Other Writing

Once upon a time, in a small village nestled in the rolling hills of the countryside, there lived a young girl named Luna. Luna was a curious and adventurous child, with a heart full of wonder and a mind full of questions.

One day, while wandering through the village, Luna stumbled upon a small, mysterious shop tucked away on a quiet street. The sign above the door read "Curios and Wonders," and the windows were filled with a dazzling array of strange and exotic treasures.

Luna's curiosity was...

In the shadows of the morning light,
My mother's words echo, persistent and bright,
"Remember the bathroom lights," she gently said,
Yet in the whirlwind rush, it slipped my head.

A forgotten mask, a moment of pause,
Frustrations rising, a minor cause.
I watch Saufiq stride ahead with grace,
Miss the lift, time slows its pace.

Then Sarah appears, her greeting warm,
A simple exchange, a gentle charm.
Emojis dance with affection's delight,
A bond with Sarah, strong and bright.

Yet a conversation takes a...

In the hushed whispers of home's tender embrace,
A symphony of moments interlace,
Mum's gentle words urged items to find their place,
Yet my thoughts wandered to a distant face.

Pausing, pondering, the silence did break,
A disturbance from a curious cotton bud's wake,
"Putting cream," I uttered, a tender mistake,
In the quietude, our bond did partake.

Morning unveiled grandma's gift on display,
Bak kwa shared in a familial array,
Yet my portion seemed to drift away,
An unspoken yearning in shadows at...

"I am a team mate,
A partner in every sense of the word,
Together we strive, we work, we achieve,
United in our goals, our bond will never leave.

We lift each other up, we support and we guide,
Through challenges and victories, side by side,
With trust, respect, and open communication,
Together we'll succeed, our collaboration."

As morning dawned, and daylight crept,
Your day began, with thoughts and hopes kept.
A book, a dream, a passion so bright,
Yet workplace concerns, cast a shadowy night.

Trainers' words, a conflict did unfold,
A choice between creative freedom, and a story untold.
Cass's voice, a gentle breeze did bring,
"Write on, dear one, let your heart sing."

Mum's reminder, to sleep's sweet reprieve,
A call to rest, and a body to retrieve.
Jason's message, a bug to abate,
A technical glitch, to navigate and wait.

...

Morning sunlight dances on my face
I felt happy. Woke up to get ready
As the day unfolds, possibilities bloom
I did everything on my own. Conflict with parents
Yet, in independence, I find my strength
I was greeted by colleagues on the shuttle bus while going out to work
Smiles and hellos, a daily dose of warmth
I am preparing for the task ahead and relaxation
Task lists and tea breaks, harmony restored
Running errands for Mum after work to buy the newspaper
Small tasks, big love, a daughter's care
Went...