Friday, May 29, 2015

.: Dwindling passages :.

Early hours.

After saying so much, it seems like all words only fall on deaf ears. Thus one chooses to remain silent, hoping that the silence will one day be understood, despite knowing how futile this stance may be. 

Before long, the silence will soon be forgotten, along with the care, and the feelings that came with it. Eroding the relationship further to scattered dust.

Tired soul.
6.25am, Malaysian Time

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

.: Incitement Ipoh :.

Limau  bali?

It has been a long while since I made myself available to attend any events out of KL. As I have more time to spare now a friend asked whether I would like to attend the one in Ipoh. 

The brutal truth is I have never explored Ipoh. To add more insult to the injury, I am absolutely clueless on what Ipoh has to offer, besides food, food and even more glorious food. But I thought maybe, just maybe, there is more to Ipoh than meets the eye. So my friend led me to the event's Eventbrite page: Incitement Ipoh

Nice looking banner. Concise information. And they even have a Facebook page! Neat!

My friend, born and bred in Ipoh, had attended the previous session. Needless to say, he was generous in sharing his experience. According to him, the upcoming event has speakers, and attendees can network, share and do a wicked exchange of experiences and ideas. 

Despite having attended events in KL with similar concepts, I am intrigued to see how the organisers in Ipoh run the show. Reckon it would be a breath of fresh air. I am certainly looking forward to acquiring new experiences and getting to know new people. 

So now that I have my trip all sorted out, I am all set to attend Incitement Ipoh

Even when it means I have to miss another event. :)
3.10pm, Malaysian Time 

Saturday, May 2, 2015

.: Healing hands :.

Reaching out.

Out of desperation, a friend of mine and her children are forced to ask for donations to support their relocation expenses. 

You can read more about their situation through this site:

This friend is like a sister to me. It pains me knowing that I can only do so much. Add in the fact that she is in another country, and I can't physically be there for her, makes it all the more unbearable.

If you're able to offer any assistance, please by all means, do so. 

A little can really go a long way.

Thank you so much.
3.21pm, Malaysian Time

Saturday, March 21, 2015

.: The dialogue :.

The mother's room.

"Being able to be here with our children means a lot to us. While we are focusing on the lecture, you have provided activities for our children to keep them occupied. Seeing that the children are able to absorb what we are learning as well is a greater blessing. We know that to accommodate to our needs, our children's needs, is not an easy task. May Allah reward all of you for your efforts."

Another 2 months. 
10.38am, Malaysian Time

Friday, March 20, 2015

.: Coincidental deluge :.

One after another.

Most would have heard of the saying that absence makes the heart grow fonder. 

But to some individuals, they harbour a certain belief that prolonged absence could potentially drift two souls apart. Memories and promises made would soon be forgotten. Feelings and sentiments would cease to exist. Relationships forged would eventually be buried under the sands of time. 

These individuals believe the two souls, once breathed the same air, looked up to the same sky, and shared similar hopes and dreams, at one point in time would make the decision to journey through the rest of their lives as complete strangers. 

As though nothing had happened between them.

As though they had never crossed paths. 

Complete strangers. 

The belief remains until there is an intervention from God.

When that happens, it is as though the absence never occurred. 

Rekindling familiarity.
5.58pm, Malaysian Time