Ashe's Reveries♥

You know me? Me neither.

Any time, when I’m in a dire need.
Those gloomy days;
I hear a dulcet voice ringing merrily.
Once that voice convinces my soul-
My steps come to a halt, astonished.
I stand riveted, accepting it.

As long as I’m the one shouldering your burden,
As long as my life senses your suffering;
For as long as your smile becomes mine,
I’ll have your face etched within me,
Though I’m far away.

(Zainal Abidin- Ikhlas Tapi Jauh)

Welcome, strenjah.
I'm trying to relive the splendid 'ol writing times here.
Writer's block is not cool, bruh.
Now that you're here,
Why not join me for a belle-letre ride?
Click on the 9 ethereal vistas at the left
to navigate your way around my virtual den.

I'm 20, and still at my pinnacle of jomblo-ness.
Oh, that's an Indonesian word for single. Yes.
I somehow like everything,
in exception of ~~cockroaches.~~
Ergo, I'd indubitably like you too.

You shall click on all of them to
explore my little planet of practically nothingness.

Abu, the Malay word for Ash(e).

Name's Ain.

Abu for short, Ashe for sweeter, ~~girlish-sounding.~~ Annoying, no? No.
Here are the little things that make my planet enormous.

Tea. Herbal tea. Green tea. Green tea latte. All sorts of tea. A tea enthusiast. Cycling. Bicycles. Bed. Sleeping. Dreaming about dancing with tea leaves. Small notes from adorable people. Makeups, but suck at painting others' face though. Music that flows from harmonica. Cats....yes. Singing when nobody's listening. Talking when no one's around. Being alone, but not lonely. Late night pondering. Falling in love within seconds. Resident Evil. Leon Kennedy. Claire Redfield. Any object that bears anchor design. Anything cheesy, not mouldy. Iceland. The thought of living in that country. Oh yes. Yes. *eyes glistening with green tea and Iceland spring water*

For the inexorable love for Claire Redfield, I become Ashe Redfield.
20, hailing from the historical city of Malacca, Malaysia.
In the hustle and bustle of completing my Diploma. (TESL)
A hopeless ro.....robust lady.
#greentea4lyfe

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Bucket List. Senarai Besen.

Saving space by means of living in a caravan. Visit Iceland. Live in the country, only if I have heaps of cash; marrying a rich man sounds legit? Haha. Open a tea house surrounded by sheer greenery. Open a boutique where everything is anchor-based. Sing on a stage. Ride a Mini Cooper. Yes, own one as well. Takkan nak pinjam je, eceh. Go on a road tour with some awfully fun friends.

How Can I Help Ya, Strenjah?

Hey, I Sing Too.

HERE!

Honeyed Letter For Le Lasses.

Here’s an acciaccatura;
A mere adumbrate of your beauty, a dumb symphony,
A fading silhouette of your unearthly ethereality.
Ah; uttering redundancy.
Letters stacking up; reaching the pinnacle of your veracity.
That’s just how beauteous you could be.

Here, I surmise,
You’re no Belladonna from an ugly duckling.
‘What would it be, then?’ as envisaged.
A sylph in genesis, swallowing the entire nebulae;
Not a subtle dab of red lipstick,
Yet your lips remains scintillating-
That’s merely how enticing your form bedazzles me.

Then, stay; don’t change.

Under Construction.

Did I tell you what a mundane being I am?

Don't anticipate anything for I know you won't ;)

A Mountain of Gratitude

Designer: happy-germs
Reference: title-less Cursor: fairy dust
Photographs: tumblr