Reminder

I'm still puzzled as to why people brag about something.
They try to sell their big names, titles, or even looks to attract someone.
Do they forget they have nothing in this world?
Those won't last forever, as to my knowledge.
Their big names only survive at least 63 years.
Their proud titles become nothing after Alm. appears in front of their names.
Youthful looks only stay for about 30 years or something.

We never have the reason to be so boastful about everything.
Am I right?



PS: Reminder for myself

MH
Bangbayang, October 27, 2012, 22.16






 

Energizer

Me and Saffa

Me, Nasywa and Shafa

Me and Aleta

I always love kids. They are so adorable, cute and cuddly. I love their toothless grin. I am crazy over their crystal eyes. I really like their bakpao-like cheek. There are top 7 things kids do that I love the most.

1.  They run toward me and give me a big hug.
2.  They scream my name out loud.
3.  They brag about their new stuff; bag, shoes,
4.  They sit nicely on my lap and their hands cling to my shoulder.
5.  They show me their about-to-loose tooth.
6.  They ask me to button or unbutton their shirt. 
7.  They act out to be me, teaching their friends precisely similar with the way I teach them.

For me, kids are considered an energizer. They watering the withering zeal. They get my spirit back. Yeah.

The Doppelganger of Hope

Migraine keeps kicking my brain nerve. I hate it. Really. Then I grab my phone. I search contact list named "Sugar".  I call him. Then my migraine becomes a bit lighter. Thanks God, I don't need to see a doctor or swallow some pills.

Sorrow approaches me like number 25. I'm so restless that I can't figure out how to wash away tear. Then the "Sugar" throws me a joke. I smile a bit. But really, I'm more relieved. Thanks God, I don't need to watch Opera Van Java.

Future is so bleak. I can't see how I look like when I'm a mother of four kids. I can't spot where I belong when I am 30. I can't tell whether I'll be still buying candy floss when I've already had wrinkles on my forehead. Then he comes; bringing me a pen and a piece of paper. He sketches my dream. Then I know my future will be brighter than that shining bald head, sorry I mean than the sun; more elegant than Buckingham Palace; and of course more picturesque than my smile. Thanks God, You send me the doppelganger of hope. :)

MH

Bangbayang, October 15, 2012, 06.45 p.m.

I love him to the moon and back

One morning, I wake up.
I see my face in the mirror.
I stare at that thick eyebrow, semi-flat nose, and wavy black hair.
I know, I have no Catherine-esque look"
I am not the The Duchess of  Cambridge.
I am not wearing Alexander McQueen's dress.
I am just a girl with worn out floral-printed night dress.
Smile a lot, dreaming huge.....
I am happy to be myself.
I have no prince beside me,
But I date more-than-prince man
I love him to the moon and back.
That's what makes me so complete, so complete.
I wish one day, I wake up again and he's the first one I see. :)

MH
Bangbayang, October 12, 2012