robbi sallimna

i was raised knowing no love but i love people hard. i havent really found a place that i can call home but im always the home to the people i love. i am the broken one who needs to be saved but i am the one who is busy mending pieces of the lives of others. of all days full of fears. of all nights filled with tears. dizzy all days muzzy all nights. helpless all days sleepless all nights. even exhausting busy on days fail to beat the loudness of the thought at nights. 

Allah i have only You Allah.......

goodbye Paan

still remember the Perisa F i told you long ago?  well.. one of them has gone last year. see im not joking when i say people come and go. they do come into my life and out of sudden go out of my life. he is not dead. life just took him away. he lives in a better place now. it was the hardest 7th ramadhan thats what i can tell you. you know what the hardest part is? i laughed when he answered coughing is stylish like a wise old man when i asked him why is he always coughing. i should have known that was the sign.

Alfatihah...

twenty seventeen

it has been a long time. a long long time. i have no idea why im back here i just do. twenty seventeen huh? almost two years. okay not two years but almost. one and a half years. quite a long time. not so long but yeah long. pretty long time. i dont know what im talking. two years.. sometimes i get warmer sometimes colder. i went through so many ups and downs but most of the time i was upside down. to tell the whole truth, it still is. people come and people go and no i cant blame them for it. they come and go just like me and i come and go just like the others.

in fact we dont belong to people forever.

indeed we belong to Allah.