Since my enlistment, alot of heavy thinking has been going on and it all revolves around human behaviour. It was mostly painful but there were the small little good times which I found myself to treasure them alot.

And I realised how easy am I to be conveniently forgotten. I feel sad la but I am really grateful to God that he had showed me the way. Sending the good guys to come my way. They are not really new friends to say but we just got closer since Hari Raya. I see this reunion as one of the most valuable, awesome, prettiest, superbly beautiful and touching gift ever given to me. What more, I didn't really behave that well during Ramadan.

My life now is not that comfortable to me. The politics, facades, suck ups, unfairness and what not. Sometimes it gets really bad and at other times, it is just a little better because the key people aren't around. Those are the short-lived happy moments.

Recently, I have been going out with Iman,his bro Zainul, Shafiq, Anep and Halim. Being among them makes me comfortable and belonged and that guides me towards the correct path. I'm trying to mend my ways as much as I can. And I realized I'm pretty different from what I am last time.

Amidst the cloudy,dull, greyish, heavy clouds, I was given a single tiny silver lining. And that is enough to make me realize that I should be thankful with whatever that I have now.

I have only this one hope and that is not to ever lost contact with these people.

Frankly speaking, I don't have that much friends left. I don't think its because I have done something terribly wrong. But its just that I am not significant in their world.





It's painful when you're forgotten.