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Assalamualaikum :) I’m writing this in library, alone. It is the hour most of friends in class and the view in here is ‘splendid’. Splendid enough to see the contentment of married couple facing me with the cheeky smile from the wife at the same time as the husband keeps teasing her. The newlyweds I think. Semoga bahagia ke anak cucu . :) Well, that’s not the precise story I want to convey. It is about being single-handedly, alone and unaccompanied. Vaguely I wonder why this moment seems so special. I feel truly calm though the library has small construction outside so it produces noise which supposed to get on my nerves. I don’t feel the heat, though. Besides, the vista and such noise help me enjoying my moment, feeling wedged among these people, especially they who sit in crowd for I feel more relief by sitting on my own. I am sure you know what I mean. We all need the compassion of human companionship but somehow we want to escape and be entirely by ourselves, through differen...

Beri nama Beri harta Lihat satu drama menyentak Lupa sekali pada tujuan asal bergerak Beri derita Beri sengsara Lihat satu tragedi membuak Ingat sedih pada mula tempat berpijak

Our Pak Long Bakar is a true hero of Kampung Chepor, Lenggong, Perak. He is invariably funny and outrageous, and at the same time always lovable and kind. He is not our real uncle, but a very distant cousin of my paternal grandmother. :) Pak Long Bakar has been married to Mak Long Zah for almost 50 years with 4 sons and 4 daughters around. Once they started bed-sharing, they always sleep facing each other. Err, that is what my Mama said. I wot that but too well, I'm still in my childishness affair. Just don't deliver any more, mama. *phew So last week, we went to his house for a visit since the last meeting was long ago. We could see there were construction works as an addition to that existing house. Pak Long Bakar was standing between the bricks, smeared by mixture of sweat and cement, he was seen too old for that. "Kesian Pak Long kan Ma?" "Kesian kenapa? Dia kaya tu. Memotong (menoreh getah) sehari dapat dekat beratus ringgit. Tu siap boleh tambah rumah. Kita...

Assalamualaikum semua :) The true lenses are heart corporates with brain. Both must be innocent. I have wondered why 'White' always adored as pure. Detergent commercials night and day pointing out the new white school uniform as clean, 'Wah, seperti baju baru! Gunalah Daia!' Whatever. For myself, that is not true. How do you know that new plus white equals to clean. Kau tipu tipu tipu aku lagi. You bought it involuntarily realizing that has been used by someone else. Who knows? It might has fallen in the stool. Yark! You just then fessed it up as clean. The resemblance associates with life. Pretty doesn't mean to be kind. White skin is not impossible to lie. Looks can be deceiving. Back to the top, use your 'lenses' to capture all the 'features'. It may be blurry so wipe them!

At the intersection you can hear the clock and people's footsteps, At the intersection, sometimes, a car is smashed up, only to turn up again. The moon on the clock face, the hands keep turning........ I love spiritual stuff, the cluster of beads - healing all the sorrows while glorifying HIM. Somehow I found myself certain that happiness is a snare and a delusion. Let's see. Each birth was celebrated with joy, cakes and ale. So what happen when somebody dies? Yeah, the cries take too age-long to stop. Why don't you save the happiness a bit so that you won't suffer for mourning? Hem?

Disney really pulled my leg during my childhood. Not a single but both. I dreamed to be in a castle with long-princess-likely-dress together fit the floor-length veil on my head. A bouquet of wildflowers hung casually in my hand. Just so you know, this is not lame cause I believe all girls wish the same. Heh! Times treat me to mature parallel with how old my age. If only castle story still takes into my head, I will not study anymore. Because someday, I'll be a fresh attorney with a hectic schedule and no time for looking for a prince-charming! WOOT!