http://www.kapasitor.net/ Kapasitor English: Short Story Kapasitor English: Short Story RSS Feed <![CDATA[a case of being selfish]]> http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1254 1. A while ago when I was a student I had this experience that has brought me a bit down to earth. Sometimes when we are too comfortable about the things we enjoy we tend to forget the suffering of the others. My life was not easy, yet I have almost always believed that there's always somebody else had it worst, or better.

2. Back then the financial reserves was not too dramatic and I had to be prudent in order to survive for the next scholarship allowance to arrive. Neverth ]]> 2008-11-20 00:37:00 http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1254 <![CDATA[And you have my medication?]]> http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1253 The room was filled with the smell of medicine but the fresh aroma from the scented air-conidtioner balanced the air. Iz sat iritably on the chair. Though comfy, he certainly wasn't in the mood to even try to relax. He knew something which no one in the room knew. For that very reason, he felt like yelling at the top of his lungs, telling the people around him the real truth. Stop acting like you know what to do! That was what he wanted to say. Badly...

As Iz tried to bear the awful s ]]> 2008-11-19 19:44:08 http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1253 <![CDATA[Strangest Memoir]]> http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1251

Recently I had a chance to visit one of nature’s best kept secret, the reserve forest of Papan in Perak, some 30 kilometers from Ipoh. Tucked away in the humble town of Papan, at the far-removed foothill of an almost unknown district, it boasts almost untouched natural resources, and the waters that flow through the heart of the place sparkled like any proud diamond would. Who would’ve though that this near to the historical city of Ipoh was a virgin forest almost unk ]]> 2008-11-17 22:16:45 http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1251 <![CDATA[Serabut ]]> http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1243 1. Serabut in English means disorganized. Usually in Malay it is used as an adjective, used to describe a person. A person with an unsystematic life can be described as serabut. Phrases such as, "You are so serabut, you know that" can barely a appropriate way to ditch a person. For me, I'd try to stay away from these people. I learned that from a hard way.

2. I was once acquainted with this chick quite some years ago, when I was just completed my studies. Fresh from college, ]]> 2008-11-13 01:25:57 http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1243 <![CDATA[happy belated halloween]]> http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1242  

 

Addendum:


I noticed that halloween long way past.  October 31 if I'm not mistaken.  Anyway, just nice derivative thoughts during that time. Thanks for your earlier comments, readers.  Would improve my postings in the future.

 

1. Malaysia doesn't celebrate halloween. It's kind of sad because that's the time you can 'trick or treat' and dress up as ghosts or vampires. Some more, this country has a database of gho ]]> 2008-11-13 01:23:56 http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1242 <![CDATA[Run, Hilda Run!]]> http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1240 Hilda pressed her temples with her fingers.

I don’t like this. I don’t like it at all. She thinks.

Who would ever like it? The pain. The agony. The sadness. The tears that came with it. But it’s not like she could help it. It’s like totally out of control. Once it gets to her head, it will wash over her entire body making her whole body sort of locked into its place, like she can’t do anything, like she’s helpless. She knows too well tha ]]> 2008-11-08 02:40:56 http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1240 <![CDATA[mankind's greatest achievement]]> http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1238

1. It has not been raining in the klang valley for the past 2 days. It has been hot. In fact, bloody hot. I've been around town and managed to found that the peak temperature has been up to 34 degrees centigrade. 

 

2. What sins have I done to deserve this. Not only I was sweating like a dog, it has also spoiled my new armani exchange shirt and jeans I've bought. Now I've got to wash it again. 

 

3. Malaysia is a tropical country. It's ]]> 2008-11-06 18:52:06 http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1238 <![CDATA[my name is pratab]]> http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1237 1. Hello, my name is Pratab. I'm a good friend of the author in this blog. He seems quite a nice guy. I suppose I had to thank him for giving this opportunity to share my stories in his blog.

2. To tell you the truth, I was quite reluctant to share my stories. This is because I'm quite shy. But he has been encouraging me to share my talents so that it could inspire people. I guess I'm quite flattered by his invitation. He told me I have very nice stories to tell, and admitte ]]> 2008-11-05 23:19:24 http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1237 <![CDATA[my 2nd gf]]> http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1236 first of all i'd like to thank jojo for encouraging me to post my blog thots in this site. i was quite flattered and i hope to write more in the future.


this is just an exerption (wonder if spelled that right) from my blog at iamizwa.blogspot . while reading, hopefully the readers would excuse several grammatical mistakes and some vulgar language. thanks and cheers

 

1. I love my second gf. She always look hot in red and black. She doesn't talk much. And s ]]> 2008-11-05 19:36:55 http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1236 <![CDATA[WHO I AM & OUR TESTIMONY IN A NUTSHELL SHORTFORM]]> http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1229 http://www.kapasitor.net/community/post/1890 ]]> 2008-10-30 20:05:56 http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1229 <![CDATA[One Drop of Tear Fell...]]> http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1226 She had come again. This time, with tear-dried eyes. I clenched my fist unconsciously. My eyesight becomes blurry then and again. There was buzzing in my ears. She can try to smile but I can see the misery in her heart.

 

She talked about the cat she just found in front of her house with a sad attempt to look cheerful. Girl, I know you. Stop pretending. I knew he did something but I know she won’t tell me. I knew I couldn’t do anything even if she told me. I o ]]> 2008-10-25 11:56:05 http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1226 <![CDATA[The Feelings That Once, Existed.]]> http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1219 Isn't it strange, how I can forget something as awful as that storm I once encountered. It's only been a few months and already the memory of it is devoid of terror. I can recall the events, of course, but I can't feel anything. Funny, isn't it, how the human mind works?

            We humans have a remarkable capacity to disguise emotions... ~ We suppress feelings, we force ourselves to forget things until, finally, we truly believe those ]]> 2008-10-22 22:12:06 http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1219 <![CDATA[Quartz]]> http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1212

 

Similar in superficial appearance, quartzes and diamonds display the same breathtaking brilliance once cut. Quartzes are aplenty, but could there be, among the heap of this abundance earth crystals, be a diamond?

 

            ‘Hey Jaz…how many times are you gonna surprise me with these crazy news about you? It has been twenty over years. When will you stop tormenting my poor litt ]]> 2008-10-20 10:58:36 http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1212 <![CDATA[The Encounter]]> http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1203 <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} -->

 

He managed to s ]]> 2008-10-02 14:19:47 http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1203 <![CDATA[Love of Sea]]> http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1202

 

 

The sea wasn’t emerald green nor was it sapphire blue. The sands weren’t sparkling white, as likened to the Bahamas. It wasn’t any of those exotic beaches that attracted thousands of visitors from around the world each year. The beach that attracted him was a humble stretch along the western coast of the country Malaysia, with course red sands and brownish green waters. But it was the calmness of the sea, the humble locals and th ]]> 2008-10-02 09:05:59 http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1202 <![CDATA[Love comes after all]]> http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1200 Prequel to TIME TO SAY LOVE & collaboration with WAITING FOR THE RETURN

 

He knew he had lost her when he held her hands and she looked at the sea. He knew when he first met her, she was waiting for someone who might never come back. Heck, nobody even knew if the man she was waiting for was still alive or not. But most believed he was not. After he swam into the sea in attempt to rescue a drowning tourist, he was never seen raised to the surface again. Together with t ]]> 2008-09-28 19:38:45 http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1200 <![CDATA[Unsent Letter]]> http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1197 Dude, hey.

    Thanks again for helping us today, even though you’re not that well. You’re always willing to lend a hand every time I need it. I know you’re that nice of a person, but sometimes it feels like I’m using you, even though I never meant that.

    Just now, when you arrived with her, I felt a bit jealous. I know it’s not my place, but somehow I couldn’t help it. I’m sorry. We’re jus ]]> 2008-09-26 20:43:23 http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1197 <![CDATA[This shall be the end, friend]]> http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1160 In the dim room, while staring at his emotionless face, I realised that I just could't stand him anymore. I didn't want him, the man named X, in my life. I hated the fact that he was already in my life. I remembered the day, when he asked me why I acted strangely for the past few weeks. He did not fail to mention (not to me but to my friends), that I seemed to be avoiding him and refusing to talk to him. To be honest, its not that I avoided him but yes, I did try to not talking to him. ]]> 2008-09-13 15:22:59 http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1160 <![CDATA[The Ragged Doll]]> http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1152 she lifted her head slowly, oblivious to her surroundings
all she can see was the pedestal raising so high above her
she did not know why she was thrown away or exactly when
only when she tasted the hard, cold earth on her bare lips that she knew
'this is it'

the ragged doll tried to move all of her limbs but only few responded
and her heart, oh her beautiful heart was ever so broken
the sharp pieces ripped through her ragged body
she fought back a l ]]> 2008-09-10 00:57:18 http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1152 <![CDATA[Time To Say Love]]> http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1138 You can call me a stalker if you want but I do act like one even though I don’t like it. But this heart longs for him and defy my own self-restraint. If I try to close my eyes and sleep, suddenly I see him. If I try to do other things to take my mind off him, I’d feel him around.

 

To say I’m obsessed is an understatement. I’m paranoid about him. Not negatively, but in a strange way where humans call it full of affection. When he comes home, I&rsqu ]]> 2008-08-22 21:01:27 http://www.kapasitor.net/en/shortstory/post/1138