachers try to feed us. Yes, we can call ourselves "educated" or "degree holder" once we graduate in College. But that's not the whole point. Our parents send us to school not just to study… Continue reading WHAT SCHOOL IS FOR