Saturday, February 5, 2011


Sila baca sepatah demi sepatah ye! Jangan malas! Hee.. Walaupun ini adalah prosa klasik, siyesly saya cakap, memang menusuk kalbu menikam jiwa.. Senanye poem ni saya belajar masa form 5 dulu.. Saya mmg sgt enjoy blajar english poem masa sekolah dulu.. Tgk member kat sebelah tersengguk2, tapi saya segar je.. hee.. Sampai sekarang saya ingat poem ni.. Ok! Ok! Nak cakap saya ni minah bunga2, jiwang2 baca sajak la tu?.. yaaaaa!! thats rite yo! Saya admit, saya memang berbunga2 dan ada taman bunga dalam hati.. Walau muka sombong macam cannibal, bunga dan saya mmg xdapat dipisahkan *walau xpenah dapat bunga real atau bunga bank* sob2.. *harap2 dapat bunga dr yg tersayang suatu masa nnt..teehee* Ok da lari tajuk.. Baca ye.. memang memberi semangat.. Ni ala-ala seorang ayah yang memberi nasihat yang paling jujur kpd anak lelakinya.. tp anak pompuan pon leh jgk lah kan.. Layaaannnzzz.. Zaaaaasstt..
If by Rudyard Kipling..
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream–and not make dreams your master,
If you can think–and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ‘em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings–nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And–which is more–you’ll be a Man, my son!
Wow, so classic and meaningful kan? I hope all those 'ifs' can turn into reality.. I really hope i can still trust myself and my religion, when everybody is losing theirs.. I don't wanna be a girl who looks great but nothing inside.. I hope I could have enough strength to treat triumph and disaster equally.. I hope i'll be brave to stand up again after falling down many many times.. I hope i won't stop my journey of adventure.. I hope i could be a respectful doctor in future, i can walk with a President, yet i can still behave with manner with the kampung people, still i could share stories with the 'not so well educated' people, i don't lose common touch with them, because i'm not that good, i'm just being lucky to have good education, i should be grateful.. I hope i won't spit on my foes, but i want to gain their respect by respecting them.. I hope i can be a good person intrinsicly and extrinsicly.. Biiznillah.. *Ameen*

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