Today I face the world with a smile. Today I sleep early because i am so tired Karin Sabrina
Stories
Shines
Those who envy me, you make me shine. Those who criticize me, you make me move forward. Those who detest me, you make me stronger. For you who loves me, you make me forget them all. Unknown In my “radio days,” I was young, naive, and full of fire. I loved my work — imagine … Continue reading Shines
May
This May, the focus word is "rise up". Above the struggles, above the weight I’ve been carrying. I am peace, so I attract peace. My life is abundant with blessings. Fortune flows to me. Each day brings its own miracle.Today, I heard something beautiful: *Whatever is meant for me is looking for me.* I believe … Continue reading May
Kebaya
Before the lights come up and the microphone hums to life, there’s always a flutter of nerves — and one quiet choice that steadies me: my kebaya.Whenever I stand as an emcee before a sea of watching eyes, I choose to wear a kebaya — Indonesia’s timeless gift to elegance. In the photo here, I … Continue reading Kebaya
The Tao of Self-Confidence
I spent this weekend reading this book and it's a weekend well spent! Ms.Chan shares her rough journey to forge a path for her own life. A different path from what her family, her relatives, and her culture expect from her. Her story is pretty much relatable to me. In many Asian cultures, a woman … Continue reading The Tao of Self-Confidence
Tea, always.
A slow afternoon. It’s raining.A romantic drizzle, a cool breeze. It’s daydream-perfect. The mug can be refilled as many times as I like. I’m sitting on the porch. The neighborhood is quiet, prayers from the nearby mosques fill the wet air. There’s magic in the rain—or so I believe. I made a new friend today, … Continue reading Tea, always.
A monologue
(Lights up. A lone figure, mid-thirties maybe, sits at a table, phone in hand. She sighs, puts the phone down, and starts talking—not to anyone in particular. Maybe to herself. Maybe to us.) You know, today... I write just to stop myself from scrolling.Insta-land. Meta-land. Scroll-ville. Whatever we’re calling it now.I’m trying to escape it, … Continue reading A monologue
Wintering.2
Write a love letter to your winter self—the version of you that withdraws, slows down, and rests. Dear wintering self, Take your time to rest—it’s okay, truly. You’ve been doing your part: working hard, showing up, day after day. You even make space to greet your dear friends with warmth. But today, you're home. You're … Continue reading Wintering.2
Family
It was one of those low-energy days—the kind where the bed feels like a warm cloud and adult responsibilities feel like a cruel joke. All I wanted to do was sleep and maybe sleep some more. But no, Fate (and my husband) had other plans. Today, we had to attend a visit—capital V, because this … Continue reading Family
Stillness
"If you don’t like where you are, move!" they say. But the trees stand still, unbothered.They do not book tickets, pack bags, or rent new skins to impress their neighbors.They simply grow in the same soil, year after year. And do we admire the trees for staying? No.We glorify movement instead. In some cultures in … Continue reading Stillness
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