Hello From The Other Side

The song, as you might have known or heard, is a huge hit. Despite the painful memory it seems to have brought back, I've been listening to it, just like, probably, you and others out there. It's been the hundredth time already. It's melodious while at the same time stabbing too, for which reason I dislike, for a short moment, the crew who's made this song happen. It hurts, you know. The wound has just got better a bit and now it is triggered once again. I've tried to suppress the fought-back pain. It ain't easy. 

I listen to it and try to indulge, calmly, in its sublime-ty. Silence won't just work. The meaning is so strong that I feel shaken, most of the times, as the tune drags on. Especially at nighttime when I try to sleep. In a way, it's serenading. In another way, when the words shoot through, from my ears to my head, my chest pounds; chokingly. It's true. It's just too strong to resist. So powerful. Why are you back? I know you listen to that too. I still check up on Facebook. I've seen that. So that one specific night when, just like other days, darkness ruled the world, I couldn't stand the song as I listened to it. Every words stabbed through my chest and throbbed to my blood. I felt pain once again after all these years I've been trying to get over it, moving on. Why would you come back? Why would you leave in the first place? There were voices all over, in my head. I couldn't sleep. The voices were too strong and loud. It ain't a fantasy. It's bombarding. It almost exploded, I swear. It hurt. I wanted an answer, a satisfying one. I, then, realized I didn't even stand a chance in the first place. I ain't even in the game. There are too many things I want to ask. I want to know; answered. It's just childish wants, after all.  

Raksa's Rain?

I have been hard on myself since then. Seasonal wind came and went and, as days turned into nights and the cycle repeated itself, I didn’t remember, and still don’t, feeling either the heat, warmth or coldness the weather have brought along, or have changed. Not because I have regarded the weather as a trivial thing, but, maybe, my brain has been occupied and, for some weirdly good reasons, I don’t see it an advantage wasting my human emotions with the weather.

Not for today, yet! When the weather comes so harshly, to a degree that I couldn’t help ignore it. The sky has been rigid dark, absurdly, all days long since the morning—since my eyes caught sight of it. And not after a minute I have decided to cold-heartedly and effortfully drag myself out of bed and flopped into washing room, the rain, which fell boisterously last night, starts to pour once again. The washing room is a tiny downstairs, for-all room with a traditional set of shower, considered obsolete by some, a toilet tub, a half-watered bucket which had a water-cup floating on it, a shelf, under a mirror, filled with two toothbrushes (both are mine; I’d like to keep, for a personal reason, the old one there), a long toothpaste box which is thin at the tail and a piece of soap that was eroding days after days. Into the mirror, I saw myself: flesh that covers my body, my beardy face that is embedded with thin blacky shadow—well, if you look closely—and, I hate to mention this, many other things on my body; not to mention the black spot on my lower lip, which people whom I know intimately tease to be a sign of me being good at, amongst other things, talking and cursing, and that is so contradict to the reality in which a simple me doesn’t talk so much—at least since then.  

Is True Love Worth Fighting For?

Perhaps love is one of the things people mostly need in their life, a thing we all know, without which, life would be dull and ensnared. If dug deeper, there is another so-called sub-topic, which is quite more interesting and even more needed and complicated. TRUE LOVE! 

Does that true love really exist? You call, people. Personally, I think it does. I mean I have seen some couples fighting hard and struggled backbreakingly for their love and brought out the genuine, real authenticity essence of that four-letter word. 

Sometimes, a true love is all about the belief you hold in head. If you do convince s/he is the one, let's heart up and give it a fight those heart-weakening obstacles. If you do further your thought, another question may arise: how do I know s/he the one? Well, sometimes such dumb question can be only answered by your only self. And, only you. YOU, yeah, I mean!

A Love Letter From the 2060s

Not far into a quite arrive-soon future, 2050s or 2060s, life would be still going on, presumably more advancing with a more modernized and complicated technology. To an aspect, people who treasure reading, especially those whose passionate-ness about life are just to stubbornly strong to succumb away, will continue to enjoy reading and learning about life. Probably from those life and love novels that are intriguingly made interesting by people who are termed "best-selling authors" once until their manuscripts get approved and published and widely read afterwards and who, prior to that, are just a normal beings like us with a literary gene and vibe. 

One of those books you would enjoy reading and lose yourself into, in a probable weirder way of reading, is a not-so-best-but-best bestseller indie book called Those Then Decisions And Now, a prospective 2060 novel that would sparks the same viral effects as what John Green's TFIOS has done in this current time. 

Chakriya’s Catch-up, Clarifying, Apologizing Letter To Veasna

Veasna,

I have been trying to reason out my heart to write to you. Every time, I fell fragile despite all the first conscious determination; my hand would, first, find optimism and then dumbness yet my head would not hold along any righteous courage to write to you. Pissing you off then keeps haunting me. It won’t just fade away. Naturally, I haven't stopped feeling bad about that dejected ordeal which befall on you and which I chose to execute. 

I know I’m now in no virtuous position to write to clarify things out for you: why I jilted you so harshly back then? Things that day were clear enough: we met, I talked, used the unexpected L-word towards you and left, and you were left doubting and appallingly disappointed, almost believing you were that L-word.

Why, yet, do I still write you this letter? Maybe I am still thinking about that event. Don’t get me wrong: I’m not thinking of jilting you again; it hurt me too seeing you flinching after I harangued you. Maybe I shouldn't have brutally pierced your little gentleman’s heart. Whatever reason, I guess, doesn't matter now to you. You don’t care, right?  

66 Random Thoughts on A Feelingless Sappy April Night

It has been a day, a really tiring day and week. Life still goes on. So, tonight is kinda blue despite the natural darkenss, the darkness outside that is completely clueless and blind and being flirted by half-breezy April nighty wind. The feeling is none and the following ideas generate out, unafraidly.

1. It's kind of happy to just relax after the lunch, doing some reading online. 
2.  It's not always about the money; sometimes, something is too much priceless that money cannot play an effect. 
3. Girls might be tough to read but if in a serious relationship they all want these: appriciaiton, care, security (financial, one of which), future, trust, love, honesty, initiatives, and sweet memories. 
4. The most honest and sincere vision-led politician ever in this world is "mother". 
5. Family will always matter most than other things in one's life. 
6. Selfies on Facebook and other SNS will somehow get your appreciated but won't get your goals accomplished. 
7. Watching movies doesn't have to be at only those swanky cinemas. 
8. The future is flourished with efforts and hard work, not with procrastination and laziness. 
9. Lifestyle is a noun and refers to different choice people choose to live their life. A modern lifestyle is a way of life while simple lifestyle is another. Sadly, so far, to the crowds, modern lifestyle is the only exclusive definition of lifestyle. 
10. Success should be self-defined. Those success theories circulated can be learned from yet you've got to work out and define your own meaning and formula of success. 
11. Friends are a part of life. Some are real while some are fake. Some still think about you despite the distance while some are busy making their life more meaningful. All you need to do is not to judge and keep this friendship going. You're blessed to have friends.  
12. It doesn't matter how much and sweet your words are, actions are always matter more. Girls might like those sweet consoling words but they want to see the actions too. 
13. Worrying over things doesn't make one a millionaire. 
14. Bad days are part of a precious life; just don't mistake bad days for a bad life. 
15. Twitter and Facebook will not get Harvard to grant you a fellowship/scholarship. 

20 Awesome Love-Life Movies Quotes To Learn From

I was born and raised simple-ly as an innocent Cambodian boy. During my childhood, as other kids, I didn't think much about the future; I enjoyed those now-nostalgic childhood things and was quite care-freely childish, about which I wish I had been tapped into a more learning-conducing environment. 

I was sent to school and I have learnt to socialize. A part of me has always seek-ed (sought) out to allocate the meaning of my life. With that, at one time, I started to feel the magical awesomeness of learning and knowing life-related things and notion. The feeling inspires me and urge me to keep on learning things for life. 

Now apart from my academic world, which I feel I haven't achieved much but somehow satisfactory (and a part of me tells me to earn more achievement, which I feel convinced), I have usually tried to seek out to learn more through observing, reading, sharing, watching, etc. 

Among those knowledge-collecting activities, watching movies has always been a part of the routines and has somehow topped the priorities. Dating back briefly, I started the routine because somehow I felt that watching movies could be edutaining, though informally. In a phrase, watching movies sounds usefully good to me. 

An L-word Promise That Motivates.....

It is the damn word all yearn to have, especially those newly afoot into that little thing. 

It was 2011. May, 27, the starting point. No exact time recorded! 

“I think it will be time for you to say that to me, honey.”

“Not yet,” comes a reply, “We’ll see and hear. We just start, hey!" 

"But? Um, I have done this a lot to prove my..." to which a reply cut through: C'mon! It will be time, just like you say; not now, though. I do want to but, um......

"Promise me, okay? I'll get to you again on New Year's eve when we are going to hold hands, walking under the lighted breezy street. Then, you will have to go with the reality: you and I, forever." 

Riya, now a bit touched, okayed, smilingly.  

9 Melodious Songs to Chill Out on Sunday

I have been away for a while from this little forlorn meek blog and if you have been suspecting where I have been and whom I have been dating, busy-ness has been filling the spot. 

Honestly, I have been staring at the blank page and thinking of what to write. A short story, came the first thought. Some more ideas just keep flickering inside my head. The ideas flooded and, to a level, bored, I almost logged out. 

I then finalized a topic for this post. Let's just silentivate all the thoughts, get the earplugs and shut the world off. 9 songs below should be enough. 

That's Life.....

The sun was almost out; the dawn was still taking its very breath and cuddling up with the hissing February wind that was bringing along slight heat as it came and went. Cars came and passed, with whirling light, pressing mercillessly on the crooked lifeless road that was pretending. The weather outside was not so certain and the man inside was not caring either. He was focusing his now-disturbed mind on something else, something special. And, something troubled. And something that had not left his mind. Something that was only healed. It had been almost 20 years and the only thing he knew too well was the fact that no matter how much he had tried to act normally, he was still living his days and that he had no issues with that "normal" living was now not hiding anymore.  

"It's coming back again, really?" They were fighting once again after the long-sitting settle-down  that was then for-good broached and coaxed by the then desperate man. 

20 Awesome Quotes to Welcome 2014

I have just given a summary of how "bitter-juicy" 2013 was to me. Prettily, it was a rough year and living through was quite hard. Yet I'm strong enough to survive and life goes on, baby!

On the night of countdown, I know a lot must have happened. Some sweet, some fun and some drunk. I was out late that night and it was somehow fun and I did enjoy it. Yet, what I really wish I had done that day is spending time in Lan Kwai Fong, partying all my souls and experiencing something exciting. 

The first day of 2014 is not quite kind to me. I got up, feeling sick; my throat hurt and it sucks! Though, new days are supposed to be great, heh! And, I think I have plans for this new year, 2014, which is presumed to be bumpier and more challenging.  

It's Time to Move On

Let's make a deal first. This piece is wholly  purposed up to inspire some to move on. 

We all want a happy life, right? Yet, life keeps going wrong? Doubts? Research is still in progress for that. If only there were "happy life" at the market! 

Let's get real, yet! 

You see, we enjoyed many years of being carefree souls, during which we ran and played joyously without caring how badly flunking the economy is and how tortoise-step the world is going to be a greed-lead place to live in. Times fly and we grow up to a stage that we learn to socialize and love. In between, not all of everything we all want want us back. Some, we get while some others, we don't get. (This mother-of-grammar structure, is too classified, huh!) 

Too Many Awesome Movies This Year, 2013

To trace back, I'm not raised up rich and spoiled and life has just been normal.  That is, not having modern things, gizmos, and lifestyles okays for me. Life was once simple and, somehow, the fact that that simplicity goes on in this globalized and computerized world doesn't quite scratch me itchy a lot. 

That stated ain't means I'm just an old style, not adapting any changes necessary in this little world. Well, somewhat, I prefer things done in my ways even if they are quite different (and weirder) from others. 

One thing I might have done different from others might be the ways I watch movies. 

If you are a frequent visitor to my blog, you probably have learnt that I like watching movies and the way I spend time on movies is different. Well, while my friends who are "rich", I'm either "impatient" or "patient". Most of the time, semi-patient or fully patient. 

Rayuth's Sapoun-Midada Letter to Veronica

Sunshine,

Do you find the following dates and places familiar? 

2006, December, Mondial Center, Building C, Phnom Penh, Cambodia.
2007, February, 5: 45 PM, Royal University of Phnom Penh, Cambodia.'
2009, March, Sovanna Shopping Center, Phnom Penh, Cambodia.

2 sweet years and later more different years.  

I hope you've been doing good and happy. Of course, you do. 

Back then, I was Nicholas Spark's reader. A huge one! After you left, I liked Sapoun Midada more. You inspired that, you know. 

The above openings ain't nothing of the gists. The following are, Veronica. I don't know if this letter will ever reach you or you will ever peruse through it. I have no ideas. We actually made it clear that day we no longer authorize the mutual rights to care any longer. Thank us we didn't ban writing that day.  

A 4-Minute Inspiration: A Piece of Chalk and An Infograpah

This gonna be a post in which I don't write much.

Check out the movie and feel the inspiration. 

Nice day to you all. That's life. The pic say it all.

Original: See the inforgraph

Something is going on and so does life.

 

Can The Break-up Re-unite?

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Can they, really? And literally? 

It's either over or not over! It depends. On? I don't know. 

One insists and begs while another doesn't even care if the love has not been finished. 

The heart still yearn, hungrily, for the re-unison! The shadows of love still come and go. The brain won't listen. Is there any ways they can be back together? 

Have you ever missed me for the droning time? 

I don't know; well, just to share you guys this melodious song from Zono.  Well, almost for a month this songs has been in my playlist.  

9 Awesome Off-the-hook Messages

First of all, this is not my original writing. I once saw this on the net; from a Facebook page, if I remember well. Well, this is a featured post, sharing the following 9 messages that will put a smile on your lips and teach you something. 

Photo: Edited. Original @  martipieper.com   

10 Songs That Make May 2013 Smile

May will take off soon and June will come; so why not cool down with some music, huh? The following list down what I've been listening to in the month. Maybe you wanna browse and see and give a shit. 

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FYI, I listen to all kind of music (as long as they catch my ears and mind, that's it) so there are various songs here: Khmer, Kpop, and western. I don't want to bore you more about me so, well, let's browse the list. 

In This World I Love Only YOU: A Song

The time does its tasks, droning forward, leaving me in a loneliness box and every day I smile, which doesn't mean I'm not facing problem and are there people out there who know I'm missing her? Any? I'm now like, physically, a battery-less watch; well, just only the outside body and the mind blown away; and the tears from my eyes yield and descend and I'm nostalgic and missing hard the song, the song we two used to sing with one another. 

8-dollar Engagement Ring

Let's just imagine this situation: your boyfriend propose to you with this 8-dollar engagement ring.....

So the ring costs 8-dollar; he's not that thrifty yet that's just what he can afford and he is showing firmness that he's muscularly ready to fight for the future ahead no matter what. He gets a steady job that generate moderate income for the daily living. On the other side stands a man, a kind-of-rich one, introduced by a reverent relative, who is more financially reliable. Physical and emotional reliability and dependence of you on your boyfriend sparks an out-weight compared to those of that man standing offering.