where is the love

every now and then, love would spread its wings and nicely land itself upon my nose. the sniff of a love blossomed makes my day. the only thing i question at times would be.. was that love? or was it something else. and every now and then, just like a butterfly, love would fly away.

what is love?

my then 4 years old nephew thaqif soon to turn 6 this year once shyly said to me.. love is when u look into the other persons eyes , and then u hold their hand, and then u kiss her and then u marry her and then u know u love her lah!!

wow.

my other 3 year old nephew taufiq would come over to the house every day looking for his girlfriend. his girlfriend who is 20 years and more... older than him.

i am your girlfriend?

yes...

why?

because i love you!

nadhirah from school.. i thought that's your girlfriend.

no!!! you're my girlfriend!

okay i love you too ... :)

Love is not a virtue. Love is a necessity; more so than bread and water; more so than light and air. Let no one pride himself on loving. But rather breathe in Love and breathe it out just as unconsciously and freely as you breathe in the air and breathe it out. For Love needs no one to exalt it. Love will exalt the heart that it finds worthy of itself. Seek no rewards for Love. Love is reward sufficient unto Love, as Hate is punishment sufficient unto Hate. Nor keep any accounts with Love. For Love accounts to no one but itself. Love neither lends nor borrows; Love neither buys nor sells; but when it gives, it gives its all; and when it takes, it takes its all. Its very taking is a giving. Its very giving is a taking. Therefore is it the same to-day, tomorrow and forevermore [mikhail naimy]

lady luck seems to be on my side

According to the Islamic calendar, it is the 1st of Muharram. Which means, according to the Islamic calendar, it is the new year. It so happen today, I had the urge to write again. So what better way to do so, with a new year entry. A new year entry that has been long over due.

The beginning of 2007 was indeed a beautiful one for me. I was all smiles, filled with hope and gratitude of what the new year may bring. The beginning of almost everything is like that for me and I am huge on celebrations. Of course, I cant help but to celebrate the beginning of a dear friend's dream. I am indeed lucky, to have living proof that dreams can come true. And at every second of where i will sometimes lose my glimmer of hope, i am lucky enough to be constantly surrounded by people in my life who will remind me not to give up. There are times when i look for support and many a times, there will be those to lend a helping hand, those who just listens patiently, and those who will offer a shoulder to cry on. And every single time, i feel like the world might crumble to pieces, i am lucky enough to have eyes wide enough to see how the world have crumbled even more to pieces to some, with luck just not on their side. I am even more lucky and grateful to have you visiting my humble space every now and then, even though the updates have been a bit slow. So really, how can life, not be beautiful.

And so life begins, every day is another new day, just waiting to be discovered. I am learning how to let go many many things in my life. I am learning how to live each day as it is. I am learning to accept that there are things which may be beyond my control. I am learning that I can do only what i can do and believe that i can and make it as perfect as can be, and i will give it my all, and i will know that i have given my all and have made it as perfect as can be , if i can look in the mirror and honestly tell my self that i have given my all. I am learning a lot of things.

Lessons in my life will continue until i breathe my last breath. For now, I am happy to sit back and observe and also share, how beautiful life can be, the beauty of others and how beautiful their lives have been and will be. I am glad i have this chance to appreciate my view. I have a nice view. And I am indeed very lucky. From where I am, I see the sky is blue. I see rainbows and i see pot of golds of course, with tiny bits of stone :) They're not mine. They're just there... for us to share.

And it is there.... because.. you're there... so,

Thank you for sharing the beauty of life with me.

[The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand, nor the kindly smile nor the joy of companionship; it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when he discovers that someone else believes in him and is willing to trust him with his friendship] Ralph Waldo Emersen