The Little Women

Child birthday is today, and he will celebrate his in the most amazing way. With beloved friends and family at school in one day & amazing teachers that will help him in every step of the way. Please, take good care of my boy like we take care of him. Pray for him like we pray for him & dance with him like we dance with him. He’s pretty chippery (like you might  know already), big body but a big  heart  also. He’s brave but  sometimes he is afraid also Please guide him to your best ability then he will gladly grow to his best ability. Cheers, friends & teachers dearest. Let’s have fun celebrating Tondi’s big 3, in his awesome  threenager party! Ananda Khaira Azizah, Pekanbaru, August 3rd 2026. Written at 4am on a Monday.

Hello there, would you like to go out with me? You can pick the place, but I pick the music. You will pick that place, and I will pick that music. Same old, same old; old people said. Same person, same history, different destiny. One curled up with her little family and the other, fought everyday in the name of dedicacy. One manages her little ones, while the other manages her small & big patients but they smile, either way. Deeply grateful of each and everyday. Both fight their own battles, none richer than the other. All rich in understanding of meaning & understanding of a human being. So hey, would you like to go out with me? Ananda Khaira Azizah,  Pekanbaru, July 6th 2026. Written at 5am on a Monday.

Do you know what happens when one loses another? How will it be? Will it be monstrous or on  the contrary, a relief? I guess it depends on how one  loves another, though. Whether the love is soul-deep or just skin-deep Because soul-deep is understanding, respecting, loving, While skin-deep sometimes involves mockery, or even rivalry (of one thing or another) If it’s the latter then it might be a relief. So tell me, then. Does love suffice or is character the virtue? Ananda Khaira Azizah, Pekanbaru, April 22nd 2026. Written at 6am on a Wednesday.

  I know my child sometimes dreams a whole-hearted dream Where he’d be tossing and turning accompanied by an occasional shriek and scream,  Sometimes he even cries on some small corner of his eyes. I honestly don’t know whether it’s a sad feeling or simply a bad dream; Is it a universal thing or only in my offspring; So tell me, honestly, tell me what do you think? Ananda Khaira Azizah, Pekanbaru, April 22nd 2026. Written at 5am on a Wednesday.

I actually like the color blue With its soft glow and the very pretty hue, reminds me of the sky when the morning is due. But why is it always associated with the feeling, blue? Even though it is such a pretty, pretty blue. I think everyone’s just trying to make sense of everything. Human-wise, feeling-wise, any-ways that makes them all correlate with each other; resonate with each other. It’s humanized that way. Humane. Is it just me, or it’s anybody? Do you also like the feeling blue? Ananda Khaira Azizah, Pekanbaru, May 15th 2026. Written at 3am on a Friday.

Being remembered is something; something straight out of nothing. You don’t have to do, You don’t need to achieve, You only just have to be. To be you, doing or not doing. To be you, achieve or not achieving, To be you, present; not presenting. When performing gets tiring, that’s  the sign of you drowning. And then you cried; that’s the sign of you breaking. So tell me, tell me who are you when you’re not performing? Are you sad, are you happy, Do you angst, do you not angst? Will you catch you, when you fall? Ananda Khaira Azizah, Pekanbaru, May 2nd 2026. Written at 11am on a Saturday.