What more can I say. I am a truly a man of the Nature!

Din, my new housemate, brought me to a place I had never thought existed before. The location is surprisingly near to my workplace. Din had shown me to the path which replenished my energy. We went to the rapids in the hutan simpan. The scenery was extraordinary. It has been forever since I felt that great watching the beautiful design of the Almighty Creator. Truth is, I can literally sense the natural energy diffusing into every bit of my blood and vein. It was refreshing and I was superbly nature-stricken!

I nearly burst into tears when I sat on one of the rocks at the rapids thinking how Allah has designed the universe so great and vast just for the humans to ponder and contemplate upon His greatness. The nature is the Sign of the Creator. I was back to nature when I was at the rapids. I dipped my feet in the cold water and I felt its utter coldness. I wonder how cold is it in the Poles.

And I wonder, in unspeakable fear, how hot will the Fire be.

The war has become a metaphor, not just history.

Warmongers are exhilarated to see blood spilling all over the place. Politicians keeping mum. Humanity is abundant, but not existent!

The war has become a metaphor, not just history.

My teaching profession has been really intriguing so far. The students cooperate well with me and my teaching methodology seems to fit in the classroom. I am glad my experience of taking the Learning and Teaching English course with Dr. Maimunah has been really helpful.

The atmosphere here is spectacular. The bond between lecturers and students is surprisingly strong! I had a good time bluffing and talking and lecturing in the classroom in front of my students.

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I opened the door.

An onslaught of strange stares and gazes from the battalion of bewildered eyes attacked me in an instance. I shielded the assault with a smile. After all, a smile is a curved line that sets things straight. 

My arrival marked the end of the stochasticity in the room. Everyone was racing to sit back in their position. Not a single thing is audible, except for the thuds in my chest. The atmosphere was suppressed by my existence. I put my things on the table; my eyeballs scanning the timid faces in front of me. The sensation which rushed through my veins was unfathomable and inexplicable. Their minds were hung by a clear uncertainty: what kind of man am I?

It took me nine seconds to reveal to them who I am:

"Assalamualaikum everyone. I will be your new lecturer."