The moment. How could I ever forget the moment that held oceans of laughter,rivers of change, and quiet storms of

Budak kecil itu Aku dekati Aku amati Bahu dia aku pegang lembut Pipi dia aku sentuh perlahan Kepalanya dahaga usapan

A companion to my previous article: The Forgotten 4%. In this writing, I will talk about half of the forgotten

“Watch the world from the sidelines Had nothing to prove ‘Til you came into my life  Gave me something to

Every morning, the bus came at 7:42. And every morning, she arrived at 7:43. It became a routine so consistent

I joined usrah about four years ago. Why did I join? Because I have always loved learning, and the thought

Buat separuh Disela-sela luka ku itu, ada indah yang mengisi, yang meniupnya, membalutnya yang mengusapnya , menciumnya yang ada bersamanya

So here is my disclaimer: I am human. And humans are bad at surviving pressure. We improvise. We lie to

We arrive with heavy suitcases and even heavier expectations. We come with blueprints for our future, timelines strictly drawn, goals

The logical fallacy of thinking that affection follows the laws of physics and that every emotional action will result in