Thursday, July 21, 2016

Flying a kite

At the time when you dreaming of having both world, remember that my only world: the one that I put all my resources; the one that I hope with the word future in it, was ripped away from me, partially due to your mouth.

Saturday, July 2, 2016

Don't live a half life by Khalil Gibran

Poem beautifully written by Khalil Gibran:

Do not love half lovers
Do not entertain half friends
Do not indulge in works of the half talented
Do not live half a life and do not die a half death

If you choose silence, then be silent
When you speak, do so until you are finished
Do not silence yourself to say something
And do not speak to be silent

If you accept, then express it bluntly
Do not mask it

If you refuse then be clear about it
for an ambiguous refusal
is but a weak acceptance

Do not accept half a solution
Do not believe half truths
Do not dream half a dream
Do not fantasize about half hopes

Half a drink will not quench your thirst
Half a meal will not satiate your hunger
Half the way will get you no where
Half an idea will bear you no results

Your other half is not the one you love
It is you in another time yet in the same space

It is you when you are not

Half a life is a life you didn't live,
A word you have not said
A smile you postponed
A love you have not had
A friendship you did not know

To reach and not arrive
Work and not work
Attend only to be absent

What makes you a stranger to them closest to you and they strangers to you

The half is a mere moment of inability but you are able for you are not half a being

You are a whole that exists to live a life not half a life

Khalil Gibran

Wednesday, April 27, 2016

6 months

Cant you see how hard i bend over backwards trying not to fall into the dark deep hole like he did?

Thursday, March 10, 2016

Road to Redemption

We have grown quiet these days. And I have never feel that silence can be this loud. I wanted to tell you everything, but I tell you nothing.

And by saying "you", I am not referring to any love lost in translation or any soulmate who come into my life temporarily to show me the light.

The "you" I am referring, is maybe companion in the form of solitude. Or something to that effect, maybe.

"You" maybe is the speed demon I trade in with whatever fragile, naive soulful writer that I have in me just to redeem the shattered pieces we called heart.

And that's basically explain the hiatus in here, and in there.

Tuesday, October 20, 2015

When the going gets tough by Katrina Kenison

"When the going gets tough may I resist my first impulse to wade in, fix, explain, resolve, and restore. May I sit down instead. When the going gets tough may I be quiet. May I steep for a while in stillness.

When the going gets tough may I have faith that things are unfolding as they are meant to. May I remember that my life is what it is, not what I ask for. May I find the strength to bear it, the grace to accept it, the faith to embrace it.
When the going gets tough may I practice with what I’m given, rather than wish for something else. 
When the going gets tough may I assume nothing. May I not take it personally. May I opt for trust over doubt, compassion over suspicion, vulnerability over vengeance.
When the going gets tough may I open my heart before I open my mouth.
When the going gets tough may I be the first to apologize. May I leave it at that. May I bend with all my being toward forgiveness.
When the going gets tough may I look for a door to step through rather than a wall to hide behind.
When the going gets tough may I turn my gaze up to the sky above my head, rather than down to the mess at my feet. May I count my blessings.
When the going gets tough may I pause, reach out a hand, and make the way easier for someone else. When the going gets tough may I remember that I’m not alone. May I be kind.
When the going gets tough may I choose love over fear. Every time.."

Monday, September 14, 2015

Hausmet (Part 5)

Masuk ke galeri mahkamah no. 5, masih kosong. Ada dua tiga orang awam yang berlegar menunggu entah siapa-siapa.

Cepat-cepat Jamie jumpa Jurubahasa dan tulis nama dirinya dan Bos di ruangan peguam Plaintif. Jamie lihat ruangan peguam Defendan masih kosong belum terisi. Jamie senyum satu kali pada Jurubahasa lalu duduk di tempat yang sepatutnya.

Jamie kumbah keluar semua dokumentasi dan susun-susun nampak kemas mengikut set. Satu untuk Defendan, satu untuk mahkamah, satu untuk saksi dan satu untuk Bos.

Jamie serahkan set mahkamah kepada Jurubahasa yang mula sibuk dengan peguam-peguam yang mulai ramai merekodkan kehadiran.

Tak ada seorang pun antara peguam-peguam itu yang kenal Jamie. Jadi mereka cuma bertukar-tukar senyuman nipis sahaja lah.

Selesai Jamie memasang wayar laptop dan setting audio recorder ke laptopnya, Bos nya masuk ke ruang mahkamah no. 5.

Hampir semua orang di mahkamah itu kenal Bosnya. Setelah selesai bersapa-sapa, Bos datang ke meja peguam dan lihat meja yang tersusun kemas. Bos nampak kagum dan memuji-muji bagaimana efektifnya Jamie membuat semua itu dalam notis yang singkat.

Jamie puas hati. Harapan untuk cuti  bergaji kini lebih cerah.