It's been a while and a lot had happened. I been thinking of writing an entry but it only come to that, 'only thinking'.
Does my eager or over excitement to blog gone death or maybe this set of rules limited my creative thinking.
Like I used to said to my friend, I would killed myself if I wrote about my life. Laying on the floor in the dark with BlackBerry in my hand trying to put words into phrase I think that no one would even care. I'm already dead.
Today is the first day of Ramadan for the year of 2012. But this is no ordinary year for me. It's the first time of a many years to come (if I live that long) without her.
It's really hard for me to imagine my life without my grandmother. She always there in my whole life. I mean, maybe it's wrong to say this but she's the reason that go home.
I know I haven't said much about her since she pass away last month. And what I been doing the whole week in my hometown after her funeral. There's so many thing going through my mind at that time.
But I had to get back to work so I place that thought safely in a box and kept it save.
This is not the first time that I ever place my feeling a box. I done it a lot of time. I kept it safe inside for as long as I can endure till I had time to deal with it.
Like the time when he went away.
Actually, I don't really need him to tell me that there were someone else. I already knew. I always knew it all along. I just choose not to know.
Maybe that's the reason why I had these so much hatred toward him. The feeling been build all these time. Like a bombshell ready to explode.
But it didn't.
Does my eager or over excitement to blog gone death or maybe this set of rules limited my creative thinking.
Like I used to said to my friend, I would killed myself if I wrote about my life. Laying on the floor in the dark with BlackBerry in my hand trying to put words into phrase I think that no one would even care. I'm already dead.
Today is the first day of Ramadan for the year of 2012. But this is no ordinary year for me. It's the first time of a many years to come (if I live that long) without her.
It's really hard for me to imagine my life without my grandmother. She always there in my whole life. I mean, maybe it's wrong to say this but she's the reason that go home.
I know I haven't said much about her since she pass away last month. And what I been doing the whole week in my hometown after her funeral. There's so many thing going through my mind at that time.
But I had to get back to work so I place that thought safely in a box and kept it save.
This is not the first time that I ever place my feeling a box. I done it a lot of time. I kept it safe inside for as long as I can endure till I had time to deal with it.
Like the time when he went away.
Actually, I don't really need him to tell me that there were someone else. I already knew. I always knew it all along. I just choose not to know.
Maybe that's the reason why I had these so much hatred toward him. The feeling been build all these time. Like a bombshell ready to explode.
But it didn't.
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Yesterday (July 21) was the first day of Ramadan for the year 2012. And I'm on duty that day.
Well, there's nothing much except that I had three assignments from morning till berbuka. When I went to office around 12.30 p.m. after my assignment I got another last minute assignment at Setiawangsa.
Well, that's just great. First day of fasting and I already got four assignment in a day.
However, at the end of the day, my last assignment been cancel. But hey, I'm already there. So I just walk around at Bazaar Ramadan, Jalan Raja Alang, Kampung Bharu, KL.
I also bought Roti John (they taste pretty good) and I got Bubur Lambuk from other people function at Masjid Jamek, Kampung Bharu.
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| BAZAAR Ramadan, Jalan Raja Alang, Kampung Bharu dipenuhi warga kota pada hari pertama puasa. |
Selamat menyambut Ramadan kepada semua. :)
