From Philippines, with love


Do you want to hear a short horror story? It’s so short; I could give it to you in one word – Philippines. Kidding, it’s a bluff.

But on the other note, we are so used of the constant issues that when someone offered change, we tend to refuse. Quoting Lord Varys from Game of Thrones series, “perhaps we’ve grown so used to horror we assume there’s no other way”.

Truth is, it’s not the country that is horrifying. It’s the people within it.

Too bad, he never heard the beating of my heart


It was the 28th of August, Sunday, when I have finally told myself that I don’t like him anymore. It wasn’t much of a big deal probably, but for me it is.

I could still recall those times where I would stalk him on social media, save his photos on my gallery, act all giddy when he’s around and even boast about his talent to my family as if I was a proud girlfriend. Yes, my family knew how I adore him. It wasn’t a secret, after all.

But what I felt for him was toxic.