Monday, August 25, 2014

Iceland: Part 2

Bismillah...

Waaaa... It took me so long to finally continue with part II.. Penuh kisah jiwa jiwa seja... It has been quite confusing in my position, you know hahaha

Nway... Aku hutang Tasmania-NZ-Indochina-Africa...

Kalo mau tanya apa2 feel free to email ye... kalo tunggu blog ku ni memang nda membantu la hahaha

So.... on our first day, the journey was like this

Reykjavik - Skogafoss - Jokulsarlon Glacier Lagoon - Overnight in Vagnsstadir

Not much, right? These are the main attractions that we aimed for but actually you can make a lot of random stops. The ethereal beauty of the diversity of this piace of land will never cease to amaze you. We were driving for hours surrounded by nothing but the yellowish tundra that looks ironically solemn yet the bright colour mosses captivated me throughout the journey...



And there were countless numbers of waterfalls that didn't make it to the attraction list but left us dazed anyway. They made us ran out of the car and resign to the frigid temperature just for some nice shots of the surreal landscape.



And we were also allured to stop at this waterfall on the roadside. And after we got back to Malaysia, we got really excited to find lots of pictures of this waterfall taken by professional travelers and photographers. We had this, "OMG! I saw that with my own eyes.. And stood right in front of it!" feeling haha


Dan akhirnya sampai juga kami di Skogafoss..


You can actually climb up the hill to see the stream on top..  And stop in the middle to take a picture like below hahaha. There's actually a path that leads closer to the waterfall mid-climb. So close that you can actually feel the water spray and that's why the background there looks so misty.


Or a picture like this

We had our lunch here because the car park was very convenient and they have a public toilet nearby. And after that we head to Glacier Lagoon which I think about 1-2 hours drive from here..


Ok sekali lagi gambar aku sedang buat Milo...



On our way, we stopped at this place out of curiosity. It's just weird to see those formations on the ground. Well, actually, long long time ago there was a farm in this area which was destroyed by which was believed to be the first eruption of the volcano Katla. So this is what's left of the farm to this day. 

Speaking about volcanic eruption.. Below are the pictures of some part of  Route 1, the highway we are using.



Okay, nothing much to see hahaha Well actually, back in 2010, there was still a long bridge as part of this route. In fact, it was the longest in Iceland. However, there was a glacial outburst flood that year. In layman term, as I understand it, there was a volcanic eruption beneath the icy glacier that cause the glacier to break and melt and caused a huge flood that destroyed the bridge. There are still small bridges around but I don't know whether they are part of the former or a newly built ones. And you can also see some crooked steels along the road which are the remains of the old bridge.

I was very intrigued by that fact, you know. I watched the video shown in Skeftafell twice just to see how huge the flood was.

Dan kami pon sampai di Jokulsarlon~


Bersambung..
 Ngantok ok.. promise.. Aku post pasal attractions in Part 3 (^^)

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

What He Doesn't Know; Final Chapter. Titik Noktah

Bismillah...

*This is fiction*

Dear He-Who-Doesn't-Know,

It's been weeks since I last hear from you. I hope you're doing well and happy with your upcoming life-changing affair. I'm doing good as usual although work has been a little bit hectic lately.


I've been thinking a lot about myself, you and us (if there was ever an 'us'). It's just funny how things are fated between us. How we have met and become close to each other in an unexpected manner. Well, it was unexpected for my part. How I'd intuitively felt that there was going to be a story between me and this name on the drug chart when I first saw your stamp two years ago. How I'd felt that meeting you felt like a deja vu. And how a glimpse of your crooked smile gave a strange feeling that left me confused for many months after that.


With much confusion on my side, I'd chose to pull away. To see whether you will come back or not because I always believe that what is destined to be mine will eventually be. That  strange feeling could have been mere infatuation but I finally found out that it was not. You came back alright, but I guess it was decreed that we meet again at the wrong time because you were already taken by another.


If you thought that I was just another woman who fancies you for your looks, your title, your social status and whatnot, you're wrong. If so, I wouldn't have noticed how your face changed when that old guy left our table that evening in our friend's wedding. I wouldn't notice that there was something bothering you inside when we were on our way back from our last dive. I wouldn't felt so broken when I hear your croaked voice at the other end of the line that morning when I called to check if you were okay or not. And I wouldn't still be your friend even when I know there's nothing to me if I stay.


People told me that I should stay away from you and everything that reminds me of you. But I chose the opposite because I know it won't work on me. It will work if I only see you as another potential suitor but you are what I like to call my second love. Through experience, I learn that love is not just a feeling, it's a verb. It's an act where you want to make the other person to be happy. It's not something that you can easily suppress. That's why I'd said yes to all the things that I said yes to because I want you to be happy and I know I'm strong enough to withstand what's unrequited. After all, you can't break what's already broken. That's just how strong a healed heart could be. And for all the things that I'd said yes to, I want you to know that there were no regrets at all on my side.


I don't know if you notice that I keep stealing glances when you were seating on the red sofa. It was just hard to believe that you were where you were at that time. And when I was surrounded by the smell of vanilla and leather seat of your white stallion, I'd never imagine that to ever happen too. And when I text you before you flew to the faraway land, I just can't muffle the strong urge to know whether you're going or not. And when your name appeared on my phone screen after two weeks of silence, although the message was not exclusively directed to me, I was relieved that you're safe and sound in the faraway land.


Sometimes I do wonder whether all your actions, simple gestures and all the time spent were solely out of friendship or something more. Perhaps we are what's called asymptotes, who can get closer and closer to each other but never together. I guess, I will never know whether there is ever a space in your heart for me or not. But what I do know it's not my hand that you choose to hold.


I'd prepared long ago that you won't be mine. I'm doing fine and moving on with life; pursuing other things that matter. Thank you for letting me realize that I am capable to love again. Thank you for the happiness, for the experience and for the laughter. I'm thankful that our paths crossed each other and I want you to know, the best thing is, remembering you makes me smile and not cry. I'll wait for my last love because I do believe if I could love you this much when you're not the right one,  it must be even more incredible when I finally meet The One. I'll pray for your happiness. I always do....

P.S.
I lied to you about the meaning of nakupenda









Wednesday, August 6, 2014

Acceptance

Bismillah

Another Facebook status....
I really want to update but I'm like freakin' busy at work and I have no energy left to do real stuffs after work...
I just wanna lie down and read.....
And leave status like this on my wall hahaha


The wisdom of adversity often breeze in long after it had passed...
We see things differently, React discerningly...
Placing rational expectations on things we knew we have no power on...
We learn to split happiness into small chunks and not position one object as a central...
So, if one object is lost, we still have many reasons to be happy about...

This world and its content could be cruel at times,
But we live only once... So lets just roll with the punches...
When one battle is over, regardless whether we are the winner or the loser,
Life leave us with no choice but to stand again...
Because there will surely be another battle...