I’m nothing but a number of days. A few hours, some minutes, a handful of second. With each passing one, a part of me fades away. Never to return.


The hands of the clock tick on steadily, going around in circles. They pass by the same numbers, but each time is different.


That precious friend. That greatest enemy. So infinite yet very limited. All mine, yet all yours.


All the days, hours, minutes and seconds. And all that I want to do with them. Everything and anything; and yet, nothing at all.


Completely empty. Completely useless. Darkness. Disappearing into even more nothingness.


(Inspired by Al-Basri and one of my bosses)

Mind Your Business

It’s other people’s ‘job’ to know they need you. All you need to know what is your due. And try to keep an upper hand. 

A simple philosophy. Yet, how do you do that? How do you keep an “upper hand”?

That’s not too complicated either, according to one point of view. Only a spin on the mind over matter philosophy. The human brain is part of the human body. Hence, it is entirely in the human’s control. All a person needs to do is harness the power. 

The human brain might mostly have a mind of its own. But you only need to take control of it to start doing wonders! Even if only up to the level of not having a miserable day?

Hey, it’s a start!

Colorful Lies

You do it. I do it. Everyone does it.

Everyone lies. Even those people who say they don’t.

You want to know when? The moment when they say they don’t lie.

No, I’m not calling you – or you – a liar. I’m just saying that you have, in fact, at some point in your life or the other, lied about something.

You might have lied to your mother about eating an extra cookie. Or to your teacher about your homework. Exaggerated tiredness to get out of some chore. Told your boss you were late because of the traffic, even though you just left home late.

Or how you missed a call because you were busy. Complimented someone just to be nice. Exaggerated about how much fun you had at your recent vacation. Said you have left home already when you weren’t even dressed up yet.

Or just agreed with someone because you can’t admit you don’t know what they’re talking about. Your actual age or year of birth. Made up stuff about your weekend plans. That you’ll get right to it.

Any bells ringing?

White lies such as these are generally considered harmless. Or maybe they are called white lies because they are harmless. Either way, they’re common enough. So much so that we don’t even realize that we’re lying, even technically.

But it is still a very grey area.

Speaking of which, wouldn’t lies about white lies be considered “grey”? With the latter being higher in ranking and harm, of course. Maybe even ending up “black”? (I promise I’m not being racist here).

Just a murky technicality…