Merdeka?

Mood: Half-sleeping, half-awake. Not sure.

Music: No music, but listening to Surah Al-Kahf recital by Saad Al-Ghamdi


So yesterday was supposed to be Independence Day for Malaysia. Happy 60th or should I say... nevermind. Anyway in conjunction with the closure of 2017 SEA Games, the Merdeka celebration event started right after at the same venue.

As a staunch ignoramus of course I never cared of either (and I'm not keen being in a huge crowd) so throughout the event I let things pass as I went laze & daze like a really, really ignorant cat.

Forgive my words. I'm half-conscious.

Oh, today marks the important date of Eid Qurban. Nice date setting. Whoever planned the dates for events before surely a bunch of geniuses.

The only question that has been lingering inside my tiny mind is..

"Merdekakah kita?"



No, I won't elaborate anything since the question has been quite 'subjective' & best to let others to speak out their mind. Of course, local social media lords might as well claimed to speak the truest, or maybe, just maybe the upper-hander, seated ones who hold the ranks? I'm not sure.

Before signing off, I pray that those who went to Makkah to perform Hajj will be coming back Mabrur, as a sign of Allah's mercy. May He show mercy upon us in this dire times.


Selamat Hari Raya Qurban 1438H & Selamat Menyambut Hari Kemerdekaan ke-60 Tanah Melayu.

Heading Somewhere?

Mood: Not sure. Awakened half-blurry.

Song: Heartbeat by Nathalie


Greetings.

Yes I know it's been a year. Things should've happened along the way up till now but no, I heed none of the call. You know what, the hubbubs around made me tired. As people proceeding through the ages, I decided to stay, like a stone withered in time. I like it that way. If you don't, the exit's over there. You know what I'm sayin'.

I've went through the earlier posts and concluded that my life has took another sharp dive to the abyss. I forgot how sunlight looks like & how does it feel to frolic about, prancing the summer. Inside the shell pulled down by the abyss' gravity, I heard trickles, sometimes like a downpour.

Yes. Sounds just like rain.

Soothing, calming, viciously inviting memories that put me at risk of aches & tears. But that was the least of my worries. As the plunge continues I heard clops like people heading upstairs. Sounds like people reaching to the top. I remembered asking them to wait. I even remembered having sort of promises to reach the top together but alas, the world doesn't spin that way. Instead of putting up a smug, I decided to let them be.

At least they're happy. Hey, I'm heading somewhere too! I'm moving just like you guys do!

I realized I'm a burden. Harmless yes annoying the sight like an abominable cyst on a part of the body. Removing is costly. But to let it stay costs one's patience. Your call.

You have read the useless post until this point. You can close the window at will & watch youtube or maybe taking selfies somewhere while selling yourself to the public in social media.

I have concluded that breakup for poets/writers supposed to make them produce even better works as they progress. It's no math, really. But if you ask me, with all the things I've been facing had made me work none. I'm not sure whether it's the muse had been missing, or I just don't have a heart of it anymore. They said quitters never win. I hope by not writing now gives you the answer.

To be honest, I think I've lost my will to do anything. I'm not even sure where I'm heading. Sounds like doom, isn't it? Correct. 10 free points for you.

This post is intended to answer a reader's wonder why I've been silent & not posting anything. I'm sorry miss/mr whoever you are, my life, my insights, my everything is too lame to put upon the pages so forgive me if I ever bore you with this.

No movie reviews. No worthy posts can make it inside my mind right now. If God's willing, I might as well post better stuffs someday.

Till then...