Lovely Vista

Flicking through the dampened darkness of night, rowing indolent soul, blowing the repugnant vision. Repudiated morose. Dancing merrily, with scriptured verses of harrumph.

Misdemeanour of the heavens.

And the smell of lingering Burberry was charming divine, in this human mind.

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It was a simple spectacular event. The northern infantry arrived shortly after four. As the tryst begins, sheer sparkling sparkle, with arrangement made for a year. Trays were exchanged and I’m left with a smile.

As usual the questions were aplenty. The most revolting ones came from the beloved granddaddy. There is no way of escapism. Holding my hand firmly, and eloquent masters of ceremony beckoned;

“Kau tunjuuuuuuk aje yang mana, atuk pergi usahakan”

Yes atuk, I wish it is that easy.

Heh.

p/s : To all my uncles and aunties who had the most wicked laugh, no more duit raya for yewwww next Aidilfirtri. Hmmmmph.