Archive for August, 2007
My new look
31 August is round the corner. It’s a special date for me, not because it’s Merdeka, but because it’ll be my 5th wedding anniversary. Yup, someone actually had enough courage (or maybe too little sense) to marry me and the best thing is five years down the road, we’re still married AND we have a kid. Wohoo! I can still remember the song i sang on 31 August, just 5 short years ago… (to be sung to the tune of Sudirman’s merdeka song)
Tanggal tiga puluh satu,
Bulan lapan, dua ribu dua,
Hari yang mulia,
Hari bahagia,
Faeez khawin
Faeez bergembira!
Kawan dan keluarga semua gembira,
Faeez dah jumpa isteri yg tercinta!
Tiga satu bulan lapan,
Dua ribu dua,
Faeez khawin,
Faeez bergembira!
Yay!
Love you lin!
Funny
A Step Into the Pool of Self
A man stares into himself, what does he see?
Reflections of mortality, past, present, uncertainty,
Disappointment’s darkened visage, triumph’s basking glory,
Find home in the chaotic swirls of the soul,
Tread softly, o wise traveller,
Turn not your back on fate,
Destiny’s caresses far too sweet to ignore,
Bliss in pain, gracious to know that pain means life,
Look deeper, what more do you see, o searcher of self,
Does the stench of imperfection throw you back?
Or are you too secure? Hiding behind a thick hide
of self-righteousness and delusions of grandeur?
Seek not what you hope not to find,
For ignorance is better thatn losing your mind,
Over your true self,
Choking on the truth,
if there’s such a thing left in you,
Look into you, eyes wide open, opened for anything but the truth,
Heart hardened by constant hammering of lies,
Ears clogged up by mounting insecurities,
A man looks into his heart, what does he see?
Another man looking back at him? “Can that be me?”
Disgusted by the truth, pushes away with all his might,
Like a butterfly trapped in the rain,
Colors fading fast…yet eyes still blind,
Ears still filled with sweet nothingness of blissful ignorance,
The pool ripples, gone are the images of truth,
Washed away in the showers of self deception,
A man looks into himself, what does he see?
Everything, all the world and more,
Everything except the plagued soul that longs to be free.
Tagged?
I was recently tagged by my good ole buddy, vern (v.blog).
Unashamed, and since immitation is the best from of flattery, i’m gonna just plagarize what he has on on tag.
Blog Title Blessed Champion
Description Lips uncensored
Why Blessed Champion cuz it’s a loose translation of my name, Lips uncensored cuz i got sexy lips (haha, shamless plug)
Name : Faeez
Country : Malaysia
Occupation : Engineer (at least i pretend to be)
Birthday : March
Fav Color : Black, gray, dark blue
Fav Drink : Mango juice, guava juice
Fav Fruit : Mango, watermelon, plum, banana
Fav Dessert : Strawberry ice-cream
Hobbies : Reading (kinda lame, i know), getting with retail therapy by going shopping with other ppl (and wathing em shop – all the therapy, none of the money), attempt at writing poetry
For my pictures, I’ve posted some on my blog, so feel free to peruse.
I Wish
I wish
Karma was immediate, then there’ll be no crimes,
Children have bad ass guardian angels, then there’ll be no abuse,
we can feel each other pain, then there’ll be…
no wars,
no famine,
no murders,
my pain will be yours, your joys mine to share.
I wish
tolerance was not just a byline,
apathy was treated as a crime,
folks can’t have babies till their minds catch up with their bodies,
then there’ll be,
no genocide,
no third world hunger,
no babies dumped for the sake of misplaced religious pride,
i feel for you, you’ll stand and fall by my side.
I wish
greed was just a misspelled color of grass,
murder only refered to a group of crows,
love conquered all, bunny rabbits, cotton candy and all that jazz,
then maybe, just maybe,
the things i dreamed and wished might come to be.
