Happy Birthday luv!

 ~ Forever InshaAllah ~

The Mirror

*The Mirror*

(Edmund Burke 1729-1797,
Irish Philosopher)

I look in the mirror
And what do I see
A strange looking person
That cannot be me.

For, I am much younger
And not nearly so fat
As that face in the mirror
I am looking at.

Oh, where are the mirrors
That I used to know
Like the ones which were
Made thirty years ago

Now all things have changed
And I'm sure you'll agree
Mirrors are not as good
As they used to be.

So never be concerned,
If wrinkles/ extra flab appear
For one thing I've learned
Which is very clear,

Should your complexion
Be less than perfection,
It is really the mirror
That needs correction.

All u need is love

Insignificant

Insignificant
Is how you always treat me
And the hopes vanish

nkc haiku ~ juli '19

A cup of story

Come and pour me a cup
Of your story
Let me have a taste of
It
I'll let your words
Slither through
Dance your emotions away
With me
I'll watch you silently
If you want me to 
And if you need me 
I'll catch you

~Iliya Khan~

Layankan aje..

It's my fifth day in pj, spending most of my time by Bak's side. 
D daily chores would start roughly around 10am n end at 10pm. A twelve hours job sort of lah.. 
After waking up, it's time for Bak to have his bath. Then i would help him to dress up, his collared tshirt n kain pelikat, and then he would comb his hair n he definitely would require his dab of brylcreem. And if it's okey with him, i would apply some aloe vera lotion on his face. Next would be his breakfast n medicine time. Usually after subuh, around 7, i would go out to buy breakfast, n try to have something different every morning, n buy his newspaper. So far, he had had lontong, roti canai, nasi goreng n traditional delicacies like bengkang. And before n after lunch, Bak would take his nap. Sometimes even after asar he would insist me to help him get into bed. I tried to accomodate Bak as much as possible n everything has gone well. Alhamdulillah for giving me this opportunity to be doing what a son should do for his beloved father. 

Bak n me

Once he had taken his dinner, it would b goodnite for him at 9++pm. Still i would stay by his side until around  ten, just to make sure he's sleeping soundly, n simply to look at him. 
Looking at him while he's asleep would always bring back memories of yesteryears. Then i would have mixed emotions, which i admit is not good for d soul. But being mere mortal, what do u expect, right? Layankn je la.. 
So what do i do to kill d time, other than attending to Bak?  Well, not really to kill d time but to fill d time wisely. So far, i have finished two books on Muhammad Ali n P. Ramlee. Both are extraordinary persons, with their charisma n personality second to none. Since the books are biography, they made me feel like i know both of them personally. For one, books have never failed to thrill me, enlighten me with new knowledge n ideas n insight, thus my love for reading. 
Other than reading, i use d time to contemplate on life, my life that is. Since i am well past 50 years old, it is wise to slow down on certain things, perhaps to even stop doing certain things. Like smoking hahaa
Though i acknowledge d fact that age has taken its toil on me, i am very thankful that He allows me to have a good health until today, albeit d sore joints here n there, now n then.  But all in all, for my age, i am as fit as a fiddle.  Alhamdulillah  Alhamdulillah.
Oh, I've been to d laundry once  n have daily trip to d market n later InshaAllah i will go to d playground with Nia. Layankn dia, knn
This week i have rested more than enough due to d fact that there's nothing much to do here in pj. 
Once I'm back home, life will be back to it normal routine. 
As for now, layankan je.. Sebab hidup memang untuk dilayankan je pun. 

Till then, ciao!!