Childhood

I always get this weird sensation whenever I come across the topic of childhood. I feel like building a time machine to travel back to the past and meet the 'young' me and say these to him:

1. Hi, buddy. Can you tell who am I? I'm you. Future you. Yes you. Amazing ain't?

2. How's mak? And ayah? What' are they doing? Thank them for the love that they bless you with everyday.

3. It's great to see the way you have grown discovering this world, and become mature along with the people inside it. You see, I'm the product of you.

4. I always admire you, my past. I remember you didn't give way to indolence.

5. I like your style in executing your intelligence.

6. Good job for always being the center of attention in your class. Well, you are a smart boy after all. 

7. Thanks a lot for the football training. Hence, me today- a recognized talent with some lethal weapons.

8. But, I'm sorry. You would have to stop playing football for some period of time when you reach 19 years old of age. I'm really sorry. You just have to accept it. Don't worry. I found a way to bring us back on the pitch.

9. Your SPM result will not be that good. It's just so-so.

10. You will meet amazing people and make new friends.

11. Sometimes setbacks would mess up your life, but you will manage to overcome them.

12. You will grow up a handsome man, and have many admirers. What? You don't believe me? Have faith in yourself! (kui3)

13. You will meet a girl and fall in love with her, but due to some circumstances, you decide to break up. 

14. After your downfall, you will rise again and become a strong man.

15. I love you.

'Tis Thee

‘Tis thanking thee, for ‘tis the best

When and if I ever feel without rest

To whom I knew a summer’s brief

Reminiscences and memories redeem relief

‘Tis thanking thee, for who I am

A man of wisdom and much better than them

A killer of disgust of love and disdains

A believer of the One who eternally remains.

Short Story: Pieces of Me

                I was startled by her decision to lash out those painful and icy-cold words. She’s not her anymore. And she’s not here too. She whom I knew and thought as someone who was really kind has obviously gone to somewhere else so alienated even she could not recognize herself anymore. That girl in front of me at that moment was not Jenny. She’s the embodiment of her accumulated hatred and disdain towards me which I presumed have coagulated at the bottom of her heart for so long. Should I see this kind of predicament coming earlier, I would have fled away from our malfunctioning relationship. Falling in love with her was not a good decision at all, but still I perpetuated confessing and expressing my vulnerable emotion towards her despite the signs; after several on-and-offs.

                

               I met Jenny two years ago, a polite and smart girl who seemed to be every man’s dream girl, when I accidentally stumbled upon her in front of the library in the college. When I first saw her, my eyeballs could not initiate even the slightest degree of movement away from her. She was like an angel who descended from the heavens; her smiling eyes were calming, her wavy shiny black hair, her nose, they were all perfect.

               

               But now, considering the current condition, I feel nothing but emptiness. Void. It is void that is filling the emptiness. Well, everything started to change when Jenny got enrolled into one of the famous colleges in the country. Even though she kept denying the fact that she was not her old self anymore, but I always looked at her as different person. Her new friends had given her significant negative transformation to her life. I don’t like the way she talks now, the way she rolls her eyes when we pass by some guys by the streets, the way she loves me, the way she cares about me. She’s being extremely intolerant and egoistic with her own helluva of ideologies which dramatically contradict my principles. In short, I don’t love her anymore.