Assalamualaikum..
Batuk batuk
sambil bersihkan habuk.
Termenung .
Seriously I didn’t have any idea why I did
spend some time to sit in front of my lappy. It has been 4 months. hmm is
that long? Sorry. Err would sorry have made any
difference, does it ever? Yes it’s just a word.
One words against a thousand actions. Why do girls always feel like they
have to apologize for giving an opinion or taking up space in the world?
Well, I do
feel some loneliness through 4 months before. I do felt my absence. Just
because I had every right to feel sorry it doesn’t mean I took the opportunity
to do so.
‘’This is
only what life imparts
These deep
silences within
Have been
handed out to all by the time
Everyone’s
story has a little sorrow
Everyone’s
share has a little sunshine’’
But you know
what I’m being sorry is having a words
to say when I know I should but I just can’t. My brain must have felt
sorry for me, really. Why did I silence, did I just hate blogging which are
include in the things that I adore most in my life?
Sulking.
You
what? Yes I did. Oh Girl. No !
I just lost
hope on some things maybe, may I say a conflict with my inner thought and I
need a space to deeply thinking about that? Yes, you may dear self. It doesn’t change my status perhaps. One of the greatest ever statement that can
keep me at peace is that, “ Hi, I’m alright . I learn to value myself. How is
that? fight for my happiness. So I’m
trying. Indeed. My happiness is only being with My Greatest Creator. I trust in HIM. I am depending on HIM. Tuhan
sekelian alam. Yang menciptakan baik dan buruknya aku. Yang menghadiahkan aku
bahagia untuk mengajar aku rasa peritnya derita dan diberinya aku sakit dan pedih untuk mengajar aku
menghargai nikmatnya bahagia.
“Cukuplah
Allah menjadi penolong kami dan Allah
adalah sebaik baik pelindung” Ali-Imran 173
People always talk about how hard it can be to
remember things but rarely talks about how much effort we put into
forgetting.
“maybe a
sweet dream that you can’t forget
So close yet
far-fetched
Causing you
to float on the line
Between
reality and fantasy
Haunted the
nightmares
Love and
hates, Driving me crazy
The blind
arrows of piercing cold ice and warm melting heart
Tearing me
apart”
“….tearing
me apart…” Hlovate
When someone
loves you, the way they say our name is different, the way they text us is
different, the way they did everything with us all is different. I no longer
believe in the idea of love or anything related with that. Sometimes it seems the harder you try to hold
on to something the more it wants to get away.
Err what do
I cover today? Nothing.
Sengih.
Okay, let me
stories some of my progress.
I just read 2 malay novel which means, it has
been 2 or 3 years that I hate to read malay novel. So lets clap. oh
don’t make a big deal. I have so
many collection of Lejen Press malay novel in my wardrobe . I am kwangsoo hard die fan. Once in
a week. (only) Not a really hard die fan lah. I got 3 niece/nephew for this year.
Hijjaz, qisya and Afif. .
okay. I am waiting for the right time to
make a review regarding my brother’s book “Travelog di bumi Dajlah” And I didn’t find any suitable time yet
cause I’m so bad at writing sad story.
It has been postpone so many times.sad due to emotional feeling when I'm reading that book. hmm
what about my daily life? errr.. yes, you may check it at my twitter. Anything else?
what about my daily life? errr.. yes, you may check it at my twitter. Anything else?
I just did
it ! hahaha
I just
update my blog and write a post in 3 hour. Sambung ketawa.
Thankfully,
tadi siang dah bergelumang dengan due date assignment. Cun betul sir, pakat nak
hantar assignment on 30 April. suka.
“Being alone
never felt right, sometimes it felt good but it’s never felt right”
Hamba mintak
diri, Didahului dengan ucapan wassalam.
Dan semoga Allah menjaga kita dari jahatnya pemikiran dan perbuatan
manusia lain.
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