He could have been asleep. He really did look like it. His chest area looked robust for an aged, dead man. He always managed to see the humour in any situation. That was something Aba had picked up. It was this face, now inanimate, that raised his granddaughter. Third Time is a Charm.

I gave it to her and then from nowhere began to feel bad. I had done my part not to make the driver suffer and now it was reversed because of Madam Neighbour.

How it all started;. An artwork for a client. This drawing actually took a while to do than usual but I mean it was worth right? June 14, 2015. In hand and a tobacco.

Literature, poetry, short story, prose. This particular magic trick snuck up on you subtly; gradually. First, the taps stopped running in your area. They would run one week and dry up the next, till they dried up all together. You took it for granted that the problem would be fixed; but it is still here, rubbing its long fingers on just about everything.

Setitik kesegaran terpancar membasuh luka. Hanya sekejap saja dia bersinar. Keindahan di mata bukanlah kebahagiaan. Mimpi yang tak pernah menjadi kenyataan. Cinta tak lain sebuah prasasti.