Senses & Scribbles

  Photo source: https://pixabay.com/photos/forest-princess-cinderella-5584131/ O nce upon a time, I was a girl who admired Cinderella because of her untiring kindness to her abusive stepmother and stepsisters, sweet child-like voice, and most of all, her gracefulness and beauty that caught her Prince Charming’s attention during a ball. I had dreamt that someday I will also meet a guy like Cinderella had to whom I will cherish my life. Then one day, I grew up and my expectation didn’t turn out well. A fairytale love story that shaped my view in life until my teenage years was a ruse. I realized the Happy-Ever-After I had aspired as a little girl was nothing but diminishing. I can’t help laughing at myself because of such silly childhood ambition. Being prim and proper is intangible to being a princess, but constant kindness and dependence is a questionable character I saw in Cinderella. There were undiscussed gray areas of being a Cinderella that the disparity between expectation versu

  Just a book lover’s perspective Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash Every time I go to the mall, I usually bring myself to the bookstore and stay there for approximately an hour grazing books with interesting titles and covers and sniffing its pleasant earthy smell that touches my strange yet serene memories somewhere in my thought. Books make the most memorable company and it’s easy to tell why: it’s because they exhibit wonders of existing in a different life apart from the mess of reality. I will always love reading and I will daresay books are enough to keep me happy, surviving, motivated, and most of all nurtured. I keep growing because of reading and I will continue to be. Reading inspires me to write and to share my perspective from it. I’m typically asked why I don’t get bored from reading, and I admittingly like such prying questions because I also used to return the curiosity to them by asking back what’s wrong with reading and spontaneously advising them to try it too. Read