Walking down the road

It is the rain of my soul and poured when the storm raging in my mind. When feelings and logics are tangle between right or wrong and win or lose. They are raising many funny questions and silly confusions along the line. These all are happening because I'm walking down the road I choose.

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Location: Paris van Java, West Java, Indonesia

I was born in Bandung, April 1976, and spent most of my education time in that same city. Living in a cool town with a moderate muslim family, somehow become important factors that carving my character. I'm a big fan of any satay, pempek and rujak (anything sweet-lah), and I created this notes as a place where I can write everything that crossed my mind. This writing is more like a journal, footsteps I leave behind as reminder mostly for myself and probably for my descendants. If you, readers, able learning one or two good things from this notes, that was really more than my expectation. Yet if I wrote something wrong or you have different opinion from mine, please let me know, will you? You also have to excuse me for that matter because I'm aware I'm no writer at all.

Sunday, July 31, 2005

Are we really like that?

Are you really like doing that?
scolding people with your words?
are you truly like doing that?
hurting other people feelings...
but then I also did the same thing,
conciously or not I did the same thing.
am I? is it true?
I like the feeling to treat people like that?
Are you? is it real?
I like to trampling people by my words?
then I'm very sad,
cause we hate each other,
then I'm really sad,
cause I know that not what we meant,
then I'm really very sad,
cause we miss so many beautifull things,
then I'm really really very sad,
cause we're able to think such thing,
are we really like that?
wished we can know each other well...

posted by booms2x | 9:04 AM

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