the short wanderer

By looking at the title, I bet you would know that I am here to complicate stuff (again). Bear with my not-so-philosophical journey of seeking, not solutions to problems, not answers to questions, not even an offender for a crime; just some insights for a deep thought: an identity that can at any time be at the risk of getting lost. One day around a month ago, I was sitting in the lobby of UCL Institute of Education (IoE). I was reading through my essay and making some final amendments before sending it through Turnitin, when a lady who was sitting beside me frankly asked me and another guy who sat at the corner a short but very precise question. "What is good about being a student here?" I took my hands off my keyboard, but my eyes weren't off the laptop screen. 'What an ironic question,' I thought to myself. I have a feeling that I did unconsciously gave myself a cynical smile, which I hope none of them would have actually realised. But.... Why did ...

Perhaps, after following me for quite some time on Instagram, some of my friends had 'elected' me as their point of reference or the reception counter for inquiries about museums in London (I am not sure if I should feel honoured about it but anyway I'm writing this piece because I enjoy all my 'museum-hunting' projects hahaha) As a person who values individual differences, I don't think it's useful to suggest the 'must-go' or 'must-see' London museums when people asked me about it because I believe it all depends on your personal interest at the end of the day. Hence, I am going to write, neither about museums that is worth your time (cause I will argue that all knowledge is worth learning to some extent :P) nor about my top 5 favourite museums. So why are they here? Hmmm... I am afraid you have to read all the way to the end to find out hehe Warning & Disclaimer : These pictures are of my own collection, all of which were taken in 2...

Dalam suka, ada gelisah di dalam jiwa Dalam gembira, ada sendu di hujung tawa Dalam diamnya lisan, ada hati yang berbicara Dalam doa, ada rindu menjemput hiba Dalam kita mengatur langkah ke penghujung semester atau penghujung tahun ni, dengar cerita biasanya ramai yang dibelenggu dengan ujian-ujian yang menggugat ketahanan jiwa raga dalam meneruskan kehidupan. Mungkin, aku juga tidak terkecuali. Ada masanya, hati terasa bagai tak mampu lagi untuk bertahan, kaki terasa tak mampu lagi untuk melangkah, tak ada lagi daya untuk memujuk diri untuk bangkit kembali. Impian yang dahulunya membakar semangat seakan sirna dikaburi halangan tanpa henti, tak kiralah dek masalah kerja yang kelihatan seperti tiada penghujungnya, masalah emosi yang tak seimbang dari hari ke hari, atau masalah yang sebenarnya bukan masalah tapi kita yang melihatnya sebagai satu masalah. (Ha cemane tu 🤔) Sebagai seorang insan yang tak berpengalaman dalam bab-bab bimbingan dan kaunseling ni, ak...