THE REALITY SOAP: AFTER DAD'S FUNERAL
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THE EID MUBARAK AND AN 'UNWANTED' DISCOVERY
Well, I’m finally home now with my family. I’ll be home for just a week on this holiday. As usual, there’ll be a lot of things to do – along with the family gatherings and stuff. For some people...
"COME BACK TO ME!"
Come back to me. I know you’re in there. I don’t want him. I want you. They say I should’ve left you long ago. You’re not always yourself. Sometimes you’re someone else. Sometimes I wish I could ...
THE SPECIAL SUNDAY: OUT OF THE BLUE
Last Sunday, I was "off my fasting duty" for the rest of this week. I'd met some people I'd been missing. I'd also ended up spending that whole day with the people I'd wanted to see, so it was su...
DON'T SAY GOODBYE
"Don't say goodbye, for it will only make me cry. Don't say goodbye, for these silent tears I still cannot hide. I'm one of those who cannot lie, but only for you...I will try to hide my sorrow b...
MY LIFE...IN VARIOUS ROLES AND OTHER STORIES...
Welcome back to my life...and various other stories too. How's it doing so far? It's okay, I guess. I've gone through the first two weeks of my new job and this is the third. So far so good. I ...
THE MONSTER OF THE ISOLATED CASTLE
So here she is again, back at the exile. However, this time...The Ex-Guardian of The Isolated Castle is no longer alone. The ghosts in her conscience keep following her, poking at her and mercile...
COOLING IT OFF...
Time flies. A lot of things have happened that it's hard for me to keep track of everything. Oh, well. I don't have to. Nobody says I should, eh? Life is short, indeed. So little time, so much t...
THE POLITICS AT THE ISOLATED CASTLE
How long has it been, since she last dealt closely with reality there? The Ex-Guardian of The Isolated Castle can hardly remember. Self-exile is a good thing sometimes. One needs a long break fro...
"FREAKY FREYA"
I've never seen him like that before. He's always been so brave, so strong. That day, he was so different. The big, strong police officer couldn't stop crying. His eyes were red. They were tryin...
SO FAR SO GOOD...
How's my new job so far? So far so good, that's all I can say. It's only been my first week there. I don't want to get too excited just yet, afraid that I might jinx it - or myself, just like wh...
A NEW MONTH, A NEW JOB...
You might be thinking: "Huh, what? That quick?? What happened to the last one? It's only been three and a half months!" I know, I know. Well, I simply quit and started a new one. This has never ...
"MISSING YOU"
I miss you. I miss talking about books and stuff with you, even our stupid arguments too. She said we were so much alike, that we’d practically been the mirror image of one another. Or, should I...
MIXED EMOTIONS...AGAIN...
I’d never expected that I’d be experiencing these mixed emotions again soon. Way too soon, I think, but it’s unavoidable. There’s no turning back now, so I won’t. Life is short and full of surpri...
I don't know how to tell you this, but...I think I'm suffering from the mental breakdown. I hope I'm not depressed again like I was before. I've recognised these symptoms before. These are the s...
COUNTING DOWN THE DAYS...
I can't believe that this is really happening now. I'm counting down the days again - and they're going by so fast. After notifying my GM about my will to resign, I texted Charles - my future em...
HOW TO SAY ALL THOSE GOODBYES
Have you ever dealt with quite plenty of goodbyes in such a short time? Like, for example, you had no choice but to have started this year by saying goodbyes - different, separate ones - to diffe...
THE NOT-SO-DIFFICULT DECISION
I've had to stay away from Girusi for a while. I'm sorry, I still can't get over that night. I guess I'm still upset, although probably not as furious as before. I mean, what for? It's not even w...
THAT FRIDAY NIGHT...
Alright, this is so unlike Katy Perry song – but that night really did feel like a movie... I arrived at De Hooi at past nine. I’d talked to Desi and Emily, two girls from the Fatmawati branch s...
THAT WEDNESDAY NIGHT...
Alright, guess what I normally do when certain events in my life feel like a novel plot or a movie. That’s right, people; I write a long entry about it, so here we go: Despite the fact that I w...
GOING WHERE THE WIND BLOWS?
"Am I strong enough to walk on water? Smart enough to come out in the rain? Or am I a fool, going where the wind blows?" ("Going Where The Wind Blows" - Mr.Big) Last Sunday, I didn't come hom...
THE SATURDAY BLUES
I couldn't really sleep well last Friday night. I'd stayed awake until around two in the morning, going online. There's a new teacher at the school...again. His name's Justin and he's from Brigh...
WHERE DO WE GO FROM HERE?
"Where do we go from here?" Don't you hate that question? It often sounds like a goodbye. You ask that when you're not sure whether you're still going to see that person - or people - again. Or...
ALL IN A DAY...AND MORE...
I didn’t celebrate Vesak, but I was glad for the public holiday on May 15. You see, that’s the advantage of living in my country. Whatever your religion is (or even if you’re a closeted agnostic ...
Alright, I know I didn't write that much on my last entry. My mood was broken - and I have to be careful. I try not to reveal too much of my work-related life. I have to be professional, right? ...
BEHIND THIS SILENCE
People say I have a habit of retreating behind my wall whenever things go wrong. Maybe it's half-true, but they forget something: I don't hide behind my walls forever. I just need some time and ...
Book Description
My father passed away at the age of 66, on January 19, 2014 at 8:45 am. He had lost the battle against his stroke for five years. Just like that.
I can’t think of another title for this now. “The Reality Soap: After Dad’s Funeral” is the first thing that came to mind, so here it is.
This will be about life after Dad’s gone. I’ll try not to be pathetically sappy or melancholy about it, though. I know the old man never liked mushy stuff. This is real life, he’d say again and again. Damsels-in-distress are as good as dead.
Where are we going from here? Moving forward, I suppose. We’re moving on.
It’s not going to be easy, so may God help me and everybody. Ameen…
R.