She was never healed

The year was 2002 or even early 2003. She stood there on the ground level. Her eyes peeled to a certain spot. And then there they were. Just exited the library. He was among his friends. Laughing and smiling. She gripped her hands hard. She could feel it in her heart. It was painful. She…

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The long lost dream

Bismillah, The past few months have been tough. I am glued to social media and most of the time crying when I am alone at nights. What I have seen on Palestine was inhuman. And it’s even more inhuman to see the people who have powers to stop this have done nothing. At nights, my…

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Jakarta Blues

Bismillah, Wow this blog is just gathering dust and I just donate willingly to my domain and hosting provider, haha. I am dropping this real quick because after three weeks back in Berlin, I am still having Jakarta blues. I am not sure why- but perhaps because two weeks in Jakarta was not enough. It…

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