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Me and Her
Published on 09-13-2017 11:55 PM

With doubt all over my face, “Do I look nice in this dress?” I ask. She frowns and the creases on her forehead makes her look funny. “You look fat! Have u thought of liposuction?” I feel like my world is shattered to pieces and the tick-tock of my room clock seems deafening. Time is running out for my date and I am yet to find a dress that fits me and s...Learn MoreWith doubt all over my face, “Do I look nice in this dress?” I ask. She frowns and the creases on her forehead makes her look funny. “You look fat! Have u thought of liposuction?” I feel like my world is shattered to pieces and the tick-tock of my room clock seems deafening. Time is running out for my date and I am yet to find a dress that fits me and satisfies her too. To make things simpler, I wear my pants and a flowery blouse which covers all the necessary bulges. I don’t ask a word and wait for her comment in trepidation. She gives a weak smile and says, “Yeah, you don’t have much time. This looks like a safe bet. Quickly put some make-up on, will you?” Despite my brave front and safe attire, the date was still a flop indeed. She says with full of confidence, “I am so sure he lied his travel track records…who can travel to ALL those countries. Such a showoff!” I didn’t feel like defending him that he traveled for work too. It just seemed futile trying to make her understand when she is fixed that he is lying. And this is nothing new to me too, feeling bad about myself and sulking after a disaster date. Sometimes it feels like my life goes on a creepy rewind-stop-play mode especially my dates. With a smile plastered on my face the next morning, I am determined to make Monday blues vanish into thin air. I greet my receptionist and smile at the security personnel. When I reached my office cubicle, I feel a surge of positive energy. Here she comes and says, “Someone is looking very bright and sunny today, huh?” I faked a smile so wide and replied, “It’s a beautiful day and indeed I am bright and sunny to make the best of it.” I am not sure if it was a sarcastic snide or an amused expression but I was surprised to hear her say, “Well then, this calls for a celebration indeed. You seem to be in fake-it-till-you-make-it mindset.” And she evaporated. And it turned out to be a good day after all, my boss appreciated my efforts in the meeting and I was selected for the business conference end of the month. My close friend called me out for lunch after almost 6 months and we had a great time reminiscing our childhood memories. As always Lucky was waiting eagerly to play with me when I got home and I took him out for a walk. The breeze was chilly and a sudden sense of gratitude quivered throughout my body. I actually live in a safe neighbourhood with lovely people who smile and gather for all festivals to indulge in food and fun. I realize how green it is to the extent of seeming like each house is competing with the neighbours to have the best garden. I almost jump out of my skin when she says, “Did you see that squirrel? So small and cute it was.” It feels good to hear her say things like that. Normal and nice. I say in a rising rhythm, “It was a nice day today you know. I do feel like celebrating. Would you like to join me for dinner? Pesto spaghetti with pumpkin soup and mashed potato.” She nods and I conclude happily that it is more than a nice day. As I made it a practice to say my prayers before meals and reflect the good moments at the end of the day, my days become enjoyable and I find people tolerable. I treasure simple ways of life and appreciate the little things however minute they seem. She seemed softer and started saying inspiring things to keep me positive. I have not seen that side of her at all and this new revelation makes me like her even more. At work, I start my day with “Today is the best day of my life” and when I face hurdles, I hurl “Even this will pass” and march on. I notice she laughs more these days, it could be that she is laughing hard at me but nevertheless it has a nice ring to it and it doesn’t offend me. Even on rainy days, I make myself a mug of hot chocolate and grab a book to read. She joins me and assassinates the characters of the novel cruelly. I laugh at her witty comments and realize that any day can be a good day if I choose it to be so. It does feel like my life is taking turns as the season. From the chilly winter when I was gloomy and down, I blossomed into someone positive and happy like spring. With so much action and energy, I will speed through summer in full speed until autumn slows me down to contemplation. I introspect and retreat to think. Back again to winter I realize that I have lots to learn, change, implement and improve. But instead of being gloomy I began to rest and enjoy family time especially on Christmas and New Year. She brings me a lovely gift on Christmas Eve and I look bewildered. She says sweetly, ‘It’s been quite a year, don’t you think so?” I nod my head as I look eagerly at my present. She knows I want to know what it is. When I quickly unwrap it and I find a colourful album, I say out loud, “An album? Does it have photos in it?” I open it and see the whole year unfold in pictures right in front of my eyes. My days of crying and sulking and also arguing and fighting. I wonder when these pictures were taken and by whom. Slowly the photos take a change and I see more of me smiling. With family and with friends. At work and at home. Moments captured beautifully as I have fun in beach, laugh and be at peace with myself. It was really beautiful and I felt so happy, blessed and grateful. I turn to see her and she evaporates slowly with a smile so shiny. That’s when it dawns on me that this gift is a collection and reflection on my life when I chose joy, peace and love. If I chose love, she was love. When I was negative, she was grumpy. Because I am her and she is me. We reflect each other. I am who I choose to be.  ... Read more

By Navadharini Sunder in
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My Life A Fairytale
Published on 09-13-2017 11:52 PM
I stared at my computer screen wondering what should I write, since I'm a person with many real life experience stories from sad to happy, exciting to unbeliveable and as my thoughts when through my memory bank, I decided to dig up my memory file about my favourite growing up bed times stories and how it has actually became a true story in my life today. If you are wondering what kind of bedtime s...Learn MoreI stared at my computer screen wondering what should I write, since I'm a person with many real life experience stories from sad to happy, exciting to unbeliveable and as my thoughts when through my memory bank, I decided to dig up my memory file about my favourite growing up bed times stories and how it has actually became a true story in my life today. If you are wondering what kind of bedtime stories could possibly come true, let me tell you that my favourite stories may not have been other childrens favourite stories back then. I use to read with so much passion and it was all Fairytales. Why wouldn't any child love fairytales, you have an evil king, a prince charming, a sleeping beauty, the fairy who grants wishes and many more fascinating characters. I would immersed in the story that I read and would imagine Im part of the story as I read it. Once, after reading the story of the Wood Cutter and his wife and how they were granted three wishes and how they wasted their three wishes, I would always wait for a fairy to come and visit me and grant me three wishes too but I told myself, I'm going to out smart the fairy and ask for only one wish and will wish " I wish to have a wish everyday of my life" knowing that a wish like that will never make me run out of wishes in my entire life. Guess all the fairies knew that my one wish may just make their wish bank go bankrupt and therefore none ever appeared to me. No doubt, I never saw a fairy even after waiting patiently, but I never gave up hope. I continued to read my fairytales over and over again in different versions. It was like reading a bible for me as I would handle any fairytale books with so much care and will turn the pages carefully to prevent the magic from slipping away. Tiill the age of ninteen when I finished highschool, it was then I stopped reading fairytales as people around me would think I was childish and I really didn't want my working colleagues to keep away from me because of my craziness for fairytales. I remember once, my cousin came to my country for a visit and as he is from abroad I took him to my hometown library which was rather small and made of wood. The library looked more like a Malay kampung house or a village house rather than a library. Guess what ??? I went staright to the children's section to look for my fairytale books to borrow and when we came back, he had a good laugh telling my family how the shelves were at our chest level and we were the only tall ones looking for books in that section. I was around seventeen years old if I remember when that incident happened and prior to that, I was never really bothered what others thought of me in the library except for that day, he made me feel that  I was doing something I shouldn't at my age. I felt kind of embarrased but that didnt stop me giving up reading my fairytales. I was crazy, really crazyly and inlove with fairytales. When the book agents had sales in my school compound, I would always reserve the thickest fairtytale story book that had almost all the stories in it, but to my dismay I could never afford to buy any as it was too expensive for me. Years went on, my craze never stopped and as I started working and travelling quite abit as my job requires, I started collecting fairy figurines and angels instead. I would go crazy, spending money and buying all the different types of collection there was in the shelf. Oh my!, I was a fair addict, thats for sure. As I grew and journeyed through my adult life, I always new I had a guiding angel that I couldn't see as I felt I always received help in during my troubles. I asumed I was granted wishes from fairies that actually hid themselves from me perhaps fearing my greed of never wanting to run out of wishes till I die! I loved the enchantment, the magic, the fantasy and I always believed it was true and wished I was part of the fairytale story itself. Years later as an older adult, I stopped reading fairytales and stopped my figurine collection craze. Only now I have realised that my life has indeed been a fairytale story. My marriage has been a difficult journey all the years and finally i have managed to come out from it. How is it possible, I asked myself, that unknowingly I have applied the law of attraction in my life since young believing and wanting a life of a fairytale. Only now I have realised that growing up in a troubled family where my parents had an estranged relationship, while living under one roof, unknowingly I had idealised fairytales as all fairytales end with the sentence "Happily Ever After" and this is how I wanted my life to be. It was dreadful growing up in a household that was made up of a small family where my parents had decided to take the vow of silence with each other for months at times. It was like a game they played with each other. When one gives in, and try to break the vow of silence, the other decides to preserve the vow whole heartedly making matters worst and after a few days the extreme one decides to give in and break the vow and the other parent decides to take revenge by showing that the vow is sacred and therefore should not be broken. Can you imagine a life with such strange parents! So it does makes sense now what actually attracted me to fairytales and it's how each story ends with the " Happily Ever After" phrase. Well as everyone knows in fairytles before the happy ending, it starts with 'Once Upon A Time' than bla,bla,bla comes an evil king and the beautiful princess is kidnapped and then she waits for her prince charming to save her and the evil king dies or gets defeated and then she and her prince charming live happily ever after. This sort of familiar stories is exactly what happened to me in my life. It may sound crazy but it's true. I met my prince charming, who was my first love in real life a very handsome young man when i was nineteen years old. He took my breath away. My heart was beating like musical notes making a rythm as I had fallen inlove with him. All was going well till he decide to leave me for another princess. He was blind and could not see my undying love for him, i cried and my heart rythm eventually changed to sounds of pounding as it was breaking into pieces. My life was a disaster now. My undying love has now become a poisonous potion for me. With my pain and confusion of my love story I fell into the arms of the evil king. He wore a mask that I could not see and all I saw was a kind and loving person who would reach the stars for me. It was like a spell been cast. I was under his spell. My heart yearned for my prince that I lost but I could not whisper to him my love as I grew further from him and was in captive of this king. The king was my husband in real life. I learned to accept my life and tried my best to love him as a wife should. I was not inlove with him but I could not break away and seek my freedom. Years passed and the king that I thought would reach the stars for me once upon a time has now started digging a grave to bury me without my knowledge. As the hole got dipper and dipper, he became mean to me and caused me much suffering.  This king only married me for fame as he was told by the goblin's which were mediums in real life that i was born with a lucky charm and that once I became his wife, his wealth will increase. He was greedy and vicious. He had many mistresses that I was not aware off but as time passed by, and I began to see his ugly side, he decided to get rid of me for good. We had a little princess, my daughter in real life that was adorable but as she grew, she too was not spared from the king's wrath. Our little princess suffered much neglect and pain from her father the king. With all the pain and suffering I was going through, I used to think about my past and my true love, i wondered if his queen, the woman he eventually married in real life was his joy. He had a kingdom which is his home and his prince and princess which are were also suffering from the hands of the queen as she despised her responsibilities and caused chaos in his kingdom too. With all the thoughts, one fine day, my little princess spoke up to me giving me a beacon of light to free myself from my evil king. She showed me the way by asking me why i tolerate and fear to leave an unhappy life. I was silent and she gave me the encouragement to make the decision and take the leap of faith. I did and it was a difficult moment to continue life when an evil king uses his army to hunt me and uses the witches outside his kingdom to cast spells on me. He had started digging my grave but he was not able to bury me as I got out in time. She was like a fairy giving me a wish or even an angel giving me a path to freedom. Little did I know that my prince charming too was suffering and he was sinking in sorrows. The good fairy that does not show itself brought us back together with the wave of the wand. The magic flowed and pierced of hearts and guided us to find each other again. We looked at each other and our eyes spoke and the deep love we had for each other formed magic sparkles and we merged as one again. We fought all evil to get our freedom. We had our prince and princess on our journey. We had to flee from the evil magic of my king and the wrath of his queen. This was beginning to unfold exactly as I use to read in my fairytales but now it's in real life and I'm experiencing every minute of it. As the fairytales would have, we too had a share of our moments in our journey to freedom. Finally, now we are blessed to have our own kingdom and our lives are begining to have a " Happily Ever After" phrase. This joy that I'm living now is a flash of my craze for fairytales and how it has actually become true for me. My life was actually based on the law of attraction of happily ever after since young and without realising it, all these years I have been living a life of a fairytale. Finally I have found my prince charming and to think about it, I actually have got my wishes granted along the way too. So if you are a fairytale lover like me, do believe that magic does happen and you will never know but your wishes may just be granted too. The phrase that I would like you to remeber is "Never Stop Believing". ... Read more
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Wangyel
Published on 09-13-2017 08:59 AM

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By Tenzin Jimba in
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Never Expected
Published on 09-13-2017 12:49 AM
Thanks for the opportunity to share out a true story which happen in my life and hope so this story could never happen to anyone. 19.07.17 the day I was totally been broken for few pieces. Here the story begins. I have a best friend and I don't want his name to be mention. His character a good boy but his ego and arrogant makes my view point down. He were turning up to 19th years old on 20.07.17 a...Learn MoreThanks for the opportunity to share out a true story which happen in my life and hope so this story could never happen to anyone. 19.07.17 the day I was totally been broken for few pieces. Here the story begins. I have a best friend and I don't want his name to be mention. His character a good boy but his ego and arrogant makes my view point down. He were turning up to 19th years old on 20.07.17 and I have make some plans for him to have little time with great memories. What was happen on eve of his birthday which is 19.07.17 I and his mother had a phone conversation that we will be celebrating his birthday at one of house area restaurant and I will joint with them as well for the dinner. When I and his mother had the conversation they promised me that they will joining night party with me at the restaurant but will never tell to my best friend about I am turning up. Once we settle of the conversation I quickly get ready to celebrate his birthday with some surprises. I reach to his housing town roughly 11.30 along a cake as well. When I reached to his house area I gave a call to his mother and the call was not answered. Then I tired to call his house line and his sister phone the call was been cancelled. I started to worried and thinks more about why his family not answering my phones and the time is running out fast. I wait for the phone call till 12.30am by holding the cake which started to melt slow by slow. Roughly around 12.34am I started to worried more and I start my car and was On my way to his house. While in my drive I saw his car were coming out from his house area and I get to managed make a uturn and start follow his car. When I were following his car, his mother call me and asked "Kalai,where are you?". I replied "Aunty don't tell to him that I am coming. Don't worry I have saw your car and I am following your car only!". Once let know to his mother the line was cut off. Finally we reached to the restaurant nearby of his house and I were carrying the cake and walk towards to him. When I wanted to kept the cake on the table his mother telling again should we cut cake because just only we were having a cake cutting celebrations for him from another friend of him. I started to feel like shame and I felt like geeting a slap on my face but I can't show to them because at least his mother tell the truth. When I asked back to his mother which friend came over and have the cake cutting its was one of my enemy who talk bad about my family, myself and poke about me some few things bad to my best friend and my best friend join together with him talk bad about me till my dad who is not around in this world. When I heard his name I was totally broken because at least one of his family members should have the courtesy to inform me that his one of friend has came to house to celebrate his birthday can you please bring over your cake here and have a cutting celebrity together while you wasting your time standing at roadside. If ever they told me I would less down my ego and join with them but no one does it. When his mother response in the way which should not tell I just ignore it and I told him to cut the cake. Once finish cut cake ceremony I gift to him a name bracelet in gold which I will keep on telling to him for your look and skin colour the name bracelet will be matching and you will look better more. So when I gave to him, he quickly response to wear it and never even thanked me for what I done. The next day i started to call him for outing but he replied to me with a rude way and yet still I was keep on calling him till he blocked my numbers. When I text and asked why are you behaving like this? Is this the way you react to the people who value your friendship and ready to give their fulfil life to you? He replied to me which I never expected at all the replies was like this "Hey, what you done for my birthday. You never done for me anything and never make my day also! Stop all your sympathy okay! My friend make my day and he the one keep me happy". This was his replies. As Hunan of course everyone's got feeling, vibrations and etc more. When I have done this much to him is this the way he would be responding it or when I wait for nearly 1 hour plus at least a sorry can be told out but nothing as been told or been asked for apologise. When he tell that I never done anything for me I started to connect a fight with him and the real face of him I get know by step by step. This is something for me feel hurt and I don't how to express it more in sentences because I am not so professional in writing. My small advice don't ever show so much of care, trust and love to any of your friends because we don't know how bad they have talk. I have heard my best friend and my enemy talked about me bad including my family as well. I heard and I still keep the proof because of a reason only. Believe yourself, believe your family than choose a lifetime friends who never ever backstab you for no reasons. Tq ... Read more
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Like A Fool
Published on 09-12-2017 10:12 PM

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By Lucien in
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Teammates
Published on 09-12-2017 08:55 PM

"The person in the team would be….." Mr. Shawn took a glimpse of all of us sitting around the round table. As ...Learn More"The person in the team would be….." Mr. Shawn took a glimpse of all of us sitting around the round table. As if I owned a psychic power, I tried to figure out the names in his mind. Mm, I saw Jason's and Louie's names – our first speaker and all-rounder debater. He continued his words, "First would be Jason… and the second one would be Louie…"  Aha!  I knew it! That was already expected. Their participation is compulsory to guarantee our wins. Now, who are the other two lucky selected participants?? I examined other faces sitting there whose heart rate might be just as crazy as mine. The ones left were Andrew, Hannah, Bella and Cynthia. I really wondered who made it into the list.   While I was busy analyzing others' reaction, Mr.Shawn announced the third name. It was Andrew. With that, there was only one spot left in the team. I looked around again and realized the ones left were all girls. Oh dear, it must be really hard for the girl chosen to be the only flower in the garden! The butterflies in my stomach disappeared as there was only a little chance for me to get selected. It must be either Hannah or Bella. Both of them are very nifty debaters with better English proficiency. Compared to me and Cynthia who had just joined the team, both of them are much better than us. Thinking that it was impossible for me to be chosen, I looked down at the floor and sneakily enjoyed my Snickers while everybody was anxiously waiting for the last name.   "Lucy Gunderson, congratulations! You're in the team"   "Eh?" I lifted up my face and everyone was looking at me.   I looked at Mr. Shawn speechlessly and stopped breathing for a few seconds. He didn't mention my name just now, did he? What kind of a joke was that? Or is it me who misheard things? Before I wrapped my head around what was happening, Cynthia who sat next to me patted my arms.   "Congratulations!" she said.   "Eh??" again, that was the only word that came out from my mouth.   I saw Louie grins at me. Bella and Hannah were applauding me. Were they really being serious? I gulped again and again. I was fortunate enough I did not get choked with Snickers in my mouth at that time. I would have sued them for that if it did happen.   Without being asked, Mr. Shawn explained why he chose us. Frankly, I did not pay much attention to his explanations. All that I had in my mind at that time was trying to figure out who voted for me to be part of the school team. For a few moments, I stared at our trainer and Allen who helped him to count the votes. Did they miscalculate them? I did not know what happened but I could already predict what will happen to me next - I am going to be a dead meat!   Before we dismissed that night, Mr.Shawn asked for our full names and ID numbers. Upon finding out that it was my birthday, they wished and offered me some treats. I was glad and frustrated at the same time. Glad that I was not alone on my birthday and frustrated to get such a ‘wonderful' gift - being the only girl in the front line. I am still a newbie with no experience and yet they want me to volunteer as the school debater together with the skillful ones? What were they thinking?? I watched those three debaters' face and gulped. Oh god, please help me.   While we were on our way to the hostel that night, I could not stop babbling. I have even started to imagine how disastrous my life was going to be afterward. I was planning to ask our trainer to replace me with another debater, but my friends said I should not do that. They assured me that I will be all fine. Their words somehow failed to convince me. I could sense that my life would never be the same after that night.   I really thought I could not do it. But I was wrong. It was not my fight alone. Surely, God has set me up with great people for good reasons. __________________________________________________________________________________     We had a friendly match before the real tournament and it was terrific. It burned my heart with a passion for debate. I have to admit it, I love to be part of the debate family. My teammates are indeed awesome and I cannot say how much I am grateful to be with them. They have their own uniqueness which blew my mind away. I started figuring out more things about them. From the way they write down their argument until the way they deliver their speech, I watched all of them in silence. Without realizing it, I have made them my role models whom I really admire.   The first speaker, Jason, is a great speaker. He can be a bit annoying sometimes. Well, actually it was most of the times but his debating style amused me so I do not mind having to tolerate when it comes to him. Sometimes I feel mad at him for giving out unimagined ideas which I could not understand. His mind is too far ahead beyond mine. Hence it was quite hard for me to get along with him when he rarely talked to me. Fortunately, Louie was always on my side. I do not know whether he could read my mind or my face really shows it all, sometimes he understands I was getting out of the track while we were discussing. He would explain to me in simpler words when I tell him I did not get them. He was a really nice teammate indeed.   But being an introvert, I was quite an annoying person myself. Even if I had problems during our training, I would not let them know because I do not want them to get mad at me. Frankly, Insecurity took over me whenever they were around. They are really great speakers and I am basically nothing compared to them. Mr. Shawn says I complete the team because I have something which the guys did not possess. I could not figure out what was my strength and keep on feeling too inferior whenever I have to be in a circle with them. I never felt like I belong to the team.   I did not know what my function in the team was, but I enjoyed every single moment I have spent with them. I tried to improve myself to be as good as them by watching and learn whatever I could from each of them. I wanted to know what makes them such great speakers so I wrote a lot about them in my diary recently. Every single day, there was always something new that I have learned from them. Jason shows me how to generate ideas.  Louie shows me how to stay confident and Andrew shows me how to stay calm and portray good charisma during the debate. I could not express it how grateful I am to have these coaches.   I thought I was going to be fine, but I still did not. The day we departed from our school to the tournament on 5th March, I was on light fever. I was always like that – falling sick when big times are coming. I was so depressed at that time and I did not think I could do it. Mr. Shawn was mad when I told him what I feel. He said I was wrong to not believe in my own potential. I did not know what I should do. I do not have any confidence in me. My juniors kept telling me to do my best, so did my friends. I was scared of expectations.   To make it worst, I felt so lonely along the way there. Everyone was a stranger to me. Even for those three guys, I could not talk much with them. I could not express my feeling and that made me felt even worse than how I already was.   On our first match, I asked Andrew to replace me because I was not ready to step up. They helped me out and did their best while I ran away from my responsibility. We lost in that round and I know I was the one at fault. I knew for sure that everyone must be so mad at me. I really wanted to cry but I could not. Mr. Shawn who could not make it there at that time called and demanded to talk to all four of us. ‘You're dead now' I told myself. I watched the boys took turns talking to him and when it came to my turn, my hands shivered and my heart was beating so fast.   "So, is there anything you want to tell me?" his first sentence crashed my heart. I guessed the boys have already told him everything. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and tried to respond to his question.   "I.. I'm sorry. It was my fault. I'm truly sorry.."  I tried to sound fine but the sudden thought of our lost finally broke me down. Tears welled up in my eyes and I started to weep.   "Hey, don't cry, girl. No one is mad at you. There's nothing you should be sorry for"   "We lost because of me. I didn't do what I was supposed to do" I bite my lips hard as I did not want to end up crying out so loud.   "What happened to you? I know there must be something wrong. You are the one who was always thrilled about debating, right? What is holding you back now?" Mr. Shawn's gentle voice makes my tears rolled down my cheeks.   "I don't know.. I just.. I feel like I don't stand a chance to be a good speaker. I was so scared. I don't want to humiliate myself so.." I could not finish my words. It was so hard to explain when I know I was blameworthy.   "It's alright, Lucy. Now, listen here. It was fine to feel afraid but you shouldn't run away. I have put my trust on you so I want you to perform it, not anyone else. Believe me, I didn't give you that position for nothing. I know you can do it. Please, always keep a good faith in your own potential. Remember that all the time, will you?" his words soothed my heart. I nodded my head even though he could not see me through the phone call.   "The boys sounded frustrated just now. I think they feel guilty as much as you do. I've talked to them but they need more motivation right now. Will you do that for me, Lucy?" he asked.   "Leave it to me. We will do our best for the next rounds and we will never let you down again" I was determined to redeem my fault as I promised him that. I will not let our efforts for the last few months go wasted just because of my cowardly acts. __________________________________________________________________________________   We did it! We won the second match!! Everyone..! We did it! Thank god! Who would have expected it, we won! I could not stop smiling all day long. Luckily my teammates were all boys or else I would turn out shouting and crying out loud due to overloaded happiness. I was so happy that I could not even say a word and could only smile till my cheeks ached. Same goes to my teammates. For the first time, I felt so close to them as we shared the same feeling – on the top of the world. Jason who always ignored me smiled when I congratulated him. Louie could not stop grinning that day. Andrew did not talk much but I am sure he was feeling blessed that we finally made it. We had proven that we can do it if we really want it. He said he needed my brain. Okay, that was creepy, dude. But thanks to all of them, I overcame my too high insecurity.   Since that winning moment, I started to get along with those guys. Jason was still the same. He did not talk much with me. Well, if there is nothing important I would not want to talk to him as well. Sorry to say but in my eyes, he is kind of weird sometimes. As for Louie, he was so nice. Sometimes he was so annoying but I did not mind at all because I know I am not really a pleasing person too. At least I have someone to fight with so my debate days are not dreary. Andrew is a little bit different from both of them. He has always been a very good listener so I took the chance to spend some time sharing stories and complaining things to him. Louie, on the other hand, is a good friend but when it comes to sharing stories, I do not know why I cannot do it with him. Sometimes he does give me an uneasy feeling. He has a pair of eyes that gave me goose bumps whenever I noticed he was looking at me. I swear it was creepy and I hate it! __________________________________________________________________________________   Finally, it was the red letter day. We have gone through four rounds of the match and it was the time to discover which schools qualified to go to the national level. Our hearts pounded heavily and we were so nervous waiting for our school's name to be called. I was so scared that I could not stop my hands from trembling. It felt like my heart could pop out from my mouth because of the enthusiastic beats it made inside of me.   When they finally called out our school's name, my face brightened up like the morning sunshine. I really could not hold my tears at that time. I was on the ninth cloud.   "Hey, don't be a crybaby" Louie teased me when he caught me crying.   "Don't mind me, please. I'm too contented right now" I smiled with my eyes filled with tears. Louie grinned, "I know you are. But don't cry. It makes you look ugly".   "Stop it, Louie!" I laughed and wiped out my tears immediately.   I was frustrated at first, but now I could not stop this joyful feeling for being part of the team. I am so proud of my teammates. They are my heroes, my brothers, and undoubtedly, my splendid family. There is no way I would regret meeting them.  ... Read more

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Strange love
Published on 09-12-2017 08:05 PM
Bad Guy Won the Heart in the end. (Strange Story)Husband: Hey you, can't you to talk to me, I'm watching you from a long time that you are ignorin...Learn MoreBad Guy Won the Heart in the end. (Strange Story)Husband: Hey you, can't you to talk to me, I'm watching you from a long time that you are ignoring me,I know I'm nothing to you now right?. Why because I'm jobless now & you are working woman so that's the reason that you don't love me any more right?.Wife: yes, Right, Very True You stupid.Now listen,It's not becauseI'm a working woman and you are jobless,that I don't care about you,"You know Everyday I just think about you before the sun rise from East to sunset from the West,Even working hours, my mind always finds you to ask that how he will be now whether he came back from the tough time or still finding a way to live without efforting for anything else, I know how you are going through so I thought it's better to give you some space cause time will heal everything and you will be fine too, coming to my working woman I never knew that you are same like those peoples who don't like woman to work or even to see them going far in the way of success.Husband:umm..Ya I don't like you to work Because you won't understandLeave it.Wife:Why leave it, tell me don't keep anything inside?Okay then listen, I'mA life is telling you something is leave me forever cause you are wasting your time by living with me in this relationship which a painful bind to us, I'm feeling like why I'm living in life you know whenever I just see you I feel "Look how hard you are working for this house even for me and what I'm doing nothing, I can't even give you a happiness, how can I be a good husband, so I think I'm not a right man for you, it took a long time me to say you this but this is the truth, "I loved you but I can't afford happiness for you" may I live or die this regret will be there that the girl I loved was the best woman I left in between.wife: Tears in eyes and started yelling at him by saying how could you say this, without you I can't live with so how can I move on without leaving you, better not to say this again else I would leave you in the heaven.Husband: Haha okay fine now you are getting late so go now let's go out tonight.wife: now I have decided to take a leave today to spend the whole day with my better half?Husband: Oh no Plz don't take leave for me, I'm who to you just a husband not a friend like "Roy" who care about you more than me that's it right?Wife: what do you want to listen?And what do want to know just say are you jealous of "Roy" is being my best friendHusband: Not jealous but you are my wife so he could keep some distance, why can't you think from perception what I'm saying?Wife: wait.. wait.. wait.. okay now I got it Why are you behaving like this,Because he is being so good to me right You know in my life he is the first person who I made a best friend he was also a childhood friend so we are just a good friends.Husband:I'm not saying what is in between you & him just saying what Is right now, I'm your husband so you should care about me more than him, like yesterday you came late because of him right?Wife: Firstly, I want to clear you is "we are just a friend's nothing else and now you are doubting on me by saying such a things, really Hurting by your words and by your thinking. And do keep a watch on us really you fuck off.Husband: Shut your mouth now what you did wasn't wrong, every evening you go to his house and come late so now I doubt that you both are hiding something to me.Wife: Really Are You my husband remove this Mask be who you are don't think too much and I think now I should go office and stay there better to hell place.Husband: Ya you go I will call your Bff he will come and pick you.Wife: Shut your mouth, it's enough now, I told you we are just friends I can't say you anything else you are disgusting, you bull shit.(Husband aggressive hugged her and said I'm sorry) Wife: What are you doing its HurtingHusband: when your Bff hugs it doesn't?Wife: leave me now else I'm going to slapHusband: okay now you can go bye and love you forever.Wife madly went out to office And Husband went to his bedroomAnd took a phone to call "Roy" He called up and said "He should take care of his wife and give her every happiness of life,because he is going to die for her,Committed suicideBefore suicide, after the call, he wrote a letter To her where he wrote EverythingAbout today, yesterday or the moments he spent with her but the reason why he did this is written on the last page of the letter...Dear Emma,I couldn't take it more so I decided to give up from the life, and my last wish is my gift to you is be happy and get marry with Roy cause I knew you feel happy with him and also you both know each other very well, I just called "Roy and said everything to him and asked a promise from him to you isHe will look to you in life, he is good man and also a better soul than me, my last wish you plz get married, you need someone good than me and also better husband and friend than me, listen what just I did with you was everything is deliberately made mistake cause I want you to go to the office so I can execute my plan so I'm sorry and I'm not dying because I afraid of anything I'm dying cause I don't want you to see those things which are happened because of me then why you should suffer and also the reason I'm committing suicide is cause of the big reason you are unknown to it, that I hide from you from a long time so it is all about me fighting to the cancer, it was my last stage so better not to see you sad every time I hide Ever from you and now I can't take it so I'm giving it up hope you understand me like every time, sorry I haven't told you anything and you are the best woman I have ever made in life and rest thank you and sorry for everything love you ByYour Hubby. (Tom )Plz, get married to Roy.Thank you.Written By-CHIRAYU... Read more
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Strange love
Published on 09-12-2017 08:05 PM
Bad Guy Won the Heart in the end. (Strange Story)Husband: Hey you, can't you to talk to me, I'm watching you from a long time that you are ignorin...Learn MoreBad Guy Won the Heart in the end. (Strange Story)Husband: Hey you, can't you to talk to me, I'm watching you from a long time that you are ignoring me,I know I'm nothing to you now right?. Why because I'm jobless now & you are working woman so that's the reason that you don't love me any more right?.Wife: yes, Right, Very True You stupid.Now listen,It's not becauseI'm a working woman and you are jobless,that I don't care about you,"You know Everyday I just think about you before the sun rise from East to sunset from the West,Even working hours, my mind always finds you to ask that how he will be now whether he came back from the tough time or still finding a way to live without efforting for anything else, I know how you are going through so I thought it's better to give you some space cause time will heal everything and you will be fine too, coming to my working woman I never knew that you are same like those peoples who don't like woman to work or even to see them going far in the way of success.Husband:umm..Ya I don't like you to work Because you won't understandLeave it.Wife:Why leave it, tell me don't keep anything inside?Okay then listen, I'mA life is telling you something is leave me forever cause you are wasting your time by living with me in this relationship which a painful bind to us, I'm feeling like why I'm living in life you know whenever I just see you I feel "Look how hard you are working for this house even for me and what I'm doing nothing, I can't even give you a happiness, how can I be a good husband, so I think I'm not a right man for you, it took a long time me to say you this but this is the truth, "I loved you but I can't afford happiness for you" may I live or die this regret will be there that the girl I loved was the best woman I left in between.wife: Tears in eyes and started yelling at him by saying how could you say this, without you I can't live with so how can I move on without leaving you, better not to say this again else I would leave you in the heaven.Husband: Haha okay fine now you are getting late so go now let's go out tonight.wife: now I have decided to take a leave today to spend the whole day with my better half?Husband: Oh no Plz don't take leave for me, I'm who to you just a husband not a friend like "Roy" who care about you more than me that's it right?Wife: what do you want to listen?And what do want to know just say are you jealous of "Roy" is being my best friendHusband: Not jealous but you are my wife so he could keep some distance, why can't you think from perception what I'm saying?Wife: wait.. wait.. wait.. okay now I got it Why are you behaving like this,Because he is being so good to me right You know in my life he is the first person who I made a best friend he was also a childhood friend so we are just a good friends.Husband:I'm not saying what is in between you & him just saying what Is right now, I'm your husband so you should care about me more than him, like yesterday you came late because of him right?Wife: Firstly, I want to clear you is "we are just a friend's nothing else and now you are doubting on me by saying such a things, really Hurting by your words and by your thinking. And do keep a watch on us really you fuck off.Husband: Shut your mouth now what you did wasn't wrong, every evening you go to his house and come late so now I doubt that you both are hiding something to me.Wife: Really Are You my husband remove this Mask be who you are don't think too much and I think now I should go office and stay there better to hell place.Husband: Ya you go I will call your Bff he will come and pick you.Wife: Shut your mouth, it's enough now, I told you we are just friends I can't say you anything else you are disgusting, you bull shit.(Husband aggressive hugged her and said I'm sorry) Wife: What are you doing its HurtingHusband: when your Bff hugs it doesn't?Wife: leave me now else I'm going to slapHusband: okay now you can go bye and love you forever.Wife madly went out to office And Husband went to his bedroomAnd took a phone to call "Roy" He called up and said "He should take care of his wife and give her every happiness of life,because he is going to die for her,Committed suicideBefore suicide, after the call, he wrote a letter To her where he wrote EverythingAbout today, yesterday or the moments he spent with her but the reason why he did this is written on the last page of the letter...Dear Emma,I couldn't take it more so I decided to give up from the life, and my last wish is my gift to you is be happy and get marry with Roy cause I knew you feel happy with him and also you both know each other very well, I just called "Roy and said everything to him and asked a promise from him to you isHe will look to you in life, he is good man and also a better soul than me, my last wish you plz get married, you need someone good than me and also better husband and friend than me, listen what just I did with you was everything is deliberately made mistake cause I want you to go to the office so I can execute my plan so I'm sorry and I'm not dying because I afraid of anything I'm dying cause I don't want you to see those things which are happened because of me then why you should suffer and also the reason I'm committing suicide is cause of the big reason you are unknown to it, that I hide from you from a long time so it is all about me fighting to the cancer, it was my last stage so better not to see you sad every time I hide Ever from you and now I can't take it so I'm giving it up hope you understand me like every time, sorry I haven't told you anything and you are the best woman I have ever made in life and rest thank you and sorry for everything love you ByYour Hubby. (Tom )Plz, get married to Roy.Thank you.Written By-CHIRAYU... Read more
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The TAP by Nisha Sharma
Published on 09-12-2017 03:49 PM

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The True Love
Published on 09-12-2017 12:26 AM
In January 2015 " Hi" " Hi" " Why are you looking so sad? Seems you are confuse". One of her housemate was asking her. " No. I am not sad neither confuse." She tried to smile and acting like she was just doing fine. " Are you serious? Looking at outside for a few hours without doing nothing on your draft you are telling me that you are okay?" " What?." She just noticed that the paper is still blan...Learn MoreIn January 2015 " Hi" " Hi" " Why are you looking so sad? Seems you are confuse". One of her housemate was asking her. " No. I am not sad neither confuse." She tried to smile and acting like she was just doing fine. " Are you serious? Looking at outside for a few hours without doing nothing on your draft you are telling me that you are okay?" " What?." She just noticed that the paper is still blank. " Yeah, I am okay. Maybe I just too much worried on my proposal because s few months already I started my Master Degree but still i don't have any idea for my research and i don't have any guidance."  At the faculty " Assalamualaikum." " Waalaikummussalam." " Sorry madam, I just coming because I want to propose my topic, so after this we can find a suitable supervisor for me right." " Yes, what is your topic Nurul?" " Here madam." " Hahaha, what kind of topic it is? I don't understand at all." " it is about the genetic field madam." " Okay, i will find a supervisor for you." After quite sometime.. ' After a certain time, i still don't have supervisor, I think I should find by myself. I need to try to ask Dr.Durgadas first since he is expertise in Microbiology." On the phone, her mom was calling her. " Dad had asked why don't you try to ask Dr.Maher?" " Why Dr.Maher?" " Because he is your supervisor and lecturer too during your degree." ' Is that I need to ask? No, I don' t want. I scared to ask and he is specialised in Public Health. On the day she was meeting the lecturer " Hi dr. Dr.sorry for disturbing you. I already registerd as a Master student here. All these are documents related." " Okay fine. Let me read first then I will inform you." " Errrr...Dr..." " Yes." " Can you be my supervisor since I dont have anyone yet." " Okay, don't worry, I will be your supervisor." Alhamdulillah.. Then after about one week " Hello, I already think and discuss about you.. We have chose one topic that we think suitable for you. Since you got eyes problem so i have decided not to do wet method because you will pressure your eyes. So, since your master is in Biomedicine, i have decided to chose public health microbiology or community medicine microbiology for you." " One more thing,  I already discussed with one of this lecturer, public health lecturer and he was agreed to guide you. Either me or him can be your suoervisor, it is doen't matter and can be your co suoervisor also." When she saw the lecturer, she was surprised because the lwcturer is the one that she really hope can guide her. " do not worry doc, I am her supervisor before." Then, one of the thing also came in her life. In January 2017 " Assalmoalaikum. How are you doing?" "  Waalaikummussalam. Alhamdulillah I am doing good." " Good. I am Ayaz. I am a PhD student. I want to know you and meet you." A few days later, the man was asking her " Can you accpet me as a boyfriend. Please tell me." " Why you silent. Please reply me. Please let me know. Please tell me " She was replied " I mean I need time, that isean...YES." " Thank you so much dear." But the journey she had gone through it is not too easy for her. Her parent keep asking her when she finish her study because her dad was hoping that she finish in one year.. Her mother keep comparing her with her siblings. Her brother want to do Master Degree also at that time but quit because he want to study Japanese in Japan. Her mother keep repeating saying if her brother also doing master, definitely he will finish first. She can't do anything without others' help. She faced problems like difficult to find lab test kits she needed. Got miscommunication with the staffs at the faculty. Difficulties to find respondents, analyze data, writing her thesis. " You are a master student, so you need to be independent ) " we have told you before, why you don't ask us first before you decided." " Your thesis is like a rubbish. If you send this kind of works to the examiners, i am confirm that they will fail you." " i don't want to ask her progress any more, just make me sick. Don' t know when she will be finished." " i have tought you few times before. This is the last time I will teach you okay." " i am busy with pro exam with mbbs students. I will come back to you as soon as possible." " This is the fake journal. You have sent your paper to the fake journal." " i have limited my expectation to you because you don't want to obey and even don't care my wishes as your boyfriend." Until one time, she keep silent. She just want to be alone even got people around her.  She don't remembered how many times she cries, how many times she feels the empty, alone, useless. She feels her parent underestimate her but still they ask for her helps especially when her sister stay alone at the apartment, every week she need to accompany her sister even she has lot of works. She feels lonely when her lecturer sometimes keep silent without inform anything and give any feedback. Her friends most of them already married and of course for people, marriage life is different. She has someone special but she feels he doesn't understand her. But what she knows,she need to continue. Even she doesn't know the future,she need to face it.  Start for that, she was choosing a way that whatever people say, she just want to keep it inside. Because she believe the happiness can come to people from the happy person too. Thus, she need to be happy even how much tears in her life. She will not leave anyone. For her, keep silence doen't mean she is leaving someone. No a word leave she will says to people. She just doing her life as she could.  In September 2017 She conpleted her Master Degree in almost 3 years. She graduated on 6th August 2017 and about to submit her hard bound copies. Her parent be a happiest parent for her. Even her mom can't attend the occasion because not feeling well, her dad and her sister company her. Her course is the first time got students that are graduated. She got chances to take a photo with her co supervisor, Dean of her faculty, with all tge students in her session. 1 september 2017 She lost her dear Dean in the early morning. She cried. Then, someone has come to her. " I am not quite happy today even today is eidul Adha because my Dean passed away this morning." " I know but actually you should be happy dear." " Why?" " Because you look at you now. How strong you are." " What do you mean?" " Do you still remember you have told me and asked me why your parent treat you differently from your siblings. We have talked about that. And the most important thing, you are a crying girl." " Now what you got? Tell me. It seems your study won't finish right? You feel no one love you. You feel you have nothing special until I don't deserve you. But, can you see what you are now?" Still silent " Yes, your Dean already gone but not in your heart. He is with your until your last journey." REMEMBER, THE PEOPLE THAT ALWAYS MIGHT ANNOYING YOU ALL THESE TIMES CAN BE THE PEOPLE THAT ALWAYS WITH YOU IN THE PAST, AT NOW, AND IN THE FUTURE. " I am not tired with you. I love you. Please be strong for your life, inshaa Allah there is a new journey for you that awaiting for you. And keep strong for others, it is your dream right." AND ALWAYS REMEMBER ALL THESE IS ALLAH BLESSING.  ... Read more
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Love by Sunlight
Published on 09-11-2017 07:02 PM
Born not into a family of means but of opportunities, a child named Sona was the light of her parents' lives. Her ever cynical mother thought her to be the ugliest baby she had ever set eyes upon - wrinkly, red, loud and angry while like every other father, Sona's father loved her with fully, truly and blindly. To him, there was never a more beautiful child. With his faith in her and her mother's ...Learn MoreBorn not into a family of means but of opportunities, a child named Sona was the light of her parents' lives. Her ever cynical mother thought her to be the ugliest baby she had ever set eyes upon - wrinkly, red, loud and angry while like every other father, Sona's father loved her with fully, truly and blindly. To him, there was never a more beautiful child. With his faith in her and her mother's ruthlessly responsible upbringing, Sona grew up to be a beautiful young lady who was matured for her age in every way.  "FINALLY! I'M freeeee....!" Mrs Bright exclaimed as she sunk into her favourite armchair with a book. "No more schedules, no more chauffering. Its gonna be all about me, Me, ME!"  "Don't get too comfortable, mommy. You'll never be rid of me." Sona joked  "Ha.ha.ha... we'll see about that."  Mrs Bright and her daughter were more bestfriends than mother and daughter. She never had the heart to say no to Sona in any way and Sona had always loved her mother fully - as a child, sister and friend. They were each other's everything.  As much as Sona loved to tease her mother, she quickly got a job before she even officially graduated. The sense of responsibility instilled by Mrs Bright had kicked in and was geared into full speed. Sona took up a job with a new company in town (while the author thinks of a name, lets just call it Organisation 'A'). It was wonderful - there was plenty to learn with this small team. The bond formed was close knit and suited Sona very well indeed. She had high regard for her boss, a man who was gentlemanly and kind. But all that changed in a matter of weeks when his mind was poisoned against her. The friendship that once was quickly soured and became unbearable. Sona left slightly sad but not disheartened as she knew that 'when one door closes, another opens'.  Her new company - Organisation 'B' (since the author is still having writer's block for names) was up on a mountain top where temperatures seldom rose higher than 15 degrees celcious. The air was fresh with greenery as far as the eye could see and exciting new challenges - who wouldn't feel positive vibes? The best part of it was her boss - Mr. Kit. A bubbly man who had his feet steeped in different fields. He was the manager at this beautiful getaway resort yet at the same time held dangerous secrets from his dealings with underground world. He intrigued her how he had different personalities for different occasions. There was no way a single person could be this interesting! It was barely a week when they were joking and talking as if they had been friends for years.  On Sona's 9th day with Organisation 'B', an email popped up in her inbox: Dear Ms Sona Bright, Kindly meet me at the lounge at 10am.  Sincerely, John Brandy M.D. of Organisation B "Do you know what this is about?" Sona asked Mr Kit. "Why don't you find out quickly. You only have 10 minutes to get your ass there." Sona checked her make-up and hair as she rushed to the lounge. It was an uphill slope that she had to hike up. Unaccustomed to exercise, the lithe Sona arrived 1 minute late. "I'm so sorry to be late." she blurted out when she saw Mr Brandy engrossed in conversation with the lovely Ishtar. Like the Messopotamian Goddess of Love, she was a vision of beauty itself from head to toe, with a reputation just an raunchy.  "No harm. We're waiting for one more before I reveal what this meeting is about."  Sona joined their lively conversation of wit and humour. Time seemed to move by and yet this 4th person had yet to appear.  It was finally 11am when Mr Brandy called out "There you are!"  Sona turned to greet but was blinded by the sun. Shielding her eyes, she looked to see only a figure moving towards them - the outline of a man. For a moment she thought she saw a pair of wings - strong and beautiful behind this person. "It must be the trick of the light" Sona told herself. Unless he just left a costume party to join them.  As he approached the lounge, the sun seemed to follow him, ever just behind his head that lit up his beautiful blonde hair and intense blue eyes. Sona's heart skipped a beat as she found that she was unable to stop staring at him. The world had stood still when he introduced himself. She didn't hear herself responding to him and her mind was in a total mess.  "I want the three of you to perform for an upcoming VIP event." Mr Brandy cheerfully announced.  Sona was still captivated by this Greek God who had appeared before but common sense took over. "Snap out of it, girl! It just an illusion created by the sun." she chided herself.  "When is this event?" Harvey asked.  "This weekend. Two days from now."  Mr. Brandy's enthusiasm about the whole idea gave Sona chills. She had not played the harp for the longest time. He gave them detailed information of the VIPs and his ideas for the type of music the trio should play right down to the very last impression and words he hoped would be conveyed by the VIPs. "Mr Brandy, I'm not sure I can be ready in 2 days." "Oh nonsense, Sona. Harvey here is a miracle worker. With them, this will take off smoothly." "Mr Brandy. The last time I touched the harp was a good 5 years ago. Also, I haven't done a duet, what more a trio with anyone. I'm quite afraid I won't be right for the impression you seek to give."  "I agree. Leave this to me. My solo performance will be enough." Harvey supported Brandy's plead to be excluded from the performance.  "Come come now Harvey. You've always managed to give me the results I ask for. There is nothing you cannot do. Everything is last minute and late with you but never disappointing."  "That may be right. But this time I insist. As a professional musician, I know where to draw the line and not touching a musical instrument in 5 years is hardly a risk I would work with."  His words stung Sona like a slap in the face but she knew it was the truth. No respectable musician would ever take the risk of jeopardising their performance.  "Alright. You convinced me. You may go back to your office Sona."  Harvey motioned Sona to leave quickly and that she did.  It didn't take long before she arrived to Mr Kit's never ending questioning. "So how did it go? What will you guys be playing? Tell me tell me tell me!" "Oh it's nothing." Sona revealed everything that happened to Mr Kit, minus the impression Harvey had made on her.  "Sona, you've got a call" Mia, Mr Kit's assistant called out.  "Hello, Sona speaking. How may I assist you?"  "Hello. This is Harvey" "Oh Harvey! Thank you for getting me out from that tangle earlier." "It's nothing. I merely stated facts. I was wondering........ would you like to have lunch?" Lunch? Did he just say lunch? Sona fought temptation to say yes.  "I don't think so. I have a lot of work to catch up today. Perhaps another time?" "Oh.. alright. You have a good day" The disappointment in Harvey's voice nagged at Sona but no way was she going to play into his hands. It was going to be her court and her rules of the game. "You have a good day too Harvey"  Sona sat down to work but her mind was elsewhere. She couldn't get the image of Harvey's appearance and the illusion she saw out of her mind.  "Oh will you call him already?" Mr Kit's voice jolted Sona from her daydream.  "Call who?" "Oh come onn......... don't kid me. I've been there." "No way! Its too soon. A lady never seems eager to accept an invitation." Kit loomed over Sona and made a funny face that had them both bursting into fits of laughter.  Sona looked at the time. It was 5pm already. "Perhaps I should see where this goes." she said to herself.  Hi Harvey. Its Sona here. Just managed to finish my tasks for the day and was wondering if you would be free for dinner. Almost immediately Sona' phone buzzed with a new message. I'd love to. Meet you at the carpark downstairs in 5.  Sona quickly packed her things and rushed down the spiral staircase to the carpark. She got there and stopped on her tracks. She just realised that she couldn't remember what he looked like! Sure she was totally enamoured by his golden hair, his blue eyes and maybe even the wings illusion created by the sunlight but she never really looked at his face. "Shit........this is going to go bad." She scanned the area and found 3 Caucasian men at the carpark. Whipping out her phone, she hid behind the stairs and dialled Harvey's number, watching which of the 3 would pick up the phone. Thankfully, only one did. As she emerged from her hiding place, Harvey waved to her.  "You got here fast."  "What can I say? Long legs" Harvey grinned.  Was he attempting to crack a joke? Hmm.... gorgeous Greek God with a lame sense of humour. This is going to be interesting. Off they went to dinner where many jokes were told and lots of laughter followed by numerous dates. Before a month was up, Harvey popped the question. Though not in the most romantic way.  "You know, Mani and I were chatting the other day about our girlfriends." "Oh?" Sona said in a half question for she really had no interest in the conversation he had with his friends. As far as she was concerned, he is a grown man with his own life.  "We were talking about how wonderful it is to have Asian girlfriends. They do everything for us and are far more accommodating than white women." Harvey continued talking as Sona half listened. "Then I told Mani that I have found the woman I would like to marry and I told him that it is you." Sona stopped on her tracks and looked at Harvey. "Is this a proposal??" she asked herself silently but Harvey just continued talking. "He asked me what about the other girlfriend and I told him that I have made my choice."  Other girlfriend? Made his choice? It all felt like a bitter pill had just been shoved down Sona's throat. She couldn't believe it. The man she gave her first kiss to was actually two timing her? Oh no! This cannot be. Sona forced herself to smile and pretend nothing was the matter as she excused herself to the bathroom to cry her heart out. It was a horrible day. How could she have been so stupid? It went against her every principle - being involved with another woman's man. She would never want anyone to do that to her. She had to break it off but could she?  "Harvey, we need to talk." Sona said solomnly as she emerged from the bathroom.  "I'm never letting you go. Ever!" Harvey held her hands possessively.  It was more than Sona could take. In a fit of rage, she screamed at him "WHO IS THIS OTHER GIRLFRIEND? Why did you two time me? I was completely honest with you." tears of hurt, anger and dissappointment rolled down Sona's cheeks.  "Its not like that." Harvey defended himself. "Not like what?" "I have made my choice. I choice you." "Well you choice wrong! I never want to see you again." With that, Sona stormed off. She drove for hours on end with no clear destination as she cried and howled the pain in her heart. She didn't care when other people in cars looked at her strangely. The hurt was driving her mad and she could do nothing about it. She had played the fool in the game of love.  Harvey was still stunned by it all. Her tears cut like a thousand knives. Sona had become his meaning of life. Without her his life was but ash and death. In a moment's lost of words, he had not been able to tell her that she had been his one and only from the moment he set eyes on her at the lounge. "What have I done?" Harvey whispered to himself....he cursed his choice of words for the outcome. He could never forgive himself for causing her such anguish. He quickly messaged her. Please call me. I love you.  His whatsapp message checked two blue ticks which meant Sona had read his message but there was no reply. Not even an attempt to type a response. There was total silence.  Please Sona. Let me right the wrong. I cannot live without you As Harvey messaged sentence after sentence in an attempt to proof his undying love, Sona's heart broke even more. She loved him more than life itself and yet her pride was greater. She could not bring herself to answer him. Little by little, bits and pieces of her was dying as she read his profession of love.  There has never been another in my heart and there will never be. You must believe me. Please... I'm  begging you please do not leave me.  With no answer from Sona, Harvey began to loose his mind. He drank anything he could lay his hands on in an attempt to soothe his broken heart. But it was all for naught. The more he drank, the more he pined for her - her smiles that brightened his very day, her voice that made everything better. Finally he was in such stupor that he collapsed to the ground. Hours later, he awoke in his room, not knowing how he got there. He decided to call Sona. It must have been 20 times he called between 2-3am before Sona finally picked up the phone. There was silence on the other end.  "Sona?" There was silence.  "I love you. You don't know how much I love you. I am a coward for not going to your door to beg you to be with me and I'm also a coward for not telling you to end my life. You are my life and I never want to part from you. Every other woman means nothing to me." "You're drinking aren't you, Harvey?" An icy voice replied. "I know.. I'm sorry. There is just so much pain. My heart hurts so much that I can hardly breath. Please... I have never felt this much pain in my heart. I love you."  (To be continued and finished if this story wins) ... Read more
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A Petitioner's Speech
Published on 09-11-2017 03:25 AM

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The Blunder Made in University
Published on 09-10-2017 06:52 PM

This has to be a mistake.

I was supposed to be attending my St. John Ambulance club meeting and the FIRST one at that too. But....How did this happen?

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Heart to heart
Published on 09-07-2017 06:12 PM
Heart to heart. A 15-years-old Malaysian girl that want to share her thoughts.  And comes from my heart and hopefully reach to your heart as well.   -  Let me tell you about myself. I love to learn. My passion on learning not just limited to education in school but also in the Internet.  I am an avid learner, in short.  And let me tell you one thing, ...Learn MoreHeart to heart. A 15-years-old Malaysian girl that want to share her thoughts.  And comes from my heart and hopefully reach to your heart as well.   -  Let me tell you about myself. I love to learn. My passion on learning not just limited to education in school but also in the Internet.  I am an avid learner, in short.  And let me tell you one thing, Youtube is a wonderful place to explore rather that listening to Justin Beiber. It's more than that.  And I'm came across this Ted-talk entitled 'casually suicidal' from Sarah Liberti.  As the title displayed, I know right away what subject that she's going to talk about.  Suicide. When things get hard, people often feel stress and pressure. Suicide happen when we are not smart in handling our stress and keep thinking that by commit suicide would settle everything.  But in reality, no . In today's world, we could read and witness some people that attempted suicide by drowning into the deep sea or simply jumping off a building from the 15 floors. It's very dreading but that's the reality. Some people take the shortest way to get out from life problem by ending their life.  Even adolescence, commit suicide as they are living in pressure of wanting to achieve sucess in exams. I'm truly understand what they feel, but ending our precious life is definitely not the correct way to be happy. Die in agony makes us look pathetic in other's eyes.  I'm truly believe that commiting suicide is not in our list to solve our problems. When we confront with major problems, we supposedly try to find solutions by hook or by crook. Behind all of the difficulities, there's always rainbow that paint our life as we grow older.  Every bad situations has some good aspect to it which remind me of a proverb;   Every clouds has a silver lining . By listening to other people where they almost commit suicide left me thinking that everyone has their bad times in their life and how grateful I am for those who do not do such thing. Of course, life never been easy for us but it worth it.  It worth all of the struggle and pain that we been through. We're all humans and we have the power to create our future by our own.  - Based on my personal experience, I had been thinking of killing myself for a couple times.  My thoughts mainly triggered by some of specific reasons. I would say it is because of my study in school as I will go through a national examination this October.  Yes, it's just around the corner and it increase my stress level as well as my sleep.  No joke, I am a walking zombie at school as I don't have enough sleep. All these homeworks force me to sleep late at night almost everyday. Now, that's explain my consistent eye bag.  I remembered one night, I stared at my plain white and and tears were beginning to well in my eyes. I felt overhelmed by the amount of work and the pressure of the big exam.  But, I wiped my tears and smiled as looked into the mirror.  Things can get hard sometimes but you can go through it.  You have been at a point where giving up is not an option.  Let's live happily and free from suicidal thoughts.  I said to myself and the thoughts just escape my mind by the time passed.  Personally, open up about my suicide experience to friends and family are extremely difficult. The fear of being judged and looked down by others scares me.  Until now. I don't want to the odd in the room. The thoughts always come once in a blue moon but I know I can go through it.  No, I have to go throught it no matter what.  Perhaps, my experience is different with others but we share the same goal.  To be free.  To be happy.  To feel worth it for once.  To be smiling without crying behind the door.  To be vulnerable with my family.  And help others to feel the same way. - Let me tell you about this girl. She was a happy girl once. However, her happiness was snatched when her parents divorced. Their divorce, indirently was effected the little girl.  She felt lonely and depressed. Because of the lack of love and attention from her parents, she grew up to be an introvert and secretive person. Being the only child just made it worst.  To release her pain, she started to cut her wrist with razor. Blood dripping down her wrist washed away her misery. Thought of killing herself was her daily routine in the morning.  I should end my life.  I shouldn't born into this world.  No one care about me and I probably will be happy when I die soon.  That's probably what she was thinking at the last moment before her life was taken away forever.  You see, little things like divorce and children sexual abuse are effecting not only adults but younger generations as well. Because of her parents action, she is the one that receive the consequences. Her heart is broken and needs help from someone to mend them back. But there's scars that left behind.  She tried to shout for help but no one notice.  She tried to search the light yet the darkness are just following her everywhere.  Like a stray dog that follows stranger and end up bite the stranger as natural instinct takes place.  Pain become her feeling and hopelessness become her best company.  Struggling to stay alive seems so hard as if there's no more reasons to stay breathing.  Her heart says kill but her mind says no.  Her heart screams help and her eyes flow tears.  Her heart long die and her faith is gone.  Her heart is bleeding and her body was no longer hers.  Her heart says grab the knife and her hands says yes.  Her heart says now  and the world goes dark . And that's how suicidal thoughts could possibly be the most powerful voices in your life and  the heart finally gone . - May our heart always in peace. ... Read more
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Tribute to a journalist’s test of life
Published on 09-07-2017 04:34 PM
Tribute to a journalist’s test of life This is a personal tribute to my dad who has left world for eternal peace. This is about my memories with him throughout my 19 years with him. A good Journalist, father and most importantly a good friend he was. So here we go, down the memories of lane. Back in 2014, when I was struggling as an SPM candidate my father jokingly said, "Rutran this is not...Learn More Tribute to a journalist’s test of life This is a personal tribute to my dad who has left world for eternal peace. This is about my memories with him throughout my 19 years with him. A good Journalist, father and most importantly a good friend he was. So here we go, down the memories of lane. Back in 2014, when I was struggling as an SPM candidate my father jokingly said, "Rutran this is not the real test, the ultimate one is the ‘test of life’. Sadly we obtain the results only after we are gone. Whether I pass or fail you will know after I am gone. For me I just want you to pass with an A-star." Now, after he is gone, I can undoubtedly say “ Dad, you’ve got an A-star”. My father, the late Mr M Santhiran, better known as Bernama Santhiran, was a person who constantly taught me life lessons both through his actions and words. When I was four years old, I had bow-leg complications and had to undergo a few major surgeries in order to walk like any other normal child. After the surgery, I was wheelchair bound for about a year and it was a real struggle for my parents to take care of me. I can still remember the golden days when I knew that despite being stubborn, irritable and naughty I could get away with anything with my parents owing to the sympathy factor. So yeah, I gave my father a tough time as he was trying to make me walk again. Dad persevered through my terrible mood swings, when I would simply refuse to listen to his pleas to ‘help him help myself’. I’m sure there must have been times when he would have just wanted to hit me to make me see some sense, but he didn’t. He kept his composure and was determined to get his first born on his feet again. Today, as I reflect on those trying times with no Dad by my side, I realise for a fact that if my father had given up on me I might not be walking now.  When it came to our favourite pastime football, our relationship once again went through bitter phases as I refused to take after him to idolize Manchester United. Rather I chose their arch rival Liverpool instead and there have been many, many cold wars during football watching sessions. Every time the EPL season kicked off we would look forward to the Liverpool versus Manchester United clashes, and boy were they bitter, frosty and downright ugly! But even in those tense times Appa would try to be diplomatic – he would sit between me and my younger brother, also a Man United fan, to avoid quarrels between us siblings. It didn’t always work as he too enjoyed gloating about his team. Things didn’t change much when Appa left for New Delhi to be Bernama’s India correspondent. Each time Liverpool lost, without fail there would be a call from the Indian capital. However the phone would be silent when Manchester United lost - exactly what a typical Man U fan would do. Strange how life plays out - as my team Liverpool’s stars shine brightly under the mercurial guidance of new manager Klopp, Manchester United seem to have lost their glory under their new manager. I’m in a strong position to gloat but the one person I want to annoy is no longer with me. Nevertheless, despite Appa not being with us now, I admit my adrenalin for watching my favourite team play remains the same; yet I do miss that irritating call, full of laughter and condemnation, coming from Delhi. On the personal front, my father would always remind us that blood is thicker than water so it is no surprise that he strongly emphasized on family values. Our extended family is really big; on any special occasion like Deepavali, around 50 of our family members would gather at my paternal grandparents’ house in Gerisek, Muar. Dad and his clan would have a gala time during such gatherings and he ensured that the younger generation also learned from that tradition. Understandably he had a tough time being far away from us when he decided to accept the Delhi offer. Every other night he would communicate with us through Skype. Fate has been cruel to me in that I did not get to talk to him much the last few times he skyped as I had my exams coming up. I did however manage to tell him that I had bought him a Batik shirt of his choice for his birthday. I suppose on his birthday, when he would have turned 49, I will just have to place this birthday gift he will not see at the altar, hoping for a smile and a nod of approval from wherever Dad may be now. As many of his friends and colleagues will vouch for, my father was a man of the people. He always said that his pen only served for the people. On many occasions, he has shared with me a lot of his amazing experiences as a journalist - including Al- Mauna attacks, the Reformasi movement, Highland Towers tragedy, opposition leader Anwar Ibrahim’s cases and many more. My father was also a patriotic man. When he first left to New Delhi to serve as a Foreign Correspondent, he even told the Immigration officer at the airport how proud he was to serve the country from abroad. Those words still ring in my ears. Someday I hope to pass this on to my children. And also that Bernama Santhiran always laid his emphasis on passion for his job and good values. I am currently pursuing my passion in accounting solely because of him. Horace Greeley, once editor of the famous New York Tribune, said “Journalism will kill you, but will keep you alive while you are at it “. Journalism was what kept my father proud to be alive. Never stop pursuing your passion just like my dad. Rutran Santhiran... Read more
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