some things arent for us to know

death is the beginning

Tuhan kuatkan aku
Lindungiku dari putus asa
Jika ku harus mati
Pertemukan aku dengan Mu

ugly encounter

Today I am on sick leave.
so today i will would like to share a true story which i may have shared bepor.


One hot afternoon some years ago, I was sitting alone at the bustop that is across simlim, near what we now call The Vertex (formerly known as Tekka mall?)
As I have mentioned, it was extremely hot and stuffy, and all I wanted was to dive in a pool and cool myself down with a glass of...erm..melo. I have spent over half an hour helplessly waiting for my kark bus (960). so i was staring blankly into space, with the usual crowd passing by me one by one (heading from the direction that the bus would be coming from).

so you know when you're just staring into space your eyes must eventually land on something even though you know you're not looking at it but thats where your eyes choose to rest on while your mind's elsewhere?

at first i was looking out to the right, the direction where the bus would be coming from, but then i became dazed with all the people walking in front of me and blocking my view, and my eyes eventually landed on this piece of...organ

this person with this exposed genitalia (which i was staring at without realizing it) was walking towards my direction, with me still looking at IT until he has walked past me. all along, my mind was somewhere else, probably cursing the bus for taking so long and making me all drenched in swet. about 5 seconds after he walked past, i suddenly realized that i was staring at a man's extraordinarily large dick.

so i let out a bit of a gasp upon the realization and turned  to the left to where the flasher had walked. unfortunately, just when i turned to him, he also turned around (as if he already knew) and saw me looking at him, and then he gave me a nasty grin. I was alone at the bustop.

And then he stopped in his tracks and walked back to my direction again. he lingered around at the bustop, just behind me. i turned around and he was behind the pillar by the bustop, smiling, hinting that "he's gonna give it to me"
and there he was, with his hands intentionally wagging his rather large..penis.
that was sticking out of his open zipper.

dont ask my why i didnt get up from my seat while i was at the bustop, my nerves probably stopped functioning for a while so they forgot to send messages from my brain to save my bloody ass. i didnt dare to move and have him chase after me. I didnt dare to stay and have him linger and approaching me from behind. I didnt dare to move.

about 15-20 minutes after that (summing up to an hour of waiting), before he finally reached me, my bus arrived and i boarded with shaky legs. my hp rang, i picked it up and it slipped off from my hands that were trembling violently. i didnt dare to look out the window.

I will never forget this incident.

ZH 7

LINK:ZH Litany

In Malay we will exclaim...

saja jer lu Man...letak nama gua kat nick lu.

Abed at his crappiest

i will tell u story and u will sleep

there was a beutiful girl her name was khara

and khara woke up some day and couldnt found her mother shakha

so she look after her mother every where

but khara el hilwa

tired from searching

so she go out

and she found her boy friend qalbun el gamil waitng her

she promised him that they will go to school of khara together

because the israeli attack the school of khara

damn to Israeli

oh no what happen to our smelly school

says khara el hilwa

while she was crying

and with sad face

damn to israeli now i cant use the toilet

what iam going to do with all my khara

Look at this cute innocent face with a corrupted mind. And an equally absurd sense of humor.

Lesson #1: Don't judge a book by its cover.

Lesson #2 : Not all Palestinians are helpless.

Wa'3ala kuli shai'nk kadrun hua

and everything else is beyond our control

Care for a read #2

"One of the most important tactics I have learned in my fight for control over my life is the power of optimism. Yes, this sounds trite, and even I flinch when I hear the O word, but it's not as much of a joke as I thought. Basically, I've learned that nothing in the world -- nothing that happens around us, no piece of news, no event -- is inherently bad or good. They just are. I have an incredible amount of control over my reactions to the world. As a result of depression, I'm used to judging nearly everything as bad, and it's gonna take a lot of work to change thinking habits that I've been using for my entire life. But now, instead of letting myself become a victim, I fight these habits, and I try to let myself believe that things can go my way."

Extract from: CBT = Existentialism? How can happiness result from appreciating the pointlessness of existence?

calm.

To negh: Care for a read? --> "The Ten Days of Dhu’l Hijja: Merits & Striving in Spiritual Works"

better than jihad? subhanallah~~~~~ its like winning a battle without lifting a finger. but of course, jihad within myself...thats the one thing i'm afraid i cant deal.
anyway, maybe for the next ten days i need to try and refrain from being so angsty, hateful, spiteful, and most of all, kongaja.


so i probably wont post any kark and share good things instead. insyaallah!

- m

horny and stupid always go on the same line somehow.

somewhere around Egypt and Syria

 

 

“when I was 14, my greatest advice to the heartbroken was – The world is huge. You don’t know where you will meet “The One”. For all you know, you’ll be exploring some pyramids in Giza and then, meet the love of your life there.” It doesn't have to be person per say, it could after all be JUST an inspiration.
- yours truly,Nurul.

schwing

k is for kark and t is for test. kark test.

- m