Sunday, July 28, 2013

Sixteen

Rindu pada sesuatu yang tak pernah kutemu.

Sayang meninggalkan sesuatu yang rutin.

Bergolak rasa hati.

Semarak ingin pergi.

Apa lagi yang menghalangku?

Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Fifteen

I love sharing and educating. It runs in the blood.





I think some Malaysians, especially Malays are unable to appreciate the importance of RSVP. Ticked as coming, never showed up, never updated the host, a waste of food and space.

If a man thinks, "If I didn't show up, others would." Imagine what happens if 100 men think alike.

This is a case of lack of sense of belonging. And sense of respect.

Be respectful. Ensure the host is informed of your absence beforehand.






I'm in love. Everyday.

Saturday, July 20, 2013

Fourteen

1 Ramadhan 1434

Thirteen

It was chaotic. Everyone was talking. No one was listening.

"Nama saya Amir. Cita-cita saya nak jadi askar. Sebab saya nak tegakkan Islam. Nak lawan orang Israel."

Next.

"Nama saya Izzudin. Cita-cita saya nak jadi doktor. Sebab..."

"Sebab apa?"

"Sebab saya nak rawat ayah saya bila ayah saya sakit." He sobbed.

And the chatterbox went into silence.


Monday, July 15, 2013

Twelve

It's my first day fasting today and everyone else's 6th day.

I was expecting a horrible Mourn-day today, with the migraine and gastrisis (is this even a right spelling?) I had undergone last night. It turned out to be okay. Today's very serene and I have not for one second felt hungry.

Tummy did grumble a couple of times in the morning. Probably adjusting to the difference. And I'm now craving for popia basah. And serunding.

And chocolate moist cake.

And red velvet cake.

Yup.



Oh.

And kek batik.

Am going to have them all tomorrow. Yay!

Eleven

Repost from the old Ixarism dated 14072011

 Julai Dua Tahun Lepas...

Pagi ini indahnya lebih daripada biasa. Sang mentari tak lokek berkongsi sinar. Bumi kelihatan begitu sempurna; cantik! Sunny but not too shiny.

Derapan kaki lelaki itu melangkah keluar, seperti hampir tidak berbunyi. Anak-anak masih lagi berselimut. Sang isteri sedang sibuk di dapur. Inilah peluangnya, bisik kata hatinya.

Enjin kereta dihidupkan, lalu ia berlalu pergi. Jelas sekali tiada yang sedar akan pemergiannya. Dia senyum, kelegaan.

Serata pelosok diterokai, mencari sesuatu yang seindah pagi Julai untuk sang isteri. Hatinya bulat dengan keputusan. Tradisi mesti diteruskan. Pencarian mawar merah menjadi misi.

Alhamdulillah, akhirnya sejambak mawar merah berjaya ditemui. Usai ditanya nilainya. Pastinya tidak sehebat cinta kepada isteri tersayang. Merasa puas, si lelaki bersiul-siul memandu mobilnya pulang.

Rumah itu masih sunyi. Tiada sesiapa yang menyambutnya di muka pintu. Bibirnya mengulum senyuman. Semuanya dilakukan dalam senyap. Kakinya membawanya ke dapur, seperti mana hatinya meronta-ronta sama ingin ke sana. Bertemu isteri jelita, menceriakan hari bahagia.

Bukan kepalang sang isteri kekagetan, menerima hadiah indah si suami. Mawar merah; lambang cinta sejati. Sebutir kucupan yang hinggap di pipi si pemberi sangat beerti, lebih bermakna daripada ungkapan terima kasih.

For a love story like this, a simple morning can mean everything on the anniversary.

Julai Tahun Ini...


Hari ini masih lagi indah, seperti Julai-Julai yang pernah kunjung tiba.

Kereta itu berdeseup pergi. Meninggalkan rumah, melaksanakan misi Julai. Sedikit berbeda suasana tahun ini. Masih indah, namun sedikit suram.

Kaki isteri membuka langkah keluar dari kereta. Tidak sabar bertemu si suami. Perasaannya bergelora, bercampur-baur.

Lantas dia duduk di situ, di pusara suami, disinari cahaya mentari. Bibir tidak putus-putus berdoa, cuba menahan sebak menunjukkan kekuatan diri. Dalam hati tak tertanggung rindu, tuhan sahaja yang tahu.

Selesai menghadiahkan doa, dihiasnya indah pusara itu dengan bunga-bunga mekar mewangi.

Dan yang pasti mawar itu masih ada, kerana ia signifikasi cinta mereka. Cuma kini, status pemberi sudah bertukar ganti.



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To mama, I wish you a very wonderful birthday, dengan doa agar mama sihat dan sejahtera selalu, gembira bersama kami semua. I love you, mama.

And to you, ayah, this anniversary definitely still subsists, and will always do, though you're not physically around. Because we know, you're always here for mama, and for all of us. I love you, ayah.




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Friday, July 12, 2013

Ten

I keep having nightmares these few nights. Missed the sound of the alarm of which something that's very unlikely to happen previously.

Probably it's the pressure. Or because I think too much.

Either way, this has got to stop.

Thursday, July 4, 2013

Nine

This weekend's crazy. No no. The days approaching it, are. I accept so many orders I'm not sure I'd be able to finish or not.

 This sure gives a lot of pressure. But it's still better than reading law.

 Now, how do I tell if I'm joking without a 'hehehe' at the end of the above sentence?

 Of course you know I was just pulling your legs, don't you?

Tuesday, July 2, 2013

Eight

So there's these few types of people I discover on Twitter.

 The Vain (and sometimes Ignorant)

 They couldn't be bothered about anything but their well-being. What's for breakfast, what to wear. Couldn't even care less about the recent election. This I find rather annoying. It's okay if you aren't interested with what's going on in your country, but just don't brag about your uninterested-ness, can you?

 The Opinionated (and most of the times Angry)

 These are the ones who are always mad at the above tweeps. They can't handle other people's vanity. They love indulging in 'intelligent' discussion as it's a better way to utilise the social media. Some of them couldn't handle others' perception and can't appreciate differences of ideas, hence the quarrel. These group of people are also very confident and they look highly on themselves.

 The Informed

 They're normally the first to relay news and information. Some of them can come up with statistics. I personally like this group of people. But we have to double check the authenticity and the truth of every fact before retweeting.

 These are merely my personal observation. It may not describe you should you fall under any of the above category.