Most of guys I've ever dated now are married. To wonderful women? Sure, I guess. No, I'm not saying this in a mellow tune, or certai...

I write this as I am sitting inside Curiositea, the lovely small cafe in front of Piazza of The University of Warwick. Here I am af...

After weeks..or months.. of occupied weekend, I manage to find time to do blog-walking and read light fiction, yass I'm currently readin...

Today I witness my best friend's courage to do what a man has got to do. I witness how every single thing I complain everyday becomes no...

Long holiday with no travel plans. I find comfort in silently thinking about what I want in between. Days of festivity, Eid Al Fitr. I have ...

I always wonder what main sign that we can easily use to define someone as the one. Should there be any sparks? Should you giggle all the t...

I woke up this morning to a message from a friend, asking several things about his ex. I spilled him the details he needed then carried on w...