Interlude

Times is like a dream…. and now for a time
You are mine let’s hold fast to…..
The dream that taste and sparkles
Who knows if it’s real of just something
Were both dreaming of ….what seems like an interlude now
Could be the beginning of love
Loving you is world that’s strange
So much more than my heat can hold
Loving you makes the whole world changes
Loving you I could not grow old no nobody
Knows when love will end
So till then sweet friend...







We could flow like teardrops on the ocean
We could flow like water to the sea
It may sound unclever
We’d last forever
If you want to stay with me

Koleksi Gambar Peribadi

Sering kali beta diserang dengan persoalan kenapa tidak dipamerkan koleksi gambar-gambar dimana Beta pernah bercuti seperti di sebahagian Negara-negara Eropah (United Kingdom, France, Holland, Germany, Sweden, Denmark and Norway) dan beberapa Negara Asia seperti Thailand, Loas, Cambodia dan Myanmmar. Bagi Beta semua gambar-gambar tersebut adalah hak peribadi dan tak semestinya perlu dipamerkan untuk tatapan umum. Walau bagaimana pun Beta ada mempamerkan beberapa gambar-gambar pilihan untuk tatapan umum dan bagi beta itu sudah cukup kerana Beta tidak mahu mana-mana pihak salah guna dengan membuat salinan (copy) secara muat turun (download) gambar-gambar itu tanpa kebenaran Beta. Dan dimaklumkan juga semua gambar-gambar itu adalah hak mutlak Beta kerana menggunakan kamera milik Beta sendiri dan di rakam oleh Beta sendiri mahupun orang terdekat. Walaubagaimanapun Beta terpaksa akur sekiranya ada yang merakam gambar-gambar Beta untuk simpanan mereka kerana ia adalah milik mereka berdasarkan kamera yang digunakan. Namu pihak tersebut haruslah meminta kebenara atau bertanya dahulu sebelum merakam gambar Beta. Dengan penjelasan ini tiada lagi pihak yang mempersoalkan perkara tersebut – Raja Bhutan

3rd Day of 2011

Today are 3rd day in year 2011 and 1st day at work for the same year. It's has been confirmed I did not get any memo or official letter from Human Resource about my transfer/shift letter to the other unit as they mention earlier. I still do my daily routine job at the same place at the Finance Department, under Collection Unit. I'm glad to see the others (colleague) after 10 days I haven't seen them. Most of them mention today I'm looking very fresh! Sound good respond to me.

I have no new year resolution yet. I don't know what I want this year and I am not sure if I could reach my potential. I admit year 2010 wasn't good year for me, yet it broke my heart even today I still get hurt whenever I think about it. Maybe year 2011 I should find the solution how to cure, recover from broken heart. Today someone ask me about love via Facebook, my answer are "I'm happy being single now and then so why should I think about new love?" So I won't talk about love.. cause love is blind and deaf. I won't get hurt by love again and again. I want to be strong as this statue.

Via Facebook and emails also I got so many complaints about myself being lazy reply their emails or messages especially Miss Nita Jones and Maestro Zaquan. Well my dearest friends... I do hope you understood my situation that I won't be online most of the time on Facebook. I do check my emails everyday but sometimes it took time for me to reply. I love writing so I need time and space... I can't do it at the office but I shall reply your email or messages sooner or later... just be patient with me will you???.

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Last December I return to place where I were born. It's has been many years I've been dream about it. I left this place when my parent had to move. I remember when I was little.. I ask my parent why do we have to move from here? this is our house and I love being here. I love this place and I love all my friends here. But they said it's over and we had to move. It was sad moment in my life. Since then I never return to this area officially. However last December... it's like history of my life when I return. The only person I still remember is Kak Ngah (Auntie Ngah) and his husband Pak Umar and his son Kecik or his real name is Hashim (he is my buddy, my best friend) and I got chance to meet them personally on that day. I was so happy... my heart jump high.. she is like a real mother to me. I was close to her when I was little. I promise them I shall return to visit them from time to time in future.

this is not my house but is similar. I grown in the house like this..

Pak Umar also a close friend to my father and his wife kak Ngah are close to my mother. I so happy meeting them personally. They still remember me as little boy and they can't believe to see me now.