Pukul Lapan Malam

pukul lapan malam

belum betul kelam

motokar masih berderam

puteri sedang bersiram

perawan mula melaram

tapi hati sudah muram

teringat duka silam

terus rebah ke tilam

mahu segera karam

dalam mimpi semalam

Bicycle

When I was 10, my father bought me a bicycle I had been dreaming for since I was 8.

When I was 14, my mother bought me a brand new bicycle for achieving straight A's in the year's final exam.

When I was 17, I won a bicycle for winning the Count the Paper Mate Liquid Papers Contest (Silly contest, I know).

Bicycles have been part of my life. I couldn't imagine how my life as a kid and teenager would be without the bicycles my parents gave.

I cycled to almost everywhere- school, shops, parks, friends' houses, you name it. I owe my life to them.

Kids nowadays are different. They are given motorbikes and cars. They don't know the real value of humble bicycles and how joyful it is to ride one, especially with buddies.

Bicycle and life are so related as what Albert Einstein once said: "Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving".

Keep cycling, everybody.

Jatuh

Aku mahu ke kaki bukit di hujung sana. Kemudian aku mahu mendaki pelangi yang terang benderang di situ. Apabila tiba di puncak pelangi aku mahu ambil semua awan putih.

White Shirt

Few days before my very first day at school 20 years ago, I asked my mother why every child must go to school. I asked her such question because I was terrified of school since my parents had never sent me to pre-school. Moments after hearing my silly question, my mother took me to her wardrobe and opened its doors. She took out a small white shirt hung between her clothes and handed it over to me. It was the most beautiful piece of cloth I had ever seen in my entire life. It was dazzling white and so silky. It was made of satin. My mother told me that that beautiful white shirt was my new school uniform which tailored specifically for me.

I was so thrilled to own that beautiful shirt despite the fact it was just a school uniform. I did not come from a wealthy family, thus I wasn't accustomed to expensive and luxurious clothes. My mother then told me that the reason she bought me that beautiful shirt was not to make me like going to school but she wanted me to always remember that if I wanted to have a thousand piece of clothes as beautiful as the one I was holding, I must go to school. Only with education I would have a better life, she said. If it was not because of that beautiful white shirt and its metaphor, I might have never gone to school and would never have a better life.

Mahu

Mahu berbuat jasa
Tak perlu darjat setinggi angkasa

Mahu menabur budi
Tak perlu harta timbun berguni

Mahu mencari redha Ilahi
Tak perlu punya sejadah Turki

Children

the children walking over the bricks of their shattered homes

their mothers putting up a tent

their fathers in prison

the children in tears and confusion

looking at the armoured cars

coming down the streets

the men holding machine guns

the children with grief and pain

clearly visible upon their faces

may one day all your miseries wiped out

Submission

"........And whosoever fears Allah and keeps his duty to Him, He will make a way for him to get out (from every difficulty). And He will provide him from (sources) he never could imagine. And whosoever puts his trust in Allah, then He will suffice him. Verily, Allah will accomplish his purpose. Indeed Allah has set a measure for all things."

[Al-Talaaq:2-3]

Ya Allah, give me strength and fortitude!

Dusta

Jasa tiada seberapa
Merengek mahu dimanja

Bakti sekumin semata
Megah dicanang serata

Keringat setitis cuma
Menyalak kata berguna

Terlampau

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Ish, entah sampai bilalah para pengguna telefon bimbit di Malaysia akan terus dihujani dengan spam sebegini. Rimas betul rasanya!!!!

The End

Last night I watched the series finale of critically acclaimed Lost, one of the best tv shows of all-time. As an avid fan of Lost who have been watching the show scrupulously since 2004, I couldn't hardly wait to see how everything on the show ends. So after six amazing seasons, Lost finally comes to an end. The question is, was the ending fulfilling? If one watch the series finale from the perspective of story line or mythology I am sure he or she would be left unsatisfied, because there are abundant of questions and mysteries left unanswered after the show ends. But if the series finale is watched from the perspective of emotion, one would find that it is extremely haunting and he or she would remember every single second of the episode for quite a long time or probably forever. Namaste!

Note: Sigh!! I am having Lost withdrawal symptoms at the moment! Definitely lost without Lost...

The opening scene of the series (Season 1's Pilot)

The closing scene of the series (Season 6's Finale)