Title: Such a simple thing
Artist: Ray Lamontagne
"Tell me what your heart wants
Such a simple thing
My heart is like paper,
Yours is like a flame
I can't make you see
If you don't by now
I'll get through these chains somehow."
Such emotions in his voice 😌
Title: Suatu masa
Artist: M Nasir
"Bagaimanakan ku mula
Dan apakah kata-kata
Yang indah untuk diabadikan
Tiap wajah berkisah
Tiap madah bererti
Cahaya di matamu
Senyum di bibirmu
Mengukir seribu tanda pertanyaan
Mungkinkah kau jua dalam kerinduan
Di saat begini aku merindukan
Terbiar di depanku
Tak dapat aku utuskan
Ku ramas semua
Dan ku buangkan
Jauh dari pandangan
Lalu aku kesal
Ku kumpul semula
Tak dapat ku nyatakan apa yang ku rasa
Jika engkau tahu di dalam hatiku
Mungkinkah kau sahut jeritan batinku
Dengarkanlah lagu untukmu
Angin lalu kau sampaikan
Rasa rindu yang membara
To all muslims around the world
May this Ramadan Month be a meaningful & blessed one ❤
He still recognise me. Such a simple gesture but heartfelt.
What a blessing. So grateful.
Now I remember...
How my morning started with a stranger who helped to pick up my belongings which dropped out of my bag.
His kindness touched me. I am grateful, so grateful for that moment.
Attempting something the same way just brings the same results. Sometimes, the results are not positive. What if I try another way? It seems risky but i'll never know if I don't try. What is the worst that can happen?
At worst, the results will still be negative and I have to face it. At best, it brings something different and positive and I have to face it.
There's something I should write, something I feel strongly about and something I want to write.
The words & thoughts are still scattered on my mind and because of that, I'm quite close to just leaving it at the back of my mind.
So close but still trying to regather the thoughts
Have you ever wonder what kind of future are your experiences now preparing you for?
I feel that's your message to me, your way of guiding me and answering my prayer.
I like looking at the sky. Especially after a long day. It makes me realise how small me and my problems are in this entire universe. It reminds me of a strength greater than anything else.
My heart was aching. You called my name and gently held me in your arms. For a moment, I felt free even though I was at my most vulnerable.
Despite this being a figment of my imagination, I know with all my heart that if you were here ...
Every family really does have its stories. Most stories have a way of unravelling on its own whereas some are just untold.
These untold stories are ...
The stories we don't hear at a gathering
The stories people would rather we keep to ourselves
The stories we want to keep hidden away from the eyes of the world
The stories that nobody wants to own
The stories that we wish others care enough to look deeper to understand (not because they want to stick their noses into your affairs but simply because they genuinely care)
The stories that we deny
All of which catches up with us sooner or later.
Is this the reason why my life is still void of that very thing I yearn for?
And sometimes you wonder how they do it
Not the kind of wonder that makes you ache for what they have and what you don't
It's the kind of wonder that amazes you at how far they have come through the phases of their lives.
Do you agree that the wrong things are easy to do and the right things are hard to do?
You know I'm beginning to realise the thing about growth is, every little thing matters. What I meant by it is, every little thing no matter good or bad and no matter significant or insignificant matters. Failures, successes, heartbreaks, triumps, pain, pleasure, gain, loss and all the things that makes your life a journey.
In retrospect, I realise I have always dwelled hard on the things I faltered in, not realising it's all part of my growth in life.
Big or small achievements, they matter. Bad or good experiences, they matter. Right or wrong choices, they matter. Mistakes and improvements made from mistakes, they matter. Every single thing connecting the parts of one's life...
And when you think you understand every little thing that happen to you, thinking that some things are done on purpose to spite you.
You may come to realise it's never personal to start with, there's more than meets the eye and things you need to dig deeper to understand.
Just got to share this, it resonates so much with one's heart ❤
"Holding hands around the table with family and friends, remembering all that holds us together and giving thanks is one of the greatest prayers."
"Sometimes", said Grandad, "people pray when they are sad or sick or lonely, or have a problem too big to carry by themselves. They may say words they have learned from their fathers or mothers or grandads or great-grandmothers. But often they must find their own words. The important thing to remember is that the words will always be right if they are real and true and come from the heart."
- From the story book 'Grandad's prayers of the earth' written by Douglas Wood
And it seems like in order for him to grow,
You are going to have to grow along
Grow as you make mistakes
Grow as you reflect
Grow as you learn to cope with your own frustrations
Grow as you gain new knowledge
Grow as you persevere
You will see
It may not happen as soon as you wish it to be
But it will unfold accordingly
Have heart, dear one.
Have heart for him and have heart for yourself.
When you realise how apt some things can be. It feels almost as if it's an answer to your prayers. Or maybe it is
Have you felt it,
the sorrows it contains?
Have you felt it,
the joy in its tears?
Have you felt it,
the rage it screams?
Have you felt it,
The calmness it reflects?
For if you have seen it,
you may realise,
that sometimes eyes can truly convey what's felt on the inside.
In spite of it all,
We always keep hoping, don't we?
Hope never really leaves us,
it's there in our hearts,
always ready to believe one more time.
Di zaman sekolah dulu aku gemar mengarang cerpen dan menyertai peraduan mengarang. Penulisan memberiku ruang untuk melontarkan kata kata di kertas yang pada mulanya kosong. Pena di jari jemariku seolah tidak mahu berhenti setiap kali aku mula menulis. Ada sahaja bahan cerita yang aku ingin kembangkan. Aku menghayati tiap emosi yang aku lakarkan buat watak watak ataupun situasi di dalam ceritaku. Itu artinya penulisan buatku, suatu penghayatan.
"I have learned that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are but we are responsible for we become."
A battle occurs sometimes, a battle within. You know when you try to convince yourself how you ended up being who you are because of circumstances in your life? Another part of you then tells you that you can be an agent of change and that you don't have to necessarily be the by product of the circumstances. Eventually, what do you choose to do?
I like to believe that ideally, I can choose to be the latter. Realistically, I need to acknowledge the circumstances and background that affected my life and how I can learn or possibly even overcome these factors in order to ...
And we will never know the battles that heart endure...
And if we ever come close to knowing, we may realise that our battles now are just the beginning and what a long way we have ahead of us...
Like I said,
you and I,
we will never know the battles that heart endure.