Happy International Women’s Day

This is me reciting this beautiful poem written by Farah Gabdon.

(What I will tell my daughter)

Someday you will be told that a woman’s gaze
must never stretch as far as a man’s.
That his should
soar above the seventh heaven
-like shooting stars between planets-
to find himself on Saturn’s rings
but yours-
yours must never exceed the ceiling of your house
because you were made different.

Your place-
lies in the cleanliness of kitchen shelves
the dust between radiator and wall
the stains on both carpet and floor-
because you are a woman…
nothing more.

But this poem is called woman
Called mother and wife.
Called daughter.

It is wombs stretching-
filled with pain and love,
lungs pumping life into new body and soul-
ribs expanding,
housing, embracing, caring, creating.

This poem is called woman,

It is hearts breaking-
Aching for both infant and man.
it is tender, patient , loving,
forever, understanding,
never, relenting,
and always, always, always-

This poem is all woman.
All you.

The night you are born
I will take you to see the moon-
Full and bright –
it’s reflection filling the tiny pupils of your eyes
And your father and I will
Argue about whether to call you
“Shamsa” after the sun
Or “Qamar” after the moon.


Your thirteenth birthday is when I will read you this
Before periods,
And heartbreak and boys.
You will be as tall as me,
Your breasts emerging, hips curving
And your lips stained pink
Because you are learning
That being beautiful-
Is more important to the world than being real,
And that everything you ever did would always be labelled
“Not bad for a girl”
And that in some places-
Having a daughter
Still brought shame on families.


But this poem is called woman,
Is all woman
All you.

This poem is a reminder of what it means
To descend from a line of women
With the strength
Found only in martyrs
who set themselves on fire to save their kin.

This poem is all heart.
It is to remind you
That you share blood with women
Who march with shrapnel in their thighs
But fall to their knees the moment
Their grandchild frowns,
The same women who carry in the
Wobble of their arthritic joints
More strength than humanly possible.

This poem is because you are one half of life,
One half of body and soul.
This poem is because
You are a moon
And you must never forget
That you possess in you
The strength to shine
When enveloped in darkness-
To smile when drowning in pain.


You see,
They might say
That a woman’s gaze should never stretch as far as a man’s.
No, yours must stretch further.
Because you are a woman,
Nothing less.


Travel Diary #4: Which Road Will You Take?

This video was taken by me in Bandung, Indonesia

“Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.”
― Robert Frost, The Road Not Taken 

Travel Diary #3: A Nature Addict

All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware

  -Martin Buber

My last trip to Yogyakarta, Indonesia felt like a dream, it was so surreal. I was so lost in the moment of feeling alive and believe me, it felt so good that I could not stop smiling. My heart felt at ease, and yes that’s true what most people say about traveling. It makes your heart feel at ease that you forget all the trouble you have because you are busy admiring the view. Nothing feels more amazing than tasting the freedom and witnessing the beauty this world has to offer. I went to check out some cool places in Yogyakarta, most of them are quite remote and less touristy

This time, me and a friend spent hours motorbiking to get to this remote beach located in Gunung Kidul. The road was INSANE! It was very rocky and slippery. We decided to park our bike 100 meters away from the main gate because we could not risk our bike to get stuck in a deep mud. Apparently, we had to walk down the hill for approximately 10 minutes to finally get to the beach. And again, the road was so slippery that I fell down so many times (or maybe I’m just too clumsy). Now I know how I got this huge bruises on my leg. But boy oh boy was it worth it! I will definitely come back sometime in the future but I do hope that the road will be much better than the last time I was there, though. Cheers to a good life x

Travel Diary #2: Breakfast with A View!



“Solitude is not the absence of company, but the moment when our soul is free to speak to us and help us decide what to do with our life.” – Paulo Coelho

I stayed at House of Nasi Bungkus during my stay in Yogyakarta, Indonesia, and I totally recommend this place for all of you who love the countryside and a nature addict like me. I love the atmosphere, it’s very peaceful and calm and that’s exactly what I needed. It is quite far from the town, though but I don’t mind because I get to wake up to this amazing view.

Breakfast with a view? Oh what a good match!



Travel Diary #1: Borobudur Temple


Borobudur Temple, January 2017

Borobudur Temple is known as world’s largest Buddhist Temple and one of the greatest Buddhist Monuments. Borobudur Temple is located in Magelang, Central Java just an hour away from Yogyakarta, Indonesia. I have been here twice and I can say that I am in love with this place. This place is overcrowded by the tourists during the day and I personally don’t like going there during the day due to the heat- it’s just too hot, I can’t handle it.

But did you know that you can actually go there for the sunrise? Well, not so many people know that. The only way you can see the sunrise at Borobudur Temple is through Manohara Hotel. But one thing to keep in mind is that make sure you go there when the weather is good, as in it hasn’t been raining the night before or else you might not be able to see the sunrise, and you’ll be so bummed when that happens.

I woke up at 3 in the morning, and it’s because my homestay was in Yogyakarta and I had to motorbike for over an hour just to get to Borobudur Temple. I arrived at 4.30 and began climbing the stairs. When I reached the top, there were so many people who had already waited to see the sunrise. I did not expect the place to be so packed but I didn’t really mind because I was so busy enjoying the moment. The sun began to rise and oh my oh was it so beautiful! I totally recommend you to come to this place for the sunrise. The view was just breathtakingly beautiful. I have always loved the golden hour and the misty morning when the sun begins to rise because it always reminds me of a good start, that no matter how hard your day or night was there will always be another day to give another shot. Cheers to a good life x

P.S: I actually had loads of pictures taken from my Jogja Trip but unfortunately, my phone hates me so much that it decided to act up and I had to restore the phone which means losing all the data on my phone. As much as I hate this kind of thing when it happens, but at least I still have them in my memory to remind me how beautiful it was, how happy it made me feel.


On Self-Love

” Write down things you love and dislike about yourself”


Loving yourself should be the foundation of all love. It is hard to find love in anyone if you can’t even love yourself. I think many people can relate to this issue. As for me, I have been struggling to love myself lately and maybe that is why I find it hard to love someone and I always get hurt at the end. It is not the first time I’m sharing my very personal experience on this platform and I don’t mind people knowing the ‘secret’ or something that I have been struggling with. I want people to connect and to those who feel the same way like I do will be enlightened and know that they are not alone. 

Talk the Talk. Walk The Walk

It is different to loving yourself for who you really are and someone you are pretending to be. Get to know yourself, get to know your flaws. I have always thought that I have come to an acceptance phase where I acknowledge and embrace all my flaws but apparently, there are still a lot of things to be done. Talking about self-love is easy but when it comes to practicing it, believe me, it is so damn hard.

A Story.

So a few days ago I talked to this stranger, I opened up to him about what I’m going through these days. I don’t know about you but talking to strangers about my personal stuff is exhilarating. We both do not know about each other and that, for me, is perfect because I can share whatever I want without worrying he would spill it out. I told him that I am having a hard time practicing self-love and he told me that that is the root of the problem I am facing right now.

“Loving yourself is the foundation of all love.” 

He told me to write down things I don’t like about myself and what I love about myself and asked me to reflect on them. Those things you love about yourself are the ones you carry with you wherever you go. You also gotta acknowledge your flaws and accept them as part of who you are. When you are happy with yourself, and you acknowledge and accept your flaws and embrace them, you would not let anything in this world get the best of you. Your soul is filled with love and joy and you have built a home within you, the roots that grow within you keep you stand still.

When someone doesn’t reciprocate the love you have given to him/her, you would not be drowning in tears and hurting yourself and feeling worthless, because you know your worth, and hurting yourself for someone who doesn’t appreciate the things that you do is not worth your precious time and you know you gotta move on. If you love yourself for who you really are, you would not be seeking validation from others. Your worth isn’t determined by the likes you get on Instagram, how many followers you have, how many people praise you, and the compliments you get. Because you know YOU ARE SO MUCH MORE THAN THAT. You know your self-worth and you wouldn’t let anyone devalue you.

In the end, even if there is no love anymore in this world, all you have is yourself and that’s enough.





Don’t Fall in Love with A Writer

“don’t fall in love with a writer “, they said
because you can see yourself in her words
how she describes you
and takes you back to the past

in her words, you are reminded of the first day you met her
the moment you walked towards her and
you just couldn’t keep your eyes off of her

how you held her hand for the first time
how the warmth of her embrace made you feel home
how her presence is a safe haven for you

her words began dancing in your mind as you remember
when you and she danced the night away in the rain
when all you did was laughing at the stupid joke she cracked

yes, she still remembers every detail like the back of her hands
that’s why she writes it all
she wants you to remember it as well

but it was also her words that remind you
of the morning
you lost her


Have Courage & Be Kind

What has happened to us?  How could we let hate stronger than love? How could we let fear stronger than hope? The world constantly changes but don’t let it change who you are. Do not let the world change the soul you have built for years. Let the roots within you grow stronger that it helps you stand still during a hard time. Clothe yourself with compassion and dignity and let your mouth speak the truth and your eyes see the beauty in others. Have courage and be kind.


A Trail of Broken Hearts


Dear my friend January,

You know deep down he is not going to stay, but you keep listening to what your heart says. You still hold on to any possibility that might happen. You are just overwhelmed by the amount of attention he gave to you–something you have been craving for. You love the experience, not the person. You barely even know him. Do you even know little things about him? Has he ever opened up to you? I know you like the back of my hands. I know you value connection the most, so why are you acting like this when you know the truth. He is just like the wave in the ocean. As much as you love the waves when it gracefully hits the shores, but it was never yours to keep.

Save yourself from the heartbreak, do not waste your time crying over someone who has been leaving a trail of broken hearts everywhere he goes. Believe me, you do not want to lose yourself in the way of loving someone. If it’s meant to be, you will come across him one day, and this time, I believe, is not by chance but by fate. In the meantime, enjoy the moment while it lasts. Carpe diem

Yours Truly,