Untitled. Histories.

What happened today was a history.
What happens tomorrow is a wonder.
Like we say to ourselves.
Things don't happen miraculously.
But rather it revolves around.
From bitter to sweet.
From red to blue.
From black, to white.
We do not know what's around the corner.
But we happen to be sad when it's saddening.
And be happy when it's joyful.

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While I was finding my books around and everything, I found a book I left on an old shelf. Opening the first page was this writing here that I wrote on this scrap book of mine. The cover was really worn out. It was untitled, and if I remember them vaguely, I wrote this 3 years ago. That is somewhere in the year 2010. Usually in every things that I wrote, there must be a title. But this one doesn't. So this one is really untitled.

I don't know, but at the time I remembered I was so sad. Or probably I was frustrated of the things that I could do to change was little to nothing. Or either it was because my long lost friend died days after I wrote this. It was a vague memory, it was probably because it was too sad that I felt it was a must forgetting it. And yes, I still do feel those moments I wrote this even when reading them until now.

But what was more interesting looking back at something what you written before, is like a written history of yourself. Perhaps it's a proof in the future, or somewhere there one day, that you've actually gone far more stronger than before. You are able to make differences for yourself, for what is good for you to take and what is bad for you to reject.

We often fear for the things we don't actually see. We often fear for the things we don't even know well. We often had much fear for the things we shouldn't really give attention to. We lost focus, then we do not know what to do. We make fear as an excuse for us not to push beyond the boundaries. Weak points and boundaries are two different things. Therefore, if we fear, we make a boundary between ourselves and the challenge we faced. Weak points are your disadvantages, the things you were not good at.

To some people, it is improving these weak points, are the catalyst for them to go forward and become a better man than yesterday. These people, are the ones who took the risks. They took failures as a lesson to become stronger and weak points as a challenge.

Perhaps in the future, you can tell yourself that you didn't make excuses for your challenges or avoiding your failures. Perhaps you can tell that you took a bigger risk for a better future.

Probably it didn't turned out as well as you might have thought. But for me, I have never regretted in taking my risks. I always believe in, if there were men who died bravely for what they believe, why not me. I always to myself, never cry over a spilt coke. And never cry, no matter how sad it is in front of other people. Because I so believed into when you're struggling over something, put your faith, honor and pride into it. It will be a treasure one day.

My original intent here was to write something I wrote on my laptop earlier. But boom, it got into some weird virus and hell it can't access the net for now. haha.

But this one's fine, for now I guess. I haven't wrote anything for a long time, didn't I?
Asyraf Amir. 2012