Awan Wafdan

Imagine that someday Malay Malaysia will vote to send Indian and Chinese back to their origin country.. this situation might happen.. #BREXIT . Eventhough, right now...  we can see plenty of Malays already named fellows Chinese and Indian as immigrant. They proudly said that Malaysia is for Malay only. Shout (posting at facebook) and scold to fellows Chinese and Indian to know their status as an immigrant in Malaysia. Well.. I know it is hurt. Hurt their feeling. Fellows Chinese and Indians also paid taxes and contribute to Malaysia's Empowerment. Yet, maybe not in politic. But, they are very talented in another fields such as economy. Yeah I know. You might think that it doesn't mean that they will got free tickets to be truly Malaysian if they do this. If we labeled them as an immigrant in a blink of eyes (like what happen in England after Brexit), then what are their nationality? Their country? Their home? They got blue IC right? India won't admit them as their citize

Hi.. to whoever will to read this entry. First and foremost, this entry I wrote when I still at work as security guard. Yes.. it is 3.15am. Ayah aku dulu kerja sebagai security guard juga. In fact he still doing it. Guarding for school. Actually, kerja ni kerja paling senang bagi aku. Tak perlu banyak pengorbanan sangat. Tapi.. tu laaa.. kau akan mereput dalam kebosanan. Yes! BOSAN. It makes me wondering how my father survive it for almost 10 years work like this. And guess bored is the reason why my father berkenalan dengan seorang aunty until tear my family apart for two years. Stay up until 7 in the morning. Yes.. it is not a though job but yet still make you sick in boredom. This is what I feel right now. It is not about chosy. I know I got degree. I realize that my degree is not the green light for me to not to choose job like this. Tapi itulah.. aku ni tipe orang yang dah biasa sibuk dengan segala benda apa yang patut disibukkan. And when I end up just sitting guarding a bui

Dingin malam bersatu di hati Biar budi mengelung di jiwa Andai kata rindu menyirna pergi Teguhkan diri bergurau senda Biar dibujuk rajuk di hati Usah digamit kenangan pergi Hidup perlu terus berdikari Jangan berkabung di relung sepi Kisah lalu biar berlalu Jasad perlu gigih digagahi Selagi kudrat masih bertalu-talu Tanda hati tidak kan mati. ========================== Puisi ini dicipta selepas entah keberapa kalinya aku cuba membulatkan tekad untuk tidak berharap lagi agar persahabatan aku dengan Amir Hudzman kembali akrab seperti 2013/2014. Tahun 2016 Mei 03 . Catatan tentang budak ni nantilah aku sambung.. agak busy tidur sekarang ni.

Assalamualaikum dan Salam Sejahtera untuk sesiapa yang tersinggah di blog ini sama ada secara sengaja ataupun tanpa sengaja. Maaf kepada sesiapa yang sering mengikuti penulisanku. Mesti korang bengangkan? Awat blog ni senyap sangat dah ni? Owner dia dah mampuih ka? Aku ada je kat pelusuk dunia ni. Cuma malas tak malas je nak update entri blog ini. Padahal jauh di sudut hati.  banyak sangat aku nak tulis dalam ni. Tapi itulaaa.. tak sempat! Amir Hudzman. Aku pernah berjanji.. aku akan menulis tentang budak seorang ini. Cerpen Hati Bukan Tisu juga sebenarnya tentang dia. . . Kejap.. makcik aku panggil minum. Last sebelum ramadhan katanya. Nanti aku sambung balik. ================ 070616/ 1459. Baru teringat aku dah nekadkan hati untuk menulis tentang Amir Hudzman ini. AMARAN dan PEMBERITAHUAN. Apabila kamu baca kisah ini, kamu mungkin agak terkejut sama ada dengan realitinya siapa aku dan siapa Amir Hudzman ini. Oh, ya! Kisah ini dari perspektif aku semata-mata. Jadi boleh jadi