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Kata bergadang kuning selancang,
walau selisih sampan di hulu;
Mata terpandang hati bergoncang,
kalaupun kasih simpan dahulu.
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Posted in Poetry, tagged Pantun on December 15, 2010| 2 Comments »
Posted in Write On on December 8, 2010| 3 Comments »
Words flow into me just like tears flow out of me. I have so much to say. But in times like this, the pain is just so great… all I can let flow is myself. I can see no way out but through the prayers, love and words that come to me in your voice and thoughts. And even in silence. I may not see, but I feel you. For I am not that blind.
Posted in Write On on December 7, 2010| Leave a Comment »
Miss me tak?
Posted in Write On on November 25, 2010| Leave a Comment »
Sometimes I can’t help thinking that the biggest fall I have had in my life is in love. So big, that I am only now getting up from the fall swearing all the way up and out that I will never, ever fall again.
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No, I haven’t fallen again. I am just enjoying the view from the top.
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Posted in Write On, tagged Books on November 24, 2010| Leave a Comment »
Guilt came all over me when I told a friend I am writing a book. Well… while I am, I am not! I haven’t been writing since November 13, and that is… for all-time’s sake, a very long time for a person who claims to be a writer. Maybe I should take a break from calling myself a writer. Or maybe I should just write again?
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And before you stop reading, here’s something I have not written about…
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Posted in Write On on October 27, 2010| Leave a Comment »
When I saw my Lil Sis get online, I jumped and made myself visible on Yahoo Messenger with a question mark tagged to my head. She doesn’t usually get online at this weeeeeeee hour.
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There was power outage caused by fire somewhere half an hour away from her area. Aaaaahhh that explained! But anyway, my mind just went propelling like Super Lynx blades to the mention of power outage. I could not imagine sleeping in a vacuum!
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And for some reason my eyes went scanning the whole kitchen for Monchies’ portable-battery-operated fans (courtesy of their Aunty Ida Bakar from Seri Cheeding Resort). If there is ever a power outage at Mesra, I might have to go to war with me Monchies – for the fans!
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And that reminds me that I have a RM865.04 power bill to pay. Okay people, I am gone paying. All the more power for Enida!
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Posted in Write On on October 20, 2010| 2 Comments »
It’s short, it’s insignificant, it’s mengada-ngada… I know. But I have to tell you this. Bahawa yang sebenarnya, selain daripada kerja-kerja terjemahan yang mengambil banyak waktu saya, penulisan buku saya yang tersadai, dan tuntutan tanggungjawab saya sebagai Mommy, saya telah kembali berlari.
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I am dusting my runners tonight, updating my MP3 running playlist, and ignoring my booming headache… to run again.
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Selain itu, saya lari dari cinta yang tiada ertinya. Itupun kalau itu benar cinta.
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Posted in Write On, tagged Me on October 15, 2010| 2 Comments »
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When I saw you the other day, I looked the other way. Just like when I had seen you before I saw you the other day. I always looked the other way. Because I didn’t want you to see whether or not I was looking at you when you were not looking. I didn’t even know I was going to see you.
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When I saw you the second time, it was like the first time. I didn’t know I was going to see you. I didn’t know I was going to look at you. You saw that in my eyes, didn’t you? I didn’t look like I was looking to see you, did I? Otherwise, I would have smiled the second time I saw you.
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I saw you again today. And just like the other day, I didn’t know I was going to see you again. But I saw you. And I saw that you saw me. But I didn’t look again to see if you did look at me. I never looked your way again. I just didn’t want to see you not looking.
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But did you?
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Posted in Sense, Write On on October 12, 2010| 14 Comments »
I’m curious now.
If I ask you to describe Enida in just one word, what would your word be?
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I understand. Those who have not yet met me in person might want to reserve their description until they meet me in person. But really, what is the impression – limited to only ONE word – you are under, now that you have read me, or now that you are reading this Questa è Enida?
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Do you read me?
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Posted in Sense, Write On on October 11, 2010| 2 Comments »
You can interpret these statements I heard this week the way you want to interpret them:
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