In the distance, I spotted one and it gave me a feeling of longing. A lonely wooden bench. I sat there after a long walk — to rest, to watch the hours go by, to feel the wind ruffle my hair, to watch the children play with the water and the cats roaming around. I…
I originally shared this video back in 2013, and came across the post again now in 2022 as I was looking at my archives. I’m glad the video is still around because, as I said on my original post, it resonated with me in a big way; it made me feel understood. And I’m sure…
You’re just there. Like a random person sitting across the bar, staring for hours but not engaging, only difference is you and I are no strangers. But the fruit must be pleasant to the eye because you keep coming back like bees to a hive. Still I can’t help but wonder: is it the content…
My neighbors go quiet every so often. And on occasions, they’re as loud as a Saturday market. I can tell they’re a couple, unless their idea of “casual” also means living together. Their instability is loud. I can’t quite make out their day-long arguments, but I hear the yelling, the sobbing, and the door slamming….
What can I say about the “Supreme” Court decision on Roe vs Wade that I haven’t already said? I am at a loss for words. The fact that a political party has had an agenda this entire time to, essentially, disrespect women and make us suffer is simply incomprehensible. I keep asking myself why? Because…
They say some things are better left unsaid; that silence is golden and never to say anything that doesn’t help the situation. They say a thousand things about “things you shouldn’t say,” and they have whole lists out there. They say so much about staying silent, too, and I do agree…with part of it, when…
So much has been said about friendships, through personal anecdotes, quotes, proverbs, and entire books, that you think you know what a “real friend” should be and should act like. Some of those stories hold truth today, but I think it is something that you eventually learn on your own. Who is a friend? It’s…
Did you always know what you were meant be? Every now and then, it hits me, that even though I was so painfully introverted I could pass as a mute when I was a child, I always had a lot to say. And maybe the proof is in all the times I was punished for…
The day I found out perfection couldn’t be achieved, I knew I had one thing and one thing only left to be: unapologetically human. Flawed to the core. Shamelessly vulnerable. Breakable. Of all this, I find the latter is the hardest thing to be. You’re breakable from the moment you’re conceived; accepting such fragility is…
One day, you learn that life is just going to have a lot of inevitable turns. Then, it’ll take another day for you to accept that reality. Yet, another day comes when you realize that, after all, you’re as unprepared as you were before any of those turns happened, to anchor yourself. To expect, to…
Once I close that notebook and force the fat messy sharpie down the spiral binding, my brain understands that the day is over. And it rejoices. It is, indeed, a good feeling knowing you finished one or two tasks, when you’ve been so “ADD.” Even when knowing you’ll have to do it all over again tomorrow,…
I created a blog about 20 years ago which tagline was: my hands are tied, my voice is not. It was a space I made for myself to voice out my frustrations during my early years of political and self discovery. I realized how affected I was by social injustices and human rights violations everywhere….