What's with a name?
To the point that a single name can thrust the heart like a blade
That the very sound of it signals hurt
and potentially fear
Fear of lost
Fear of hurt
Fear of being broken
What's with the heart
That in the very mention of a name started to cry
Despite the fact that it may not mean a thing
The heart simply doubts that it might mean everything
That somehow at the very sound of a name
the heart crumbles
The world that house it shatters
Like sharded pieces of mirrors
To a thousand pieces
What's with hope
That despite the hurt and the fear
Still house faith
And in faith this fragile heart clings
What's with a name?
That name hurts
They say a heart loves when its susceptible of being hurt
But who could have known that all it needs
is one single mention of a name.
Monday, November 10, 2014
Do you know that all the photos posted in blogger blog post goes straight to your picasa web album? And that from time to time, should you decide to share,edit, tag, comment or delete those photos - you can do it via picasa web album?
I always knew it is there. But there was never a need to edit the photos I posted till recently. Almaklumlah - these days people tend to google other people at the very moment something piques their interest and a few friends of mine brought about a couple of photos that were posted about 7 to 8 years ago in my blog.
Personally, I don't even care about those photos. So when it came about I said takpe - I can always remove them.
Anyways - I got almost 2000 photos posted over the past 7 years. From favourite food, to vacays, to outings with friends, reunions, weddings - my life is nothing short of colorful and lively.
I realise that there's nothing lacking in my life - and that I am surrounded with a lot of beautiful and loving people. Despite all my rantings and qualms over how depressing and stressfull my life could have been - I couldn't help but be awed over how happy I looked in each and every photographs.
And how happy all my friends and family are around me.
Perhaps its about time for me to start developing my photos and put it around the house.
Simply to remind me that I am blessed.
And so that I shall not forget about it.
Have a good week ahead peeps. If the blues is hitting you at the moment - perhaps flipping those old photois of yours might take the edge off.
Wednesday, November 5, 2014
The thing about people is.....you can never shut their mouth.
No matter what you do, or whether they know you (or not!), people talk.
Some even louder than the others.
At times, its even competitive sport.
I try my best to be kind to others. Think positive. To not judge. Spread positivity. But sometimes what I do don't matter.
They still judge.
They still talk.
Even when they don't know you.....they find some sort of amusement in talking behind your back, belittling what little you have - trying to justify a lot of things against what things that they think should have had been or had happened.
And there are times when I think I didn't care.
Ok seriously I shouldn't have cared.
But its been a while since I met fake people. The kind that pretends everything is all rosy and dandy in front of you and seriously talk shit behind your back.
Lets stop pretending la kan - I won't be pissed pun if I had known that person to be such from day 1 - tapi since incident ni macam like kes talam dua muka plus it came from someone who are not first tier friends - I can to think like apa ni....diorang ni takde life ke?
Yang all of a sudden seronok nak put my life under scrutiny?
Anyways, people like these will never be happy as they stomped on happiness of others. So I shall waste my time no more.
I wish you light and may you be bestowed in whatever kind of happiness you deserve.
As for me at least now I know.