WISHING ALL MY FRIENDS:
A HAPPY AND PEACEFUL EID MUBARAK
- FROM NUR & FAMILY
1. sucking choclairs during meeting. it gets me high..sugar high..so that i donthave to fall asleep listening to the drones of boring stuff they usually talk about in meetings
2. searching and picking itchy hair..rambut gatal..ya know that short, thick curly hair that gives you that geram feeling when you feel it?.....nevermind :p
3. watching tv/cds with daniel & papa, and cuddling with both..sigh...now i only get to cuddle with daniel on weekend..
4. double beef Uncle Burger with lotsa veges..
5. getting my back scratch before calling it a day...its like...ahhhhhh so bestnya.....
you are tagged!
"Welcome to Putarjaya, the pseudo city where everything is less than what you see"
"welcome to Putrajaya, the land of the spigot and the ugly cracks and bumps"
destiny rang the doorbell
wow..the last posting was exactly a month ago. much has happened since then:
1. Daniel is now staying with my mom, and go to school there. he is happier from my observation, though i know he misses me.
2. i no longer have my D70. have to sell it - personal reason. i was so sad.. photography brough so much happiness in my life, but sometimes sacrifice is in order especially when it related to family..
3. i have housemate now. lega sikit
4. i have few side jobs that will help me a bit. i am thankful..Alhamdulillah
life is dull without my son with me..
it aint easy..
Let the healing comes swift for
I have been buried under such
Ferocious sadness
These unspoken beasts ensnared
My weaken heart as it
Searched for the light at
The end of this long, winding tunnel
For heart is what nature bestowed
To be filled with the wisdom
Our mind acquired
Honed to reach and touch
To teach the untutored limbs
The way with humane
Heart, the embodiment of
The naked essence we called soul
Do not held me in contempt for
I have erred in so many
Ways that I have, myself,
Lost count all of them
Breathe into me words
Of hope that hid so
Well in your eyes
Curse the darkness for
Stealing the light
Of which held the promise of
Love and freedom from
These painful grips of
Perpetuated abandonment in the
Capricious spirit flies unbound; unchecked
Squealing in freedom that soon
Proved to be perilous
Pray the end come hastily
For my heart tethered
Like broken flesh hanging from the wound
For I am broken
And I have sinned
B. Maria, 2005
that is the only word that come across my mind.
they come, they see, they kick yer ass and they proclaim We are the ruler
now tell why i shouldnt hate such barbaric act?
long weekend with no plan makes my mood foul. i found myself to nod off most of the time (plus the fact it has been raining since morning doesnt help)
April
passed by quietly
and i am left lingering
at the edge of memory
a bad habit
i have yet to let go
Abah & Grey
1st of April
of celebration and heartache
such a reminder
that life is
a coin with
2 different face