Sonnet XVII

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

~Pablo Neruda~

I hate you!!

Don't misjudge people!

Masih teringat semasa saya berposting Obstetrics & Gynaecology (O&G) atau sakit puan. Saya berada di team yang sama selama 2 tahun berturut-turut. Bos kami merupakan pakar perunding sakit puan dan juga merupakan cikgu kami. Semua orang takut dengan dia. Saya apatah lagi. Bak kata senior, the most 'malignant' lecturer/examiner. Apapun, saya berbangga kerana pernah berguru dengannya.

Suatu hari, seperti biasa, kami diberikan assignment untuk dihantar keesokan harinya sebelum jam 8.00 pagi. Selepas selesai diberi tugasan, saya diajukan soalan oleh beliau. "How many marks do you want for your assignment?", soalnya sambil memegang hujung lengan baju kurung saya. Seperti biasa juga, saya pantang bila diajukan soalan dengan tiba-tiba, apatah lagi dalam nada yang sungguh menakutkan. Pasti banyak 'errr... err...' di permulaan ayat. Saya tergagap-gagap. Sebenarnya otak sedang ligat mencari jawapan yang paling sesuai untuk diberikan kepada 'the most malignant' lecturer'. "Err..Err.. A prof!" Lantas, dia mencantas jawapan saya dengan serta merta.

"No!!! The answer is.. Show me the right path. Show me the right way. I don't care if I get D, E or F.. And if academic ask me about the marks, I'll give you A+++. If they ask why A+++, don't you think its a little bit too high? I'll answer to them, she did her task, she submitted her work on time, she did her best, so how many marks should I give her?"

And I just smile. :)

Don't misjudge people, even the most malignant people on earth can speak comforting words..
Even the most innocent people on earth can speak like hell..
*muka ustat pun x semestinya cakapnya elok, muka gangster pun tak semestinya cakapnya ganas*




p/s: Hari ni mood tak stabil - post surgery short case exam yg sangatlah tidak cool+fever+sorethroat+missing  T__T