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I wonder how truly life could be, Because the answers will be variety, It was a secret of human being, That lies within philosophies, But there’re so many theories, Trying to crack everything, Sometimes leaving a rigid thinking, On what one’s life should be, Even one’s hold a key of thousand possibilities, Which will open thousands doors of the philosophies. Written by Nik Ahmad Fariq B Nik Ibrahim Thursday, June 24, 2010

A story of an old man, Lie down weakly on his bed, With his wife on his right side, Sitting patiently, hearing his talked, About life, family and love, That decorates his life, For each moments of beautiful feeling, For each moments of tears falling, For love that keep growing, In seven’s members of his family. He know time is almost end, But he struggle hard to keep each strengths, Waiting for his child’s homecoming, That is his most precious belonging. Written by Nik Ahmad Fariq B Nik Ibrahim Monday, June 21, 2010 Happy Father’s Day

When I’m getting older, I want to be a man of noble, Always surrounded by people, That respect me like a teacher, When I’m getting older, I want to live proudly in this world, Telling stories to the younger, Even it’s hilarious but it’ll be as guidance. When I’m getting older, I want to be a man of lovable, Have no shamed to say thanks to others, Because like a baby; I’ll depend to them more. Written by Nik Ahmad Fariq B Nik Ibrahim Saturday, June 19, 2010

“RING!!” the clock keep making noises waiting for me to open my eyes, and give it a lovely kiss for what had it done in almost a decade in wake me up, so then I’m not late to perform my Salah every morning. ”Okay, enough already! I’m surrender! I’m surrender! You’ll never give me changes to enjoy my sleep, huh?” like crazy, I’m now talking to my clock, complaining for its loyalty, and it always happen to be like this almost every day at 6.15 a.m. After the prayer, I walked toward the windows and release the keys, and then beautiful scenery of sunrise appeared right in front of my eyes, brighten the sky in every second passed. I couldn’t hold my excitement anymore and without me notice, I already said it loudly, “Morning world!”, and the best thing is, I’m not afraid of being scolded by neighbors because there is no other houses around 100 meters of my house, besides there is only a beautiful, medium large lake with an untouched Rain-Forest, just hundreds meter, at the front of my ro...

 I once fell for 'it',  And so lucky that i also can have 'it',  But I don't really know how to handle 'it', So I let everything move according to fate (I thought), Many things happen since I’m with 'it', I’m laughing and crying, all because of 'it', Unfortunately, time is too short to be with 'it',  Because of my fault, I lose 'it',  Not because I hate 'it',  But because I don't really appreciate 'it', That why now really miss 'it', *MY MONEY! Who steal IT?!!  P/s: original version for the last row is “ My heart and love to my dear beloved ".  Written by NIK AHMAD FARIQ , September 06, 2009 .

One day, there are two men, walking down the street, looking for something in a part of a city which where all types of fruits can be found easily. They walk slowly, finding the best fruit that satisfied them most by asking the owners and judging the fruit’s condition according to their own justification, and normally they end up buying fruits with worst quality ever with their best effort of guessing alone. For a sudden, one of them, Amad stop at a front of a watermelon’s shop. “Okay, now what? Watermelon? Are you kidding me?” Pie asked impatiently, after an hour wasting time at the city with nothing has been bought yet. Without hoping for the answer, Pie keep talking, “I don’t think it’s the best gift to Zali. He is in a hospital Amad and I’m not sure there is anyone whoever brings this as a give for their visit”.   Calmly Amad looked at Pie and answer his friend curiosity. “Don’t joke around Pie; I’m not that stupid yet, okay! But your idea, why not we become the first on...

“I just want to be alive!” that what I always thought in my mind, without knowing what it’s to be alive I’m talking about. I’m here right now. I can breath, smile, laughing and the more important is I can saw thing that happen around me. Is this not considered as alive? I really confuse. I don’t know what I’m looking for exactly in my live. I just, I don’t know, I open my eyes in the morning, do nothing and just follow the flow of the day, then when it came to night, I slept, and it just happen that way every day. I’m so frustrated with this whole thing I faces lately. Yes, I do smile, laugh and have fun with others around, but still at the end I was the one that need to face this feeling, it was so painful, desperate and I feel so lonely. It seriously makes me down, hopeless, pathetic and I feel lose. What happen in me? I do crying sometimes because I can’t bear this feeling anymore and it became worst when I don’t have anyone to share this problem with. I tried hard to figure out...