Assalamualaikum.
i'm currently viewing my old photos from my albums in the PC
and i stare for minutes watching these photos.
they was taken over a year ago by my mom
and i remember that day.
looking for peace and calmness, i asked mom to bring me to Pantai Merdeka. tok (grandmama) was also going.
ever heard about it?
"Ku ukir namamu di awan Gunung Jerai
Disaksikan laut daun nyiur melambai
Jauh pandangan permai di situ Tanjung Dawai
Terkenang peristiwa cinta kita terhurai
Oh indahnya peristiwa cinta kita di Pantai Merdeka."
so that's Pantai Merdeka. it has nothing actually, the beach side is no longer a history.
there, i just sat and watched others walking along the shore, playing kites, enjoying the ice creams, having fun with their children at the playground, and chatting with their partners ; i mean, the husbands and wives.
mom never asked me why i want to be there so badly.
i just love to see the ocean, feel the sea breeze, witnessing the creations made by Allah
well those would effectively teach me to be grateful, and at the same time becalming the heartache in my soul that time.
the sorrowful memories of mine are vanished once i did those. thanks, ya Rahman.
now i'm turning into a new leaf, and hoping it will stay fresh and green forever. inshaAllah.
the scenery.
long time ago, i used to take off my shoes, walking along the shore, letting the waves soaking my soles and picking up the unique rocks and shells. itu dulu.
this is captured by mom (seriously miss this moment!) :
yeah. dulu aku kurus. kurus sebab selalu tak makan. tak makan dan selalu menangis. taktau kenapa. sekarang dah debab. haih -.-'
and when i got no stuffs to do ; no siblings to joy with, no buddies to prank with, i took a rock, and wrote :
top : my nickname. bottom : the date i was there.
yep. it's lame. and it is not interesting at all.
that's the fact of my own world - boring, emotionless, and poor.
after feeling like getting enough, me, mom and tok grabbed our meal - mee rebus, rojak buah, ais krim, corn cup, air kelapa and sat somewhere, enjoying those while chatting on random things. done, we packed up and left. i bought some souvenirs to be given to my two best buddies in the class, Anis and Firas. they are keychains, with a yellow duck shape. still wondering whether they keep it or not.
the SPM examination is around the corner that time. by going there, i gained my spirit back and ready to boost myself for the war. i forgot the past - the day i clashed with him. and i didn't ever regret it. Alhamdulillah.
enough for the bedtime story, night peeps. assalamualaikum.
i'm currently viewing my old photos from my albums in the PC
and i stare for minutes watching these photos.
they was taken over a year ago by my mom
and i remember that day.
looking for peace and calmness, i asked mom to bring me to Pantai Merdeka. tok (grandmama) was also going.
ever heard about it?
"Ku ukir namamu di awan Gunung Jerai
Disaksikan laut daun nyiur melambai
Jauh pandangan permai di situ Tanjung Dawai
Terkenang peristiwa cinta kita terhurai
Oh indahnya peristiwa cinta kita di Pantai Merdeka."
so that's Pantai Merdeka. it has nothing actually, the beach side is no longer a history.
there, i just sat and watched others walking along the shore, playing kites, enjoying the ice creams, having fun with their children at the playground, and chatting with their partners ; i mean, the husbands and wives.
mom never asked me why i want to be there so badly.
i just love to see the ocean, feel the sea breeze, witnessing the creations made by Allah
well those would effectively teach me to be grateful, and at the same time becalming the heartache in my soul that time.
the sorrowful memories of mine are vanished once i did those. thanks, ya Rahman.
now i'm turning into a new leaf, and hoping it will stay fresh and green forever. inshaAllah.
the scenery.
long time ago, i used to take off my shoes, walking along the shore, letting the waves soaking my soles and picking up the unique rocks and shells. itu dulu.
this is captured by mom (seriously miss this moment!) :
yeah. dulu aku kurus. kurus sebab selalu tak makan. tak makan dan selalu menangis. taktau kenapa. sekarang dah debab. haih -.-'
and when i got no stuffs to do ; no siblings to joy with, no buddies to prank with, i took a rock, and wrote :
top : my nickname. bottom : the date i was there.
yep. it's lame. and it is not interesting at all.
that's the fact of my own world - boring, emotionless, and poor.
after feeling like getting enough, me, mom and tok grabbed our meal - mee rebus, rojak buah, ais krim, corn cup, air kelapa and sat somewhere, enjoying those while chatting on random things. done, we packed up and left. i bought some souvenirs to be given to my two best buddies in the class, Anis and Firas. they are keychains, with a yellow duck shape. still wondering whether they keep it or not.
the SPM examination is around the corner that time. by going there, i gained my spirit back and ready to boost myself for the war. i forgot the past - the day i clashed with him. and i didn't ever regret it. Alhamdulillah.
enough for the bedtime story, night peeps. assalamualaikum.