Wednesday 24 December 2014

elope

when i learnt the meaning of the word 'elope', i wonder how stupid a loving couple can be.

today, i understand them. the moment i saw you, i just wanted to elope with you. i wanted to shout at you 'lets leave this messed up life! let go somewhere where we dont have to think about our problems! lets do things before we die!'. i just somehow felt like i want to grab your hand and go somewhere far from this world.

i think thats how the couple feel when they decided to elope. and i strongly believe that this feeling doesnt come to some random people in your life. it must be the people who you really love and want to risk your life with her/him.

and i guess that maybe it is because that i love you.

dedicated to all my best friends. i want to travel with you guys.


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recently, my mind went so stiff to the extend i can be a robot and be a very despicable person. i was  so stress to the extend that i imagined my school was a very beautiful beach and my students were those aloha girls. i want to travel, i want to have vacations, i want to travel around the world, overseas, like what mubarak did. i need to.

Monday 22 December 2014

blank canvas

she was sitting on the very same chair looking at the blank canvas. squishing her brain for some ideas. she took her glass beside, sipping the plain water. the brush was on the table untouched. her mind was not hers at that time.

the faces flashed inside her head. those eyes full of disgust and loath looking at her. even a blind person can read the eyes. they told her how stupid was she. they didn't have to tell her by words. she could see the reflection of brainless person inside of their eyes.

she can't do anything right. she came back to her sense. she put down the glass. the brush was taken, gripped tight by her blazing fingers. the brush stained with colours. all of her body suddenly flamed with feelings. the blank canvas started to filled with colours.

after a few hours, she put down the brush. she breathed heavily and her eyes stared static on the canvas. she wiped the sweat that flowed down her face.

but all she could see was a blank canvas.

_al-fateh, 22nd december 2014_

if only i could be like Park Shi On in Good Doctor, genius with savant syndrome, it'd be great. haha