I’m writing this post because I noticed there was a surged of visitors lately. Not sure why but I’d like to thank everyone who enjoyed my work.

Thank you for your time however small it is.

Have a nice day. ๐Ÿ™‚



Haven’t been taking photos recently. Felt like doing so.

So I took a long walk.

Your everything

Lately my nights has been occupied by the thoughts of you,

Your smile,

Your laugh,

Your everything,

It’s mesmerizing,

It felt real, and it keep me awake,

Your smile,

Your laugh,

Your everything,

I miss you,

And your presence is all that I want,

Your smile,

Your laugh,

Your everything,

And I’d do anything,

For you to come back, and for me to be,

Your smile,

Your laugh,

Your everything.

The evening of Eid


Hello everyone. As you may know (or not), tomorrow is the day of Eid. A festive day for all the Muslims worldwide and no, it doesn’t involve terrorism.

I’ll be a bit busy with grabbing free food so I may not post all day. But first of all, I’d like to say Happy Eid to those who are celebrating it and have a nice day to those who don’t. Hope your day is filled with many delicious, mouth watering foods and hopefully they’re free.

PS : Pic is unrelated. ๐Ÿ˜›

Lonely traveler

I ended up boarding the last flight due to extreme delay. The shops were closed, the hall was empty and the seats were occupied by those who suffered the same fate as me.

The machines had stopped working, lights dimming, doors shutting and the chatters had receded. To be direct, it was late.


My only company was the roaring engine of a small twin-engine plane as it soared through the night skies.

I found it fascinating. With the bigger one, the lift and landing was smoother, whereas with the smaller one you could literally hear it roared as the propellers spun in unison. An experience that would forever be imprinted in one’s mind.

Whitey and Softy


(I know, I’m bad at naming)

It’s my cats. Not mine actually. They’re strays that heard the news from the other strays that there’s food in my house. ๐Ÿ˜›

They’d come around and we’d feed them. If they stayed longer than few days, we’d name them. ๐Ÿ™‚

Thanks to mom.

Arcade memories


Aah memories. My first encounter with the arcade was when I was still 7 or 8 years old. And it left a big mark as I was fascinated by the place, games, music, (despite it being annoying) and food like popcorn and such. It was a place of gathering for some and for others, it was a place to be alone.

Sure technology nowadays has enable us to bring the arcade back to our home with playstation, wii, xbox or whatever it is that you play but nothing could ever replace the arcade completely.

These places are now far from its glory days and usually left empty even during peak hours. Yet it never dies.