Sunday, November 9, 2008

Always the love.

I cant tell Sundays from Saturdays or Thursdays.... For each day had been the same. Same spot at the old canteen, catching up on work. The day ends when i reach home minutes before midnight for a deserved sleep. And 6 hours later, a new day, another cycle.

And having spent most of the week in school, i ended my day earlier today to spend some time at home watching tv with my brothers. But i guess these days, kids no longer behave like how they're supposed to. Or perhaps im just lost in my own world where i believe younger brothers should treat their elders with respect.

Sometimes i wonder if Im better off in school then at home. Why bother to love someone when they dont seem to care? Sometimes out of frustration, i do ask my mom if we could adopt a small kid from some home that do not know what it feels like to have a family. How it feels like to be loved. But i know it's costly.

Why is it that i see my brothers changing... growing up... but i still see the same me? I really feel for parents who spent so much time and effort in raising their kids only to suddenly find their kids rebelious and uncontrollable.

But i guess one has got to look life in the face, always to look at life in the face and to know it for what it is. At last, to know it, to love it for what it is, and then to put it away.

Always the love. Always the hours.


farhanah said...


They are gg thru a phase lah.
Dorang dah masuk sec sch ke blum.

Yah,trust me. Just dont give up on them.And dont lost track of them and their activities. Just lead them the correct way.And insyaAllah, they will grow out of it. I used to be setan last time too.

For good boys like you, you have no phase. Thats why u never change from dulu.Which is good :)

Yah, continue doting on them. If u dont receive in return, doesnt mean you should stop giving(love).

TheHoopoe said...

"Always the years between us,
Always the love,
Always the hours..."