small things that don't matter anymore

on a lighter note, i am going to stop blogging.

wahhh good five years eh? Cheeerrrssss, peeeps!

p/s: i'm truly sorry i have to end this blog, but i might come back.

Reflection of Sincerity (1)

I woke up this Subuh from a dream about one of my nephews. He wanted to watch a movie so I brought him to a train station nearby and we waited for a train. He was holding the movie tickets. I was holding his hand like I always do. But the next thing I realized, he was missing from my view, I could no longer see him. And then I saw him jumping across the railway. Freaking nuts! I hate this dream. But he came back to me in one piece. And I cried. And he did not say anything. No sorry.. or anything to make me feel comfortable.

That was actually felt better than saying something in front of me but behind my back saying another thing. Kids say the darndest things. Awwwwh. They actually make me smile, nothing they say will hurt me even when they say they don't want me. Because they are only speaking of the truth..they speak only what they feel is right.

Bestnye if ade budak2 around, like last Saturday. Easy, sincere, clean and uncontaminated. Luqman slept peacefully, Khadeeja refused to sleep, kept wanting "buku, buku...kertass..kertasssss" hehe

And like last sunday.. ikhwan asik nak salam2 i..sebenarnye tgh buli i..salam sambil jilat..chet.

2 x 5 = 10

check the mirror.

Will only talk about my experiences from now on..

My classmate Chitra is a nice lady.

She approached the department to allow her to audit her courses.

She attends classes everyday and gains knowledge through discussion.

I like Chitra, she seems honest.

She doesn't hold grudges when talking about cultural issues especially in Malaysia. I think she gives fair opinions. It's reflected each time she speaks out.

When everyone else seems so busy to assert themselves in this country, busy telling the world what they deserve the most, busy being angry, busy positioning themselves so people would hear them, busy commenting on other's weaknesses, Chitra only sees goodness. The other day she talked about humanity, and a fellow classmate disregarded her opinion. very unkind.

Chitra has been diagnosed with breast cancer. She is also a teacher. She is now on medical leave. She is a Malaysian. But an Indian by ancestry. But this doesn't seem to bother her so much, like it bothers the rest of the class.

Her eyes shine with her sincerity as well as her words spoken to the rest of the class.

I hope there are more non-judgmental people around me, so I can disentangle myself and be more like Chitra.

There are many ways, God can tell you to reflect.