My Faraway Land

I miss my faraway land.

The land where I found my passion.

The land where I found my love.

Oh, faraway land!

I know you are far from me.

But, you are close to my heart.

I surely come back.

Soon I will see you.

I would love to come back when things are settled here.

My faraway land.

My home.

Wait for me.

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Are you my shoes?

Are you my shoes?

I am looking for a pair of comfortable shoes. The one that will comfort my feet and support me wherever I go and in everything that I do.

I am looking for a pair of shoes that will not run from me because it is afraid that it will walk on smooth and rough roads.

I am looking for a pair of shoes that will make me look presentable. I don’t need to look fancy like those socialites. So long as I look clean and neat, it’s good enough for me.

I am looking for a pair of shoes that will last long. It won’t break easily. It would accompany me years whether I am in high or low mood.

Where can I find all of these types of shoes? Maybe the right shoes will come upfront. I don’t need to search for one.

** p.s. this poem is also appeared on Instagram: 1001diarycollections

Secret Admirer

Secret admirer, secret admirer, where are you?

Are you there, secret admirer?

Oh, no! My secret admirer is gone with the wind!

Who dare to steal my secret admirer?!?

Do you steal my admirer?

Are you the stealer?

Maybe my secret admirer is bored with me.

How sad!

No worries, I’ll get one soon!

Secret admirer, are you there?

Ah, there you are! I found you!

Let’s meet up soon!

February 2

February 2 has left a bittersweet memory on me. It was the day I met Taxi Driver for the first time. No matter how hard I have tried to forget that day, the memory still come back to me every year starting in late December until February. I gradually learn and accept that this date, (maybe), is as important as my birthday partly because I cannot forget it.

Have you ever heard a phrase “We don’t meet people by accident. They are meant to cross our paths for a reason”? My encounter with Taxi Driver 5 years ago definitely has a positive reason down the road. I create this blog (1001 diarycollections) and IG account because of him. Thus, one day, when I could meet him in person, I will thank him because our encounter have inspired me to write stories. I don’t know his whereabouts, but I always wish him well wherever he goes.

**Picture source: personal file. Location: New York.

You are Still My Home

This the final chapter of the love story between Gray Cloud and Sonny Sunshine. The three other previous stories could be assessed in this blog with the title “2gether is Better Than One,” “You are My Home,” and “On My Way to London.

London has been good to Gray. She loves the city and her new job. Gray admitted that it was not easy for her to interview parents about their journeys raising children with medical illnesses. She often had to hide her tears as she was listening to their stories. The editorial team at work has been helpful to her, and this has made Gray felt relieved. She kept herself busy and often forgot to call Sonny. She used to think about Sonny day and night, but now, she likes her solitude life here in London.

“Hey, Gray ! Your friend is here. He has been waiting for you all day long,” said Cassie, Gray’s housemate.

“What?? Who? I don’t expect any guests…”

“Well, he’s sitting on the couch and reading a book. Go see him.”

Gray enters the room and sees Sonny sitting in the living room. She is speechless.

“Hey, Gray! Long time no see you! No food in London?? You are super skinny!!” said Sonny as he walking toward Gray. He then hugged her tight and kissed her forehead. His heart feel warm and happy.

“What?!? You don’t say anything to me? Like how handsome I am now??” said Sonny. “Ha ha ha ha.”

“Why are you here?” asked Gray.

“Of course, I am here to visit you. I am jealous that you could fly to England meanwhile I am stuck at work.”

“But, you love your job.”

“Hahahaha, well, I love you more than my job.” replied Sonny.

Gray rolled her eyes as she heard this.

They both went out for dinner after that. Gray couldn’t believe that Sonny flew all the way from Singapore to London to see her. Sonny hasn’t changed that much. He is still a man with countless jokes, though he is completely a different person when he is on the job. She could tell how happy Sonny is from the look on his face and eyes.

Sonny, indeed, is a very happy guy at this moment. He just cannot hide his excitement from Gray. He doesn’t want to let go Gray’s hand from his hand. Occasionally, he pulls Gray closer and kisses her cheek. This sounds childish, but he is a happy guy. As he holds her hand, he is thinking, he doesn’t want to return to Singapore alone. He wants Gray to come back to Singapore with him. He just have to find the right time to convince Gray.

Sonny doesn’t have to wait because Gray actually senses that Sonny is hiding something from her, and she wants to know the truth now.

“Tell me again why you are here?”

“Hahahaha. I told you the reason.”

“No, it has to be something else.. do you get into a trouble back home??”

“Nooo!!! Hahaha” Sonny continues to laugh and shakes his head.

“You want the truth?” said Sonny

“Yes, please.”

“I am here to convince you to come home with me. I mean, I want us to live and build a family together.”

“You know I am sick right?” asked Gray

“Yes, I know, I am the one who has always been there for you. I still want to live with you.”

“What if I am too sick and cannot have kids?”

“Gray, I don’t care. We could buy a dog.”

“Now, what if I die?”

“Come on, Gray! You will not die. If you die, I still want to live with you before you die.”

“I don’t want to leave London.”

“I figure you will say this. I will still wait for you. I have to go back to S’pore this Friday, but I will visit you again soon. The point is I want you and I live together. Remember what I said in the past? Two is better than one. So, you can’t live here alone because I won’t let you live alone.”

Sonny hugs Gray and whispers, “Now, will you dance with me? Because I am tired arguing with you.”

They dance without a background music in the bedroom.

Sonny suddenly pulls out a Tiffany’s box and asks Gray to open it.

Inside the box, Gray sees a ring covered with diamonds.

“Because you are way too precious for me, so this ring represents how I feel about you and our journey. You could keep it, and please wear the ring on your way back home.”

“You are still and always be my home, Gray. Come home with me, because I am your home. You have to admit it.”

Why Having Clear Specific Goal is Mattered in Writing Articles

I don’t know what I look for” was the phrase that I often said when I went out for shopping, as well as when I was supposed to write articles. I felt overwhelmed with the options and information presented in front of me during the searching process. While I could choose to search for specific items later, I couldn’t postpone the latter task because a group of people wait for those information. How would I solve this? Re-evaluating the original topics was the answer. 

Through reevaluating the original topic, I learned that my original topic or you could call it, a hypothesis, was either too broad or too complicated. The process of gathering information was quick and smooth once I simplified the  and changed the focus. Knowing who the audience is also important because I wanted to ensure that my information would be easily grasped and understood. I started to write the summary of my finding after I had all the information that I needed. This would be my draft, and I did not expect it to be perfect right away. I usually read it over and made a few editing before I submitted it. Whenever possible, I would ask someone else to review my writing. This could be friends or co-workers. If you have an editor to work with you, the editor would provide feedback. 

Having a clear-specific goal definitely ease the data collection process which then make the writing process a lot easier. By sharing these tips, I hope each of you would find writing activity is neither scary nor overwhelming. The valuable reward of your effort is knowing that the article that you wrote benefits people.