Blue 

Finally I figured the reason why I refuse to cave in to people and things – call it an act of martyrdom, but dependence is a foolish ding. We harbour one thought – the weird one – that one of them perpetually stays, even when you come undone. But still naturally today I found myself…

Falsetto

Whenever I long to reach for a something shelved too high, I ponder if cuts are going to itch or if tears are bound to run dry. Whenever I deem something unmissable, I linger for too long within its velvety edges. But my heart tells me to keep my composure as this world may be…

Alone Together (Dang)

Late night, I took the subway back home, all by myself. Mellow acoustics murmured in my ears I glanced at my watch. “Dang, it’s twelve – that lonely hour in which people hold back tears.” Tongue tied, I watched them as they kissed, (however voyeuristic it might be) “Dang, young love is wonderful (- don’t…

Frankly my dear,

So tell me Was she on her knees when she kissed your crown? Did she sing all the right notes this time around? Have you smiled, and did all these make you drown? Go, don’t come to me to Tell me what you found

Reversion

So, I knew that person once. That person who treasured the littlest trinkets, and derived the utmost satisfaction from staring at late-night movie screens to heartily guffawing at romantic comedies. That person who was unselfish and hopeful – she expressed her affection gregariously and swore that the last thing she would do was go around slaughtering those who loved…

Marriage: An Observation

I have been wondering about the aftermath of happy endings. You know, particularly in films, which conclude with great curtain calls that amalgamate wedding bells, the astounding applause of laughing bridesmaids and a classic sealing of the deal with a magical kiss between main characters who are so hopelessly in love? So, what comes after…

Wonder(wall)

They say people are brought together by intoxication. I always snorted at this conjecture – right until that very occasion where we subconsciously formed an indenture. Maybe it was not booze after all, because of how we came together and found each other, like overall concentric circles. I snickered at the smirks that you fired…

Goodbye, Class 12!

It has already been three weeks into my trip of soul-searching, discovering of newfound passions while meeting people from around the world. For friends who are not exactly aware of my whereabouts, I’m currently abroad and travelling around China (been to Shanghai and Hangzhou thus far) on a programme called Dare to Dream 5.0, organised…

A List of Happy Things

So it has been six months into 2016! Really stupefied by the speed time goes flying by – it felt as though Christmas just passed, and yet now I have already completed an entire year of my still-fresh university life.  Through this short span of six months – which has been filled with surreality and…

Like Fine Wine

A friend of mine once mentioned this during a rather controversial conversation that we shared: “A man’s value increases as he ages. Meanwhile a woman’s value just declines as she gets older.” – Well, this is definitely debatable but somehow, I would agree with it to some extent. Look – women may just lose out…

Bourbon in My Coffee Cup

You were bourbon in my coffee cup. The taste that was not quite right, but I went ahead to fill it up. I tried to comprehend the plight That you said was inexplicable And no matter how, you stood unfamiliar. I drank, as shivers were sent down my spine. Delectable, inquisitive touches that I reckoned…

Love on the Screen

Found a piece I wrote pretty long ago, which I feel is too wasted if it’s not published somewhere – let’s just say, it shows how I’m not over (500) Days of Summer, and how I celebrate the idea that romantic films are still taking over the world!