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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Posted in Poetry on October 4, 2010| Leave a Comment »
Kehadapan kamu itu yang saya ingati,
Apa yang ada ini semuanya sementara. Semua.
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Saya tak menanti esok. Seperti tidak saya menyesali semalam. Seperti jauh itu cumalah jarak. Seperti lama itu cumalah masa. Dan seperti cinta itu hanyalah tiada yang saya ada-adakan. Seperti kasih yang bukan sayang, dan sayang yang bukan cinta. Tak usahlah ada kata-kata. Sia-sia.
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Saya merasa. Cuma buat sementara ini, biarlah rasa itu dirangkum senyap. Saya tak berharap. Hidup kita hanya sekejap. Biarlah saya kembali kepada yang Maha Setia pada janji. Yang patuh pada kasih, menunggu malam dan siang saya dengan pelukan kalimah cintaNya itu. Satu.
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Seperti saya cium tangan kamu itu, dan seperti kamu kucup dahi saya ini… saya mohon permisi. Entahlah bila kembali. Saya hendak berlari jauh di pimpinan tanganNya. Lama.
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Posted in Write On on September 14, 2010| Leave a Comment »
Like always, I do have a lot to say. Diam itu tak mewakili fikiranku. But sometimes the thoughts don’t just become words. They become something else. They are the smiles and the tears, they are the songs and the silence. They move with me. Sometimes towards you. But mostly away. Far away from you.
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Posted in Write On on September 4, 2010| Leave a Comment »
Oleh kerana akak asek makan Laksa dua tiga ampat lima anam nam nam hari ni, akak teringat post berikut yang akak tulis suatu masa dahulu ketika akak bermastautin di Bukit Pokrovsky. Terasa telah jauh meninggalkan bukit tersebut.
via Questa è Enida
Posted in Poetry, tagged Writing on August 27, 2010| Leave a Comment »
Jarah bukan jati pun bukan,
Rama-rama di dahan meranti;
Marah bukan benci pun bukan,
Sama-sama menahan hati.
Posted in Poetry, tagged Writing on August 27, 2010| 1 Comment »
Selasih tuanku lekat di kain,
mawarlah patik pohon berduri;
Kasih tuanku dekat yang lain,
biarlah patik bermohon diri.
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Posted in Write On on August 26, 2010| Leave a Comment »
I must have been made of stone. If not rock. You just have to continue being you, that is made of water. Drip on me.
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Posted in Write On on August 25, 2010| 4 Comments »
Even if it wasn’t the Hari Wanita Sedunia, I would still do this. This. Yes, this… has been going on for a little too long. I am beginning to dislike it. So this morning I seriously sat Enida down to have a serious Akal dan Hati discussion. Because when I woke up on the sofa, waiting for the second load of laundry to finish, it was as though I had been hard hit on the head. My heart stopped beating and my head started spinning.
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I have been wasting my time. This morning, like all the 35 mornings I had before, I realized that I have been around the right kind of wrong people. And this is nowhere near the fault of others. I let myself be. Therefore, before I step into my 36th day being back in this beloved country, with my eyes wide open at 0543hrs, hear this…
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It’s over.
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Whatever it is.
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Posted in Write On on August 19, 2010| 4 Comments »
Setelah banyak berfikir dan berdrama dalam minda antara watak Enida the Angel and Enida the Devil, sudahnya status Facebook saya berbunyi begini:
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“Enida loves rainy nights and is having one tonight.”
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But reality is, I just came down from my bedroom… all hot, steamy and satisfied! And so I came, done! Thanks to my iron(man) Phillips, my latest affair. By the way, he is Phillips. A model. Model G1028.
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Siapa kata kerja gosok-menggosok sampai tegang dan licin itu senang. Berpeluh-peluh nak mencapainya. Itu belum masuk bab panas dan stim bergerakerja dalam pelbagai posisi. Nak duduk rasa macam tak cukup berat menekan. Nak berdiri, bila lama sangat nanti sakit pinggang. Every stroke counts.
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Walaubagaimanapun malam ini terasa puasnya bila acara gosok-menggosok sehingga tegang dan licin itu selesai dan Phillips tersandar menyejukkan diri. Ada senyuman manis terukir di bibir saya yang tak dapat digambarkan dengan kata-kata. Lebih-lebih lagi di malam yang bergerimis sebegini. Ahhhh!
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Posted in Write On, tagged Life on August 17, 2010| 4 Comments »
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The kitchen is in a mess. And so is my life in a glance. My hair is up, my face still has its OXY10 patches from this morning and my dress smells like fried fish. And you wonder why I have not been writing, don’t you? Well, wonder no more. I am so happily busy that I haven’t had time to sit down and word my feelings.
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But it’s not fair, I know. There you are waiting for my smiles, and here I am hiding them.
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Between then and now, I have gotten me a CRaVy, a black one. And just less than a week prior to that, I got me the “Enida Consultancy & Services” incorporated. And oh, have I told you that I have gotten me a new sister-in-law? I bet I haven’t told you that I have also gotten myself into a pit that has delicious bread, have I? Umph! Much better than what I used to get at Ukay Bakery, you betcha!
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So my dear Silent Reader(s), I now refuse to be a Silent Writer. Let me clean up the kitchen, my face and my life tonight and be back in your arms with more than just my smiles.
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