Sometimes I have glimpses of how blessed I am.
The words above provides such instance for me. I read it and thought, “Hey, I am like that.” I live in a big packed city, work to make ends meet, and face various incidents in life, but I am like what the post says.
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Ah rasa itu muncul lagi
Layak molekul cairan yang entropinya meningkat saat dipanaskan
Berkecamuk. Bergejolak
Terjadi setiap aku merasa senang dan semangat
Karena mencicip sesuatu yang kusuka
Memalingkanku dari-Mu
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There was something I have just noticed about myself. I seem to have a(n even) lower treshold for small talks. Perhaps small talks is not the correct term.
What I mean is that I am not inclined to be in a conversation where we do not talk about what matters – to each of us at the moment. Continue reading
There was a question posed several days ago: If money is no object, what would you do?
I am happy to find out that my response to the question is: “I would do the same things I am doing now – but magnified. And without any worries.”
“Without any worries.” Isn’t that interesting?
Might write more later. But this will do for now.
Life is always set to bring us a feast of experiences – each time with different colour, flavour and texture. There is always something to sit with, to bring about smiles and tears from the heart.
This is a short post to dearly acknowledge that help is everywhere. As and when I need it, help is always extended, gladly, whole-heartedly, and lightly. Always.
I thank all the angels in my life for this. I thank God, too. I thank you.
And you, know that you don’t have to go through this alone.
Earlier this month (of Ramadhan), I was inspired to write a blog post a day. I didn’t ask why. I just did it. So far I have been doing okay, skipping only one day, which I intend to make up the month after.
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A couple of months ago, I was asked to write an article for magdalene.co. I did. The editor asked if I could provide a short bio to go with the article. It took me a while to write it.
That was when I realised, I could not write me as “a communications specialist” anymore.
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