September 28, 2008 • 1:00 PM
I’m not home. Currently thousand miles away from the place where I was given birth. And Raya is just around the junction. Less than a week before Ramadhan waving goodbye.
According to the Gregorian Calendar, it will be on Oct 1, 2008 and Syawal 1st, 1429 in Hijrah Calendar, which is on Wednesday. The interesting part? Got finance exam on Monday, classical civilization assignment on Tuesday, and another finance exam on Friday (Nasib baik tak jadi loser ada exam hari raya).
I would have play the meriam buluh on Sunday night if I were back home. Yet, have to study for the exam. I would have anyam the ketupat on Monday if I were breathing the oxygen in Malaysia. But, got an exam on that day. I would have been at the mosque on Wednesday morning for sembahyang raya and went for beraya afterwards if I were in Jasin, Melaka. Instead, need to go to the class on Wednesday from 10am to 2pm. Gosh, what a life!
What a life. That is my life, the life that I’ve chosen. What about you? What about others?
Come on, isn’t it bored if everyone has a same life. That is why different people have different lives and experiences. To make the world cool and awesome to be lived. Experience makes someone tougher. Wohoo. I’m tough even I’m skinny like a skeleton.
Experience is the best and most loyal teacher. Grab it, and you can use it for future benefits.
Dua tiga kucing berdiri
Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri
Am stopping here.
Filed under: Others , aidilfitri, perantauan, Raya
September 24, 2008 • 11:29 AM
I will follow you wherever you may go. Just heard that song minutes ago. It buzz my mind about the road I’m stepping on right now. Many goods and sins have been left behind since the decision to choose this road had been made.
An ordinary quote, “never look back” means a lot in this life. Otherwise it (referring to the quote) shouldn’t have been in our lives like almost forever.
Suddenly reminded me about a poem learnt during the high school, “Road Not Taken”. Someone had made his/her decision a long time ago until he/she had become what he/she is right now. The other road was not been taken nonetheless the other road was taken. Yet, he/she could never go back to where he/she had started his journey.
Implying it to the real life, the first time a baby cried out is the starting point of his/her journey. For the first test, he/she had choosen his/her own way to cry. Seems impossible for a baby to do that, but it somehow could be possible.
It would be a never-ending post if were to write about each choices one had been facing since born. Lets just look at where we are right now. Close your eyes (but don’t close them now otherwise won’t be able to read this) and let yourself swim inside your mind. Get the serene world of yours, and start thinking about the obstacles you had had since you were a kid. Phew, was a lot for me. And now, what about the life you currently have. Satisfied? Or dissatisfied?
The path has been chosen. There is no way to go back to start over again. But, one can start a new one if he/she thinks a need for it. Start over, and start a new one. Two different things. Hurm.
Am stopping here.
Filed under: Life , choice, decision, Road, taken
September 9, 2008 • 11:41 AM
Has it been a month? Long time separation from the blogging world. Feeling lazy to squeeze my brain and writing here. But after few weeks my college life started, I think my brain can be squeezed a little bit now.
The picture here? Oh don’t worry, it is not meant to anyone. Seriously, I uploaded it just for fun. And it does not ‘dedicated’ to my friends either. Oh man, I told you again, it means nothing, don’t worry buddies.
By the way, it has been a week in the greatest month in Hijr’s Calendar, Ramadhan. Still early I guess to wish, “Selamat berpuasa” to everyone.
Don’t have any stuff in my head right now. But just a reminder to who ever reading this. Drive carefully, think of your parents, families, your loved ones. Oh yeah, also your friends.
Am stopping here.
Filed under: Others , Accident
I’m not home. Currently thousand miles away from the place where I was given birth. And Raya is just around the junction. Less than a week before Ramadhan waving goodbye.
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