Everything

There is a before and there is an after. There is a day, a moment when, abruptly, one life ends and another begins as a matter of fact and nature and everybody knows it. But, what we do not comprehend, when, without one even realising what is going on, life has became 'other' and you make yourself alienated. A watershed. "Ya Allah. He was only twenty-five." Until today, the words repeat themselves in my head like a mantra. But sure enough age is not included in neither death specification or dictum nor recorded in any of Allah's speech in Quran and Hadith of the Prophet. But little did I know death acceptance can make one lives catastrophically. It's hard and people might have judged me for putting the best smile-make-up. Bizarrely, the echoes of our last conversation that night filter through my head, everyday. " Remember not to delete all my texts. You'll be missing me a lot when I'm gone ". Yea, nothing but the truth. W...

I can't remember who owns the idea of a sweet gathering and picnic but however we successfully made it and it was at Putrajaya. Honestly, Putrajaya was not exactly a place I would want to go for a memorable catching up session. Because, I don't know. I had several times just unfortunate lost in Putrajaya since there are so many signboards and roads, 'Precint' here and there and there's no U-turn. However, I have to dismiss all the negative thoughts about it after a fête champêtre at Taman Wetland. Our journey began with me picking up Izyan at Sungai Buloh and the rest at Bandar Tasik Selatan LRT station. We headed to Kuncup's house after that and everything was just as smooth as we expected. Alhamdulillah. On our way to Kuncup's house at Bangi. We reached Taman Wetland at 12.30pm and found a beautiful small garden hut facing a swan lake. Just perfect. There was blue sky, there was sun, there were foods of course. There were all the people I ...

Driving to work today, I listened to HOT FM morning crew which’s similar to other radio stations, this one also has the morning topic to moot every day. I don’t fancy listening to radio actually but I left my playlist at home and I need music to distract my mind from the cracked traffic. So today’s topic was “Kenapa kau unfollower orang kat Twitter?” . I honestly thought it was a wise subject to be discussed for some reasons:- 1) I am on Twitter and I’ve seen a bunch of crazy people tweeting (insulting and derogatory) others religions, races and cultures. 2) I just hate all the Public Displays of Affection (PDA) couple who I can say almost 24 hours they have exhausted other means of communications (meeting up personally/phone/texting). 3) A person starts bashing an idiot and within an hour the bashes snowball. I don’t understand the excitement of doing such thing because that just reflects how stupid you are (as well). 4) People who write on their walls deliberately...