Alhamdulillah, InsyaAllah hunny dan rakan-rakan seperjuangan bakal menamatkan pengajian dalam beberapa hari sahaja lagi. Tahniah kawan2 :)
Berbagai perasaan berkampung di hati. Sedih, gembira, pilu, sayu, teruja dan sebagainya datang silih berganti. Lima tahun setengah kita berada di sini menempuh pelbagai peristiwa pahit manis, suka duka dan mencari seberapa banyak pengalaman dan ilmu kan? Ianya bukan satu perjalanan yang pendek kan kawan2? Bahkan sungguh sulit untuk diakhiri walaupun pengakhirannya selama ini kita sering nanti-nantikan. Waaaahh..selepas beberapa minggu tidak menjenguk blog lantaran kesibukan menguruskan pelbagai urusan, baru hari ini hunny berkesempatan untuk menulis entry baharu. Sesiapa yang berada di tahun akhir pengajian pasti faham dengan kesibukan yang melanda.hehehe...
Pendek sahaja entry kali ini kerana selepas ini ada lagi urusan yang belum selesai dan perlu diselesaikan.
Once there was a girl,
In a big transparent bubble,
walking down the road,
with nothing but the bubble...
the bubble protects her from harm,
that is the way she wanted it to be,
but little that she knew
that the bubble is very heavy
As she tries to pick a rose,
the bubble pulls her away,
covering her tiny fingers from the torn,
That is what the bubble say,
The little girl feels nothing at first,
As she did not know what she had lost,
But everytime she wanted to do something new,
the bubble was there so she is under curfew
Each day passes, the little girl is safe and sound,
Protected in her big bubble,
she earns nothing but a bound.
One day, she met new friends,
there were kind and warm,
They taught her everything she never knew,
And take her to places she has never been,
They showed her that life is nothing to be afraid of,
but something to be enjoyed, loved and keen.
Finally she opens up her eyes,
and step out from the big bubble,
learning by feeling, touching, the sweetness and the pain,
she learns a lot, something she had never imagined.
She thanks her friends,
For what they had taught her,
The most important lesson she learned,
Was they would always be there for her,
With friends like that,
who would need a bubble,
Because not only friends protect her from harm,
They also heal her, whenever she is worn.
-me ana-
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