Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Laos; Mac 2015!

Assalamualaikum..


 Sa bai dee from Laos!!!! (^^)/

As you can guess from my previous post, just right below this one, February and most of March haven't been the best time for me

Many things happened and one particular event even made me reevaluate my future plans and sort of got it all off course. Walaupon ada sedikit rasa mo strangle the confounding factor, but then I must be positive that there must be something good to this...

Anyway, let me tell you a little bit about this trip although we are actually just on our 3rd day 

When I said we are going to spend 8 days in Laos, people were like "What are you going to do there that long?"

Truth is 8 days is not enough unless you just wanna spend it Vientianne and Vieng vang which are less than 6 hours car journey from each other.
We opt to go to the Souhern part of Laos and currently I'm lazing in a small cafe set on the bank of Mekong River. It was raining since sunrise so here we are... 

It took us 16 hours just to get from Vientianne to Pakse. Well we wanted to take the sleeper bus at first but since we were already at the station at 11 am so we decided to take the local bus which was supposed to be a 12 hours journey.


*this part was written in Pakse*


So how did we end up spending 16 hours on the bus? Kamu tengok la tu kobis berapa banyak.. Ada motosikal lagi..
This is the most flexible bus service that I've ever encountered.  They don't only take passengers but do errands as well. We stopped many times along the way to pick up packages and parcels (^^")

And yang paling nda bole blah...Bole ni driver brenti sejam lebih to help out his friend whose bus broke down by the side of the road. Tinggi btol sikap tolong menolong...

We arrived in Pakse around 4am and surprisingly there was this hotel which has no lights on and still opened, as claimed by the driver. I was reluctant at first because the sliding door was neatly shut but when I try to slide it open, it was unlocked!

A guy was sleeping underneath a mosquito net and we woke him up... Paid $8 for a 2 single bed fan room. Showered and dozed off for a bit and hit for the 4000 islands.

Okla... Mau smayang maghrib... Will continue this when I'm free..




Monday, March 9, 2015

~Gangguan Emosi~

Bismillah...

I'm feeling a bit emotionally unstable today due to several reasons... And I was telling myself maybe I could write something on my blog.. Who would read it anyway? But then when I looked at my recent blog traffic, there were 1000+ visit last month. Thus I will try to write this as subtle as I can.....


Part I


"She was awakened by the piercing sliver of sunlight that fell on her eyes. "I should've woke up earlier," she thought. She packed her things and set out in an easy and smooth trot. She was in no hurry to reach her destination but she wanted to start earlier on to get the glimpse of the velvet sky in the break of dawn that she love very much. She love it how the daylight victoriously claim it's place from darkness to its full glory. Turning the dark into velvet, then come the blinding tangerine and finally revealing the stunning azure. She thought that's how a human spirit should face challenges in life. Become the sun. Become her own light that uncovers the beauty that lies underneath every trial and tribulation.

Her mind drifted to the day when she faced the treacherous trader of the dessert. He was a man of power whose wants and desires cannot be denied, does whatever he please and oppresses the weak. On that fateful day, she saw a huge crowd at the entrance of the village market. Curious; she trudged her way through and found there was a woman of old age in the middle with her hands and legs tied. And next to her stood the treacherous trader of the dessert spilling words of ridicule, trampling the woman's dignity and honour. Nobody dare to interfere; the huge throng of people was only there to watch, listen and not offer help. She stepped out of the crowd into the middle of the ring and said "This has to stop!" And that was how she became an outcast. There was never a day that she regretted what she did. Because when she screamed the four words, all heads turned to her and so does the fury of the treacherous trader of the dessert. All attention was on the girl, the first ever person who stood against who is believed to be invincible..."


Part II

This one is going to be the straightforward part...
I am seriously tired of people asking me why am I not married yet... And I'm also tired of people trying to match me with people... And I'm saddened by the fact that nowadays if I get along with some guys who might have the same hobbies and interest as I am, people and even the guys I'm friends will think I'm on the hunt and as if my eyes are on them...

Belahlah dadaku.. Sunggoh tiada niat sebegitu..

I don't have the answer to when... Neither do I have the answer to why... I'm just not the kind who will go after every guy that seems like a potential suitor and woo them... And I'm not the kind who flirts around either...
I'm not sad because I haven't found someone. I'm sad because I am misunderstood...
Do you know how it feels?
Sakitnya tuh di sinih!


Allah knows best..
Bole tak tanye Allah rather than tanye ai?