Loneliness is when you forget that God is with you

This might be a quick post with the most emotional that I ever write. I'm just  feels that I need someone or something to let them hear my stories. I know there’s no use telling my ‘nothing’ stories so I prefer to tell here. I really don’t know why suddenly I feel want to cry. To be honest, am the person who rarely cry even while writing this am crying like hell. What’s wrong with me I just don’t get it? Maybe got something wrongs somewhere. I’m starting like to hate people. People are so ignorant. They just trying to ease themselves without knowing others problems too. It’s not like only them who got million tonnes of problems. Others have too. Can you just calm your tits and try to figure out problems on your own. People around you are not going to settle down for you. Stop being a cry-baby so that people will lift you up and pat your back. Sometimes might be considered but if you do it often, no one cares. I am serious now. Enough until here I guess. There no go

Life will be surely dull when there is no existence of colours. Can you imagine when there is no colours? It is terribly drab when there is no colourful colours. Is it enough for us just to see the dusk and not waiting for the dawn? Do we ever wonder how the colours of the bottles? What is the colours of our crush shirts? Also, what are the colours of the walls?             We just acknowledge what colours means in our life when there is no sun to sparkle like a precious stone and all around us dark intense. Stop thinking on what shape of real moon and figure out what are the real colours of the moon. Imagine living on the Neptune with a constant of blue colour without other interesting colours. Boring, right? At the end of the day, people can kill themselves because there is no colour in their lifetime just because they live in such a dark days. Don’t you wish to see those infamous P.Ramlee movies to be played in colours? To see the vibrant kebayas of the old days? It must be

I've never show my tears in front of public. Unfortunately today (April 19), its come out vigorously. I can't stand seeing the one who I loved most been stationary forever. It hurts inside. I don't even know why I cried badly after kissed her forehead. She really gave me a big impact in my life. I missed all her words, advices and babbling. She's the one who told me to achieve all my dreams. She also the one who told me it's okay if you fail now but she knows that you will succeed later. It's just about time. Go and seek for knowledge. You will enjoy your life afterwards. Yes, granny. Now I really enjoyed doing my voluntary jobs. I enjoyed meeting around new people and get to build myself. The words "InshaAllah kakak berjaya" always be my spirit. Never fade. Now, who will boost up my spirit whenever I fall down? Who will predict my future eventhough it is fairytale? No one can replace you. I thank God for letting me 'kapankan' you. I thank God