Ajal maut di tangan Tuhan, tapi....

http://www.nst.com.my/nst/articles/2ptd/Article

Dahsyat btul cabaran bekerja nie...

Sahabat nie dah meninggal dunia pun, tinggalkan anak umur dua tahun... Sama2lah kita doakan dia dan keluarganya sentiasa sejahtera... AlFatihah....

Trick Or Treat

Relationships are tricky.

They are treacherous and unreliable - winding and not worthy of trust.

For the so-called 'treats' that they offer, it is just not worth the effort that you have to put in.

For any kinds of relationships with the human species, there really is no guarantee that you would actually enjoy what has been gained (or treasure what's lost, for that matter) - no guarantee at all.

I realised this when I was being enlightened by my mom in a recent mother-daughter-friend conversation. A sudden revelation came upon me ...... and I made a statement to my mom, saying how, objectively thinking, I don't have any friends or acquaintances that love me more than I do them. Sad, isn't it? But, the truth is that I know it has always been like this. I keep asking myself if there ever was and if there ever will be a person out there who would love me more than I do them, but the truth is that I don't want to care.

But, that's the thing, I DO. I think all humans do.

Please, I just want to find my way out of this.

Please.

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.

~150 juta~

SANGAT MESTI DENGAR! Lagu di sebelah!

Love it! This one song menceriakan aku....

^_^

Guess it somehow made me believe in "love" again

tinta-ku buta

pada derita manusia
tinta-ku tak bisa mendengar suara mereka
ia enggan menuturkan kata
buat meredakan luka sesiapa...

tinta-ku buta

kerana sesungguhnya...
tinta buta ku ini
hanya sensitif pada derita sendiri
peka cuma pada apa yang aku hajati
yang lain mana mungkin aku fahami
memang
aku manusia yang kurang insani

ini hakiki
aku manusia individualistik
pentingkan diri
insan lain tidak kupeduli
keras raut wajah ku
tajam lagi aku di peri jasadi
tuli perihal telinga ku
jauh lebih kejam pula aku di hati

malah
mungkin saja aku ini
pernah menjadi
seorang pembunuh...

tapi mengapa
masih ada yang rasa
tinta-ku tidak buta?
mengapa masih ada yang kata
tinta-ku punya jiwa?
butakah mereka
pada amarah tinta-ku ini
tulikah mereka
pada suara kebencian ini

biar saja aku
sendirian
dulu, nanti atau kini
biar aku melayan
tinta buta ku ini
buta mata, buta hati

jiwa ku telah lama mati.

Trapped

Have you ever felt trapped in a life that you wish you didn't have? That you wish you weren't living at the moment? That you wish you were someone else rather than you - anybody but you?

Life always has its ways of making us feel trapped - in any possible ways one could ever be trapped in. It's a Life full of entrapments - spellbinding enchantments that would contain your spirits in following the monotonous routines and never break the chain.

My problem? I wish I'd be trapped in many other various ways but social and emotional. I wish I don't have to deal with my many feelings and un-feelings for people, things and others... I wish I didn't even have to exist...

But, we all understand better than that, right? We know that we can't escape what Life has offered and threatened us. It's a Fact that we just have to keep living as long as Life keeps going and moving on.

Time becomes a witness of this 'silent' agreement forced upon the human beings. Time makes a pact with Life so that it will always be relevant to humans and never be un-useful, unneeded.

Too bad that we, humans, cannot do the same. We become unneeded even when we think we are needed most. We become unwanted even when we think we are the most wanted people in the whole wide universe.

Justice will only be served on the Judgment Day.

And until then, survival is the only way to walk into the future.

Star light, Star bright!

I used to wish for him to be mine, but now I know better - I understand better.

Especially after being able to talk to him like real friends just now - genuine non-romantic friendship (or sorta!).

Still, I will always love him as someone special - someone who owns his own soft, special spot in my little heart. I just cannot do less.

It really means a lot when I can admit this so openly - I feel free, free from this burden of unrequited love.

He will only be just another colleague for me now... just another person in my professional life... just another figure standing in the crowd... insyaAllah....

Though I do wonder why he wouldn't want to sit and have his lunch with me just now, I mean, my table was practically empty (as all other tables in the cafe too)... But, whatever!

Ya Allah, thank you very much! Alhamdulillah...