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Thursday, May 24, 2012

Irony In Us

being with you in just a minute has seize my day...
but... with you, i'm suffered.


could we just forget that we know each other?

because, i'm not happy with you.

i never thought of this until just now.
or worse, this is the level that i'm scared of because it is the limit of my feeling towards you. i'm too tired to love you as we never understand each other. so, i took this decision to let you go. wish you happy with your life...

Wednesday, May 02, 2012

A Sweet Lesson On Patience

A NYC Taxi driver wrote:

I arrived at the address and honked the horn. After waiting a few minutes I honked again. Since this was going to be my last ride of my shift I thought about just driving away, but instead I put the car in park and walked up to the door and knocked.. 'Just a minute', answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor.

After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940's movie.

By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets.

There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard
box filled with photos and glassware.

'Would you carry my bag out to the car?' she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman.

She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.

She kept thanking me for my kindness. 'It's nothing', I told her.. 'I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother to be treated.'

'Oh, you're such a good boy, she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address and then asked, 'Could you drive
through downtown?'

'It's not the shortest way,' I answered quickly..

'Oh, I don't mind,' she said. 'I'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to a hospice.

I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening. 'I don't have any family left,' she continued in a soft voice..'The doctor says I don't have very long.' I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.

'What route would you like me to take?' I asked.

For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator.

We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.

Sometimes she'd ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.

As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, 'I'm tired.Let's go now'.
We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.

Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move.
They must have been expecting her.

I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.

'How much do I owe you?' She asked, reaching into her purse.

'Nothing,' I said

'You have to make a living,' she answered.

'There are other passengers,' I responded.

Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug.She held onto me tightly.

'You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,' she said. 'Thank you.'

I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light.. Behind me, a door shut.It was the sound of the closing of a life..

I didn't pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that day,I could hardly talk.What if that woman had gotten an angry driver,or one who was impatient to end his shift? What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?

On a quick review, I don't think that I have done anything more important in my life.

We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.

But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.

i have nothing to say about this.
my heart's melting
as i read this story
very touching.
i wonder if there is anyone
like this man in this world.

my mood become forlorn.
i hope i will be more patience in doing something.
i hope so.

please lend me your strength
and lead me to become YOUR patience subjects
who will be loyal, obedient, and obey
amin YA ALLAH.

copiedpasted from GooglePlus^^

You Make Me Feel Warm and Happy

Mr. Aril  : Amni. Amni.
Me         : hurm?
Mr. Aril  : when i think of you, it makes me feel warm and happy.
Me         : hah? pardon me. [slowing the volume in my earphone]
Mr. Aril  : When I Think Of You, It Makes Me Feel Warm And Happy.
Me         : ow...[laugh] who said that quote?
Mr. Aril  : Me.
Me         : [skeptical] is it a quotation?
Mr. Aril  : no... [smile]
Me         : [laugh] your eyes are looking at the lappy when you're saying that words.
Mr. Aril  : [giggles] [look at his lappy] it's unknown. [grin face]
Me         : unknown? no one saying that?
Mr. Aril  : it stated "unknown".
Me         : oo... [giggles] nice quote dear (monologue)

"When I think of You, It Makes Me Feel Warm and Happy"
-by My Mr. "Rindu" =p

the quotation was just a spontaneous word
from him this morning.
it was a nothing-feeling-word-expression.

i am attracted with the quotation.
it's simple but has deep meaning.
i can say that i'm touched with the words actually.
it reminds me on someone that i love most.
when i remember "the person"
it makes me feel warm and happy.

my heart felt


i wonder
is it because i love "the person" so much
or it just a normal feeling.

i don't care.
i love "the person" because of HIM.
and i'm aware that HE loves HIS subjects
MORE than HIS subjects love one another.

another thing here
i have learnt to keep my love towards "the person"
i'm trying to not to show it openly.
let "the person" knows nothing about my feelings.
i will concern about "the person"
but will not show it directly.

i have read in somewhere
it told me that

"if you expressed your love eternally, you'll lost your love-feeling"

i would never let it happen to me
because i don't want the feeling become dim and dimmer.
i wanted the feeling to prosperous in my heart.
that's why i took this risky-hard-decision
to ensure that my feeling will never exhausted.

for "the person"
i'm really sorry for making this decision.
it's not because i don't love you
i hate you
this is because
i love you so much
it will never fade.


Tuesday, May 01, 2012

Your Face Is Sparkle, You!

long tym i didn't laugh in my post...
[it shows that my previous entries was in gloomy mood +_+ hoho]

i saw "that person" today.
you know what?
i was just realized that
"that person's" face was sparkle.
very calm and i love to stare "that person" as long as i want.

i wonder why i never realized that before
is "that person's" face was sparkle all the time
or i was just realized it today.
very funny!
when i saw "that person" with the sparkle face
i was shocked!
i can't take my eyes from "that person".

what happened actually??
is "that person" changed
it is me who never looked closely to "that person"?

i can't find the answer.
till then,

[i'm still looking at "that person" actually]
[i'm gathering my jar of heart]
[hope everything gonna be fine]
[amin Ya Allah]

Thank You!

you are;

in my thoughts every minute of the day,
in my dream every hour of the night.

thank you for everything you have done for me
i appreciate them very much
you have taught me many things
that i never learned in my life.

everything that i have done to you
were sincere from my heart.
i never asked you to return them all.
i gave them for your own sake.

i hope everything gonna be fine again.
i know when we had good time together
someday we will face bad time too.
i believe that will happen
because it always happen within us.
no doubt!

i pray to Allah
so that HE will blessed your life
and make your life easy.
i will pray to Allah
so that HE will protect your heart
from any "intruders" that would affect the pureness of your heart.


[this picture has nothing to do with this entry^^]

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