Thursday, November 10, 2011

Selamat Hari Jadi Cherry & Salam Rahmatullah Capang

11.11.11

Selamat Hari Lahir Cherryshen.


Kucing yang pintar dan misteri
Kucing yang tahu segalanya
Tentang Kita Semua.

Selamat Tinggal Capang

Dia merayu sama aku itu hari tapi aku abaikan.Dia tunggu aku datang jemput dia.
Akhirnya dia yang pergi tinggalkan aku apabila aku sudah bersedia untuk membawa dia
pulang bersama kita.
Capang sekarang di syurga ka?

Belum lagi.Dia di tengah tengah.Diperantaraan syurga kucing iaitu angkasa
di mana dia akan bertemu Roby, Oyen dan Moses.


Kau rasa dia menjerit tak?

Dia tak perlu menjerit.Mata dia sedang kuyu di tiup angin-angin bayu.
Dia adalah kucing istimewa.


"Wei Polis wey."
Fuhh...Selamat.
"Kau pasti kah itu POPO?"
"Kita ke TTDI"
"Jauh tak"
"Tak,depan tu saja".

Di seberang rumah kedai.

Aku adalah pokok pilihan nya.Dia minta kebenaran untuk
berak.Dia begitu istimewa.

Selamat tinggal Capang,
Kucing Istimewa

Monday, November 7, 2011

Di ekori Van Jenazah dan mobil mobil Putih

Dua puluh tiga campur lima belas peratus, lepas tu kau bahagi dengan enam puluh satu perpuluhan lima tiga dan sambil itu kau kalikan dengan lapan belas kuasa dua, apa kau dapat?

Aku rasa, adalah dalam beberapa orang bapak aku jemput pergi kenduri kahwin kawan aku dekat Subang tu yang dulu ada sekali jumpa kau masa kita berumur lapan belas tahun. Yang dekat belakang tanduk rusa itu.

Dalam lebih kurang tiga belas peratus tadi atau apa-apa lah ada tak sepuluh ribu ringgit dalam tangan? Sebab kalau enam tiga kosong campur dua lapan lapan mana nak sama dengan kucing belang?

Bukan yang itu wey. Semalam kau tak nampak ke yang kakak tiri kepada abang ipar aku tu bawa roti Gardenia untuk kasi makan kucing Persian jiran dia. Dalam bakul tu ada sandwich sama papan tanda hijau dekat sekolah Cina.

Zaibo, kalau empat empat tujuh darab dengan dua titik perpuluhan, boleh tak kau jangan pandang sana?

Okay sorry sebab dua juta aku kasi sama anak-anak yatim tapi dalam enam ringgit sembilan puluh sen aku tanam hidup-hidup.

Sudin, aku ada tujuh belas lapan tiga sama enam satu dua lapan, so kiranya lima dua tujuh belah anak tangga lah ya. Cuba kau periksa apakah bangsa dia dan kalau boleh agamanya sekali.

Melayu. Untuk panduan van jenazah pasti sekali Melayu Muslim.

Jangan pandang! Apa cuba kau lakukan ni?

Jalil, mana satu aku harus jawab? Soalan ilmu hisab atau usul periksa penyiasatan ahli berkuasa?

Aku minta maaf Jailani, aku susahkan kau

Wey aku pun sama Rosli

...the end.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Selamat Hari Jadi Guli

26 October 2011

Tajuk: Puisi Tentang Terpaksa Hidup (Dedikasi untuk Darwina D)... 'Kau Usman, aku Samad. Bapak kita Awang sama Said. Kekasih kita Jenglot yg berasal dari Sumatera. Bahasa kita tinggi, maruah kita terletak di bawah. Hati kita keliru, otak kita selsema. Jiwa kita kuasa, waras kita pasangan lelaki, pengembaraan kita penipuan, zahir kita bergantungan. Pegangan kita agama, pendidikan kita sederhana. Cilik kita tuhan, damai diganggu, perlindungan kita adalah masa. Usman, cinta kita apa? Beri aku masa fikirkan itu. Pasti ada jawapannya. Sebentar, lamanya' - Nina S. 26 Okt 2011. Gombak.

Selamat Hari Jadi Guli dari kami di perantauan.

Tali Barut, Tiggibu, Cherryshen & Captain Sparrow.

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

For reasons unknown,kami temui Yamen,di Oman.

"Yamen!"
"Oman lah!"
The Nouvo.Puchong.The haunted house.The story behind the borrowed money.Air lychee dari teko.Kaca mata hitam,Shell.Perampas corong hidung.The distracting non-existen body odour.The translated Arabic text.The jews.The Christianity.The friendship theory of Darwina's no sense of direction.The non making sense Priest.The misunderstood history about Jesus.Britney Spear dan kasih sayang pada nya.
"Aku nak mengemas la"
"Eh jgn mengemas"
"Eh suka hati aku lah nak mengemas ke apa"

The next session.With love.The other session.With love.

....Guli....
Adopted itu impak.
"Yamen's first fiction. The metaphor of the non"
The lost.The craving love.The lost and found but its not OK!
His fiance.The surfers run away girlfriend.Lost and found, in between.Love.is.fooling.foolish.Runnnnnnn.But to nowhere.The unforseen.is.coming.to.hunt.

Lost.Found.its going to be how its meant to be.
For the mean time.Kau dan aku adalah satu.Kau dan aku adalah cermin diri.Kau dan aku adalah topeng ciptaan yang akan terus memburu.Jangan kejar cinta.Jangan kejar kerjaya.Semua masih ada. tapi jum kejar baaa haaa giiaaaa.

Such appreciation, so pleasant to read. If I may with humble heart:

Di antara negara Oman dan Yemen, serta sekutunya, tanah bergred yang paling terpuji sekali mereka dijadikan. Berada di tempat tanah ekstrem sana, fikiran dan akal mula buka pintu possibilities dan pertanyaan dan mencari asal usul pendirian kepercayaan. Aku tak mengenali apa keturunan kamu dan gejala yang pernah dianut sebelum ini. Jadi ianya tidak penting untuk aku ambil kira dalam membentuk persepsi terhadap kamu. Aku hanya dengarkan kata-kata dan cerita kamu itu, pendapat serta ulasan lanjut dalam topik itu, aku lalu cipta satu kesimpulan ringkas tentang keperibadian kamu. Tambahan pewarisan. Darwina kemudian membawa maksud, welcome to the club. Yemen..,si penama panggilan dan si negara itu sendiri, ...jangan khuatir. Kerana suatu hari nanti kamu akan menjadi salah satu kuasa besar. It will all be okay


...Idola kecilku....
Suatu masa nanti pasti kami pulang.

Sunday, October 9, 2011

9.10.11 : Selamat Hari Jadi Oyen. Wishing u great meals & nice afternoon nap

2.54 am
Darwina
Kau bisa tidur ya?
Aku cemburu.

Dazman aku tahu kau sedang tido nyenyak. Kau mmg layak untuk tidur ni sebab kau adalah begitu istimewa yg aku tak bisa beritahu apakah ia. Dazman, aku perlu beritahu ini juga sebab ini detik penting dan sangat halimunan jadi hanya kaulah yang patut tahu. Ok ini bunyinya, whatever happens to me kini dan maju ke depan, aku mahu kau rasakan apa yang aku rasai deep inside, my core, iaitu perasaan okay. Kalau ada aja kau binggung dan risau tentang semulajadinya aku itu, tanpa berjumpa aku lagi, serta mungkin aku memilih lorong yg lain atau membuat sesuatu yg kau takkan mahu sertai percayalah aku sedamh okay. Jika semua organ dlm tubuh aku gagal beroperasi, ada satu bahagian dalam jiwa aku yg bisa berfungsi selamanya tapi aku tak tahu apa nama scientificnya mahupun nama gelaran sesuatu itu namun pokoknya aku ada di dalam itu. Aku yang kau baca dan kaji selama ini. Aku yg apparently kau pilih unk love and care. Maksud keseluruhannya, jangan fikirkan apa telah terjadi, sebaliknya fikirkan aku ada dalam diri aku itu. Tolong ingat pesanan ini. Simpan dlm peti emel kau or something sebab simpanan emel takkan bisa hilang kecuali kalau ada lagi serangan virus Y2K. Dazman, kau sahabat yang aku kasihi dan percayai. Visualise the heart that's pumping. And keep fighting for your life. I love u.

Aku rasa ini hari hari lahir Oyen la.
Kejap. Biar aku pikir.
Aku rasa betul lah, ada aura kucing kencing bersepah la ini hari.
'Happy Birthday Oyen'
Dia mati di langgar mobil atau sesat jalan itu aku tak pasti.
Aku rasa he has'nt use up to his 9 lives la. Aku rasa dia ada lagi 2 atau 3 lives.
Jap aku pikir jap.
Tapi kan Darwina, aku tak sempat mengenali dia secara dekat.
Aku harap dia maafkan aku sebab selalu mengata belakang dia dulu sejak dia
seringkali kencing sesuka hatinya di dalam reban kita.
Kau rasa dia ada di Kuala lumpur atau di Ipoh?
Jap aku pikir.
Aku rasa kehidupan dia pernah berada di Kuala Lumpur dan Ipoh juga jadi kemungkinan dia kini berada di Perlis atau Johor Darul Takzim.
Confirm dia kat Johor.
Kenapa?
Sebab itu diantara pilihan yg aku mau beri pada kau cuma aku tak tahu kenapa aku tak mahu type itu dan itu juga telah menjadi pilihan kau.


Selamat Hari Jadi Oyen. Wishing u great meals & nice afternoon nap!

Monday, September 12, 2011

Hari ini dalam sejarah 11 September

1.Orang Amerika Attack Conspiracy
2.Cintaku tertinggal diMalaysia
3.Kekasihku diambil orang

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Dear Bob Marley

This was a short relapse - a trip, a stumble. Now I need your hand to keep moving.

Where did the days go? I'd like to believe that once upon a time, You loved me
equally. Maybe even a little bit more.

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Perjalanan dalam dimensi rakan Tali dan Guli mengenali 99 nama Allah


Shame and eternal shame, nothing but shame!

Tali sungguh tak sangka yg guli telah dianiaya oleh manusia bodoh yg juga seorang guru agama hanya kerana tidak bisa menghafal 99 nama Allah. Selayaknya, manusia itu di rejam.

Daulat Tuanku!

DDZ : guli syok ar tinggal satu mlm sama kau depan masjid berkompangkan melody islam dari corong pembesar suara dan dibacakan tafsiran Quran sama kau! jln terjengkit jengkit sampai dipaksa pakai stoking.Paranoid eden sama kipas siling ajaib lu.

NSS : Aku capai Qoran nak bacakan tafsiran pasal rakan di syurga dan sahabat di neraka, aku lupa tak ambil air sembahyang dulu, kau kata takpa, Tuhan maha mengetahui...it was a great pleasure having you to sleepover my BFFBFA :D terima kasih kerana selamatkan kaki aku :)

DDZ : Sama sama Guli. Terima kasih kerana bgn pagi mencari nasi, ikan, kangkung belacan sama sambal kerang unk kasi rakan semput kau tenaga. Perbualan ini akan aku abadikan di "You shudve killed me when u had the chance"

Thursday, August 11, 2011

but at the same time it spoils it unknowingly

Rakan guli dan rakan ajaib aku adalah tangkai jering.

Siapa gerangan si ajaib tu? Rakan guli kau pesan kau adalah bertopeng. Dia rasai kepenatan kau berkeperibadian tali dan topeng.

rakan ajaib aku mau bunuh hati nya terhadap si guli.si guli berpura pura punya sifat tangkai jering. si tali buat buat tak faham, namun ketiga-tiganya punya topeng yg tak bisa ditanggalkan.

percintaan, tangkai jering, keajaiban, ketiga-tiga berikut adalah bersifat fasa. Jadi, hapuskan sahaja ombak itu apabila ditarik semula ke pangkalan laut kerana itulah yg semulajadi. Kau kuat harimau, mati bisa hanya tinggalkan belang. Dan si manusia yg berani tinggalkan pendapat, jika mati, tinggalkan nama.

kasihan.sudah di dunia dijadikan ombak jadi hiburan manusia.sudah di sana masih dipermainkan dunia.dunia mmg sementara, tp jgn sampai maruah disana tercemar.jgn sampai dunia kencing pada topeng topeng ini.Aku sanjung Dato' A. Samad Said. Ada kemungkinan topeng topeng ini adalah pewaris.

Saturday, August 6, 2011

Permaidani Ajaib

selama ini aku selalu dengar dan lihat orang dan manusia resah sekiranya persahabatan tidak berkekalan. kerana aku percaya persahabatan bisa kekal tapi satu hari pasti hilang dari mata

ini pertama kali aku merasai nya dan berasa gelisah kerana suatu hari nanti pasti kita akan tiba di satu simpang di mana kita tidak akan nampak satu sama lain. oh sungguh sayu!

hari itu pasti memburu kita.


perasaan hilang sahabat sama rasa ada lubang dlm jantung. tapi kita faham hidup kita atas fasa. tiada apa yg pasti selain mati. aku selalu malas mahu fikir tapi skrg aku cuba. kau bergantung kepada kiraan hari. aku belajar untuk menghormati. kau sudah lakukan yg lebih dr terbaik untuk pegang pada janji. tapi buruan tu terkena kepada kita. dan bila tiba waktu berlangsung, aku pula akan janji. itu hutang aku pada sahabat

kau tidak mungkin berhutang pada aku. aku adalah seorang manusia yg waras dan adakalanya aku adalah seorang manusia yg tidak waras.atau lebih aman digandingkan bersama haiwan yg tidak berakal. aku berhutang nyawa pada sahabat jahat. bagaimana bisa seorang penjahat punya hati semulia itu untuk mempertahankan nyawa sahabatnya yg sememangnya seorang dungu? apakah benar kita hanya mengerti erti persahabatan di dunia sana? dan memilih unk menjadi yg tidak org lain pilih? kau faham? kadang2 aku faham. kadang2 aku tidak faham. adakah kita benar?

kita benar dlm dunia permaidani. kita raja dlm gua. kita penyelamat nyawa. kita jurutera. kita pendakwah. kita pekerja keras. kita ahli sains. kita penyamun. kita binatang. kita sahabat baik. semua itu bukan dlm nyata. di sini kita diberi pilihan. di sana kita tak boleh pilih. Jenglot pilihkan untuk kita. sebab itu aku tak suka dunia yang ini. aku penakut untuk membuat keputusan dan memilih. jiwa aku jahanam di sini. tapi tenang di sana.

kau hebat!. bagaimana bisa berada di dua benua kalau hanya bisa membawa satu watak?kacau bilau.ibarat bunian jatuh hati sama bumi dan tidak ketemu jalan pulang.ibarat manusia di bawa pergi bunian dan tidak mau pulangkan ia semula. ibarat terperangkap dalam realiti. mahu memilih. hakikatnya tiada pilihan.kau tahu,aku pun tahu.kemudian kita tidak tahu lagi.

siapa kita mau tukar hakikat. kau lagi hebat. sudah memilih tetapi menafikan pernyataan itu seperti tiada perasaan takut. kau lagi berani. kau lagi tahu. kemudian kau tidak tahu lagi untuk masuk semula ke dunia kau, meneman sahabat kau dan bercinta sama jenglot. susah kau kekuatan aku. keputusan kau bakal menamatkan buku.

tidak mungkin bisa miliki dua dunia. mengembara satu hari bersamaan dgn 48 jam mencari ketenangan di dunia sana, tapi akhirnya ketemu cinta di dunia sini.cinta juga penyebab kepada kebuntuan ini.permainan dunia kah ini atau ini yg dikatakan takdir?aku pilih manusia,kau juga pilih manusia, CINTA menang! itu tergolong dalam nombor 42. tapi semua nya masih misteri. kebebasan dari jenglot tidak terletak pada kita. selagi kita diburu sehingga di dalam mimpi, pencarian, kebuntuan dan kegilaan ini belum ada penghujungnya. mana kau mau lari? mungkin benar kata manusia, tidak semua itu bisa kita miliki.

Nota abadi dari kawan guli.



Thank you for remembering our conversations.
Thank you for crying on behalf of me that night.
Thank you for those pretty necklaces.
Thank you for getting me a slice of bread.
Thank you for letting me use the towel.
Thank you for introducing me to Cery.
Thank you for repeating Cold Water.
Thank you for the colorful socks.
Thank you for sending me to the train station.
Thank you for lending me some money.
Thank you for the humor.
Thank you for the birthday card.
Thank you for covering me up.
Thank you for not letting me clean your house.
Thank you for offering me to stay.
Thank you for the water in the fridge.
Thank you for picking me up at Gombak.
Thank you for the pink hair pin.

All I had ever done was not sending you to the clinic and told you to fight for your life.

I found some friends frm the other side they are known as my marble friends.

Skinny Jeans.
Braless.
Baggy t-shirts.
Long messy hair. Painting nails.


“You're always on time. This shall be your second home”
“Aku suka rumah ini”
“Why are you here?”
“You're alone if I’m not here”
"Aku takut kau boring"
"I rather not be anywhere out there"
"Sebab itu aku boleh hidup dgn kau"

That Ikea table.
Damien Rice, Mr. Brightside. And the other two strangers, Jewel and Tiesto.
Those who are dead are not dead.
My only laptop, the tracks are stored in your mind. On the table.


“Ask me to come back”
“How do I know when it's time? How does it feel. Are u worried u would get lost?”
“Maybe. Just keep asking me to come back”
“So you really in relief?
“Most of the times. But ask me to come back”
"Come back. Come Back"
"Are you OK?"
"Aku OK. I am back"

RM 100.
Taugeh, his arrival.
Our girl's boxer and my house key.
My excitement, our patience waits.


"Bagi. Cepat sikit."
"Nah.."
"Jangan la bagi macam ni. Nanti mereka nampak dan tahu. Pakai aku punya dulu"
Her obvious actions. Her commands.
Strawberry tea flavour.
He, him and him.
Caught in action.

“Jangan pergi sana”
“I’ve got to check where she parked"
“Cepat lah nanti dia nampak la”
"Mana? Lif?"
"Over there"
The General. The prebet. And the stairs.

Few cats.
Two litter trays and a couch.
Empty rooms.
A red carpet spot, at the end side of the bed.


“I feel good?”
“Yes. I thought this has always worth the waits?”
“Yeah it is. But I didn’t care.”
"You're my favourite"
"You're my bad friend, Bad, bad friend"

The sound of cups. the glass. the kitchen. the voices.
Friday to Sunday. Friday ends in week end.
His visits. His alchohol. His mixed up feelings. His BMW. his speeches.

“So when are you girls stoping?”
“You’ve asked me thousand times”
“You have not answered”
"Oh Sorry"
“I know I’m just asking. You gotta know that this book wont ends. It will keep to another chapters”, the stories will go on and on. So please. Stop."
The songs. The confusion. The TV. The towels. The cats. The floor. The door.
Those nights. Every night. This night.

“I need to go home now”
“What…now?”
“Yeah, my mom, she's waiting for me”
“Let’s chill for a while first”
“I can’t.”
"My parents are coming. Tomorrow"
“Oh ok. We will have to leave, Now?”
Our lies. Our dirty little secret. Our purposely plan.
“Hey, Im back."
"I know. That was really fast"
The lies. Chasing him. Out.

Two bad friends.
Entered the next door.
Found the meaning of life.
There's more to what's there on the other side.
Trapped in time.

I finally found a favourite friend.
At the other side.
She is known as my marble friend.

Harry Potter atau Hanna?

July 25th, 2011
12.30 am

Hideous, we look hideous.(>_<)

Indeed, and others do not look grand either

Should I or should I not enter the door?

Oh harry! need not to knock the door. U have its keys in your pocket, master

Certainly potter but, its no fun, not without u if u must know


Now now harry, we must not forget our debts upon Sir Jenglot as it is ever always due immediately. What a bummer is it not? *sigh

I speak directly to u now potter, perhaps u ought to know that we are certainly out of our mind. Nothing is certain here but u ought to believe that this feeling is certain. O sir jenglot, onto Thee we begged, feed the lost soul, not at times but to the most of time.

I simply ought to digest the spoken ones, dear acquaintance. Perhaps the madness shall be perceived as the voice of arts. To whom this may concern, do not fancy my thinking box. They shan't never to break our fellow lost souls. The gifts upon its people sir Jenglot rain onto, more often than not summons the lost of hope too.

Kepala Lutut Engkau?

'she's a marble master. the marble ball is a squirrel. that rodent's bestie used to be a vampire, when Damien Rice was looking up to his Eskimo friend. the vampire had claimed its green heart to the best friend who was depressed. the two souls were then turned into alphabets in capital letter before grown to be objects. that's why the marble master is also known as rope'

July 26th 2011
7.30am

Guli:
How do I tell my manager that I'm sorry? Do I say 'Hi, sorry I skipped work for d past 7 days and forgot that there is an event today and here's a copy of my resignation letter fyi. TQ'

Tali:
It wud sound more prestige without the word sorry I must say

Guli:
That would be rude my lady.

Tali:
Its all about dignity

Guli :
There is no honor in working anyway

Tali :
It just doesn't fit in your soul

Guli :
Damien rice has eskimo friends and you have marble friends. That is dignity your highness.

Tali :
Jum email damien rice I tink he wud love to know

Guli :
Kau emel damien aku emel meet uncle hussain

Tali :
Kau bawa tigibu ckp ini lah hasil lagu pokok

Guli :
Dan kau emel skali gambar aku ckp 'inilah dia' but in english lah. Ask him to show his eskimo friends plak pastu

Tali :
Masrvelouss. I love your mind.

Guli :
Breathtaking. Likewise my lady.

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Melt My hEaRt to STONE.


Right under my feet there's air made of bricks
Pulls me down turns me weak for you
I find myself repeating like a broken tune
And I'm forever excusing your intentions
And I give in to my pretendings
Which forgive you each time
Without me knowing
They melt my heart to stone

And I hear your words that I made up
You say my name like there could be an us
I best tidy up my head I'm the only one in love
I'm the only one in love

Each and every time I turn around to leave
I feel my heart begin to burst and bleed
So desperately I try to link it with my head
But instead I fall back to my knees
As you tear your way right through me
I forgive you once again
Without me knowing
You've burnt my heart to stone

Why do you steal my hand
Whenever I'm standing my own ground
You build me up, then leave me dead

Friday, July 29, 2011

Terminal Pacuan Bersepadu


GULI DAN TALI SEDANG BERMAIN BUAIAN DI TAMAN PERMAINAN SEMENTARA INI. LAGU YANG SEDANG MENYEMBUNYIKAN KAMI ADALAH LAGU BERTAJUK MR. BRIGHTSIDE KEPUNYAAN KUGIRAN MAT SALLEH IAITU THE KILLERS. PEWANGI YANG JUGA MENYEMBUNYIKAN KAMI DI SINI ADALAH RALPH LAUREN BLUE YANG JUGA MERUPAKAN KEGEMARAN SEWAKTU DI KOLEJ DULU. APABILA PEMACU DI PETIK TALI AKAN BERPURA PURA BATUK MANAKALA SI GULI AKAN MENYIBUKKAN DIRI MENAIP BAGI MENGELAK KERJA-KERJA PERTANIAN KAMI DI KETAHUI UMUM.
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Selamat Hari Jadi Tiggibu sempena Perbualan The Marble Friend, Rakan Guli.

tali:
kita celebrate jom


guli:
malas arr wey
cangkul
aku permainkan bos aku


tali:
yes babun
kau ckp pe


guli:
dia call aku malas mau angkat takut suara ketat bahasa binasa


tali:
hahahaha
pergh bikin benci wey


guli:
kau harus faham


tali:
kau patut dtg ja minggu ni goyang kaki
aku nk berak atas meja pun tak siapa peduli


guli:
tp aku bagi dia kehormatan juga


tali:
kau masalah keluarga dgn jenglot
jenglot tu keluarga
kau rasa aku patut ka ke gombik


guli:
tak payah pun takpa


tali:
hahahahaha
bodoh sial
tahi aku tembam 2 bijik kontot sebijik


guli:
aku tinggal satu panjang kote, yang lain habuk kebuk wasap


tali:
cilaka la
sakit kau minggu hadapan
parah


guli:
dtg gombik because you love me


tali:
lain macam bunyi


guli:
apa lain macam?


tali:
kaki dah henjut


guli:
itu lain macam bunyi tu


tali:
tu yg aku ckp tu lain mcm ni


guli:
kaki goyang goyang
pokok tanya aku
apa dalam baju
seluar dalam nama cina


tali:
aku nak pi beli something jap


guli:
beli pacu roda api atau makmal sains magik atau kandungan zat besi?


tali:
ok


guli:
huh?


tali:
beb akal aku tgh panjang ni
cuma takut tak sama dgn kau. kau dh jauh ke depan


guli:
beb akal aku ni tak tau lah apa. takut kau mau lempang ja muka aku ini


tali:
semalam aku tido mampus so ini hari aku kuat harimau


guli:
tapi kasih sayang tetap pada rakan guli


tali:
bagus


guli:
hari ini harijadi tiggibu agaknya la


tali:
mcm syok la layan sial kau baring tilam bawah


guli:
kalau berani tanggung balasan hukum syarah sila mai sini bersukan minda


tali:
aku harap kau masih biul


guli:
jangan risau harimau kumbang
takut nanti kau tak mau kawan sama aku lagi


tali;
awat kau ni mcm emily rose je bunyi


guli:
hahahahaha
perghhh kau memang padanan untuk aku la
terima kasih dunia


tali:
wey seram bunyi


guli:
.....


tali:
hang kulit kaler apa


guli:
warna kuning langsat sepanduk jati


tali:
takut dah hitam tp kau rabun kau nampak kuning


guli:
rabun rabun ayam jalil hamid


tali:
malu la kalau cina baca ni


guli:
itu hiburan hadiah untuk kau saja
cina itu sana beijing lor, kasi kung fu sama leslie cheung maaa
tapi jangan kasi tau sama itu cina yang aku sudah biul wey
dia fikir aku sewel. i hate it whenever he says 'i told you so'

Friday, February 11, 2011

Malam bulan dipagar bintang

Malam bulan dipagar bintang

“sentuh awan pantai timur di atas permaidani ajaib menunggang kuda magika balik ke graviti untuk hadiah istimewa daripada kawan baik yang jahat” kata aku

This may has nothing to do with you, and me too. But this is what life could mean at times you are unnoticed and well.

What happens to you at 4.23 in the morning?


How can you fuck that ass? They’re sloped

You’re sorry? Don’t make me say the cliché lines to you

Do you love this girl? Do you like her? Is this love? Is this romantic to you? Did you think this could make it to MTV? Are you in love with her? Am I walking to your one night stand?

Do you not love anymore?

Tell it now.

Tell it like you mean it.

Tell it to my face.

That what’s fucking just now was love and this fully dressed figure standing in front of you isn’t.

You know what happens if you cheat on me?

One. You break my heart

Two. You break your promises

Three. You may carry STDs

Four. You set me free

Five. You get to leave

Six. You gotta figure out if it was only sex or was it love

Seven. I might have to cry

Congratulations. You are among people


“Junk is not, like alcohol or weed, a means to increase enjoyment in life. Junk is not a kick. It is a way of life” – William S. Burroughs


Disappearing into a night

Night of destruction

the falling of an empire

the emperor’s new best friend

two bestie laughing at their quotes

random sayings of all time

“feelings are chemistry”

“fuck, I’m flying to Egypt”

“I have a black heart”

Time tells only time. Sometimes it tells a lie. Most of the time, it does not. Time is counted by one and chase after one another and has three generations; the past, the present, and the future. Time makes English. Time doesn’t tell colors and I can’t draw or paint or write it.

Time gets in the way of love

Love takes time

Time affects love

Love forgets about time

Time sets love apart

Love waits for time (o right one)

Time shapes the love

Love works around time

Time makes potential love look bad

Love needs time to heal

Time for love to go

Love doesn’t travel through time

Time makes lovers don’t collide

Love can’t wait any longer

Time brings love here

Keep disappearing into that night

one that has no name

Batman returns

while I, going out to get ice cream

with no panties on for temperament

empty wallets of our humanity

broken dreams of Congo

hidden monsters in closets unleashed

the east of the Chinese population

the end of the world

diversed thoughts of modern believers

the kamasutra of polygamy

the forsaken journeys of 12 blind men

the look of love

powerless force of supernatural education

my left side of the brain

disappearing into a night

calling someone ‘penipu’

watching a film with a poet

understanding a best friend’s love affair

then tell her it’s gonna be okay

loot at me

look at me real closely

you are great without him

with him you’re at number 2

the he calls you to say goodbye

from Scotland

and you say, “do you have any last words?”

disappearing into some nights

of adjusting

replacing

contemplating

demanding

giving

forgetting

longing

wondering

dreaming

my domestic vocabulary had run out

I read stories

What about you

She writes about me

at my diary

then return it to me

as a gift

disappearing into a musical night (please remember)

unseen night skies play peculiar notes of the higher power

where my immature voice would sound okay and the player on my brother’s computer is set to repeat mode

only the homeless can sing at night

do you wanna know why?

Because they don’t have a home

Hence, they search for beautifully trashed random shelters reciting

“malam bulan di pagar bintang, makin indah jika dipandang”

Oh! The moon…

The moon plays the keyboard, sometimes piano.

Disappearing into a night

of being you and being me

and not.

The not of you

The not of me

so that

this one right here can rhyme


you

me

night

not,

me

you

not

night,

night

me

you

not,

not

me

you

night.


Syukriya

(of India)








Truly,

Nina

Friday, January 21, 2011

Farewell 2010. Welcome my January, 2011.

Dec 31st 2010 : My First New Year Countdown celebration with my husband & family bck in Ipoh:)

Jan 1st : Mommy's birthday. I love U soo muchh Mom & thanks for my wedding :) U made it real for me. Yes, u did!

Jan 3rd : My father in law's birthday. (Abah, I am so lucky n I have to admit tht ur one of the coolest father in law, keep it up tht way :)

Jan 7th : My first time on Skype. (I know this is lame) so ya, thanks Affy i really had fun Skyping with u. i miss u sooo much too. Let's skype tonite ;)

Jan 14th- 15th : Attended a course "Building A Preffered Future" in Peninsular Residence.
Sleep over with my BFF Nina Syaz Sariff. First time girlfriend's catching up sesssion n late nite talk since im a married women. (We had fun. i nvr thot that tho' m married for now, i can still be a bad friend to my other bad friend, which is my best friend :) Thank You husband for being sooo understanding. i still misssed u teribly that night, in case u dont know! :P

Jan 17th: Abg (Thaqef's 4th bday) i hope u love the Liverpool's jersey Mak Ucu & Pak Ucu bought u :)

Jan 18th: My beloved sister, Dyane's birthday :) i misss u soo much. im sorry if ive been a pain in the ass to u. i hope u still love me as always :)

Jan 19th: Half day spent to Langsai semua hutang PTPTN. My other half day, first trial to cook "Ayam Masak Merah" as husband has always love to eat this. (Since im married to him, semua masakan that i 've tried actually failed!)
And guess what, for the first time my "masakan" actually jadi! Yes! He loved it. Thanks Mother in law for cooking the other day n allowed me to only watched you instead of trying! muahahahah.

Jan 21st: I needed a self theraphy soo badly. According to Affy, SHOPPING does helps in a way :) Well, my so called "Self-theraphy" shall begin later tonite after work :) :) :)

Jan 22th: Renew pasport! (Must do!)

Jan 21st, 24th & 25th : My Senior Manager whom i work very closely with is on leave. Yeaaayyyy!!! I guess thats very obvious why im writing this instead of updating my economicss data that he asked! Woot! woot!

Jan 26th : Uwais birthday :) (Hope u will like what Mak Ucu & Pak Ucu is gettin u)

Jan 29th: My first bday dinner celebration with my husband. (We needed to celebrate it a day erlier as we have a flight to catch the nxt day)

Jan 30th: My 27th Birthday :) & flying to Bali with my beloved husband. And cant wait for my first time vacation, spa, dinner on cruise and shopping with him. Everything is our first time. Im so excited yet very nervous :) Oh just so u know, we never went for any holiday or vacation together yet since we date each other in August 2009 :) So this trip sure will be very special to us. (Well this is just to recall my memory, we dated in August 2009. Got engaged on the 0ctober 10th, 2010 and were happily married to each other on the 10th December, 2010)

Oh Tigerboi, Cery & Captain Mini Sparrow, Mommy & Deddy promise to pay u a visit to Ipoh once we come back from Bali and the three of u should expect a new bigger cage from us. With Love.

M sooo glad that good days in January this year awaits me.

Despite the beginning of the early days in this new year , it wasnt really easy for me to adapt at first.. Thanks to those who have been very supportive. Tho i know, i've been quite a pain in the ass n preety selfish to some people at times. Im sorry :) :)

x0x

I cant wait to welcome February now :)

Friday / Satuday Nights 2009 - 2010: Dar & Nin

Not the clubs, not in any parties, not in hotel for after-party, not watching gigs, not with family, not watching midnight movies, not out dating with boyfriend, not studying for exams, not working extra hours, not chasing after dreams, not eating, not drinking, not waiting for anyone, just...

2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake,
"Can you help me unravel my latest mistake?,
I don't love him. Winter just wasn't my season"
Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes
Like they have any right at all to criticize,
Hypocrites. You're all here for the very same reason

'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button, girl.
So cradle your head in your hands
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe

May he turned 21 on the base at Fort Bliss
"Just a day" he said down to the flask in his fist,
"Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year."
Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while,
But, my God, it's so beautiful when the boy smiles,
Wanna hold him. Maybe I'll just sing about it.

Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.
No one can find the rewind button, boys,
So cradle your head in your hands,
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe

There's a light at each end of this tunnel,
You shout 'cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
And these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
If you only try turning around.

2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me,
Threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to

But you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button now
Sing it if you understand.
and breathe, just breathe
woah breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe.

- Tribute to Northern Lake Paradise City Playground...and its dragonflies -

1700 hours.

titiwangsa park, looking west, 1700 hours, 18 bours to darwina's engagement day.

earlier, he asked, "so it's not happening for us?"
i replied, "who can really tell these things"

i walked and walked finding the right spot. i walked for more, i stopped at nothing. sat down under a tree, waiting for the sunset.

i've got a way, to be together. "Let's run away. away from here."

no one knows us
no one bothers
no one wants to do the right thing
no one cares

S.

Bad friend o my bad friend of mine


Bad friend o my bad friend of mine,
Crimson dusk takes over the skies,
We choose the road less taken,
Dancing with our hearts that were broken,
We promise not to let us die,
Before one another,
So we live until nature takes the course,
And angels calling,
Bad friend o bad friend of mine,
Listen to our minds but others,
We figure what makes the world go round,
Ignorant about the details bound,
Bad friend o bad friend of mine,
My best friend of bad friends of life.

Written by Serena.