Given another chance

dear diary, people tend to say what are memories made of and when time passes we still may never get the answer to those time that we have slipped through into our everyday life.

Then one day it came, when you feel a wave at your heart as a sudden surge and you will think that it was just a normal reaction in your body and only then you will learn what does chemistry means in our body.

It is when one sweet night when someone knocks at your door and when you open you were immediately brought back to the past, a decade ago to an image that had almost fade and the only thing that you remember about that face is the day she donned on that black tee shirt and the khaki, and of course that sparkling eyes.

So we knows that the memories are made of all those happenings, even the simple thing like the way you attest to her smile that will always keep you remembering but forgot where and when in time does it became to be.

And so dear diary, when you will feel the gust of the midnight wind at the time you open the door, you know that the sparkling eyes that had captivated your heart for years is still there and in fact is always there.
And, life should be going on and after waiting for so long, why not we give it a chance..dear diary..

my operation

"dear diary, it was just like waitin your call to the dentist during the school day whilst waiting for the doctor in the operation theatre,the ordeal last for 4 hours but the operation is just 45 minutes,when they do,their words are,rilek incek,jangan takut,tak sakit tau,kejap aje,tenangkan diri,kanta dah masok dah,selesai dah and in between this I could hear the team burst into a hilarious joke as if they are in a friendly netball match. Thank you doctors and nurses of Sarikei Hospital!"

list removal FB

dear diary, I am still at home sweet home, relaxing on my sick leave and feel moving backward despite those company of internet and blackberry, as I feel I miss those gossip and hiccups in the office amongst colleagues and friends, t o prove how far it is true I just found out that I have been removed from a friend list, and life has to go on, as usual dear diary…."

FB

"dear diary, a friend remind me to listen to your heart, another friend remind me that our path are going to reach the destination, a friend again remind me some people like being LIKE but considered being rude if COMMENT and said we cared when we SHARE, so much so about being CONNECTED by FACEBOOK and I prefer to listen to the heart and will always speak out the truth though it might be hurting and of course if it do the heart are always true, so bear with me with dear diary..

fwhen fire become enem

dear diary, not far away from Sarikei, a community lost everything they have when fire razed part of their longhouse to ashes, the story was frontpaged by major newspapers today and I was tagged thru FB by a friend, though I couldn’t do much but my thought and sympathy goes with them, and if only I am of the rich and famous I would be around to give personal (duit ku pun lah) aids, and of course camera shy! So, dear diary..

my mum

dear diary, I miss sum1 2day, she is the like of will stop to anything, just 2 listen 2 ur no sense thing, the like of will pull out her purse just 2 suffice your budgetary problem, the like of willingly slowing down her tone amidst your thundering angry voice, please forgive me mak if ever I have break your heart and we all love you mommy Hajah Jempakar and may you always be blessed with a healthy life..

Teoh Beng Hock

"dear diary, a man sadness is loneliness, it was in Teoh BH when he was deprived of his only company, his cell phone as was find out by the RCI in the inquest of his death,, a true man however despite his self discovery still find loneliness in his life especially when there are to him seem so many rejection but to others are just denial due to working hours and family commitments when it come to join him in his party, and dear diary my life have to goes on now with or without my cell phone.."