In the rhythm of life, there is a soprano that lifts you up and makes you skip along the pavement and bass that gives beat consistently through out, and an alto that takes you along from note to note, creating beautiful music that you dance along all your life.
If I have a song that makes me safe and happy – it will be the song for my love, Shamin. My favourite part of the day is when school’s over and the sky turns tones darker and the wind getting chillier – it is when the burden of the day has been lifted of me and I am walking back home – the only place I could seek comfort and retreat with pleasure.
That is when I hum under my breath and sing a little love song for Shamin.
It makes me happy, and it makes me feel safe. It makes me feel all warm as if he has his arms around me from thousands of miles away.
We are reaching our 3rd year anniversary as an item 
And I recall the day we finished our A-levels, sat next to a longkang, overlooking a green field, both hearts beating excitedly.
“So, kite ni apa?”
“Uhmm..taknak you jadi girlfriend I”
“Oh..”
“Sebab you bukan girlfriend..you isi hati”
Jumblist Massive is a pop-up charity jumble sale that stocks up last season’s URBAN OUTFITTER’S stuff and other high street brand, who gave them away for free to the organizer so they could hold this charity sale.
It’s free entry.
It’s almost like a secret sale.
It’s underground.
It’s dark.
And you pay what you think the item is worth!!
WHAT??!
So, we went there early and was the front line of the crowd pushing down the stairs the moment it opened.
Wow. Adrenaline rush. Excited and full of suspense, we rushed down only to be greeted by a dark, poorly lit with blue lights basement with arrays of stuff!
Heaps and heaps of t-shirts,dresses, pants and jackets and cardigans, and belts and bags and SHOES! with handbags and a small boy’s corner with a corner for bric-bracs and books and board games! Whoo hoo!!!
I just grabbed belts – tan, black, white, red weave and yellow. An urban outfitter’s cable cardigan with gold buttons. A pair of black shiny shoes. And when the lady came to pour out new clothes, I just grabbed at whatever I could. And saw that I manage to got hold of a black high waist skirt, and a high waist denim button down skirt. Shaz got a really cool skinny pants for me. So awesome, it’s my best buy today!! And I got a balloon-message novelty greeting card. Oh, and a scarf.
Shaz got three awesome tops and a naughty party game set. Yum.
And Mek got some tops, a pair of glasses and scarves.
It was literally a grab and snatch deal. I even had to pull some tops from someone’s foot as things started to drop on the floor. Or just grab the shiniest or prettiest fabric and tug it HARD. And put it back in the mess when you find out it’s a silly frilly thing. The darkly lit place meant that people just take up anything and offer their price at the till. It was only when I went out that I realize that this cream colored scarf I bought is actually yellow!
I got two full plastic bags of stuff and walked away with all that for only 10 pounds!
I was sated. And the night followed on with a party
HAPPY 23RD BIRTHDAY BEDA!! MUCH LOVE TO YOU!!
Before I continue to blog about Hogmanay or other things, I just have to extract something from my mind before I forget the magnificence scale of today.
Today is the third day of school and first day of snow for the week. London, as the headlines has been screaming so far, had been transformed to a snowy capital – all icy roads and hardened snow and slush.
But today, it was a totally new experience for me – to be walking to school in snow. It somehow has this different feeling to it compared to other days when I just walk in the snow. Here I am, busy with schedule and late for school but the soft snow falling down seem to contrast greatly with the urgency of my matter.
I am really terrible at describing this.
It is that moment of great appreciation in life – when you are hurrying to gain your interest in life and then there is this beauty that effortlessly overwhelm the whole of London. It is just amazing.
I love it so much. I have already put this day as the ‘day to remember’ in my mind. I have, so far, 5 memories that I can vividly remember the scene and recall the exact feelings. If I remember it often enough, I can hopefully remember it for a long,long time.
“Nenek dulu pegi sekolah dalam se-now” Whoohoo!
I even made sure I studied by the window in the library, which overlooks River Thames, the ghostly trees that line the river and boats and shrubs under a blanket of white.
It was dusk when I finished school and the sky was a pale hue of blue and purple when I walked along Manor Gardens. Snow was falling down most,most gently. Not too packed together, just lightly showering the street.
At that moment, I was awestruck by its opulence beauty. I thought it looked like the stars have fallen from the sky, gracing the earth. The purple sky made it as if the world has gone parallel and the sky is right in front of me, bringing the stars to me. I opened my mouth and a snow drop fell into it – and I could only smile silly to myself for such abundance of nature’s sweet treat. It’s like finally,I am amongst the stars!
This is my favourite snow photo, taken by Hana’ Fedora. Focus your eyes on the tree – it looks as if someone had drawn it on a white piece of paper with charcoal blocks. She captures the essence of what I feel perfectly with that tree – it is a wonder that I savor and relish whenever I set my eyes upon the world covered in snow.
