Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Dear my multiplied-Multiply friends ^^,

Wicked! If I have to describe this year in one word, that prolly be a word I'd say. How could I not? This year - until this far - has been a great year for either my career life and personal one. So much I can tell but I'm not here to do a 'dear diary' thingy. I just want to form an outline of this year to another word besides wicked, that is "Alhamdulillah" :)

The holy Ramadhan is coming (again) and we can still experience it once more. A month full of chances, bonuses, cheerfulness in a way everybody likes and longing to. In a way of controlling our destructed, buried emo soul and the evilish ego mind. It is time when each person is given a chance to make themselves a better person not just mundanely, but particularly spiritually as well with consciousness in its upmost level.

Sadly, again for the second time in my life I won't be spending Ramadhan with my beloved mommy because she has to be in my hometown - West Sumatera - to take care of my granny which is still in her lowest shape. I think (and hoping) that this year I will be readier to this situation rather than the previous year.

I sincerely ask you apologize for I have done wrong. Let's rock this holy month without any anger and grudge that are still smoldering behind those fake smiles. Let's kill the fakes. Happy fasting, buddies

Reach out the actual sobriety this time.


Tuesday, July 12, 2011


You live happy on your sick rebuttal, collapsing evidences that threatened your critical existence.

Time of prevention is here, you deny to be pounded once again as nothing has left in you but a grimace upon your face for seeing the invisible dagger stabbing right through your chest and letting it ripping you to pieces. You have given pain a pleasure of your company for letting it stay.

How sad is it, when misery takes control of your trite life, leaving you powerless to even say 'no!'? You feel you have had an achievement to build your bunker to shield your compound from angry twister, but you never really realized that you actually have sent it to the edge before it bursts and shatters right inside your heart.

You never really own a life cause you never know how to keep your belonging. And when the time screams right before your eyes, as they're finally open... Everything has come to its closure.

Thus, the penetrating of the actual equanimity will be mine. All mine.