السلام عليكم و رحمة الله و بركاته
(Peace be upon you.)

31.10.14

/ One Hundred & Thirty Five

"If I'm to fall-
Would you be there to applaud,
Or would you hide behind them all?

'Cause if I am to go
In my heart you grow
And that's where you belong."

- Oasis, I'm Outta Time.

30.10.14

0134

Engagement


Time will prove that her beauty matches the wind
that blew between the mountains of snow
and the waves of the bluest seas
that made the mortal-est of mortals 
immortal to the sorrow of everything 
he had left behind;
with naught but the hope of returning
home to the ones that bore more 
hopes and dreams that will someday
be fulfilled 
or relinquished
by new
hopes.

Love, is bounded by the hope that
someday new gardens will be planted with blooming flowers
sprouting from the roughness of the earth
that in it contains both the dreams of all mortals 
and the dreams of its own,
so that all of them will continue to give,
and keep on giving,
to those that are in need
of their
love.

And just like the engagement between
the seas and the earth
and the sky and the clouds clouds clouds
and the grasses and the sheep,
they all but share one common thing;
they are all content
with being
tied.

Forever.

27.10.14

/ One Hundred & Thirty Three

The Hate list:
Airport Version

24. Personal playlists on high volume.. in public, when you know better not to crank the sound up. (Or you don't, because I just caught ya.)

My personal opinion is that not everybody wants to listen what you do. Ok maybe some do (slim chances), but maybe not that loud. Respect public ears. Newsflash, we have earphones now in 2014. Yey.

It so happened that my flight was delayed on my way back to the campus area. I scanned the environment for better seats while waiting to board because even on better days I.. possibly still do not want to hear loud ancient Chinese music (not being racist.. at all, trust me) from an uncle and his retro-looking in-lap boombox.. but meh, to no avail (refer point 25).
His wife had this "hey world I no care" look so I guessed that perhaps she recently purchased a pair of earplugs. Maybe, just maybe, there are better (quieter) ways of recommending good music. Or ok yea, in my case, music.


25. Taking more space than you should. This applies.. for train & bus trips too.

Some people think that their bags are more deserving of seats than you. Which.. is hmm. Hmmm.

Probably it was just a pretty bad day for me. 90% of these flyers had their bags next to them, I had a problem searching for an empty seat because they ignored my "I need a seat" stare.. then quickly averted the tension by rechecking Facebook for new status updates. I had bags on me and with me and I stood by.. making faces hoping 'til eventually somebody gives up. Of course until I hinted to sit next to this couple, who were too, at that time, waiting for a delayed flight.

That was before the retro Uncle came into cue.

/ One Hundred & Thirty Two

"No one.. is as lucky as us."

- Paramore, Where The Lines Overlap.

24.10.14

/ One Hundred & Thirty One

I fear the chance
Of dying of heartbreak
Then friends grow adrift
Lost and forgotten

I fear the ending
Whereby I stand
To guard the feelings
Of none, but my own

I fear the aching
Of total ignorance
A sail away from God
Favoring the unwritten

I fear my own faults
They're all of me
Every vein
And every bone

/ One Hundred & Thirty

"There's no need to worry 
when you see just where we're at-"

- Gabrielle Aplin, Please Don't Say You Love Me.

23.10.14

0129

I'm so lucky man, she's just getting cuter by the day.

"You mean her face?"

No, I meant her personality.

"But her face is cute too."

But her personality is cuter. 

/ One Hundred & Twenty Eight

Art isn't supposed to be for show- it's for keeping your feet still. It has to retain the kind of subtlety that speaks how you are doing it to please no heads else but your own. It isn't going to be art if it has arrogance attached to it- few touches of pride, the need for false praises.

But then it only comes to mind that not everyone has, or want- the ability to understand what you have to offer.

To love- requires a little bit of art, too.
And these came from the hands that often resolve to hesitance.

22.10.14

/ One Hundred & Twenty Seven

Engagement

How does one act after affirming to be committed?

I don't know. 

Will things change?

Yes.

Will I change?

Preferably for better endings.

What did I do to deserve this?

You were being yourself- if you weren't, these would be based upon lies. Lies don't stay awake that long. They'll fade to sleep eventually without anybody noticing. So to answer your question- maybe you do.

So are these crafted occurrences meant to arrive at my door?

Yes.

Am I allowed to keep them?

Do you want to?

Would I be able to do so?

As long as you manage to man the monsters in your head, you'd be fine.

Promise?

Promise.

/ One Hundred & Twenty Six

A couple of fortnights before I set my fingers to write these out I caught myself eyeing an elderly couple sometime in some random spot having not a care in the world talking about God knows what- clasping each other's hands for their own.

It wasn't the clasp that captured me- I want patient ears with an extended storage limit- my ramblings may be reaching up to the next missing star in the neighboring galaxy- yes, I hope you won't mind that.

11.10.14

0125

Remember those days when the teacher came in late to class and she went all "why didn't you go and call me at the teachers room" and we went all guilty pretending to hang our heads in our non-existential pit of shame. 

But come to think of it, how was it our fault? How were we supposed to know that the teacher had genuinely forgotten that she was supposed to present herself to teach in the class that she was assigned to? 

We were patiently waiting for her to come, but she didn't. So we thought there must be some extremely important business that she had to attend to that's got her occupied, and obviously we wouldn't want to disturb her. It's the least we ought to do, right? 

It's not like we knew she'd forget. 
I mean, we did wait!

How was it our fault again?

Ha ha. 
Ha. 

2.10.14

/ One Hundred & Twenty Four

I'm electric
I'm in a family full of eccentrics
I('ve) done things he never expected
And he needs more time