Living Inside My Head

I never expected this much, but wow, thank you. Sorry if I am a lazy blogger but still, you stayed. Thanks to everyone who had given their time to read some of my articles, and sorry if they suck for some of you. But still, THANK YOU SO MUCH. This makes me blog even more XD

I have been in quite a few interviews this month and the only question that they keep on asking me is: "Tell us about yourself". I would tell them I love food that's why I eat every 30 minutes, if not 30, then 15. I would tell them I compose songs. I would tell them I love writing poetry. I would tell them I write stories. I would tell them I blog. But I have never told anyone these: My mother died 5 years ago, while my father died 2 years ago, and yet their death sank into me when I saw their death certificates just a month ago. I realize that they are actually dead and nothing can change that. I read the words that said that my uncle is our legal guardian, and quite involuntarily, tears started running from my eyes. I went to my sister and she laughed saying that I just realize that our parents are actually gone, and she told me that being successful will be our greatest gift that we can give to our family who treats us as their own children. And

Once, there was a girl named Makona, she was a silent, carefree, big hearted child of the Sonan Family. Her mother died when she was 12 years old. At her present life, she lives with her father. Her father wasn't really close to her, sometimes, he would go to other places without her knowing. One night, Makona decided to run away from home. While her father was sleeping, she packed her bags and started living her life on the road, it was 6:00A.M when she felt tired. And a minute later, a girl walked her way heading to school, she asked "Hi! Why are you here? Where's your family?". Makona stared at her for a moment and started talking, she told her that she ran away from home. The girl named Sonata felt pity for her. She told makona that she can live with her family. Makona was glad to hear this. Months have passed and one stormy night, Makona was heading to her new home from school when she felt somebody was following her and before she knew it, she became unconsci

The future's unpredictable, and yet here we are thinking what might and might not happen. Before my college life, I had imagined myself sitting in the corner alone and watching new faces meeting new friends. I would imagine myself sitting and eating somewhere in the campus alone. I would imagine myself writing in a corner because that's what I mostly do if I'm all by myself. But no. There were actually people who wanted to meet me and be their friend. I am...let me say..an alien in their planet and yet they are happy to give me a tour around the place. And that's the moment when I realized something... Something that some people should understand... You can see yourself being alone but you can never stand being lonely. The only one making us feel alone is ourselves. Some people wants to get acquainted and you decline them without even noticing it. Get your phone, text somebody, make friends. Get out, eat outside, share your interests, that's all there is