Third Blog from the Sun
After ditching my last two blogs, why would i bother to make a third one, if one may ask? hmm. Im not sure if this one will last either, but this time, i think there's a NEED for it. I honestly enjoy writing. Maybe that is why i ditched my previous blogs, because I like writing too much that I cant stop writing when i do. I will stay up all night. I will neglect things.
And theres the matter of posting it. The same old question of "If-you-don't-want-people-to-see-it-why-bother-putting-it-up-on-the-net-at-all?"
Well, this time I DO want people to read it. I've been reading people's blog, and to some of them, i must say that i really enjoy reading them. It's a chance to discover things that people will not show in person. There's magic in writings such that, even if you cant describe it in words, or even you know that a picture will paint a thousand words anyway, when you write. You let go a part of your soul, willingly or not. It may be within the lines or between the lines, it maybe the things that you dont write, or afraid to write about. But its there. Its You. To the reader, you are present. Sometimes, even much more closer than when you are actually there in person.
And when you read. You have no choice but to listen to the whole story, of what the writer has to say. When you speak, you may get interrupted, and some people LOVE to talk but they won't listen. And writing is a slow, and thoughtful process. It is to me anyway. I write slowly. I dont talk fast either, i realise. Not very expressive either. Hmm, if i meet me, I will think me is a very boring person. I can be extroverted, but as i get older I just cant be bothered. Maybe I just miss being around my buddies too much. It was Shahril and Kartini's wedding last Sunday. They've been together since Secondary two. Even when i was in Sec. School i know they would be husband and wife. Everyone does :) I pray it will be a marriage that is full of love, happiness, and strength. A union of two souls and families, where the other complements each other.
It was a superb wedding i heard. I wish i was there, with everyone.
Last night my uncle passed away. Uncle Mustafa or " Wak Popo " as we call him. I lived, while not actualy WITH him, in the same address for three years while i was in Singapore. He cooks a superb Nasi Lemak, Reads the Qur'an with a beautiful melody, and used to give me treats and presents. He was in his late 60s or early 70s, i think. Single, living and working by himself. He did not meet his companion in this life, and for most of the time, i think he is lonely.
I Pray that Allah will forgive all his sins, accept all his prayers and good deeds, and inshaAllah, in the Promised Garden, he will finally meet the best of companions, and he will never be lonely anymore. Amin.



May your uncle be granted the best of companions and the highest level of Jannah, ameen. Nice to see you will keep writing insha Allah.
Posted by
Nasya |
12:56 PM
agree with that whole reason-for -writing things.
For me,it's like it feels good to be able to express opinion and well, emotions...too good it feels, there's constant need for it (kinda addictive, maybe?) heheheheh
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7:50 PM
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12:23 AM
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7:33 PM
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