I'm not like a candle who burns for other's..
be it for loved ones or a stranger..
such like what some perceived me to be.. 

We all crossed path fated by Allah..
There is always a reason to it..
Some instantly connected as such our souls
were once connected before..

It's just that i believed..
Life is precious and when you have lost many loved ones you realize each day is a gift.. 
Especially when at times those loved ones were your rock 
and had your back in good and bad times..
The yearning for them mounting especially at times like this..

All around trudging in this dunia..
what i only see are the ones
who chose to take things for granted..
Either loved ones or just even simply small blessings..
Or either they prefer to live in the past and won't let go..
However i have tried to reach but the feelings are not reciprocated
The hardened heart..

How can someone thrive if there is no support and encouragement?
as they cannot understand what i meant as they have not
lead the life of always grappling alone..
It can be crippling when u tied down with assortment of
things and health..
If only they know and understand..   




 

Sambal Ikan Bilis and Kacang 

Cooked this when i missed my mum. She used to cook this when i was little...