Madame Blossom's Book of Poems

Sunday, October 30, 2016

within my neurons : 30-Oct-2016 - Asar

I'm putting up my picture on line to convince myself, that I am, as what I appear to be in the picture to all of you out there. HAPPY and CONFIDENT.

Truth is, I'm not - well, at least not ALL the time, and perhaps not MOST of the time either.

This is the nature of us, humans. Always feeling unsatisfied with what we already have. Which can be a good thing and a bad thing.

Bad - only if we are ungrateful for what we already have. Bad, if it makes us dejected and weak.

Good - if it drives us to achieve something better.

Ya Allaah, please make me a grateful person who is always driven to do something better, for Your sake. Aamiin.

Thursday, October 20, 2016

attire : confident

I actually noticed my confidence leaving me just now as I was speaking to a colleague from Japan.

I'm trying to identify exactly what chased it away.

I suspect it's the slippers I was wearing, although I mentioned to her that it was because my shoes were soaking wet from the heavy rain this morning.

Or it could be the fact that she is requesting me for an info that I have no obligation to provide - if we don't have one. Although I felt that we should have it, since we dealt with it before.

No... I think it's the slippers.
I need to get me a good quality, comfortable pair or smart working shoes, to use for at least 2-3 years.

I guess dressing can really affect our... or me, my own self confidence.

Thursday, October 06, 2016

a decent pair of jeans

Fazilah lamented :

"Last weekend I masuk kedai Zara nak cari jeans. Susah betul nak cari jeans sekarang, semua koyak rabak."


Beli jeans kat kedai baju nyonya aje lah.

Monday, October 03, 2016

something about it

Hero, an ex soldier who was and still is the best in the field, is assigned as a bodyguard to watch over the daughter of a presidential candidate who suffers from panic disorder. He has to monitor the cctv images from the guard's room.

Panic disorder girl suddenly comes out from her room, which she seldom leaves, and goes down the the kitchen. He watches. The girl seem to be looking for something in the kitchen. The guy thinks, ok, maybe she's looking for a bowl. He speaks to the screen, 'check the cupboard to the left, to the left'.

Then as if she heard him, she looks to the left, but it's not the bowl she's looking for.

So she looks some more. After opening a few more cupboard doors, she sees a grocery carton box at the corner. She walks over quickly, opens the box and her face lights up. She has found it.... a packet of... RAMEN.

She is exhilarated, she smiles from ear to ear, hugs the packet of ramen and began twirling around the kitchen, to some twirling background music. It is in slow mo. Maybe she also suffers from other mental disorders.

The guy, that serious, competent, handsome ex-soldier, best in the field bodyguard, looks at this girl and is in awe. He seems to have fallen in love - fallen in love with that girl who is dancing around the kitchen hugging the packet of ramen.