Taxi!

I was driving my mom to fetch some groceries and guess what, I bumped into the most horrific and pathetic taxi driver EVER. I was trying to reverse to get out of my parking space and I initially thought of doing so only after this cab cleared the way. But he beckoned me to drive out and I obliged (unfortunately!). But he only allowed me a very narrow space to do so and I obviously couldn't get out of my parking spot (not even a seasoned driver will succeed). Then, he came up to me and scolded me - "Moi, you tau jalan ke tak tau jalan!". It's as if he did this on purpose just so he could make me his punching bag. I had to apologise for his fault cause I was so afraid he might just walk out of his car with a hokey stick and brandish it on my windscreen. He moved on and so did I. I regretted over something though - I should have taken his number plate down and reported this to his taxi company. I'll make him lose his job and his rice bowl and his family (they might leave him due to his anger mismanagement and also the fact that he'd gone broke). Okay, just dreaming. But hey, I could have and would have. I'm just too kind-hearted to do that to him (Yucks!).

Hmm... when was the last time I had breakfast? I don't remember.

Surpising - I am looking forward to do what I hate the most.

Yes, I'm jealous of you. Are you satisfied now?!

Isolated.

I'm sick and tired of you ... already. Now, go away alright!

When will we ever change? Only He knows. What I do know is that stubbornness and determination are two things, each taking one side of the mirror.

If I could choose to possess a superpower, I want to be able to travel across dimensions, running away from reality and brutality.

The word 'if' is a despicable word because it reminds us of the wrong route we have taken yet, cunningly serving us a guilty pleasure by depicting the alternatives we would have had we taken the other route.

That's how morbid we really are - constantly envisaging the 'other' one running on the alternate path, living an ounce happier than us, savouring an extra inch of content, and boosting a giant leap of reverence.

It takes a great man to embrace equality with open arms. It takes a noble woman to uncover fragility with open heart. There is always this thing called the give and take principle. It matters not who gives and who takes but what is to be given and what is to be taken.