Saturday, February 26, 2011

A Song For MCB's Memories

It might not fit the context,but somehow,this song will always remind me of MCB :) 

"Fix You"

When you try your best, but you don't succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need
When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

And high up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Tears stream down on your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears stream down on your face
And I...

Tears stream down on your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down on your face
And I...

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you


My 67th Day

They say when you leave a place,that's the moment that you'll try to embrace everything.
They say when somebody is out of sight,that's the moment you'll miss them more because absence makes our hearts grow fonder.
And that remains as it is,as what they say.

To me, it doesn't take long for me to realize how I wanted this moment to proceed in the slowest pace possible. 

I performed for Solte A Alma yesterday,it was a night for us,the attention-seekers to unleash those creative souls buried deep inside.
Well,I participated not because I was keen on winning and the prizes,but because I thought it would be a great platform for me to quench my thirst and desire of doing live performances (click here for the video).I'm glad that I made it since everybody is now too preoccupied with their study,struggling for the final IB examination. Looking at a positive angle, I suppose this is how I roll, they way that I love to unwind,trying to pour some senses of reality inside me.
It touched me when I saw rays of happiness and excitement of the teachers who came that night.I felt so good because I know this is the time,this is the way for me to make them feel good through the soothing vibe of the music I performed.
Forgive me for my lengthy speech before my performance.To me,that is the perfect time for me to express how I appreciate every single person that I met in this college (MARA College Banting).They gave me a fascinating insights into human relationships and life in general.
I'm going to miss this college a lot.Teachers,friends,seniors,juniors they're all plain awesome.
At one point,I can feel the sadness of leaving this whole phase in this college,I can foresee how unpredictable life would be after this.
The memories,life lessons,relationships,almost everything,I'll treasure those in my wonderlife pocket
At the end of the day,I have to accept the fact that this is the normality of life.For every beginning,there is always an end to it.The one thing that will keep us living in those wonderful moments are the memories of it.I believe when I look back at my old days,I will be proud of myself and consider myself so lucky that I am bestowed with the chance of living in these perfect moments because I know,here in this college,I happen to find my true self :')

Friday, February 4, 2011

The Airplane

Let's turn back the time,pisshhhh,pisssshh,pisshhhhh.....


I stand still.Looking outside of the window.Actually,I'm going to the back of the class to scour the cabinets for my exam paper.But,here I am,my attention is caught by the thunderous sounds of the flight engine.Little do I know,this short moment watching the flight taking off will be the start of everything,the start of building the foundation of hopes and dreams,brick by brick.

Kringggggggggggggggg (the bell is ringing)

Talking to self : Ouh,it's the end of the night class.Should run to the cafe or otherwise I won't be able to eat nasi goreng and telur goyang.

Well,that's the norm.The reality of being the first former in SAKTI.And the thoughts of flying high,it didn't stop there,in the classroom.It had become an inspiration for this boy.He could lead such a different life if it's not because of the airplane.And the vision of the airplane,stick to the boy's mind since then,and the next day,the following year,


I'm 20,and that memory,had passed by me 7 years ago.Still,I'm fascinated by the airplane.I'll look up every time the airplane roar overhead.I'll stare until it's vanished beneath the clouds,flying high,bringing my hopes and dreams of leaving this country and start anew.I'm longing for the day I can wake up for a new day,the day that will fill me new visions and new hopes in reaching out to people.

The motivation that I have,it all started with a very simple stare,a stare to a starry night with an airplane building up all the momentum hogging the boundless sky.Frankly,a book didn't initiate this determination,a song,a movie,none of those.It just took me a detail observation towards my surrounding.Use your senses to go deeper in understanding yourself,be honest to yourself and you'll see what lies underneath.

Take your time,look around.Breathe.Stare.Think.For less than 10 minutes,find your own strength,a strength that'll keep your going forever.