24.5

24 Mei 1959.

Last Monday - commemoration of the 51st year.

A week of nostalgia.

A day of reminiscence.

Silently realising just how much I miss him.

Feelings in tact, unrevealing nothing.

The smiling face masks the sad heart inside.

The laughing words conceal tightly the tears of the soul.

And the Ghosts of the Past keep haunting me, keep haunting us....

Dan sekali lagi aku menjadi penunggu setia - tabah menanti saat kami bakal bertemu lagi. Moga sahaja Tuhan ketemukan kami di bawah payungan redha-Nya.

Moga sahaja kami bersatu kembali.

Moga sahaja kasih kami tetap sejati - semurni kasih Tuhan yang azali.