Monday, October 11, 2010

Tomorrow might not come

Sunrise, sunset follows. It’s hard to tell the differences between the two fellows on a canvas. Either it is the end of the day or the beginning but one thing for sure; their beauties are the gifts from the god to make people wonder who the creator is.  As your heart ponder with amaze, don’t forget to surrender yourself to the Mighty Creator cause tomorrow is nothing but promises.  

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Comrades


Leader: None. We are rebels not leaders.
Favorite Spot: Study Room Bawah.
Common Trait: Gossips lover. Melody TV3, Samura’s version.
Top Activities: 1. Skip riadah.
                          2. Late-night maggi.
                          3. it’s a secret.
Favorite quotation: Don’t ever trust boys.
What we did: Used washing machine after light-off.
What we didn’t: Panjat tangki air. That was someone else not us.
What we have: Friendship.
p.s. Gamba sape xde, sorry guys! Limited space, can’t do anything bout it but for those who shed blood and tears with me, I won’t forget your names.


Saturday, October 9, 2010

Thousands Colours of Love

My trinkets tinkle, they said I’m yours. I can’t think a life without you. I spend sleepless night counting the stars. She peeps from behind and steals a glance. I have found love and lost my heart today. I’m a prisoner of love. Sometimes the person you love just doesn't understand how much you love them. What’s in the heart, only the heart knows. Love is only a chapter in a guy's life, but to a girl it’s the whole book. Love is when you love someone, you cant tell him but everyone else can tell. Broken hearts are often caused by unspoken words. Letting go, isn't giving up. It’s accepting that some things aren't meant to be. Rather than forgetting, hurting is easier for me. Love is when everything begins to look beautiful. All your goals change directions. Even the wind changes its course. Every time theres only one name on the lips. I love you. When I’m with you at night; it feels as if it were day. It’s raining but even the rain cannot cool down my love for you.

Friday, October 8, 2010

Mysterious Woman Part2

My eyes were following her steps until she disappeared into the crowd. Compared to her beauty everything around her looked so awful plain. She gave out a complete distinct aura such as the mythical princess on the altar. She holds her shoulder with pride and her back seemed so cold such as ice. Even though her beauty was beyond imagination but her grief was even greater than that. The wind was blowing whispered a sad song and out of the blue, the sky was pouring with rain. It seemed like even the nature could felt her sorrow and was mourning for her pain.

My mind was full with her image that I did not even realize when it started to rain. I just stood there staring at the direction she went when someone from behind bumped into me and I fell to the ground on my knees. It was raining; moreover I was on a bridge, so it would be normal if someone accidently knock me down since I was blocking the way. There were no hard feelings in my heart although he wasn’t even stop to apologize. Though, what I wouldn’t expect was that gorgeous man to offer his hand to me. Now that he was exactly in front of my eyes, with me kneeling on the ground, he looked much more like a dark knight that came to save my life.

I was hesitated to take his hand but then he smiled and with his deep voice he said to me: ma’am you are going to catch a cold if you just continue to sit there. My heart jumped as I saw his dazzling smile and my mind went completely blank. Without my noticed my hand had moved on its own reached for his. He walked me across the bridge and led me to a small coffee shop. I thought that we were going to have a couple cups of tea together but to my disappointment he leaved me on the doorway: I have to go now because I am a busy man. However before he went, he gave me one of the red roses and such as he could read what on my mind he said: My name is Zack. To be continued.



Thursday, October 7, 2010

Mysterious Woman Part1

I saw a pretty woman waiting on the bridge. Unlike anyone else, rushing for the day, she was standing there patiently. Her beautiful face was emotionless such as the unwavering water, but it was neither calms nor sad. I looked at her searching for any possible reason why she was alone and then our eyes met. Her deep hazel eyes mesmerized me and for a minute I just looked at her like an idiot. Before I could utter even a word, she turned her gaze and walked away. She walked so gracefully that if I was half-asleep I could have believed that she was dancing in the thin air.

Not long after she was gone, I saw a man came and stopped exactly at the same spot. A gorgeous man that could make a woman’s heart skipped a beat. He was wearing a black suit with a bouquet of red roses in his hand. With a sad expression he looked up into the blue sky and muttering something to himself. I could tell that he was crying in his heart. He looked terribly sad until it made me want to touch him. It made me want to embrace him, trying to comfort him but suddenly I felt a sharp gaze from behind. When I turned my back I saw that pretty woman was there staring at me.

However unlike before, her eyes were filled with anger and I could felt such as her hands were at my throat strangling my neck. For a moment, I was grateful for the distance that separated us. Then, to my astonishment, she shed the most beautiful tears I ever seen, full with sadness and indescribable feelings. My heart was torn apart and for that moment I believed that I would give her my life if she asked me for it. Once again she turned her back on me and disappeared into the crowd. To be continued.

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Merlin and Prince Arthur


Merlin. I fell in love with this British series ever since it was aired on TV3.Since then, I have been following the latest news, gossips and the upcoming projects related to this brilliant series. This drama is a work of fiction based on the famous legend of Prince Arthur. The reason that I like this series so much is because its themes consist of all my favorite aspects about life: romance, prince, drama, adventure, magic, witch and Colin Morgan. Alright guys! I admit that I’m totally insane for ignoring the gorgeous Bradley James, creature of the light, but I'm completely into Merlin. I think that Colin Morgan had done a great job in portraying the pure-hearted, reliable, cunning, and slightly childish Merlin. I just love the idea of a superhero that did good deeds behind the scene without expecting any rewards or compliments.

Merlin is a magician who arrives at the city of Camelot, after his mother arranges for him to become an apprentice of Gaius, the local physician. He discovers that the king, Uther Pendragon has outlawed magic and has imprisoned the last dragon deep under the city. The dragon informs Merlin that he has an important destiny to protect Uther's son, Arthur, who will bring forth a great Kingdom. When he meets Arthur for the first time he believes that he is arrogant and Arthur views Merlin as subservient, as Merlin has to keep his magic a secret or face execution at the hands of Uther. (Wikipedia)

The strength of this drama other than humor is the relationship between Merlin and Arthur. The bond between them is stronger than real brothers and thicker than blood. It was written in the heaven that both of them shall share the same glorious dream and destiny. Back to back, they had fought countless of battles together. Without Merlin there is no Arthur and if not because of Arthur, Merlin is nothing. Despite the contrast in their social status, Arthur and Merlin share a lot of common traits: Bravery, Loyalty, Pride and Dignity. Good qualities that are lacking in nowadays teens. Honestly, I am really anxious about the Arthur reactions when he learns that Merlin is a sorcerer. Is he going to turn into a cold-hearted person, throwing their years of friendship away, and executes his first and only best friend? It is very interesting how the situation might turn out.

Other than that, another question that really intrigued me is who is going to be Merlin’s woman? Okay that is a super tough question. Up until now, there is not even a slightest clue regarding Merlin’s romance life. At first, I thought that Morgana is the most possible candidate as a Merlin’s lover but she turn out to be a dangerous damn witch who going to be his greatest enemy. What a waste for such a lovely girl to be consumed by evil and hatred. Open your eyes Morgana, Merlin is a wizard as well so you are not alone in this world. Please don’t hate Merlin because he was crying when he poisoned you and he did not do it on purpose. He had no other choice and to hurt someone that he hold so dearly, couldn’t you imagine how great pain he in? Merlin is crying Morgana! Merlin is crying silently. Oh my, without my notice, it turns out to be another article about love even though I remind myself so hard at the beginning to not write something emotional. Lol.

I'm complaining!

I hate it. I hate it when she talking about my father. She talking cheerfully such as everything that happened yesterday was nothing but a sweet memory. It seems like that I’m the only one still mourning and regretting the past. Stop it, mother! Please. Couldn’t you hear that my heart is crying in tremendous pain? Its feel like my heart is ripped off leaving a big hole in my chest. I hope that my silent prayer is going to reach you this time.

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Today is a brand new day.












My friend,

Life is hard. It makes me feel unsecure and anxious every time. Thinking of what the future might hold gives me a distinct sense of déjà vu as such as looking up into the blue sky. The blue ocean color calms my heart but the distant unchanging sky makes me afraid. A lot of questions pop-up into my mind.

“Are we finally going to be alone someday?”

“Is there anyone waiting for me?”

“If I die today, are you going to cry for me?”

The fact that the sun still going to rise tomorrow even if I no longer in this world is making me sad. However, what makes me ashamed and more angry is my enormous greed.