Ada sebab kenapa aku susah dan bercakap dengan perempuan.
First, aku punya adik-beradik semuanya lelaki. Kedua, aku tak pernah ada kawan baik perempuan sejak kecil. Last sekali yang paling bengap,
aku seorang pemalu.
Once ada perempuan yang bercakap dengan aku, err paling cikai lah, perempuan yang mendekati aku, yang cantik-cantik pula tu. Terus jadi tak tentu arah. In other word,
The Retard Mode.
Kadang-kadang aku cakap benda yang tak betul, aksi breakdance yang tak menjadi dan melamar untuk terus kahwin.
Mana taknya aku buat semua benda-benda tu, itu sebab aku tak pernah cakap ngan perempuan dengan cara yang proper.
So aku harap sesiapa, 'perempuan' memahami apa yang aku rasa. Itupun kalau ada yang baca blog ni laa. Ada ke orang bukak?
:D
April 5, 2013
April 2, 2013
Freedom
What does 'freedom' mean?
Does the eagle want to swim in the sea,
Restricted by the sky?
Does the fish want to dance on the wind,
Not enough river to explore?
Yet the sky is freedom for the bird
but death for the fish,
The sea is wide for the fish
but will engulf the bird.
We ask for freedom but freedom to do what?
We can only express our nature as it was created.
The prayer mat of the earth is freedom,
freedom from slavery to other than the One,
Who offers an shoreless ocean of love to swim in
and a horizon that extends to the next life,
Yet we chose the prison and call it freedom.
Does the eagle want to swim in the sea,
Restricted by the sky?
Does the fish want to dance on the wind,
Not enough river to explore?
Yet the sky is freedom for the bird
but death for the fish,
The sea is wide for the fish
but will engulf the bird.
We ask for freedom but freedom to do what?
We can only express our nature as it was created.
The prayer mat of the earth is freedom,
freedom from slavery to other than the One,
Who offers an shoreless ocean of love to swim in
and a horizon that extends to the next life,
Yet we chose the prison and call it freedom.
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