A man becomes true only when he treats his woman right

Thank you Lord.
For returning my compassion to me. For enabling me shed tears upon a friend’s unhappiness. For giving me the motivation to push her through the loop of helplessness. For reminding me the worthiness of the choice I’ve made. For granting me the peaceful sleeps.

Little things that matter

At the end of the day; right before you close your eyes hoping for a good night sleep,what you actually need is right before you – waiting to be discovered. You may have lived in denial that it’s not exciting anymore, forgetting the comfort it gives you all the time.

It’s because despite what you promised to yourself and the world, you do tend to take things for granted. You fail to appreciate the beauty that lies beyond the macroscopic view.

Nevertheless, God (despite whatever superhero names you brand Him with) is great when you rely on him completely without doubting. He shows you the light. Gradually, so that your eyes get used to it slowly without dilating too much. You are cleared from the racy clouds of thoughts. Your prayers are answered and taadaa – Accio Happiness!

You’re happy again. You’re able to smile again. You’re able to love again.

Since I’m obsessed with Dentistry, I have to equate taking things for granted with mouth mirrors. It took me a whole of Year 2 and halfway through third year to figure out the light-reflecting purpose of the mirror. While I was struggling to master indirect vision without damaging my sitting posture, all of sudden the light shone on the mirror and got reflected on the occlusal surface of molar, if I’m not mistaken.

You don’t realise the little things like this actually matter the world and make all the difference – until they do.

Hello, Exam!

It’s the time of the year when everything is focused on how not to feel guilty about wasting my time doing anything but studying. Month of April comes with final examination schedule which finally brought in some motivation to face Orthodontics notes. Month of May comes with my internal hard disc crashing down. The last time it happened, I managed to pass my second year. Let’s hope it’s a sign that I’ll be a super senior of the faculty next academic year.

The last time I was home I had to be an adult and console mother each time she relapses about the loss. It was difficult enough to face the neighbours knowing the betrayal but nothing beats listening to your mother rambling helplessly. All I can hope for is karma doing its screwing job on time.

When Prem visited, he described Dobby as old. And it kinda crumbled my heart. Dobby can’t be old. Just like how your parents can’t be old. Having dogs at home teaches one to be more compassionate and less bothered about having fur on your black pants. They teach you that loving unconditionally with very less expectation is life after all. They remind you that every goodness shown to you has to be replaced by gratitude, even if it means you’ll be betrayed later.

Pottermore is open to public yet I have not visited my page for months now. It takes a different level of self-control to stop me from opening the site. By now I have read Deathly Hallows twice in less than 2 months. Yes, all I’d want is reread Harry Potter without this nagging thoughts about osteochondrosarcoma at the back of my mind.

Dance like there’s no one watching

This exhaustion is so familiar. The same exhaustion I felt every weekend when I was 10. The same aching lower limbs. The exact points where the skin peels off from the soles of my feet. The same way I use a fat pillow to support my calves. Once upon a time I didn’t know this is happiness. Now that I do, I’m not letting go of it again.

Happy Birthday, Love.

Every Blair needs a Serena. I’m not saying I’m as hot as Blair but my Serena is definitely way hotter than anyone else.

She is crazier than anyone could get.She smiles like a shining rainbow. She talks non-stop like a bullet train. She sounds like a little girl hoping for ice cream. She loves lollipop because life is like a candy for her. She cries for simple things yet strong enough to wedge her way through. She creates a style for herself. She doesn’t belong in a static place because she moves so much. She colors lives around her. She is a wonderful friend. She is a passionate lover. She doesn’t wait for things to happen for her. She makes dreams come true.

More importantly she loves me like hell. Deepika, thanks for never letting me down, for never letting our friendship go despite the distance, for whatsapping me without fail every single day, for keeping me at the most special place in your life and heart. You have no idea how much of strength you give me just by your mere presence. With you around I’m sure one day when I make life changing decisions, I’ll have the courage to do so.

I promise – this friendship is a lifelong one. That no matter what happens; who comes and goes, you’ll remain my BFF. You’ll be the first one to know about all the silly and crucial parts of my life. If I don’t mind being vulnerable to one single person, that would definitely be you. I love you that much – more than how much these words could mean.

MEEooWWhh!

This week is the type of week that all you do is with one single motivation : being lazy. Rising up in the morning by Dobby giving me a slurpy kiss or barking right into my eardrums, spamming fb walls with totally unnecessary things to show the world that I’m still young enough; dancing for hours pretending I’m in a music clip; putting up my hair in a bun not concern of how silly I look like; leaving my phone uncharged for days, eating like there’s no faculty dinner coming up right after holidays. All I’m wishing for is, one day I should be able to provide such an environment for my children to come home to.

Kuching was a total eye-opener. How ignorant I’ve been, I can’t seem to digest. Raw, unexplored, traditional land. Time seem to move slowly. Years seem to take longer to age. Something about the place just made the people pleasant as all of us should be. It may not be perfect but hell if I can survive AIMST and love it still, won’t I be able to love Sarawak as well?

It’s been a weird week. The heart is swollen with so much to say with very little congruent words forming in the throat. The beliefs have started crumbling as the wall is strengthened.  The distances seem to be shrinking despite the oceans. Let’s just say right now I’m very thankful to technology.

If you get what I mean

At times life is stranger than fiction, filmier than Tamil movies. You wake up in the morning not knowing the day is going to be different. You meet some stranger not knowing they are going to bring excitement in your life. You befriend them, breaking the boundaries you made for yourself. You trust them when the whole world seems to say otherwise. You don’t know where it may lead, but the path is inviting.