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Three Visions of Life

So I was on a flight this afternoon, and I just happened to pick the window seat that faced the sun, you know? It got so hot so I closed the cover. I left 1/4 of it open for my “peek window” then it got me thinking, that 1/4 is like our life, right? There is so much bigger part of it (3/4) that we haven’t, and won’t figured out like, ever. Because that big chunk is part of our God almighty’s grand plan. All we know is that 1/4 part only. All our lives, our happy and sorrows, experiences & dreams exist there. A part that gets even smaller anytime we get too caught up in something, it turns to 1/8. And we call that 1/8 as tunnel mode.  So imagine of it’s this way : I struggled so hard during my college days in my major so I flee everywhere and ended up excelling in both of my organizations (don’t worry, I studied real hard for my exit exam and passed with flying colors). But those experiences; those everything, made me who I am today. The struggle, the stories, the friendships, t...
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Those People Who Live Forever

Those people who live forever Do they want to,  or they just happen to? Do they ever wish for something otherwise? Do they, at some point in their lives, feel like they cheated on death, or it just skip them entirely? Purposely, and painfully? Because they see loved ones leave, landscapes changed, pets gone & plants died, but never they. It’s never they.  Do you think they feel such longing for it? I mean, well, even their memories ditched them somehow;  so why couldn’t life? So let me ask you this one thing, those people who live forever; do they  want to or  they just happen to? Ananda Khaira Azizah, Pekanbaru, Jan 29th 2026. Written at 10am on a Thursday.
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The Paper Trail Tale

Hey look, come look at the paper trail. The foldable part leaves mark so deep that it’s still there even when the paper is unfold. Some marks are full of histories untold, with underrated discoveries that somehow went cold. The victories of you, showing up on hard days  and auto pilot on tiring days? Small victories that aren’t small at all. It’s the hard-fought journeys that are so often missed, in a self that you so rarely kissed. So what do you say, are you  ready for some paper trail? Ananda Khaira Azizah, Pekanbaru, January 25th 2026. Written at 8am on a Sunday.
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Little Miss Misfits

In this world  of giants, Is there anything, anywhere, or any place  that fits the little miss misfits? In a world where people lives with grand ideas, big ambitions and marvelous dreams, is there any place for anything else? For the little miss  who dreams of a quiet life.  A quiet mind in a quiet place. Somewhere  far, somewhere new & somewhere else. Do you have any idea where it might be, Somewhere where the little miss misfits will finally be free? Ananda Khaira Azizah, Pekanbaru, January 3rd 2026. Written at 2am on a Saturday.
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House on The Distance

There’s this light that glows on the particular part of that house, A part where no light  ever shines. That house on the distance, who could possibly still awake at this particular time of the night? Does someone live there now? Did someone prepare to take some exam? Is a mother awake along with her child? Rocking her back and forth, singing lullabies south to north. Is it a father with wandering minds? About their future and his child, About his wife and his child? Or maybe, it’s an anxious one; trying to greet some sleep that never comes? What’s your guess? What light could it be In that house on the distance? Ananda Khaira Azizah, Pekanbaru, Dec 24th 2025. Written at 1am on a Wednesday.
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Brace for Impact

I realize now that the world is full of broken hearts, empty promises, roads unjust & ways unaligned without a single thing we can do about it, but have you ever thought about whys? Because all of them; those series of disappointments are external, while us—internal.  (I need to remind you that the disappointment is from the outside of you; while yourself is not, and never will be, a disappointment.) The only thing that we can do is to prepare ourselves & our children to brace for impact. To expect the unexpected. Brace for impact, comprehend your surroundings then rise from the ashes. Brace, adapt, rise. Brace, adapt, rise (hey, looks like we have new abbreviation of BAR now, right?) Rise even stronger, wittier & prettier than before. Because it’s your pick, you know. Changes come from you and end only with you. This world will never stop spinning unless you told it to. So, what will you do today? Will you brace, adapt, or rise? Ananda Khaira Azizah, Pekanbaru, Dec 20t...
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The Sashimi Story

The name is sashimi. It’s a bit sus,  but it’s got lots of guts. It wears itself proudly and tastes as delicious as you can imagine, really. Do you know what we can learn from a sashimi? That you can be soft and firm at the same time, like tuna sashimi. The softness doesn’t mean you’re meek—it’s strong yet compassionate. You can be soft and sweet, like nama hotate. But your softness isn’t a weakness—it’s a sweet complement to your personality, instead. Or you can be like salmon belly—the very presence of you brings a profound taste to anyone’s tastebuds. Deliciously melty & wonderful, truly the light of the room. And all three are raw, a strength of their own—authentic. So, according to the story, which sashimi will you choose? 😉 Ananda Khaira Azizah,  Pekanbaru, December 5th 2025. Written at 6am on a Friday.
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