Disini Aku Berdiri

Perhaps this entry will be left untitled. Because there's nothing to be ranted about. Because life lately is so perfect there's nothing wrong of living the way I have right now.

Just the figure I hate to see. The figure that commemorates how weary I am. The number that puts me behind the memory I had yesterday.

Maybe a few stones to be shredded from my body. I look pretty ugly in the mirror when I dance.

I see you staring, blankly

This was taken last Friday. On the day before I went back for Raya. I guess this is supposed to be emotionless. Or lack of feeling. But somehow, I found this moving. And I prefer this to the previous one.

The flaming sun that was getting weary by the day. The lights that turned dim to make way for the moon to shine.

I think maybe some day, some other days later, I just should shoot any pictures that I want. Because I know that photography is something I favor not so long time ago and I just think this is the time again that I should resume the interest again.

This Window Sees No Light

This window sees the light. From afar. But sometimes this window denies the privilege he possessed, the total joy of having the chance to see the trees outside grow, to see the wind blows hard and the resistance of staying put.

Or maybe the birds that fly by in front of him.

All these things could carve a cute smiley face on me, but you window, sulking for not having the chance to move. To see other things.

I learnt a lot from you. The lesson of life. How to accept something that has been written, though how hard you try to change it.

Sometimes, I came across that this is a sin we had committed. For thinking hard why our life to be like this. But, through times, this is maybe not. Maybe we are human. Or maybe because you can't think because you are nothing but a window.

Maybe I have to make myself think that this is what I have to do, since the day I was born.

Or since yesterday, the day the light has shrunken and dimmed and now gone.