The Happy Pill

Sometimes I feel like taking a break from all this nonsense and do something creative and colourful. And be happy. 

The Developing of Dementia

Guy: Hi! 

Girl: Hi. 

Guy: What's wrong? 

Girl: I am very worried. 

Guy: Oh, what happen? 

Girl: I keep on forgetting things.  

Guy: That's bad. What are the things that you keep on forgetting?
Girl: Your name and the memories between us. 

The Point of Which

You seem really happy with your life now. 

I just hope that you don't come back and  try to patch things back. 

Just move on. 

Long Hiatus

It feels good to be able to write again. It's been awhile since I last wrote. Life's getting more serious each day. And to keep up with the momentum is a real challenge. It's either you really fast to stay ahead of the game or you lose it. You can't do much about it.

On a totally unrelated note, seeing some familiar faces everyday somehow keeps you sane. But they say you can't be too happy about something. Take into consideration the reciprocal effect. In other words, just be careful of what might await you in the near future. It could be better, it could be worse.

As I'm getting older, I started to see how things work. When something happened, it may look or sound bad, but as the time goes by, everything will start to make sense,  and it is rarely as bad as it seems. At the age of 24, I learn how to rationalise things. 

Just have faith, Allah is The best planner.

The Patronizing Light

As you surfaced from the dark,
I saw a bright light at the other side of the road
The bright light that I adored so much
The bright light that I thought would mean something.

The presence of the bright light had put my mind at ease.
Day by day,
I became a better person

But life ain't easy, they say
The bright light isn't mine, they say
I don't deserve it, they say
Because it belongs to someone else.

And here I am, standing alone
Defying the gravity that constantly pull me to the bright light,
Rationalising myself
and calculating what's left inside,
Trying so hard with all my might to stay away from it.

The Amnesiac Reporter

After what happened, after years have passed, after series of heartbreaks, I completely forgot who you are, how we were, and how did things become like this.

I need a fresh start.