STOP CALLING STOP CALLING I DON'T WANNA TALK ANYMORE

Sometimes, we thought that we were being good and giving others a bigger space, trying to make them feel more comfortable. We tried our best to do that and we did feel bad when we have to stop ourselves from calling them or texting them. However, who knows, they changed at this time, without thinking back at all. Things are turning bad and they are becoming awful.

YET, no worries! This is the planning of Father God. BRAVO father!

phew!

It's so hot and I'm drinking hot teh tarik.

It's so unfair but we can't do anything about it.

I'm so shouldn't be here, but I'm still here.

You are so shouldn't do that to me but you did.

Just learn from them.

We are so sinful, but Jesus is still loving us.

So, what should make us feel bad?

anger

When will you get angry?

I get angry when someone I care is treating me like a fool.

I get angry when someone I care is forcing me to do something I don't want to do at all.

I get angry when someone I care is not giving me a damn.

Only because someone I care, I will get angry.

unable

Many have fallen by the edge of the sword; but not so many as have fallen by the tongue.

Ecc 28:18

After roaming the earth for more than eighteen years, we people should have learnt, at least something. We all have our family, at least our father and mother. Some of us are not as lucky as others, they didn't get to spend too much time with their family members. For very sure, father and mother, both of them should be there for their children when their children needed them. None of us in this world can replace the role of parents of others. They are essential.

Actually, what's the role of a father in a family? Traditionally speaking, a father earns money, take care of his wife, talk with his children. A mother will make sure the home is being cleaned everyday, her husband is being taken good care of and she had spent enough time with her children. In between luxurious life and joyful life, which will you choose? It's not really an option though.

I wanted live luxuriously, at the same time happily. I hoped, I wished, I wanted my father to be with me when I need him. My wish is not accomplished. Not even once. He earns money for this family, so do my mother. He is a graduate of university, but did he talk to me nicely? Yea, there's once he did that, when there's something wrong and he tried to do something to get back what he wanted. I do respect you, as a businessman, a successful one. But, do you know that I really didn't feel like you are a father? I feel more depressed when I really can't help myself to feel that. So, maybe it's also my fault? Dad, you did it over and over again. Did you know that I'm just a human being? You didn't know that. You didn't know how fragile or how strong I am. Even thought I'm named as your son, but you never know any single thing about me.

Spm results out. I was so nervous when I open that envelope. I was so nervous when I'm getting ready to tell mummy about my results. But, now only I realized that I never thought of telling you. I was stunned. And I laughed at myself. Where is my father? He isn't dead. He's alive. There are so many people regretting that they didn't treat their father nice enough when their fathers were still alive. And what am I doing here? Taking things for granted and not being appreciative? But, I was more terrified when I found out that, I didn't purposely hide something from you, you just didn't appear in my mind. I'm worried when I realize that you faded out of my mind, with nothing linger. Where are you, father?

cashmere

He logged in his msn, wishing that cashmere would be online. It's great, his dream came true. They had their conversation there and he was being invited to cashmere's place. He refused to do so. He wanted to be there so much though. But,it's still not appropriate to go to someone's house after knowing someone for just a while. It'd been quite a while. They almost chat on msn everyday. Finally, on this day, he accepted cashmere's invitation. Cashmere drove that day. His heart was beating so fast when he saw cashmere's altis stopped in front of his house. He loved the altis, he loved cashmere more. Cashmere smiled at him, greeting him in such a mesmerizing tone. He was stunned, he asked himself how could he be so lucky to meet someone who was so nice? Cashmere isn't perfect, but just everything he ever wanted, someone he will feel comfortable when he is spending time with. Cashmere like to whistle while listening to radio's, he tried not to laugh at it. It's really funny though. Cashmere talks softly. Cashmere like to hold his hands, and squeeze his fingers. Cashmere has a bracelet, a silver-coloured one. Cashmere's smiling always make him feel cozy. He just can't get his eyes off from Cashmere. Cashmere parked the car at the parking lot. Cashmere is an interior designer, he was so captured by Cashmere's place. It indeed looked like a designer's place. He was very attracted. He thought this is what he wanted. Cashmere is just perfect for him. Love, care, laughters, kissess, pleasures, happiness. He got everything from Cashmere. He was so happy. But, everything ended when Cashmere suddenly tell him something one day. He was stunned. After spending few years with cashmere, he was so contented. He never wanted cashmere to leave him. Not until he found out that he couldn't do anything to stop cashmere from leaving.

"I've got a boy friend. He's from... I thought I've told you before. I think we can't meet anymore after this. Take care."

Texting, Calling, Sending email. He tried every single manner to talk with Cashmere. But, everything has ended. Nothing left. Only Cashmere's lips which linger in his mind. Cashmere, do you know that you are so important to me? I pretended to be okay, but I'm not. You've let me learn so much. It's all because of you.