KAM TASHTAKI

Many you complain and say that you are poor how
While you own the earth, the sky and the stars
The fields with their flowers, fragrances, the breeze and
singing nightingale are all yours
Water is all around you like sparkling the silver
Sun is above you like burning gold
The light builds and sometimes destroys embellishing pearls
On foots and at the tops
The world received you so cheerfully
So why are you gloomy
And it smiled for you
why don't you smile
If you are depressed for past glory
How far it will return by sighs
If you are afraid from befalling misfortunes
How far it will be prevented by gloom
Or if you have passed your youth
Don't say time became old
As time does not age
Look still appearing from moist earth
beautiful pictures that they would almost speak

Sunday, May 15, 2005

Afzal blew the autumn leaves at 2:40 pm


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Sunday, May 01, 2005

SalamAleykum

So...on thurday nite...instead of studying Islamic Studies for the test on friday..i went through my chest..which contains books from my high school...
in my head...

"Midnight, not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight the withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan
Memory, all alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again
Every street lamp seems to beat
A fatalistic warning
Someone mutters and a streetlamp gutters
And soon it will be morning
Daylight, I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I mustn’t give in
When the dawn comes tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin
Burnt out ends of smoky days
The stale cold smell of morning
The streetlamp dies, another night is over
Another day is dawning
Touch me, it’s so easy to leave me
All alone with the memory
Of my days in the sun
If you touch me, you’ll understand what happiness is
Look, a new day has begun"

-Memories from The Cats

yeah....i was being sentimental that day...
and in one of the books...I saw this handphone number...without a name..
I got curious...I cant remember whoz phone that is...
It was in my form 4(year9) text book....
so..i forwarded him a sms/txt msg sent to me by Bro. Muhammad(Brotherhood)..

"The distance between a solution and the problem is the distance between your knee to the floor.He who bows before God will overcome anything!"

and the next thing i know...he called me!
-you might be guessing how i know its a he...wellbasically coz i went to a boy's school.
anyway...I was like...ok...to answer or not to answer..I was scared yo!
So..i picked up courage..and answered...

"Hello"
"hello.Who are u?"
"who are you too?"
"you just messaged me just now"
"Oh..haha...sorry...i just saw your number in one of my old books"
"erm..ok...where are u from?"
"St.John's School"
"oh..ok..I'm R**h...er...R**h**d**n"
"oooo...ok...you prolly dont know me...I'm Afzal.I am very quiet at school"
"i know u...Afzal"

-line died-

then he called again..yeah i'm stingy i'm wasnt gonna call straight away

"hey...do you remember me?"
"erm..yeah of coz...U're R**h**d**n...u're the famous kid back then"
...etc..*
"hey...call me back one day...we'ill catch up"
"will sure do!"

* censored to protect privacy

I was like...omg....the guy who i hardly ever talked to in school remembers me after all these years?(he left my school 3 yrs ago)

OMG!!!! I was that famous?

Afzal blew the autumn leaves at 11:52 pm


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