Before you go to bed tonight;

take that little box marked "travel"
where you put some notes into, every week.
or that picture of the lost love,
you hope to meet again.
take those stardusts,
fairy-wands, sweet nothings-
everything you ever wished of.
Take them all and put them under your pillow.
(Before you go to bed tonight.)
Then try to dream of them.
Drink them. Experience them.
And you'll get immersed in them.

Because ya know,
reality is a long shot by far.

Quote of the day.

"beci wey lok nok exam nih cepat lah maso dop saba aku nok abih exam cepat-cepat bia nok jadi gapo pom aku malah doh duk nunggu lamo weh pah exam nih aku nop tido banyop lamo-lamo toksey bangun doh mu bo efi jange kejuk aku tido deh nati"

-wawa-

Hahaha. sumpah lawak.terima kasih wawa dan efi kerana menceriakan hari saya. Hilang mengantuk.

via .

It feels like meeting an old friend.

"No, this is how it works
You peer inside yourself
You take the things you like
And try to love the things you took
And then you take that love you made
And stick it into some
Someone else's heart
Pumping someone else's blood"

*****

an ancient song,

but still so good to hear.

You know, the thing with words; you can turn it and flip it and twist it around to get the most amazing thing.

Those words,

they came from nothing.

Just got picked out of clear air,

a cluttered space,

or chaotic mess.

Maybe somewhere at the back of our mind.

Then slowly there are sentences,

a passage,

and paragraphs formed.

Something that is not previously there,

suddenly is.

Furthermore,

tangible,

spreadable.

Visible to you and I.

Whatever we created,

becomes our possession.

We are all magicians.

******

and I'm glad that these words are formed the way they are:

When you feel touched,

you
unintentionally
make yourself smaller
because
the impression is so
big.
Your soul gets
skimped
like a sponge
and then there are
tears.

(Rudolf Steiner)

via loveology.

So in touch, yet so removed from everything.

Blame the internet,

if you please.

When we are too busy to look, the flowers; they bloom like crazy.

the photos don't do justice,

but they are brilliant yellow. Glorious, eye-blinding, yellow.

Van Gogh would have fallen in love.

FoodMagic.

Hari ini saya makan Kashmiri Naan untuk lunch,

a) kerana saya ingin 'mencuba somethin new'.

b) kerana Kashmiri Naan sounds "glam" bukan?

dan setelah saya menunggu dgn anxious nya. order saya sampai terakhir sekali.

selepas...

i) gobi manchurian (cauliflower goreng tepung kuah cili, sounds odd tapi sedap. sungguh.)

ii) grilled fish (tapi cumalah ikan goreng dgn hiasan bawang merah dipotong mayang.hampeh.)

iii)chili chicken with gravy.

iv)tandoori chicken-half portion

v)cheese naan dan;

vi) drums of heaven (oh, nama makanan ini memang gah. don't scratch your head though, ia hanyalah 'chicken drumstick' sahaja. Nama lain: chicken lollipop)

semasa kashmiri naan dihantar, first impression saya:

ohh. seperti sedap, ada naan with ubi kentang yang dipotong halus halus, and what's that??- ohhh. olives!

"buddy, sukalah tu, sbb ada olives" <----sya kata.

appearance sahaja, pass.

ok kemudian masa makan.

Omaigod!!

'ubi kentang' adalah sebenarnya buah apple yg sudah dihiris halus-halus, exposed to air, oxidized, turns yellow, maka nampak seperti kentang goreng wth.

dan 'olives' saya adalah grapes! huh magic sungguh.

oh, and on top of that. pernah makan naan dan semua itu, ditambah dgn telur a la scramble dan gula?

Yes. sungguh adventure taste palate saya pada hari ini.

Sekian.