Prose - Red Sky .and. Vanilla Sleeve – Myth of a Loving Kind

Watching the drizzling day was like a day of a captured flash, with an extrovert of inner spree. I got to whittle every written songs in my friends’ lyrics, full with established connotation, with unsightly legitimacy, more likely are people loathe of ‘around the bushes’. Red seems to be a crimson color that I could define as a limitless ablaze and aflame zeal of one’s heart, it keeps yearning and deepening the sphere of lusty virtue. One day, I got to see her, wearing a vanilla sleeves… heading towards the hall of books mansion, carrying those mind of her. All she wanted is to be free, like I do… Indeed, a short meeting last forever, I hope. She is one of a kind that God grants to be someone, the loving kind I depict, the smart born I delineate. “Nice to meet you”… Indeed was the first word that she has ever said to me after 5 years living in the orb of English studies. The red sky was the name that I gave her, before we were set apart… Not because of the burning ardor that she has brought, but merely the spirit of courage that a woman could ever bring it, in view of my lurid sight, merely is.  She walks through the wind, through the rage that can never hurt her will and hope… that’s even an odd to describe this peculiarity. I remember the story of The Black Cat by Poe, indeed is so spectacular and out of the blue repulsion. Those walls and bricks that ever built in this rash that we have… merely for us two. Well, I could have murdered the intellectualism that she brought along her way to the edge of grandeur. I sigh. Upon the deliverance of a young man who proclaimed to love her as she is, neither promises nor dying words of oath would be kept in the end. I deem, undoubtless. There goes vanilla sleeve, my other shoulder’s hope, one that God grants her to be the goddess of beauty in my voluptuous vista after my God and family. My first word to her sweet bash sight, merely was ‘hi, how are you?”… She brought all the jaw-breaker and becoming one the blue night that my eyes could have ever had. It was once; we lay in the bed together, like a young angel, caught up in each other giggles and smiles. Those hallow moments, pushes me beyond the one and only… sweetest dream in her arms.  She’s the fire while I’m the copse that she could burn anytime… I question it within my solemn bale voice of wondering hearts. She would leave me, one day, not now but anon, in the saccharine dearth. 

Prose - Beauty Walker

There was a day... when I start walking in the ruthless blocks of sight.view.panoramic skies. Its like the road not taken, I suppose. Indeed there is a beautiful love story that I speak with the clouds of love that drift me away, far away... like the perfume that drives me upon your beauty. There are lots to tell and speak about beauty. It has no subject but merely the objective of achieving it. That's beyond what we always known as deceiving beauty. All the memories and joy meant to bond in the shelter of a love hunter.  Alas, I need you as much as you will need me in the those frameless time. 

Prose - The Prodigy of Missing Pieces in Love

Hardly to describe, honestly... God knows, better indeed. Human is so imperfect that no one can understands.ponders.wanders upon someone's intentions of love. Trust me, when I go to sail the sea of love, beyond necessity, you could find, each one of us is different.odd.peculiar in loving towards each other. Like a sword craves to be lain on a bona-fide shoulders. I would want to love somebody like that, but the real fact of this temporary life, we can never get over God's love... yeah, He's the only one who deserves that loads of misses and loves towards our loved ones. When I mentioned about bringing God into the love of two people, it means whatever we feel, will always turn out something, depends. If we love somebody merely of his/her appearance.sexiness.hotness then we will get the errand of a bad turn out, if it's merely for one and only HIM, then everything would be turn out just perfect.enviless.without hatred and jealousy, all clean. Again, we are all in the midst of imperfectness, for heaven is our pluperfect city, for eternity we will be meeting God. Love indeed impersonates the feelings of the beholder, regardless of a storm and a sun dry, it will always be there, incarnates to be the flower in the oasis. Those brittle and blatant sphere of its own, will never be decease and dissipate the true love of Eden. Well, perhaps I should enamored the passion and lease the mind that always allude in those lurid sight of a rash emoticon. There will be always missing pieces in love, foregone with wynd of soul, a hiss with the iridescent shutters of life. 

Momentous Moments - Post-Convo Shoot with Friends

Well... it was Sunday. Robe returning day actually. We were having some photographic moments in most 'towns' of UIA, we went to Rectory Building, Library, Dell and last at Azman Hashim Complex. I was so happy indeed and can't get out of my head when I started to recall the moments of enjoying the pose plus jumping. It was a hot sunny sunday and I have almost wet my turquoise kurung... man, I guess I was in the heat of bountiful happiness day hehehe :D It was infact our day... Wanek, Ana, Husna, Hamim, Jannah, Aini, Fara, Sue and me plus Yan *last session*.  

It was a 'bit' crowded in the robe room but yeah it was not bad as the day of collecting the robe ! 

All the pictures  were taken perfectly masyAllah... :) credited to my special friend a.k.a ladygrapher Wanek <3 Thanx a mill. and indeed it was really a sweet moment to have you for the post convo shooot *exceptionally intrigued by your spirit and enthusiasm*... :)

I got to meet my roomates during matriculation IIUM, Ab and Mul.. :) missing them !

Hopefully this moment will last until we all get married *hehe* :D 

These are some of the moments : -

our Ladygrapher :D

A Cute Card from A Beautiful Lady

Just after I pay mom a visit, I went to uia, visiting my special friend *my benl senior who is actually doing her master*. We were having talk, chat and so on, its been a long time I didn't meet her *whatever*... We 'r just met in the bustop, coz its getting late, but we can see that many cars were around and saw some graduates having night photoshoot at the rector building *favourite spot of mine*. She gave me a cute card *convo congratulate* , a mini russian chocolate,a key chain *ain* and a hug hehehe :D   Thank Q. !! Can't wait to see your master's convo yeayyy !

 Its really cute !!! LOL... t.Q Sana'

Visiting Mom

Its Wedensday, October 12. Night after 7pm, I went to pay a visit for mom and brought her blouse, tissues and scarf. Its the day she has done with the knee therapy and small operation of inserting the tiny camera into her knee. Doctor had to inject her back spine for sedative, she mentioned how she felt at the moment : felt like dying, everything went numb... sedative is strong tho. Its scared me ! For right now, she is still on the bed of PUSRAWI. Hopefully she could discharge today. Indeed my cat go bonkers without my mom ... Ya Allah, release her pain as You are the only who heals. Ameeeen

10.10.11 - Momentous C-DAY

Under the sky light, this is the moment when I got to open up myself to be proud.ego.arrogant that me.friends.strangers will stride the chiming hallway of CAC. No feelings can I depict, it is merely an elation of a day where you can feel the nerves are witnessing this to be happened.  There are so much adore, booming and it’s like a vibe that running through the rivers of borne. To the red altar we shall land ourselves.

 My mom and my sister... yang telah ditinggalkan seorang diri. huahua :P

termasam muka ke papa ? hahaha

That day was an eventful for me and the rest of my friends, too bad that I don't bring along my mobile phone into the hall LOL. My parents weren't around for as I believe they will pray for my smoothness in my walk of taking the scroll *manage to snap a pic with them*, my sister was... there for me, she's the youngest one in my family, never thought she would agree to be the audience on that day alone *thought of this would be teaching her to become more independent* anyway, Im not that cruel and that's why I asked her to sit with Aini's parents... hehe kan Cik Aini? 

This is the successful independent 15 years old lady - my youngest sister :) Thank you for been there for me :D

I was lining up myself with Sarah Khairuddin (junior), Salina (junior), Siti fatimah, Hamim, Qayyim, and my badminton lover Hajar in the 17th row, it was amazing to have Kak Ani, to manage our rows, OMG, I gotta tell you she is really professional, she 'fix' my head cover, she take cares of Hajar parents who are going to be late to enter the hall, my she's the best, although she seems 'garang', she is delightly responsible... We are so happy that we got female rector for the Day, Dato' Dr. Zaleha Ismail. Everyone was pleased to see her on that day, receiving the scrolls, having a handshake *for all this while are male rectors I think* so its our row turn to 'dive' into a pool of nerves breaking uwaaa... we met Kak Ida, our former DELL lady - everyone's favourite. we have took some of the pics by the committee, I was blinked my eyes to the audience in an almost reach up the staircase, I saw Miss Aishah, the sweetest lecturer, she managed to take a snap of us :) 

Was taken by Miss Aishah :)

Wow.. it was my turn, I had my smile towards Dr. Zaharah Pilus as well as Dr. Maskanah, *I can tell my face can't stop smiling* even towards the representative of kuliyyah ... I got to turn my posture to the audience once I touch the blue book, kachinggg ! kiss Dr.Zaleha's hands and Thnx hehe... there I went, stride slowly like a female model hahaha... It was freaking nervous Oh my... huuuu :P there goes my breath away. As I sat, I was like, oh my, I wana do it again, standing in front of the audience and smile the whole world. Its end up with the presentations of Bachelor Degree's Sociology and Pyschology. I was looking for my sister in the hot burning crowd.. Aini and Fara gave me a cute roses.. I cud only met Bieha, Has, Febrina, Nawal and so many but I didn't get to meet my wonderful VIP friends Wanek, Husna, Jannah, Ida, and the rest huhuhu. I hope I will see them again Inshallah... Oh my, I was kept on flushing my sweat in the robe, but thank god, I have my attar as my whole day savior hehe. I guess I broke my heels hahaha... So me and my sister went to the toilet, took off everything the hood and the hat, just to release my heat... I can't help myself, the heat was boiling in me, and at last, ruthless peace in my head - severe headache for the whole day !

In a severe headache + hotness of a day *zul kat belakang* LOL

So we sat in the cold frigidity of rector building *my spot actually*. We sat and snap some sweet pics at the comfortable temp. So we waited till my dad came and fetched me after his long way turn from PUSRAWI. 

 

The last snappy snap before leaving UIA.

Later at that night, I managed to drive and pay my mom a visit after a long peaceful nap with a lil headache and fever... We had a night tale before she went to sleep. Shafakillah Ya ummi, innAllaha Maaki. :)

That's for now. :)