Monthly Archives: August 2012

Happy Birthday, my Naughty Knight.

Doesn’t matter what happen with our parents, we stick together since always. Doesn’t matter what people would say about us, my weirdness and your sometimes-rather-ridiculous-decisions you took for your life, we managed to keep having faith in each of us. And when it’s silent, the world surrounding you with second guesses, baby, I got your back.

So thank you for being born after me. Well, sometimes I still wish you were born before me so I can be silly more often. He he. Thank you for showing me paths, roads, signs, seriously I will get lost without you, ha ha–you knew this happens a lot-. Thank you for being the best Transport Captain, ever, ever, EVER–gee, I miss you a lot in this production -_-‘. Thank you for being there when I needed you most. Thank you for letting me be whoever I am, understanding me mostly, loving me unconditionally.

Happy Birthday, my Naughty Knight.

I love you everyday, and twice on Sundays.

*trakteeer…. 😀

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I’m planting a Teak Tree

If it’s easy, and everyone can do it, I won’t even bother to do this. But it’s not easy and not everyone can do this. So here I am, swallowing my pride and hang on to my very deep personal reason in daily basis, as to why I’m still here.

The last time I resigned, I was wounded, in all over my body and heart. Took a month trip in Asia, months to ever meet with people and learn to trust again, with a hope that I can heal my wounds, by seeing once again, that this big-big world could only get better. It worked out well. I even believe to love again.

Now I know, in a way I have to face it, stay longer and choose to be the wiser ones. So I stayed for those who hang on to me, even though now they seemed to forget about me and not even remember that I existed.

But hey. If this is all about me, then it should be a poem, not a filmmaking, isn’t it?.. Even Poems is not that shallow, I believe.

So when emotions comes up and burning my head, I told my self again and again, deal with it. I made a choice and I have to deal with it. Whatever the consequences will be.

And when I lost all the reasons to stay, and it feels like hell so I’d like to just sinking in deeply, I only remember one thing: it’s a teak tree planting.

 

 

I’m planting a Teak Tree.

To be able to ever really enjoy and cherish the best results, I will have to wait for years and years. Be there in every seasons. And… wait patiently.

Give into the process.

 

 

So ask me where I’m heading, I will tell you that I have dreams and not giving up on it yet. But let’s just say that if this is the path I should took on, the road I have to walk on, terminals I must passes on, so be it.

I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere back down.

O my unborn child, how I wish you will embrace your life with passion. Because without it, nothing will ever matters anymore.

Good night, my baby. Mommy loves you. Everyday and twice on sunday.

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