I was looking right at the west..the gloomy view makes my heart softened..too soft perhaps, I almost cried. I saw myself running down the stream with unbuttoned shirt and smelly shorts with a small fish I caught..yeah that was me 22 years ago..innocent like a white plain clothes..now the dunya has fooled me..once, twice and more..shame is no doubt on me..

Shame for i stray from the right path and never stick to it..now 22 years later, ..here I am sitting at the very spot I was 22 years ago..the setting is all but the same..the only changes is my very self..

the reliability of an estimate

the reliability of an estimate

Tom's rolla

Tom's rolla

The floor is the only place he can direct his shameful sight..sigh..what was he thinking..To his surprise, even the floor doesn’t want to see his face..what more the magnificient sky..you human are fake..you human are fake..shame on you, The phrase passes his mind like the rushing blood in his vein..yes the vein, he remembered how he learned about it and how the learning time killed his innocence..and now what left is the hunting aghast

the man is so weak..he couldn’t even stand properly..his heart trembles..weakened by the gossip of the world, he wants to look to the further west..for some peace..Or so his thought agrees..yet the ugly world is chasing him to the extend that he feels that he’s the chaser. HisĀ  senseless touch and thought never failed to amuse him, neglecting the truth of the hour..

Yes he is the lazy man..so lazy he don’t feel the jealousy of a poor man to a Levin’s owner type of rich man..the urge is there but the laziness prevails.

Budak kecil itu berhingus

Kakinya berkudis, tumitnya merekah berpeta

tidak bersepatu

dihadapannya lautan duri keman

seberang sana nikmat

aroma ubi kayu yang cukup mengiurkan

budak kecil itu nekad meredah duri

disebalik batas batas sang petani

ada empuk rumput yang selesa

berpijak budak kecil dengan teliti

namun duri keman begitu licik

menyamar dan menipu

budak kecil mendengus

tapak kakinya terasa perit

namun hatinya tidak tertahan sakit

ubi kayu sudah tiada lagi..

The problem of a man is mostly of mankind. I heard this a while back. First of, I think it’s important to define the problem. Things that are problematic to me might not be for others or maybe to a lesser degree. To understand the phrase is to define the problem as something that will cost me my afterlife.

I see people struggling everyday..working around the clock to put food on the table for their family. Some work even harder while their earnings is already sufficient for seven generations to come. Eluded by the relativity and scarcity of time we are going for things that are actually undervalued and steadily depreciate.

I read in somewhere on the net, someone said if you watch the JAWS movie backward, you’ll see the shark keep throwing people onto the beach until they find one. It’s interesting thought (or finding) but it’s all about the mindset.

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