Solitude

“There is only one happiness in this life, to love and be loved” – George Sand Love is one of the most profound emotions known to human beings. There are many kinds of love, but most people seek its expression in a romantic relationship with a compatible partner. For certain people, romantic relationships are the most meaningful element in their lives, providing a source of deep fulfilment and pure happiness. However, some prefer the life alone. Why? Perhaps they have been through too much heartache, and the thought of going through yet another failed relationship is too much to bear. Failed relationships happen for many reasons, and the failure of a relationship is often a source of great psychological anguish.  Relationship has always been a positive mechanism- a motivator. In Jamison. L. Ganong’s journal, “Journal of Social and Personal Relationships”, it was stated that relationship is “a key to motivate the comforts of an intimate relationship while maintaining a hig

“Even the littlest flower can withhold a storm” My little niece, Alyshana Ariel was diagnosed with thalassemia major at the age of 1 year 9 months. Children born with thalassemia usually develop the symptoms of severe anaemia within the first year of their life. They lack the ability to produce normal, adult haemoglobin and experience chronic fatigue. They may also fail to thrive, but luckily my niece had her early treatments. My little niece had her weekly transfusion, and I remember when she used to cry so much when the doctors poked needles in her.   Having sufficient blood packs in the blood bank was difficult, my sister had to spread the news about her daughter, pleading for friends and family to help donate blood to my little niece, luckily for us, we have a big family and my sister have amazing friends. News spread like wildfire, and soon a lot of people knew about Ariel. The first time Ariel went for blood transfusion, she was scared, only a child at 1 year 9 mo

I lost a very dear friend of mine at a very young age. It was hard for me to cope without her, everything about her paints a portrait of me. Everything I am at this moment, I give it all to her, everything of me, it is because of her - my interest in singing, in drawing and reading all comes from her. Losing her was by far the hardest pain I have been through and it left a huge scar, though my scars doesn’t make me sad, instead these permanent scars tells me whatever I had been through it made my heart and desire stronger. I have to admit it was hard accepting that she is not physically with me anymore, but that doesn’t mean she is a forgotten echo. I will forever remember her.             Oh how much I miss you dear Amanda, I will never forget you. It has been 8 years without her, but I will forever remember her through the memories, and through a song I wrote of her. I won’t go chasing, chasing waterfalls I know there’s nothing, at the end of the road M

How many times have you lost hope? How many times have you thought you’re not worth it? And how many times have you doubt yourself? With all these negativity, we’ve lost so many opportunity, missed a glorious triumph, and stray from our happy ending. I dare to admit that I’ve lost so many opportunities and sometimes I wish I could turn back time and be bolder – be daring for adventure. Even so, I was not, instead I crumple into a ball and expect my “mummy and daddy” to take care of me. There’s the problem, I depend too much on my parents, I depend too much on others, and its time I knew that I should be more independent and be confident with myself.  The day I realized I’ve lost a great opportunity, I thought to myself             What have I done? What have I missed? What if I went with it, what would become of me? All of these unanswered questions gave a big impact to my life, and so I decided to make decisions for myself. Yes I still seek advice from others bu