Non-fiction

A person's strange obsession.

Due to an economic downturn, cheap real estate and a little excess cash we become slumlords which turns out to be a dangerous occupation.

Memories triggered by a recent news story of the dive boat Conception

It’s a good thing that we can write the things we can’t say.

... before I was ten...

Which came first?

A letter I wrote to a much younger version of myself.

My grandfather died on November 3rd 2018, so this is sort of a memorial to him.

Does the love still lingers on after the heart has fallen out of love

A rainy day viewed in the perspective of a 12-year-old. A story that would make you feel that rainy days needn't be sad, gloomy, and depressing...

This is my personal experience. Yep, life is tough sometimes.

This is about how a serious lock down got scary real quick.

This is one of the poems I wrote to relate on how I felt on that moment. I wrote this poem when I was in one of my deepest depression. I write poems to express how I feel and get it out my thoughts.

It tells about the perfection in love. As no one is perfect in it.

Zac idea of "fun" gets him serious consequences!

no need to worry. The end is sure to come. It is inevitable. No one can escape it.

The title is dedicated to the people in my family who have struggled odds and ends in life to keep us content. This is a conversation I shared with my Aunt.

Sometimes the people whom we've hardly known leave the strongest impressions in life.

sad but then inspiring.

What do you do when you find out your child is gay?