Assalamualaikum warahmatullah.
Alhamdulillah 'ala kulli haal.
Lama, sakit, dan sarat dengan pengajaran. Bulan sudah gelap, dan cerita sudah tamat.
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'
-If, Rudyard Kipling-
=)
Bumi Malaysia, mungkin lambat lagi saya akan pulang ke sana. (merajuk? taklah...)
Tupai, kalau kau masih ada di sini, malam ini juga, aku cari kenderaan untuk ke sana.
Subhanallaahil'adzeem.
meow~
