The Story of Lines

The Play of Life

In life, everybody can be Sir Alex Ferguson or either Pep Guardiola,

We got our own roles to play,
Games to steer,
Strategy to design and decide..

In fact we also associated with the club to manage
and tradition to be sustained...

But most of all is how we script players and fands to be orchestrate and poetize it to be come ones, the ones that we hope so... ( ^.^)v

There’s a hole in my soul

I believe everyone have their own favorite lines which do cited fitly match with them..
they think they are...and they believes its do create their owned story and history silently
even though sometimes the word was totally out and ultimately stupid..but fine, we still agree with it..haha.
if somebody ask you to tell bout your self..., i think this few word down there is mine..

Well here is just another simple summary of the distorted cramped story of mine which i cannot
converse it in well verse harmony lines. Probably this is one of the foolish lines i ever made...
Nothing good in it...haha..but i no need to pleased ones but myself, still enjoyed doing it hohohoho


- I always sit and talk to 'God' and i think probably he just laughs at my plans,
and my head then speaks a language that even I don't understand ~ supercrazy ^^

- I got too much life...., Running through my veins,but it always....going to waste~ huffff

- Now the hole in my heart evolve with the nature, juz before I fall in love, I'm already start preparing to leave her ~ heckk

- This absolutely Scare myself to death, That's why I keep on running, Bcuz... before I've arrived, I can see myself coming....

- There's a hole in my soul, You can see it in my face,It's a real big place

When less is more

When the less is more....menarik kan quote nie.. juz listening this quote
dah terpikat dah even 1st time dengar..kan...kan..it flash the real meaning knape kite hidup..cara kita hidup bla bla bla....

Sometimes, kite fikir...we are not complete until we have this and we have that, we think of giving and doing charities would taken things away from us.. or.. maybe.. the gift of gratitude has been taken dari kita, kite cume nampak ringgit dan sen sahaja. Andai terkurang..kite xpuas hati dan merungut dgn hidup ni. yes agree,agree with u. I think it's today nature.

Tapi kan , in other perspective...y shouldn't we think that...theconjuction of less brought the meaning of the more it could be complimented.. much rooms to be shared,more interaction of completion..wider target to be reach...interesting kan!!!

Oppss..ok, i think this is another example la utk describe when less is more.. If you failed in doing something, doesn't mean it's already the end of the day..but, somehow, it do prepares you in the other way..its make you tougher, better..!! its make you, another you...so terms applies, checked!!

okeh..dr perspective lagi 1 nie plak lagi...gud to share this point of view, which i think, actually the generosity is not taking anything and made u lesser, Try to think of giving not only as a duty, but a privileged... hmm indah kan.. just when it less...its more...


sama juga dgn dgn diri, a talent and specialty is the thing to put us high at the top and low at the ground..., jadinya..merendah diri tu sgt baik kan...another When less is more

Terrrrrrlalu indah kan.... ( ^.^)v

Satisfaction that need you to pay...

i think i can make a conclusion,

we r happy when we buy things,spend your money to get what you want, it is a satisfaction...deeply indescribably feeling of ownership...

In spite of that,
when its come down to the road, u do your math on ur total spending..
suddenly it trigger your sense, "owh God.., what am i doing..."

~haha stupid..but yet, u have to agree, life works that way... ^^

...."‘I love YOU’ and to give our loved ones the time that they deserve"

Taken of fren of fren ^^

somebody is waiting for your attention,

After 21 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to take another woman out to dinner and a movie.
She said, “I love you, but I know this other woman loves you and would Love to spend some time with you.”


The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my Mother, who has been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my three children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally.
That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie.
“What’s wrong, are you well?” she asked.
My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of bad news.
“I thought that it would be pleasant to spend some time with you,” I responded. “Just the two of us.”
She thought about it for a moment and then said, “I would like that very much.”


That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up, I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date. She waited in the door with her coat on. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last wedding anniversary. She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an angel’s.
“I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son and they were impressed,” she said, as she got into the car. “They can’t wait to hear about our meeting.”


We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady.
After we sat down, I had to read the menu. Her eyes could only read large print. Half-way through the entrees, I lifted my eyes and saw Mother sitting there staring at me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips.


“It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small,” she said.
“Then it’s time that you relax and let me return the favor,” I responded.
During the dinner , we had an agreeable conversation nothing extraordinary but catching up on recent events of each other’s life. We talked so much that we missed the movie.
As we arrived at her house later, she said, “I’ll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you.”
I agreed.


“How was your dinner date?” asked my wife when I got home.
“Very nice, much more so than I could have imagined,” I answered.
A few days later, my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn’t have a chance to do anything for her.
Sometime later, I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place Mother and I had dined. An attached note said:
“I paid this bill in advance. I wasn’t sure that I could be there; but, nevertheless, I paid for two plates – one for you and the other for your wife. You will never know what that night meant for me. I love you, son.”


At that moment, I understood the importance of saying in time: ‘I love YOU’ and to give our loved ones the time that they deserve.
Nothing in life is more important than your family. Give them the time they deserve, because these things cannot be put off till some “other” time.

Mengolek tayar sejauh mungkin~

Life is easy, life has its soul...

Being here and now...clutches the nostalgic...
Gear up slightest sheet of memory...

This long journey wont take me away...
As i'll be back to this square...
Traveling cross a far calm me...
running from the confront and conflict
here i hope i find You...
here find me my rooting
May Allah bless us..^^

tayar bergolek sejauh mungkin...~ ^^