rising pheonix-d3

A wonderful, magnificent sight. Birds chirped around us... Flowers were blooming.. Sky was clear and the air smelled wonderful... But nothing compared to what I saw. Everything seemed dull in HER presence. She just stood there, arms opened wide, with a loving smile on her face. We broke apart and ran to her. She embraced us both with such warmth that penetrated our very being, making us realise that this was what haven felt like. A safe place, like a mother's womb. After a few moments, she touched my head and that is when I gazed upon her heavenly face. The Divine Mother. Mother spoke. I did not see her perfect lips move, but rather heard her melodious voice echoing around me. Her voice seemed to be coming from the trees, the flowers, the wind.. it was everywhere. I was overwhelmed. I couldn't focus and couldn't understand what was being said to me. Akhilz then held my hand and said, "Close your eyes, Laharika. Listen to her from within." I closed my eyes...

*Leaves rustling* *Crickets creaking* I heard the wind howling around me. I felt like I was being lifted off the ground and spun around in small, smooth circles. But wait..... I DIED!! What is this that I am hearing and feeling? My eyes snapped open and I couldn't believe what I was seeing. How could it be possible?? Didn't he die years ago? Am I hallucinating or am I actually seeing his spirit? What is happening? Am I dead or alive? I realised that I was floating, surrounded by some kind of dark mist which felt somewhat light, it felt like air; it felt like nothing. As I was drifting along with the dark mist, I noticed that I had somehow been moved out of that tiny room to this open field. The field was dotted with oak trees which seemed to surround the clearing. It gave the area the whole aura of being in a secluded, private land. It was still dark and the moon was still shining, bright and full. Everything felt familiar but foreign at the same time. Mysterious. Yes, tha...

“Tick-tock” “Tick-tock” “Tick-tock” That was all I heard as I lied still in a pool of my own blood. All I could see was my own reflection, situated right above me. I couldn’t feel my body parts but I could see that my limbs were all positioned in awkward ways; that could only mean that I was literally broken! I slowly realised that I was placed in a small room with a mirrored ceiling and mostly blackened glass walls. The room was dark except for little streams of moonlight that made its way through tiny clean spots on the glass walls. I slowly started feeling the pain, that burning sensation that runs through a person like they were being burnt alive. All parts of my body hurt like crazy but none of that could match to the immense pain, the pain that made it difficult for me to breath. My body parts may be broken or twisted and it probably could be fixed but there was one part, a part that got shattered in to a million pieces, and can never, ever heal; my heart. Why am I her...

It has been ages since I last wrote here. I even forgot about blogspot and that I once had an account here and actually wrote for fun! If you have been following me or maybe you used to follow me, let me tell you a few things about my life now.  1) I am 25 years old this year and yes, I am single! No, I don't think it is weird or lonely. No, I don't live with 9 cats in an apartment.  2) I am currently an English Instructor in University Tunku Abdul Rahman in Kampar, Perak. Perak is my home town, my place of birth and though I love this place, I miss staying with my parents in Klang and I miss the city life in KL.  3) I am an avid reader, I love reading all kinds of material, even a shampoo bottle if that is what I have left. :p  4) I still love dancing and singing like crazy, too bad that I could not become a professional singer or dancer. I guess I just need to go on singing and dancing in the confines of my own lil' home.  5) I can cook, and eat rea...

messy!! buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzyyyyyyyyy!!! lots of things this past few weeks.. assignments are due... lots to do.. but i seem to like being all busy.. makes me feel important in some weird way.. so, i actually planned 2 post a new story some time this week.. let's see... if i have the time, i will entertain you with a wonderful story again.. till again.. TATA...

It was indeed a taxing semester and it was only the second one!!!!! now I'm in the fifth semester and I can really see the difference.. People change,perceptions change, friendships change... I have learned to see things differently,view the world in a different light.. People who seem nice may not always be that way...never judge a person quickly,unless of course you have mad judgement skills... lol.. and true to my rule book, MY FIRST impression is ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS RIGHT !!!!!  I have learned to put my feeling first too, instead of others. I have certainly learned that the best person you can love, who will never let you down and will never dump you is........YOU!!  That's right, be your own best friend, your own lover. Things will change. People love to copy each other. Whether it's fashion, some kind of diet plan or simple dance moves, even catchy words or phrases are copied and used by people all around.. So if you love yourself, surely people will follow...