July, 2nd

Late at night, where I don’t even know how late it is.
The dazzling stars are more mesmerising rather than the cold night.
Sipping slowly a cup of coffee company from the lonely night.
Night, 
where everything, every single thing keeps you thinking.
There are times when you're having a thought of leaving.
Leaving all the scars yet you are still there with all those memories.
How come you forget all those when it’s the thing that keeps you alive.
When you need someone to talk to, yet you’re here watching the wide sky all over the darkest night.
You open up the diary that you used to write. Flipping every page all over on a paper.
The night seems colder.
Slowly, your hand reaches all over the side of your blue jeans and you start to smoke.

The feeling where you want your mind at peace.
Blowing the smoke like how you want to blow things that you have all over your mind.
July 2nd,
how fast time changes.
How time flies.
How you almost reach the end page of the year. Soon or sooner.
What makes you realise, how everything seems clear all over your mind.
You finish the first cigarette and reach for more.
Just to keep your mind busy while your hand is resting.
Night never seems darker. Never feel so lonely.
The thought of how you feel more sorry for yourself. How you will never feel understood.
Not even to yourself, empty shit. Makes you beg for empathy, looking for sympathy.  
Bad ass!!
The night teaches you something.
Makes you learn from what you have ever missed. Nothing lasts forever.
How beautiful the day is, no matter what. Your night might still feel lonely.
Life never makes you feel full no matter how much you fill your day.
Succumb. All over your mind. It makes you think you love yourself better now.
Paint all your life. Where you keep missing. Vanishing all of what makes you feel down.
Yet it is still there. You’re still on the other side no matter how much you're gonna embrace.
You fill with rage, losing all the grace. Things that you always need to face. 
When you think you can keep hold back the river.
The water keeps flowing.
Never stop thinking about what makes you feel happy,
no matter how it is also the things that make you broke.
Cause after all, that is worth a moment of your life.
So, keep being thankful.
No matter how you feel, embrace it.
Cause in the end you’ll find the answer. The one that you’re looking for.
One that never stops yourself from sinking.
Hold on. 
If you can’t reach for a hand you still have two feets to lift you up. 
So, keep believing. Never let it fade.

Keep waiting cause you're believer that 

true love lasts forever

Reunion: Friend

Have you ever heard about this one short story? A story about a bear and white tiger?

Either you know it or not its matters. 

Even if you don't know, the story will always be share.

So, one day a playful bear came across the white tiger's area. The white tiger roar here and there. Targetting the playful bear. You would always imagine in a big, big jungle will that situation ever happen? Why would a bear make a fuss to find trouble from the white tiger? Yet, it just happened to be a story. Some people called it just a tale. Whatever it is, the most important on how we people can always learn from those folktales.

To continue, the white tiger targetting to fight with the playful bear. In life, when someone always in a playful state nothing will come across it. The playful bear keep plays and plays with the angry tiger. Days by days, almost every day not even once the playful tiger keeps bothering the area of the white tiger.

Days change into another day.

Months come afterward.

Till many years.

The playful bear grows into a such big yet playful bear. The white tiger seems no longer at its strongest state. 

Till this one day, the playful bear stops to come into the white tiger's territory. When white tiger always gets ready to chase him out. It makes the tiger walks out and searching for the playful tiger.

Life always comes at unexpected events. We keep missing extraordinary things. Things that we never realize when it keeps stays there.

The white tiger saw the playful bear. Looking so weak. Plays with his paw the tiger trying his best to meddle with the bear. The playful bear seems weak to bother the white tiger.

You might wonder. Will that happen? Will the tiger be good with some bear. Life in the jungle we never know much. Yet that's how some life could be.

The bear looking so weak. Totally in his weak state. The tiger seems to start to lose interest. The bear holds the little paw. Without anything, without showing further response. Somehow the tiger kinda understands. Like telepathy. 

Life, no matter how beautiful it is. There will come the sad day. No matter how happy you're there will be one day where the smile will go away.

The bear stays that way for so long. Till after a long time, the tiger left the bear that. Living his own life. Staying alone without the existence of the bear.

We don't need to be in any physical gesture as always. Some people come to shine your day, though it will only wait for his days.

Guess that's how the playful bear did. Bothering the fierce friend that never understands it. Only good at chasing it right away. Yet, it keeps the bear never to be lonely anymore.

Now, the bear dies. Wondering how the white tiger survives. One thing for sure, only one who fits to stay strong.

Life oh life.

It could be a remedy before it turns into tragedy. Comedy before it ends.

May we all live our life with all that we do will give at our best. 

No matter how big the challenge.

Daily Routine

 Imagine that one day, you're not a prominent figure. Just a simple guy, yet people suddenly ask you, "how's your daily routine?"

Imagine, a simple question yet needs a brief explanation that somehow makes you wonder.

How your life exactly? Where it starts, where it ends. Wondering how your life will end someday? Though your life is not a life bomb.

So in brief, here I am. Explaining, simplified it. Narrate my own daily routine.

Wake up, walk and keep walking to the toilet. Right at the toilet, you hold the toothbrush where you took from a small cute toothbrush holder. With some water and a small pea amount of toothpaste, I brushed my teeth. 

Walk, and keep walking. That's how life will start, from the start of your day. When the motor starts to accelerate. Some people bussin for a cup of coffee, some people stressing with heavy traffic while me smiling listening to the music with my lips syncing to the song. Some I know the lyrics, some I don't yet my mouth keeps mumbling.

Shake, shake and keep shaking. Sometimes I shake hands with people. Some other time I shake my head when the works that are delaying keep spinning all over my head. Sometimes I shake my hand settling done every work that needs to be done.

Fill the empty tummy yet the mind never stays empty with every little thought. Bout life, bout work. Every single thing suddenly matters to you.

Tik tock tik tock. Every people is busy. Everywhere, any place. When you did the works. That's the most relief thing that comes in your head.

Ha Ha Ha

Laugh filling all the room. Sometimes, people trying to sneak. And listening to some of your tears. Movies to break your stress. Some bring happiness yet the end could bring you to tears. That's life, that's people. We all humans live with emotion. That bottle inside ourselves.

You light a candle. Bring the good scent filling the room. Close your eyes and say a little prayer. Hoping that tomorrow everything will only be good to you.

To some people, daily life routine wouldn't mean anything. Some people will just be waking up every single day with the same routine. yeah, most of us are.

And I never realize all of those, till one day. Someone ask bout the daily routine that makes me think. Makes me wonder. I can narrate my own life from every perspective yet I chose to highlight two single aspects that show how important a life it is.

Life somehow could be so short, like you burning a candle. It fills the scent all over the empty room. To show how short life it is. If you know that life could be so short, how would you make it worth it? Even the scent from the candle will be missing from the room, will we be missed to every people like that? When we born as no one would ever realize? Will it be matter to someone?

And here it comes the most important part that starts from your first day, you start your day with brush your teeth. Picked the toothbrush from the toothbrush holder. That's not the important character. Some wouldn't even realize yet that's how life supposed to be. When you thought that you're alone. When you thought that no one there would even hold you. Yet, we only think the match of the toothbrush is only from the toothpaste. When we never think about how we place it. How we place ourselves in this life will always be matter. It won't matter to some people only when we know where would be our last destination. Only then we will realize that you can dream big but always start with a small thing. 

Cause in the end small steps might bring you to a big fortune.

So, you can choose to be the candle that lights someone's darkness filling all their thoughts yet someday when you're gone. Will the scent will still be missed? Or you can be the toothbrush holder that never reflects or affect any single thing. That won't even bother yet, it stays there. It earns at least a place there.

Only when you realize that in life you don't always need to be the light. But always earn yourself a place that can fit from start to end. 

Only when you know you never deserve to be in Janna yet there is One that always there will bring heaven to you.

That's life, that's a journey.

Before your life comes to an end.