Remembering Abah

Assalamualaikum wbt and good day,

Alhamdulillah, it has been almost a month now that we have lived in the year 2014. Whilst everyone is enjoying their summer break in Malaysia with their beloved family, I decided to stay in Perth and work. Instead of going home, I have brought Mama here to stay with me. Glad that I did. We enjoy every moment we spend together. We're having the most perfect mum and daughter bonding time.

I've come to Perth six months ago to complete my master's degree, been busy with my study and have not write ever since. But I'll never stop. To write is forever in my heart and soul and today I feel like doing so -- the day that marked the fifth year of Abah's passing. 

I have not forgotten him a single day. January 30, 2009 was the most painful day of my life. We were not that close but having to face the fact that I no longer have a father kills me deep inside. Even when writing this, tears start to well in my eyes.

But hey, Abah wouldn't want to see me cry. He knows that I'm strong. And I know that I am.

I shall continue to write. Regularly. This blog of mine will come to live again.

There's a whole lot more that I wanted to share about my life here. I'll do it the next time I write.

In memory of Abdul Razak bin Ngah Tamat (1946-2009). 

Al-Fatihah.

*My previous writings about Abah:

- Selamat Hari Jadi, Abah
- Catatan Satu Hari yang Sedih: H.I.L.A.N.G

Just Wondering

Is it true
that when love comes
you don't have to make any effort?
That when it happens
it just happens
and you need not do anything about it?

I don't know...
But I wonder of so many things...

I wonder
if we like the same color
I wonder
if you love to stare at the stars
those glow-in-the-dark stars on your ceiling
before you sleep at night
I wonder
if we'd pick the same song at karaoke
I wonder
if you enjoy listening to music
those random kind of music
that I stuff in my song playlist
I wonder
if you love Incubus
Radiohead
Muse
M.Nasir
Nice Stupid Playground
Nidji
Jay Chou
Butterfingers
Afgan
Eyes Set to Kill
Boyz II Men
Alanis Morissette
Bon Jovi
Iron & Wine
The Cranberries
and Arctic Monkeys
like I do
I wonder
if you adore Maher Zain
just as much as I adore him
I wonder
what song you would sing to
when you're bored
I wonder
if you love books
especially those written
by Pramoedya Ananta Toer
and Kahlil Gibran
I wonder
if you have this weird feeling
the adrenaline rush
whenever we pass by
and look at each other
I wonder
if you picture me in your camera lense
even when I'm not there

I wonder
if you would ever think of me
when you're all by yourself
when you wake up in the morning
when you drive
when you're stuck in the traffic
when you walk, speak, eat, sleep
when you scribble in your notes
when you take your pills
when you write your scripts
when you are with your friends
when you play your guitar
when you say your prayers...

I'm just wondering
if we can ever be friends
and for that to happen
I leave it to Allah
because only He knows for sure
if you are my soulmate
the father of my children
the imam in my solah
my saviour when I'm hurt...

'Til that day comes
I would just be wondering...


:)

Selamat Hari Jadi, Abah ♥

Masa aku first day masuk Darjah 1, abah selalu tunggu dekat kantin sekolah bila waktu rehat. Hari-hari abah mesti bawak tupperware kuning susu KLIM gambar lembu dengan bekas air kesukaan aku warna merah corak petak-petak. Aku tak faham kenapa abah susah-susah tunggu aku setiap kali waktu rehat, tiap-tiap hari, padahal aku boleh je bawak bekal sendiri.

Bila aku makan, abah mesti duduk dekat sebelah. Bekal favourite - koeyteow goreng dengan telur mata. Air teh o. Telur mata tu abah dah koyakkan siap-siap, senang aku nak makan. Air teh pun abah tuang siap-siap dalam penutup bekas warna merah tu.

Abah akan tunggu aku makan sampai habis waktu rehat. Bila loceng bunyi, abah kemaskan semua bekas makanan dan lambai sampai aku masuk kelas. Hari-hari macam tu. Sampai lebih kurang dua tiga minggu, aku mula segan bila kawan-kawan gelak tengok abah temankan aku makan. Aku cakap kat abah, lepas ni tak payahlah datang waktu rehat. Aku boleh makan sendiri. Abah mula-mula macam skeptikal, tapi lama-lama dia bagi. Mulai esoknya, aku bawak bekal sendiri. Kadang-kadang abah bagi duit belanja. Aku beli makanan dekat kantin.

Bila dah besar sikit, nak masuk Darjah 6, aku datang bulan. Masa dulu-dulu, memang kurang dapat pendedahan. So, bila first time senggugut, aku panik gila dan nangis-nangis sebab sakit perut rasa macam nak mati, siap mengucap dua kalimah syahadah (kelakar pulak bila ingat balik). Sakit sangat sampai guling-guling dekat lantai. Masa tu pulak tak ada sapa kat rumah, abah dengan aku je. Abah tak tahu aku period, dia ingat aku gastrik. Abah pun letak la minyak panas dekat perut aku banyak-banyak. Tak lama lepas tu, agaknya sebab letih menangis dan berkesan lepas abah urut, sakit tu pun makin kurang sampai la aku terlena.

Entah kenapa dan bila mulanya, tak tahu di mana silapnya, aku makin tak rapat dengan abah. Aku tak suka bila abah ada. Sampai la masa Form 5, aku jadi ketua pengawas. Hari-hari kena datang awal sebab ada roll call sebelum assembly. Aku selalu marah abah sebab drive slow-slow (padahal aku yang lambat bersiap). Bila abah marah, dia drive laju-laju, aku tak puas hati pulak. Ada sekali tu, kereta rosak, abah kena hantar aku pegi sekolah naik motor. Rasa aneh, tapi dalam hati tiba-tiba rasa sayu sangat sebab dah terlalu lama rasanya tak peluk abah.

Bila akhir tahun, aku dapat anugerah cemerlang dan anugerah khas kepimpinan. Masa tu aku dapat nampak muka abah ceria sangat, meleret-leret dia senyum bangga. Lepas je selesai penyampaian anugerah tu, tak habis-habis abah suruh ambil gambar banyak-banyak sambil dia yang tolong pegangkan sijil dengan piala. Aku dah berpeluh ketiak sebab berjubah ala graduan time tu. Tapi bila tengok abah beriya-iya, aku ikutkan je kehendak dia.

Masuk tahun ni, dah tiga kali hari jadi abah tak ada. Masa abah ada dulu, aku tak pernah pun ingat tarikhnya. Kami jarang celebrate birthday abah, malah rasanya langsung tak pernah. Tapi lepas ni, aku janji takkan pernah lupa lagi. Aku takkan lupa doakan abah tiap-tiap hari, agar sentiasa ditempatkan di kalangan orang-orang beriman. Nini selalu sayang abah.

Selamat hari jadi, abah... ♥

Al-Fatihah...

♥ Selamat Hari Ibu, Mama...! ♥

Salam ukhuwwah fillah...


So, it is Mother's Day again. People are putting up some old pictures on Facebook. Some put up the pictures when they were babies - their mums holding them, some are sharing their photos when they were little kids, etc. I have loads of old photos, but I wish to keep them to myself. (masa kecik muka comot, tak comel...hehe) Most of the pictures were taken when my mum was young, so I don't wish to show the world the photos of my mum not wearing tudung. So, yeah... Tak payah upload lah kot. Cuma ada beberapa gambar ni jer, boleh lah di-share. =)

I don't really remember how I celebrated it last year, as usual there were wishes and gifts (o wait, was there a gift? Gosh...I feel so bad now... T_T). I am planning to take Mama out for a nice dinner, buy her a cake or something, or take her to karaoke. Well, I never get the chance to do it. Most of the time when the day comes, I was far away from home and I only get to wish her through the phone. Tak mampu nak buat video ucapan special untuk Mama macam yang Mat Luthfi buat tu. Huhu...

I am not gonna turn this into a sad post. Let this be a sweet dedication for my dear Mama...

Ma... I don't know how to start it, and I am not good with words. I just want to say that...

I miss you,

I need you,

I thank you,

I appreciate you,

I look up to you,

I owe you,

I wish I could hug you everyday,

and most of all...

I LOVE YOU, MAMA.

Ma... dari masa Mama mengandung, melahirkan, membesarkan dan mendidik Ninie dari kecik sampai la dah besar, Mama tak pernah merungut, apatah lagi tinggikan suara. Mama didik kami adik beradik dengan penuh sabar.

Thanks, Ma... for always being there.

Thanks for all your care.

Thanks for believing in me when others don't.

Thanks for everything you've done for me.

I can never repay you.

May you always be in the pink of health, semoga Allah panjangkan umur Mama, dikurnia sejahtera dunia dan akhirat. Aminn...

Gambar mengikut kronologi cerita. Sorry, gambar-gambar ni nampak kabur sikit sebab bukan scanned. Kalau ada masa (dan scanner), akan diperbaiki.

This picture was taken when I was 6 months old.

Tahu umur masa ni sebab Mama ada tulis kat belakang gambar dengan handwriting yang sangat classic -

"Adik Nini ~ 6 bulan ~ 9 September 1988"

Cute kan? I guess it's in the gene. Mama pun hot gak masa muda-muda dulu. Hehe...


Macam tomboy, tapi still pegang teddy bear, pakai baju kurung pink. =D


Pegi mengaji. Tapi sempat bergambar lagi.


Graduan kecik.

Grad peringkat tadika je pun, masa ni umur 5 tahun.

So, these are the photos of Mama's little girl (yang sekarang dah tak berapa little). Hehe...

Ma... tak ada hadiah yang mampu Ninie bagi sebagai balasan, selain daripada membuat Mama bangga dengan kejayaan Ninie dalam pelajaran.


Semua untukmu.

My mum is sweet, isn't she? ♥


Ninie sayang Mama selalu.

Last one, a song for Mama.

Mari Mengemas #2

In my previous post that I wrote in November last year, I had this same feeling - full of memory of the old times - when I find those memorable stuff from the old stack of boxes in my sister's store room.

Old notes.

Old (jiwang) poems.

Old pictures.

Kenangan lama.

Kawan-kawan lama.

...

......

........


Kisah cinta lama... (ok, yang ini poyo sikit)


I'm the kind of person who love to keep the unneeded stuff - piece of notes, scribbles, receipts, even chocolate wraps - that remind me of any important events/incidents. So, that explains the content of my old boxes - they're mostly junks, things that you would probably call RUBBISH.

Out of all the rubbish that I kept, I found a small notebook containing quotes of love (baca: saya memang terlebih rajin menyalin balik SMS dari phone). I remember, those were the SMSes I got from a person. He's not someone that I call my sweetheart, but I used to think of him as a good friend, someone special and someone whose name I hoped would appear on my phone screen every single day.

Well, long story short. We never even met each other or went out like people would do on a date, There were just phone calls, SMS, voice mails (oh, I did sing to him. Feeling-feeling suara sedap kasi dia dengar dan termimpi-mimpi. Haha~). I don't even know him for real, but we were kinda close. Entahlah nak label-kan relationship masa tu sebagai apa. All I remember, I kept this special feeling for him but he didn't seem to make a move. Tapi sayang tu ada. Pelik, I'd rather label us 'scandal' than a couple. Tak declare pun. Hampeh sikit beliau ni. Suddenly, things became so lame, I got bored, we ended up with me being mad, he backed off and... that was it.

So, here's a series of sweet SMSes he sent me. I'm about to throw this stupid piece of note away, but before I do, this is the best way I could think of to 'preserve' the memory yang konon sweet. I know he didn't write all the messages, he got them from a friend and forwarded them to me (tak tahu-lah pulak kalau betul-betul dia create ayat sendiri. Kudos to him then). But considering his effort to send them to me, so okay-lah. SMS ni semua kira sweet la kot.

SMS 1:
We meet after a long time and we talk at 12.00 am in your room with lights off and no one at home. Then your phone rings downstairs. I ask you to come back after the call and you promise me. The person on the phone tells you that I died last night. Would you come back to your room as promised?

Komen: He meant it to scare me, tapi entah apa yang seramnya. Attempt failed. LOL.


SMS 2:
Love seeketh not itself to please, nor for itself to hath any care, but for another to give its ease and builds a heaven in hell's despair.

Komen: He wasn't even sure what exactly the message meant but he did send it to me anyways.


SMS 3:
Love is the fairest flower that blooms in God's garden. Feel love in whatever you do and you will get the pleasure in everything you do.

Komen: It sounds a lil wrong with the rhyme but yeah, whatever.


SMS 4:
I've got sunshine on a cloudy day. I've got you, babe. What you do and what you make, it makes my day. Morning, heart. May your day be brighter and sparkling like the sun today.

Komen: It's a line from a song. Ngeh. And as far as I'm concerned, the sun doesn't sparkle, a star does.


SMS 5:
As the dark goes by, the bright comes and say 'good day', a new episode has started. Let's enjoy the sunshine for today and make your day wonderful than yesterday...

Komen: L.A.M.E...


SMS 6:
There are a million stars in the sky above. They represent me accompanying you at night. Wish you to sleep tight. Good night, dearie...

Komen: Okey saje.


SMS 7:
Without a friend's love, days are sad-day, moan-day, tears-day, waste-day, thirst-day, fight-day, shatter-day. So, be in love everyday with a friend!

Komen: When I got this SMS, I thought he was about to tell me something else. Ye-lah, be in love with a friend? What would that suppose to mean kan? Cakap 'appreciate your friend' sudeh. Hehh~


SMS 8:
In the silence, you will hear a sweet melody of wind blowing up your night. In the dark, you will see a bright sparkling star shining up your dream. In your inbox, you will read the cutest person's message wishing you good night and praying for you to have a sweet dream...

Komen: CUTEST katenye! Hurm... yelah yelah. Agak sweet la yang ni, siap tolong berdoa dapat mimpi indah... huhu...


SMS 9:
Friendship is like an onion. It has many layers in it and it will add taste to your life. But, if you try to cut it, you will have tears in your eyes. Friends forever.

Komen: Ok, sweet. Tapi suddenly tukar mode 'friendship forever' pulak. Sangat confuse.


SMS 10:
Like the ocean and the shore, always be together.
Like the stars at night, always be there together.
Like me remembering you, always and forever.
Good night, sweetie.

Komen: Macam ayat direct translation sikit tapi considered okey-lah. sebab ada tulis sweetie kat situ. One of nama-nama cute he used to call me, besides muchukk. Yeah yeah, I know (euww euwww)


SMS 11:
Let me be your angel for tonight. I will take you to the neverland, so that you can dream and dream and dream never end.
Let me be your angel for tonight. I will make sure you will have a good night and sleep tight til the night end.

Komen: Might not be approved as a nicely rhymed poem, but wth. LOL.


There were loads more he sent me, and I still keep it in my old phone. Apahal entah, lupa nak delete agaknya. Biar-lah, maybe 10 years from now I would look back at these SMSes and they would be the best laughing stock ever.

And since then, I have no one SMS-ing me good morning and good night, asking me what I'm doing like in every minute of everyday. Tak bercinta tapi masa tu memang rasa happy sebab ada orang ingat kita selalu dan ambil berat.

Cuma... he didn't have the guts to ask me out.

Foto curi dari tumblr Cik Lynn ♥

Yeah, I'm single and I'm happy.


Announcement promosi tak boleh blah:
Saya nak yang stok chinese look je. Tinggi, smart and funny. Hensem is optional. Anyone interested? Boleh amik borang dulu, kaunter bukak besok pukul 8.00 pagi.

Thank you.


♥

I Do

Whenever I try to write something

I try not to think of anyone

Even now it's my report I'm writing

It's you again that crossed my mind

Why is it so hard to forget

Eventhough it has been days since I left

And this song reminds me of love

and it made wanna sing I do... I do, I do do do do do dooo...

Haha!


Okay, I do.

I really do... love you.


*wink*


♥

N.A.K. K.A.W.I.N.

Salam ukhuwwah fillah...


Siapa tak pernah fikir pasal kawin? Cuba angkat tangan macam teman nih haaa... *golek golek tangan*


Siapa tak pernah fikir? Siapa?


Ada.


Orangnya....

..........

.......

...


Saya.

*****************

Bila orang tanya pasal kawin, jawapan paling klise semestinya;

"Alah... muda lagi lah. Gila ape nak kawin muda-muda!"

"Mana ada duit nak kawin."

"Enjoy ah dulu. Apa barang kawin awal."

"Err... nak kawin dengan sape ye? Saye ni boyfriend/girlfriend pun takde. Saye tak nak jadi perigi cari timba..."


Okey. Jawapan saya ada dalam salah satu contoh di atas.


Rasa aneh jugak sebenarnya bila fikir/tulis pasal kawin ni. Tapi lepas sorang... sorang kawan-kawan sekolah kawin. Kawan tadika pun ramai yang dah kawin. Yang dah beranak pinak pun ramai. Macam tak percaya. Semua dah berkeluarga, dah ada baby, profile pic siap letak gambar anak. Rasa macam baru semalam belajar sama-sama kat sekolah, tup-tup dengar cerita dah kawin. Betapa cepatnya masa berjalan.

Kahwin. It's like you have reached your life peak, your destiny: getting together with your loved one and spend the rest of your life with him/her. How sweet.

Bercakap pasal benda-benda begini, it's something I don't do much. Nak jadi cerita, pagi ni tengok TV9 dengan kakak. Ada interview Ashraf Muslim. Selama ni takde lah pun minat sangat dekat beliau, tapi rancangan di TV tu reveal macam-macam perkara yang selama ni orang tak tahu tentang beliau.

He's super multi-talented. Mungkin jugak sebab watak beliau dalam drama selalu di-portray dengan watak orang baik-baik, alim dan kacak (nota: saya tak pernah tengok drama bersiri Ustaz Amirul tu, tengok iklan je), imej beliau pun nampak bersih dan baik setiap masa.

Dalam rancangan TV yang saya tengok pagi ni, baru-lah pertama kali tahu yang Ashraf Muslim ni bukan setakat pandai berlakon je, malah beliau ni seorang usahawan muda. Tak sangka beliau ada ternak ayam dan kambing. Bagus kan? Artis zaman sekarang kena pro-aktif. Mana boleh bergantung dengan hasil job menyanyi/berlakon je. Selain tu, beliau pandai main flute ok. Kau ada? Agaknya (saya bajet-bajet la) sambil beliau jaga kambing, mesti sandar kat pokok sambil tiup flute lah tu. Hehe... Kacak bergaya.

Akhir sekali, yang paling best tentang Ashraf Muslim ni, beliau ada pusat perubatan Syifa'. Dia sendiri antara beberapa orang yang mengubat pesakit yang datang. Malah dia merantau serata Malaysia mengubat orang sakit. Ya Allah... lengkapnya pakej beliau ni. Dah-lah kacak, lemah lembut, beragama, tampan dan muka bersih sejuk hati memandang, banyak bakat pulak tu, pandai menternak lagi, walaupun hensem dan glemer, beliau tak jijik pun bela ayam dengan kambing. Cuba suruh Awal Ashaari, mau ke dia bela kambing? Semestinya beliau akan kata "Euwww euww..." je sepanjang masa. Huhu... *andaian je nih ok. Pendek kata, Ashraf Muslim ni memang sangat menjadi idaman ibu-ibu mertua dan gadis-gadis lah.

Jadi, point-nya di sini, sambil menonton rancangan tu, saya spontan ter-cakap depan kakak, "Hayom, aku nak kawin la dengan Ashraf Muslim ni..."

Lalu, Hayom menjawab spontan jugak, "Kawin la. Dia baik, hensem, ada pusat perubatan Syifa' lagi. Memang elok sangat." Tapi ada statement tak sengaja saya ter-cakap selepas ayat ni, terus dapat 'amboi...gatal...!' setepek. Adeh!

Kembali ke persoalan awal tadi, saya betul-betul serius ni nak kawin dengan Ashraf Muslim. Sebagai langkah permulaan, saya dah like page beliau di Facebook serta status-status yang beliau post. Saya tahu, saya kedengaran 'berangan lebih' dengan tindakan ini, tapi mana tahu, jodoh Tuhan yang tentukan. *muka serius*

Keputusan ni adalah keputusan terbesar yang saya pernah buat dalam hidup saya. Malah, saya hampir pasti 110% yakin hendak berkahwin dengan Ashraf Muslim kerana awal-awal lagi mak saya dah reject Fahrin Ahmad.

"Ma, hensem tak Fahrin tu, Ma? Orang nak kawin dengan dia boleh?"

"Hishh...tak nak lah Mama dapat menantu macam tu. Dia tu tak lawa."

Lawa?? Ok, Fahrin tak lawa. Reject.


Untuk terakhir kali, saya mengesahkan yang saya serius nak kahwin dengan Ashraf Muslim.

Ashraf, saya suka awak.

Photo taken from here

Oleh itu, sesiapa yang baca post ini, *malah kalau abang Ashraf sendiri...woohoo!*

Sila-lah support saya dengan meng-klik di sini.

Tak susah pun, ada a few details perlu di-isi, daftar jadi ahli komuniti remaja dan kita sama-sama boleh kumpul duit sambil ber-Facebook, ber-Twit dan ber-blogos. Dalam kes saya, ia di-klasifikasi-kan khas dan wajib klik, sebab saya nak kumpul duit nak kawin dengan Ashraf Muslim. Ada duit lebih dari hasil yang saya dapat nanti, saya nak belanja Ashraf Muslim makan di Restoran Cabai atau TGI Jumaat.


Terima kasih, semua.


=)

My So-Called Love Poem

I sat there quietly
with my coloring book open
Took my pencil colors out
I got it all nice and sharpened
Everything was set on
so I started to color
without a word

My best friend came later
She sat next to me
We always do things together
We were close, the closest two girls could be
Her name was Liyana
I could still remember her face
Her eyes were bright and tiny
and she always sit with me most of the days

So, HE came into the class
wearing the same smile
though the day shine or rain
I whispered to Liyana
"Oh no, there he comes again!"
He smiled from ear to ear
I knew it long before that he liked me
But I ignored him most of the time
Coz' it felt weird every time he got near

His name was Azril
He sat near me again
I didn't expect what he was going to say to me
when he came close
and said "I love you" in my ear

Well, I ran away
and Liyana giggled
I was five that time
and I didn't know what love is
All that I remember
After the incident
we played together sometimes
but I stopped seeing him a year later

Now years and years have passed
The story is long left unspoken
But today, I feel the love again
But I'm not sure
if it's the same kind of feeling
that I felt 18 years ago

You, (yes you)
whom I wrote this so-called love poem for
You,
whom I love to look at
when you smile so sweetly
whose giggle is the cutest
Those I can only see
when I made the silliest joke

I don't know how to start it
but I know what I feel
You might not know it
and you don't know how to know
Here, let me tell you...

This is our biggest secret
It's so simple to say
those magical three words...

I....

Love....

D.O.M.O....!!!





Now, have I made myself clear?

Let's go for a movie...!

Jom?


=D

It Is Supposed to be A Tima-kasih List

It's A New Record!

..... 142 birthday wishes...

..... 827 hugs...

..... 577 kisses...

..... 1,478 presents...

... and lots and lots and lots of love...!

Thanks, everybody...

... and happy birthday, me ...

Yayy!

=)

Isn't Friendship A Type of Relationship Too?

According to a post here (thank you so much, Sarah), it says so. Even if I go Google-ing for the definition of friendship, here's what comes out.

What? Oh, you never Google for it before? You know, you should! It helps you to understand better. Maybe, it can also help you mend what's broken.

No worries, I'll lend you a hand.

Here are all the links. With complete explanation of what friendship really means. You can click on the sources, they're all links to the full web page.


E-zine : "Friendship is a personal relationship shared between each friend for the welfare of other, in other words, it is the relationship of trust, faith and concern for each other feelings. It is a relationship of mutual caring and intimacy among one another. A friend is one who knows you as a person and regards you for what you are and not what he or she is looking in a good friend. Best friend is one who accepts the good as well bad qualities of his friend and also takes an initiative in correcting and mending them. Friendship is a distinctive kind of concern for your friend, it is a relationship of immense faith and love for each other.

(I intentionally copy-pasted the full article, coz it makes me feel warm reading it over and over again. I hope you read it too.)

Friendship is all about how much you care and understand each other. It is a pure relationship, which would make your friend smile, feel good as to how much you love him and care for him. It is all about talking, listening and building up a strong relationship loyalty among each other. It is string of love which develops gradually with each others involvement. In certain cases friendship may not last for a longer period and might end up or lose its prime importance of love and regard for each other. There are some friendships which might end with unresolved conflicts and tiffs which means that these type of relationship were not so strong that could hold on their own in adversity and bad times. Friendship is not about merry-making and fun it involves equal loyalty from both the partners.

It should be understood that not all friends are best friends. One might come across numerous number of friends in his life but there are very few who will be their during your ups and down. How one should recognize your best friend the one who will understand your strengths and shortcomings and would be with you in all your good and bad phases of life.

A true friendship does not consist of a huge number of friends you keep but it is valued by its worth and capability to hold you and stand by you in all phases of life.That said finding a best friend from among your friends is the hardest task to do. A lot of people say that the best friends automatically come closer from among a group of friends and you will never have to make an extra effort to do find one. That is how the strong bond between true friends is formed.


You can also find it in Wikipedia. Oh, this is sweet. Wiki provides the longest definition with examples and also very fine details.

And this last but not least, from Mwolk.com. It is also as sweet.


So, after all that we shared today, isn't it clear and obvious that friendship (too) is a bond between two friends (or more)?

I haven't come to the understanding of how to not having a bond (ikatan) in friendship. To me, not having a bond (Parti Perikatan kah... atau apa-apa perikatan lah...) is not having the value of true and sincere friendship. I don't get it if anyone thinks that the beautiful bond of friendship is somewhat a burden (beban/kongkongan/ke-terikat-an). It's something you treasure, for the whole time of your life.

Do not get me wrong. I mean no offense. This is an honest sharing. Bear with it if you feel upset because of this post. I'm truly sorry, from the deepest bottom of my heart.

I love all my friends.

I love you.



=)

In Love

I am so in love with you.

I mean it.

In fact, I fell in love with you years and years ago.

I know I was only 14 when I first saw you, but...

... our age differences is not the issue. Right?

Even if you're married, I don't care.

There's just one problem.

I don't know what my mum and my family would say if I take you home.

We're of different country, culture and religion.

But I love you very much, don't know if they could understand.

Whatever it is, let us not worry about it.

Play me Claudine, and kiss me good night.

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