Thursday, December 28, 2006

Ku tanya hati...


Ku tanya hati
Ku tepuk dada sendiri
Manakah hala perjalanan ku ini?
Terasa sangsi masih ke belum mengerti
Adakah aku dilanda laluan pasti ?

Bertanyaku pada bayu yang menumpang jalan
Apakah berita yang suci dari sempadan ?
Berikan petunjuk hidayah dan pesanan
Bawakan doaku terus ke takhta pangkuan

Berbalas pandangan mataku dengan sang bulan
Bagaikan bicara mengharapkan pengertian
Moga disusun bintang yang berselerakan
Menjadi landasan laluan perjalanan

Ku tanya hati
Apakah bisa aku dikhianati
Dengan kata hati yang tidak pasti
Atau akukah yang tidak mengerti
Betapa berharganya hati yang suci

Subhanallah...
Indahnya hati pemberian Allah
Akan ku jaga biarpun payah
Akan ku hiasi dengan sifat mahmudah
Akan ku singkir sifat mazmumah

-Mata hati-
Petikan dari buku motivasi Ubat hati, Siti Nor Bahyah Mahamood
I am aware that my entry is full of songs and matters at heart. Nothing else. I guess this is the only avenue for me to write this kind of writing. Let it be…
Meeting two of my old friend last night. One of them (which I lost touch for more than 12 years) asked me to ponder the lyric of a song by Robbin William entitle "feel". According to this fren, it was a sudden impulsive thot somehow this song do associate with me and ask me too look at it. I thot it was weird. Some unanswered questions lingering in my mind but I don't dare asking more what triggered this song..I don't make any judgement, I don't rationalise but what I did was ... just smile and laugh for no particular reason...and I just let the thots transit and leave from my brain..
Came back home, I look up for the lyric of this song (which all this while I never bother to understand) and capture here...
Come on hold my hand
I wanna contact the living.
Not sure I understand,
This role I’ve been given.
I sit and talk to god
And he just laughs at my plans,
My head speaks a language,
I don’t understand.
I just wanna feel real love,
Feel the home that I live in.
cause I got too much life,
Running through my veins,
going to waste.
I don’t wanna die,
But I ain’t keen on living either.
Before I fall in love,
I’m preparing to leave her.
I scare myself to death,
That’s why I keep on running.
Before I’ve arrived,
I can see myself coming.
I just wanna feel real love,
Feel the home that I live in.
’cause I got too much life,
Running through my veins,
going to waste.
And I need to feel, real love
And a life ever after.
I cannot get enough.
I just wanna feel real love,
Feel the home that I live in,
I got too much love,
Running through my veins,
going to waste.
I just wanna feel real love,
In a life ever after
There’s a hole in my soul,
You can see it in my face,
it’s a real big place.
Come and hold my hand,
I wanna contact the living,
Not sure I understand,
This role I’ve been given
Not sure I understand.
Not sure I understand.
Not sure I understand.
Not sure I understand.


This might be the last entry for this year in case I might not get excess to internet for sometimes during this festive season.


Wishing everyone Selamat Hari Raya Aidil Adha and Happy New Year whereever you are.
Thot of the day:
"Success is not measured by what you accomplish but by the opposition you have encountered, and the courage with which you have maintained the struggle against overwhelming odds"
- Orison Marden, writer -
Loads of love from AM

3 comments:

D said...

love the thought of the day...

rubyahmad said...

Hi Anggerek Merah,

Gosh I believe totally in this quote you posted:

"Success is not measured by what you accomplish but by the opposition you have encountered, and the courage with which you have maintained the struggle against overwhelming odds"
- Orison Marden, writer -

But in reality it is not so. It is still about superficialities. Having established what we know that is true, it is easier to get on and just push on with what we personally believe in and ignore all those superficial notions.

Looking forward to our meeting, God willing.

anggerik merah said...

d,

something to ponder.

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Kak ruby,

I agree with you. In reality what is important is the end result. The effort to reach to the end result is for the doer to appreciate & celebrating the success.

Insyaallah, God will we will meet.