straight through my heart, a single bullet got me
i cant stop the bleeding, oh
straight through my heart, he aimed and he shot me
i just cant believe it, oh.

soldier down.

on board SQ to turkey in 4 hours time

have to reach T2 in 2 and

the maxi's coming in 1.

the room is still in a mess, our luggage has yet to be locked, im still in my telekung (post-isyak prayers), hand carry cabin bag not packed, toiletries, etc. etc. etc. etc. etc.

this is the cheapest kind of adrenaline rush!!

got to get off the laptop pronto!

dear Allah,

please protect us,

let us see, feel, experience and enjoy your beautiful creations and

keep us safe.

amin.

will always be my favouritest boys throughout the years.

islamabad, pakistan.
the most mesmerizing pairs of eyes i have ever laid my eyes upon.

subhanAllah.

just last night, i had a conversation with a friend and i told him that it had been quite sometime since i felt really at peace with myself. he prodded on to ask what i mean by that.
.. i just want to feel calm, carefree and free of any worry and everything else which may weigh me down. simply serene and tranquil - and just contented. performing the wudhu' and our prayers at lake tekapo, new zealand, back in 2006 was exactly the way it felt.

alhamdulillah, last afternoon marked the end of examinations and the semester in which we went through and the moolah which complements every shopping needs/wants and holiday plans.

bittersweet endings to 2010, God willing.

dinner on the 26th at eatzi.

first.

my trip down to mustafa centre was much more than purchasing personal stuff at discounted prices.

while browsing at the makeup counter, i saw this beautiful lady in blue punjabi suit and head scarf motioning to me. i was oblivious to what she was saying because i had my playlist plugged in. she started off saying that i looked very familiar and we chatted up for a good half an hour.

one take away i received while talking to the arab lady was, "its only human nature to like to look at something beautiful. beautiful people, landscapes, God's creations. but what makes the person so much more beautiful than she already is, is her heart (and she touched her heart). the most beautiful person is the ugliest, without a good heart. with a good heart, beauty will simply shine through."

subhanAllah.
jazakillahu khoiron, aunty hawa.

it was you and me against the world

and you promised me forever more

was it something that i said?

was it something that i did?

cause i got to know

what made me unbeautiful.

1054 days.

i cant remember the last time i had one. i had an ice cream on the sweltering hot tuesday afternoon. vanilla with rasberry swirls and a cruncy biscuit cone from macs. it tasted so good - especially when it was the brother who got it for me, from his own dollar.

tonight, i had dinner with a handsome soldier.

"everyday, i pray that the most perfect person for me will come along."

he looked so sad when he heard that and replied, "if you truly love me, you would pray that I am that perfect person for you."

it was something you said that once.

and, i will.

izhar's father passed away last night, 12 october 2010 at 00:15.

Innalillahi Wainnailahi Rojiun.