Thursday, October 30, 2008

The Sound

I was walking home from work. The same route i take everyday, past the houses and up the hill. But something felt different that day. My heart told me to turn left.

It was a small park, I walked on a path, stepping dried leaves, making cracking sounds under my feet. No one was around. I reached an opening, there was a red staircase going down. I've seen it before on my walks to and from work, but i never knew where it started nor ended.

I sat down on the steps. It was a beautiful view. The evening sun was peeking through the tall trees. I could see Unisel, my new home, I saw houses way beyond, near Bkt Cherakah. The sky was a pale blue waiting for the light to change. But it wasn't the view that caught me. It was the sound. The most beautiful sound I've ever heard. I closed my eyes and listened. I listened with all my heart.

Felt the wind blew the hair off my face. It blew through the trees, and through the leaves.... the rustling of the leaves. The wind kept blowing. All I could hear were the leaves brushing against each other creating a song so beautiful, it filled my ears and sung in my heart. Never have I heard such a beautiful sound, it was loud but it was lulling, strong but calming. Only the Creator can make such music. Truly God is Great.

The wind kept blowing, I let it all in. It was all around me. For a moment, I was flying. I let it all go.


High atop the trees, in my secret little garden
Where the wind blows, through the rustling of the leaves
Flickering sunlight peeking through
The wide evening sky

I close my eyes and face the wind
listening to all the zikir around me
praising the Greatness of the Creator
the most beautiful sound
often unheard
seldom realised

The light is changing soon
Oh how I love this!
Just leave me be
I'm flying

I wish you were here beside me
basking in His Love
I want you here with me
in silence
to hear what I'm hearing now
to feel what I'm feeling now

I want you with me
Can I rest my head on your shoulder?
I dream we share these moments one day
The beauty of it all

I want you here with me
just to hear the rustling of the leaves
atop the trees
where the wind blows

In silence, I could fall asleep and it wouldn't matter.

Monday, October 27, 2008

cuppatea

feels like home with a cuppatea
away from anarchy
beaches, trains and rooftops
my secret garden
to write and read
to learn to travel to dream
to fly
warmth in the eye
melting insides
how long
might never be
just revel in the now
so effortless
just fit
like its been there all along
wanderings of a dreamer
there is a clap
or two?
here and now
wait, just wait
maybe
hope
pray
how?
uncertain
in heaven maybe
lets fly
lets soar
lets sit in slumber
in silence
in dreams and in nightmares

wishful thinking...
wishful thinking.

Thursday, October 23, 2008

a moment that felt like forever

happy, happy.... *irin, wipe that silly smile on ur face*

*jumping for joy, woohoo!*

*giddy grin like schoolgirl*

*singing out loud with eyes closed*

*sheepish grin during random moments*

*blushing on the inside*

*feet off the ground*

...sigh.... if only...

Saturday, October 11, 2008

Fatal Flaw by South Jordan

I'm currently hooked on xfresh fm, and this song keeps playing in my head and it hit certain strings in my heart. I'm not sure why xfresh plays them as they claim to play 100% Malaysian music and on myspace says these guys are from the US. Don't know maybe one member is frm Malaysia.... I don't care, i just love the song.

The band is called South Jordan and the song is Fatal Flaw which is a single from their album Only Halfway.

You can watch them on youtube and listen to the song on myspace
http://www.southjordanmusic.com or http://www.myspace.com/southjordanmusic


FATAL FLAW

They told me be careful
They said be weary of you
They warned: persistence is the fatal flaw
I find myself waiting
I find myself hoping that you’d
One day fall into my open arms

But it’s okay, you can just call me friend
Even though I mind, I’ll just take the back seat again
Cuz in the end, I’m here
In the end just sit and stare
Seasons change, now making way
As I’m just waiting, waiting, waiting for you

I’ve been here a time or two
Trying to fight the dying breath
Why is every step I take so damn hard
I got some battle wounds from this
I got the sinking feeling in my skin
I’m getting tired of the night
I’m waiting for your light

But it’s okay, you can just call me friend
Even though I mind, I’ll just take the back seat again
Cuz in the end, I’m here
In the end just sit and stare
Seasons change, now making way
As I’m just waiting, waiting, waiting for you

But it’s okay, you can just call me friend
Even though I mind, I’ll just take the back seat again
Cuz in the end, I’m here
In the end just sit and stare
Seasons change, now making way
As I’m just waiting, waiting, waiting for you
As I’m just waiting, waiting, waiting for you
As I’m just waiting, waiting, waiting for you

They said be weary of you
They warned: persistence is the fatal flaw.

Friday, October 10, 2008

I am a teacher and this is my lesson

As always with love, there is heartbreak

Last, I told you about my newfound love, my students

Well now I’m going to tell you, how easily they break my heart
They broke me today, to pieces
What did they do? Ask me.
The worst thing you could do to me as a teacher…….
Is not coming to my class.

U didn’t do your homework, I just get mad,
U do it wrongly, I can lovingly correct you,
U arrive late, I can laugh at your excuses (u always hve one anyway)
U misbehave, sometimes I punish you
Any other way, I‘d just get angry or annoyed
Even then, it would just subside when I start teaching

But not coming at all….
U hurt me inside and made me sad
I am here to teach you
And teaching, I love most
You won’t even let me teach you
If you’re listening, this is how much it hurts

For every lesson, I pour my heart out
In preparing how best to teach you
To share with you what I know
So that you may have that knowledge too

I spend my time, cracking my brains,
On how best to let you learn
So that you understand and feel excited and love towards knowledge

I worked hard to prepare your projects,
Wake up in the middle of the night, startle in the middle of the day
Researching and thinking
On how to capture your imagination
Ignite your interest
And spark you with inspiration

So that you might find learning and knowledge fun
A valuable experience that you would remember
And be able to help you in your life
To seek knowledge wherever you may be
On your own

Because what makes a teacher most happiest
Is when her students become better people, better human beings
What makes a teacher happy
Is when you use what you learnt for your own benefit
What makes a teacher happy
Is when you cross a hurdle, rise up to a challenge
No matter how great or little
The joy is in seeing you try, then when you get the prize
And even when you don’t
Your teacher sees that you have gone just one step further than when you started

Your teacher asks for nothing in return
No gratitude nor reward

A teacher’s greatest reward is
When you are able to know yourself and believe in your own abilities
And see you go a lot further than she could ever go
Even though at the end
Your teacher is what you leave behind

But the knowledge and wisdom will always be with you
For as long as you live and keep using it
And that is a prayer, for your teacher

My beloved students
Learning and knowledge is not about the highest score
Or who has the best work
Understand that, YOU are my artwork, YOU are my masterpiece.
Learning and knowledge is about how YOU are as a person
It is about you, making choices, making your own decisions for your own life.

And my reason for being here, is just as a messenger
I can only show you the way
But you have to walk your own way

What a teacher teaches is not just skills,
Skills, you may forget them
But more importantly a teacher teaches values that help you make your own choices and for you to believe in those choices and to believe in yourself

So that is what makes the difference
Between a learnt person and one who isn’t
Is their ability an making good choices

So my dear students, stop hurting me
Just turn up for my class

I am a teacher and class is dismissed.