Rare Smile

Today, this afternoon, I finally could smile the I smiled a long time ago. I was happy and I still am. I honestly miss this kinda smile of mine. It is rare, seriously rare. A smile with a weird feeling which creeps my whole body and fantasy. Alhamdulillah, thank you Ya Allah, for giving this smile back to me. Thank you…


Punya kompor, tapi beli makan di luar.
Punya mesin cuci, tapi masih ngelaundry.
Punya kasur, tapi tidur di lantai.
Punya rumah, tapi sering di kantor.
Punya kipas angin, tapi sering buka baju.
Punya makanan di kulkas, tapi jarang dibuka.
Punya orang yang disukai, tapi masih ngobrol sama tembok.

Riddle of you

Hey you, what do you mean? Saying thing like that, I am still unsure about what you meant. Well, I once heard heard that, yet I still do not know how to respond to it. Please make this more clear. I am sorry if I responded it wrongly. I did not mean to.

Too much is not good

Sometimes, seeing too much is not good. It takes all the surprises in life. Honestly, experiencing the same thing all over and over again bores us. You know what, some people still enjoy it. If you can’t smile together with them, at least just smile seeing when they are laughing.

Life is precious because it is finite

Nothing can erase the pain of losing someone you love. You carry it with you for the rest of your life, however long that might be. The best you can hope for is that over time, the wound begins to heal. But no matter how strong we are, no matter how hard we fight, the scar always stays with us.

What keeps us alive, more important than blood or oxygen, or even love is hope

Henry Morgan