Life is a journey, through time and space. Every day of your life is a page of your history. According to an Arab saying, all of us are divided into three classes: those that are immovable, those that are moveable, and those that move. I don’t know what that really means,but here I am again, on the move.
“... all my bags are packed, I’m ready to go ...”
I’m flying to Houston, for some deepwater oil (nope, not the minyak urut) business. The journey will be a long and arduous one. It will be a 20 odd hours of either sleeping, watching all-not-yet-shown-in-AXN House episodes, playing In-Flight Trivia, chatting with the kebaya-clad stewardess, but mostly sleeping.
I have a couple of non-business days in Houston and LA. Donno who I’m gonna meet this time. Hope everything will go well. Lemme share a secret, before entering to a new place, or a premise, or a city, make it a practice to recite the ‘Doa Masuk Bandar’. God willing, people will love you, and all your dealings, will be smoother than silk.
Sudah terasa rindu padaku?
Why don’t you grab the GLAM Magazine February 2008 issue. Hayati goresan tintaku. Rindumu pasti terubat. Or worst case, maybe getting shoddier.
“... tentang rindu yang hilang di suatu musim dingin ...”
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