"home is part of us. it's in the scars we have on our knees and elbows, in the memories that surface when we sleep. i dont think you can ever leave" the book, home again
-this covers a large meaning. one is that we can always find home in ourselves. whenever we feel lost, useless, hopeless.. look inside. look around. home is there =) no reason to give up life. no reason to run away from fears. face it. cos we might just end up right where we began. and to someone, i admire enough the strength in you that i would never have.. i wish, i pray that you-us all will breathe easier someday -
psstss.. && home is in us, so dont miss home. haha
where should i begin ni? ive said million times over.. that.. apanah? about the road in cairo. how much i hate menyebarang jalan raya and things related la. so, il just say it again. haha. sabar sja nah~
just now, we went to cross the road. i saw dari jauh ada three guys bjalan plg siring2 atu.. and suddenly, one of them approached us. [to be specific my partner lh di approachnya cos we stood quite far from each other] ia tnya "kmu kn menyebarang?" i thought that was just for the sake of asking. or mengacau sjakh.. apakh.. but then ia ckap "bah.. form a straight line. lajuth menyebarang" tapi ndaku brapa caya. so i waited. i mean, more to kbngangan. then he said that again. i was hesitated. mnaku siuk menyebarang sma rmai2 urg. lagith, ndaku suka menyebarang sma urg arab. extreme. at last, i put my trust on him. haha ceh. it was dangerous, but andngnya bh style dorang menyebarang. i know drivers can tolerate with them. and they just know how to do the menyebarang thing. andal ni drg ni.
this reminds me of my previous2 post arah multiply psal kmi menyebarang atu. the paci. except this time, no hand is held-grabbed. haha. psal yg ani muda. handsome lagi. plus situationnya nda kritikal. menyebarang road biasa sja. skali2..when we reached the other side safely... that guy balik smula ke sbarang. so, he crossed the road with us just for the sake of helping? cool. sweet. and gentleman enough. haha. awuu.. otherwise i would say ia mengambang. but for what reason would i interpret him that way? its not like we will remember his face pun. nda kenal. nda jumpa. so yes, he is such a gentleman. =)
last time jua, when i had to cross the road.. aku ni bediri siring a woman. arab. antah eh, asak2 th ku jua arah ia ani. tau udh urg diri2 sna, mau2 lagiku siring ia tu. ytah, sanak kali ia aku tu menyamak and slalu toleh2 arah ia [since i had to watch out for the cars].. last2 tnyanya "behapa ko kn? kn lalu kh?" i assumed, lalu as in mlintas dpan ia. i replied "kn mlintas jalan" ia- "ah.. sbarang jalan ani?" i nodded. "oh oh.. ok" i was confused sbenarnya. psal lpas atu sibuk2 tia ia jua alert mliatkn krita. i was like, ia kn dgni aku menyebarang kh? apakn? salah2 th ku jua kn menyebarang. mcm, ia atu nda jua bgarak2. until it seemed safe to go, she shouted like "bah. menyebarang!" haha.. sweet jua lah. bole lah~ hehe.
enough about the roads.
lajuth tidur, esuk skulah~ :P [[2345 CAI now]]
-this covers a large meaning. one is that we can always find home in ourselves. whenever we feel lost, useless, hopeless.. look inside. look around. home is there =) no reason to give up life. no reason to run away from fears. face it. cos we might just end up right where we began. and to someone, i admire enough the strength in you that i would never have.. i wish, i pray that you-us all will breathe easier someday -
psstss.. && home is in us, so dont miss home. haha
where should i begin ni? ive said million times over.. that.. apanah? about the road in cairo. how much i hate menyebarang jalan raya and things related la. so, il just say it again. haha. sabar sja nah~
just now, we went to cross the road. i saw dari jauh ada three guys bjalan plg siring2 atu.. and suddenly, one of them approached us. [to be specific my partner lh di approachnya cos we stood quite far from each other] ia tnya "kmu kn menyebarang?" i thought that was just for the sake of asking. or mengacau sjakh.. apakh.. but then ia ckap "bah.. form a straight line. lajuth menyebarang" tapi ndaku brapa caya. so i waited. i mean, more to kbngangan. then he said that again. i was hesitated. mnaku siuk menyebarang sma rmai2 urg. lagith, ndaku suka menyebarang sma urg arab. extreme. at last, i put my trust on him. haha ceh. it was dangerous, but andngnya bh style dorang menyebarang. i know drivers can tolerate with them. and they just know how to do the menyebarang thing. andal ni drg ni.
this reminds me of my previous2 post arah multiply psal kmi menyebarang atu. the paci. except this time, no hand is held-grabbed. haha. psal yg ani muda. handsome lagi. plus situationnya nda kritikal. menyebarang road biasa sja. skali2..when we reached the other side safely... that guy balik smula ke sbarang. so, he crossed the road with us just for the sake of helping? cool. sweet. and gentleman enough. haha. awuu.. otherwise i would say ia mengambang. but for what reason would i interpret him that way? its not like we will remember his face pun. nda kenal. nda jumpa. so yes, he is such a gentleman. =)
last time jua, when i had to cross the road.. aku ni bediri siring a woman. arab. antah eh, asak2 th ku jua arah ia ani. tau udh urg diri2 sna, mau2 lagiku siring ia tu. ytah, sanak kali ia aku tu menyamak and slalu toleh2 arah ia [since i had to watch out for the cars].. last2 tnyanya "behapa ko kn? kn lalu kh?" i assumed, lalu as in mlintas dpan ia. i replied "kn mlintas jalan" ia- "ah.. sbarang jalan ani?" i nodded. "oh oh.. ok" i was confused sbenarnya. psal lpas atu sibuk2 tia ia jua alert mliatkn krita. i was like, ia kn dgni aku menyebarang kh? apakn? salah2 th ku jua kn menyebarang. mcm, ia atu nda jua bgarak2. until it seemed safe to go, she shouted like "bah. menyebarang!" haha.. sweet jua lah. bole lah~ hehe.
enough about the roads.
lajuth tidur, esuk skulah~ :P [[2345 CAI now]]
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