Skip to main content

Tondi’s POV

I can always feel my mom whenever she’s near (or not), even when I was asleep.


She wore her engagement ring on her left hand - index finger and her wedding ring on the right hand - ring finger.


She always try to be calm to calms me even when she’s real panic inside. She slow her breathing down to slowed mine while holding me tight, stroking my back gently.


She put her chin on top of my head - for whatever reason so I did the same thing; she clasps my cheek, lean me towards her then kiss me on the forehead. She will stretch her arms so wide to invite me to come to her embrace.


She loves to cuddle; very, very excited to do playtime and loves storytelling in particular because it enables her to make funny gestures & weird sounds and all


(she’s also very proud of the orange room)


I’m also very, very grateful that my mom is always here and always near.


Love you mom.

Xoxo, Tondi.


Ananda Khaira Azizah, 

Pekanbaru, 13 Juni 2025.

Hari Jumat, pukul 6 pagi.

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Label-free

I mentioned sixth sense in one of my previous post, the “What Should I do” one. True, I stated that the longer we know someone, we’ll develop some kind of sixth sense that’ll help us “communicate” with them. A wordless communication, so to say. That mind reader, gesture-talk kind of things. But I must say that that telepathy is a double edged sword. Why? Because it has its own downside. Opinion. Allow me to quote another saying of Haemin Sunim : “when we think we already know someone, we stop making effort to know them better. Consider when you think you already know your loved ones and when you do, you are failing to see them as they are right now, you see them through the prism of previously held opinions , instead.” Those words quoted from his “Love for Imperfect Things” book, and again, I could not believe how true it is. That “prism of previously held opinions” have an immense power to destroy our relationships because we instantly judge people. We did it in a heart...
6 comments
Read more

The Family Who Read

         I was raised in a family who appreciate reading. It’s all started way back when we were young. We grew up reading comic books, our parents often gave us books as our “naik kelas”’s gifts. So we ended up looking forward to books. I remember the feeling when we were anxiously waiting for our packs of books to open, couldn’t wait to read it as we already waiting for it for a long time. And as a continuation of that, by the time we were a teenager, we expand our liking to novels, and our house filled with fantasy books such as “Eragon”, “The Bartimaeus Trilogy” by Jonathan Stroud, books written by Cornelia Funke, “Maximum Ride” by James Patterson and the likes which supplied by our mother. So myself in particular found solace and curiousity in fantasy books.           So then we developed our love for books. Growing up, each of us found our own genre, as my brother likes “Haruki Murakami”, me and my father...
4 comments
Read more

I Actually Like The Color Blue

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.
Post a Comment
Read more