Human Angels

Sometimes it’s amazing how someone stops by in your journey of life, touch your heart and change your life in positive ways.

It was a few years ago my heart was touched by a 2 year old kid. He taught me among other things the meaning of love, innocence, and purity. Allah gave me one precious year to get to know this cute angel before I had to say goodbye.

Late last year I met another someone. She had inspired me towards career and life. I was grateful that now at the age mid-twenty (which I hope is not too late); I realized what is my target, my ambition and my potential. This time, Allah gave me only four precious months with her, but I am really grateful for that.

It’s amazing how these people helped me discover myself, my inner-strength. It’s not like they say something wise, give motivational talk, or anything like that. They simply are their own. They have indirectly affected my life, but not necessarily affect others.

Something like human angels, I suppose. I guess everyone have their own human angel throughout their journey in life…

hati hati bila membeli…

Kalau korang biasa naik lrt, mesti dah sedia maklum bila kita duduk, org yg berdiri depan kita tu kira paras pinggang/perut dia kan…

So satu hari tu aku pun mcm biasa la naik monorail balik kerja. Ada lah sorang mamat nie berdiri depan aku. Baju dia ada printed out gambar cap jari besar. Kira memenuhi 80% la depan baju dia tu.

Cap jari tu sebenarnya ada tulisan nama nama negara. Kira tulisan tu kecik2, disusun pusing pusing sampai jadik lah satu cap jari yg besar. So aku pun sambil takde benda nak buat dlm lrt tu, baca lah nama nama negara tu. Uganda : Germany : India : Venezuela : Holy City (Vatican City): … huh???

Aku baca lagik sekalik part tu. Apa pasal holy city plak nie. Aku tgk pulak muka tuan punya baju tu. Aik, orang melayu mamat nie. Sembang pun sebijik loghat melayu (melainkan dia chindian la).

Hmm..bahaya betul. Mengingatkan diriku bila nak beli apa apa tu, kena check betul2.