selfishness

it is wanting to run, but the feet want the new pair of shoes

it is wanting to wake, but the body likes the warmth under the blanket

it is wanting to speak, but the mouth is enjoying the taste of food

it is wanting to break, but all the pieces still are still keeping conversation

it is wanting to dance, but movements feel too much

it is wanting to dream, but not wanting to leave reality

it is wanting to cradle fun, but enjoying the chores too much

it is wanting to love, but still holding back love 

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a day at KIDZANIA

yoo-hooo…. today we went to kidzania! my son had a day off school today, so he and a few other friends of his (well, it’s more like the parents actually) decided to spend the day at the most well known, sought after, one and only kids’ town…. KIDZANIA!!!

so, being our first time there, i guess it is quite fair to say that every little thing about kidzania had us excited. there was so much to do there that you can never have enough with only one day.

how to be fair to children

my father is no less wiser than my favorite master oogway.  he invented the fairest way to half everything in two, so that neither feels cheated on.

here goes.

help. (part II)

things happen for a purpose.  how i really believe that.  just like what my master oogway says.  it is never a coincidence.  something happens in order for something elese to happen.  or something happens, because something else (something good) is about to happen.

here’s my story.

di doa ibuku namaku disebut

ini adalah lagu yang dinyanyikan oleh nikita:

di waktu ku masih kecil, gembira dan senang

tiada duka kukenang, tak kunjung mengerang

di sore hari nan sepi ibuku bertelut

sujud berdoa kudengar namaku disebut

di doa ibuku namaku disebut

di doa ibu kudengar ada namaku disebut

seringlah kini kukenang di masa yang berat

dikala hidup mendesak dan nyaris kusesat

melintas gambar ibuku sewaktu bertelut

kembali sayup kudengar namaku disebut

di doa ibuku namaku disebut

di doa ibu kudengar ada namaku disebut

sekarang dia telah pergi ke rumah yang senang

namun kasihnya padaku selalu kukenang

kelak disana kami pun bersama bertelut

memuji tuhan yang dengar namaku disebut

di doa ibuku namaku disebut

di doa ibu kudengar ada namaku disebut

not only this song often brings tears to my eyes, but it never ceases to remind me of how endless the love of my mother is.  how countless the blessings that she asks for me.  dia terus menyebut nama saya dalam doanya.  sebagaimana saya kini juga menyematkan nama anak-anak saya dalam doa-doa saya.  i love you ibu.  and ibu loves you my boys.