Parts of the void

We're on our way to the heart of the town. While Primadonna by Marina And The Diamonds was played on the radio. The traffic congestion was as you could expect at 8 pm.

The road, the surrounding seems strange, yet so familiar. Well, I guess it's one of the thing that would occur within the five years voids.

And there was some other things that's very familiar yet so connected. And then when you realized it all covered with nothing but strangeness. Parts of the void.

Penghidupan

Aku menelusuri hari-hari biasa di Pulau Pinang. Jalan rayanya sibuk seperti selalu. Cuma di hari biasa ini, aku terpandang pada satu persada yang amat ku kenali. Sebuah persinggahan yang di dalamnya wujud penghidupan. Penghidupan yang pernah terabadi dahulunya.

Dan angin kerinduan yang lalu mulai berhembusan. Menggamit segala memori dan impian terpendam yang terdalam. 

Rain

It is raining at the outside.
I'm watching the rain water falling down from leafs to leafs, drops by drops.
It's reminding me about something in the past that will never come back.

How often...

I knew it was some sort of relief.

I mean, how often you do realize that you are lost somewhere in the middle of nowhere and
the fact that it took some time for you to acknowledge that you didn't have any idea where you were.
And how often you woke up in the middle of night and start realizing that you are not dreaming.

Back

I knew I'll be back. It just a matter of time. And this is it.

As I recall from the previous post when I just started my life in this country:

"Kepingan-kepingan ini jauh tersebar melepasi benua dan merentas masa. Aku cuba mengumpulkan sebahagian. Agak mustahil untuk aku kumpul semua sekaligus. Dan disini aku masih lagi berjalan, dan bersedia untuk berlari, berjuang."

I'm gonna fine those pieces. Every single of them. And let the time decide.