A WEEK OF RECHARGED

The soft beauty of the early morning offered comforts or it seems comfortable enough. The stars still shine,and flowers still perfume the air,ahh yes...the smells of neighbours cooking nasi lemak,chicken curry and oh dear..did I smell kurma as well...Like a slap in the face in a way...it makes both of us hungry....

We did everyday..twice..walking without fail.We didn't loose weight..probably the penimbang iteew rosak.Imtiaz said,buy digital lah kak...oka..next month's budget...but I think we've burnt a few calories..hehehe

Our time spent together..Inhale..exhale...inhale...exhale...full of love....

1000hrs ~ My daughter drove back to campus

1130hrs ~ Reached Seremban Highway....

1500hrs ~ Arrived safely at Skudai...

Alhamdulilah...

THOSE WERE THE DAYS...

Those were the days where we could eat together,holiday together,fishing together and cooking together.

How come I didn't even remember of not finishing this diary?maybe it's not too late..after all we are still us and we are still here.....

There's a lot of things in my mind and I wish I could write the whole thing in here but I hold on to it for a little while until the situations are back to normal.

Today as I opened my facebook an old friend found me...and I'm glad. It seems that when you're not getting younger everyday..you just need to know how's your friends doing..your teachers who taught you in school and becoming what you are now...are they all still alive? are they doing well?..if so, it's okay but what if it isn't? how are we to know?...

I sincerely hope to hear more from friends and teachers...not because we want to go into the window of our past..it's just nostalgic..a memory. Although I tried to bury my past.... I felt it's a burden sometimes.