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Three Special Words
by Shai Coggins

When we talk about three special words, the first things that may come to mind are: “I Love You” or “I Miss You” or “I Like You”.

But, apart from these, the three words that I consider really special are: ARE YOU OKAY?

Why?

1) I like the fact that these words express care and concern. Asking someone if they’re okay gives the idea that one has noticed something different about the person - and that one wants to verify if this observation was spot on. So, they make the receiver of the question feel that someone has actually seen him/her.

2) They give the receiver of the question a chance to share one’s feelings or state of mind at a given time. Sure, the answer may be a simple “Yes” or “No” - but one can derive a lot of things from the simple answer by listening closely to how the question was answered.

3) They don’t need to be uttered by people who are only close to us. They may be shared between colleagues, acquaintances, and even strangers.

What about you? Can you think of other three special words? Why do you consider them special?

How do you feel when someone asks you: Are you okay?

- HOW TRUE. TO ME, AT LEAST.

Chapter VII

Venue: Camp in Sch(Specific site: humble cubicle in staff room)

Kids having Humanities Camp. Not exactly involved, but I am joining for the fun plus I am planning for collaboration with Social Studies/Geography with Art. So why not? Furthermore, the sec 1 students are adorable. Lovely bunch.

Just watched Day After Tomorrow. Great movie, effects are fabulous. I am disturbed. It gave me an impression of Akhirat. Before watching the show, my take on Akhirat is about that. The whirlpool, water covers 3/4 of the earth, buildings crashing, earthquakes, thunderstorms etc. And everyone eventually collapse, without any survivor. Throughout the show, my mind was distracted by the scene in Akhirat and in contrast to that, I was thinking of him! Two poles apart.

I have decided to stand by my principle. Guess the chemistry between us isn as strong. I cant be with a workaholic insensitive person. As much as there are numerous things I like about him, it is just as much amount of things that I dislike about him. Weaknesses which arent acceptable in my terms. I believe so much in trust and executing a promise made. I understand about possibilities of broken promises, but I do value explanation for it and a note to say it cant be carried out at that point of time. I felt I deserve to be explained and apologised to. Well, to be honest with myself, I couldnt see myself living with him. Unlike before. Perhaps I have not seen the other side of him yet. Syukur to Allah that I have already encountered this experience, or I would not know and blindly accept his proposal. Think mum's dream did convey a certain message to her- a sign that her daughter should try to analyse. Not one dream but two, of an almost similar dream. Well, mum knows best. It is pretty sad that I have to let it go, but I am telling myself, if i dont do it now and just prioritise feelings, I am going to regret in the later part, for sure. I would not want to spend half my life bicker about our differences.

I feel, this incident is allowing me to open my eyes or rather my heart for another deserving soul- whom I(my mum&sis too)felt is way off so much sincere and trustworthy. In fact, I think he was the One that God delivers in my doa. My humble little doa was fulfilled. But due to his slowness, I decided to give others a chance which I ended up hurt. He still tries, but in sucha subtle manner that surprises me every now and then. The text msgs for alternate nights, never fail to craft a smile on my face. It will always be a different line but based with an identical meaning. Sweet chap. Much much older than me and I'm loving it! Guess I'm beginning to accept and appreciate the feelings he's harbouring. Best part of all, he seems to have got Mum's blessings way back.

*waiting for the Macdonalds delivery!*

Love-Sadness-Anger


Alannah

Love is powerful pink

It tastes like sweet and sour

It smells like bubble gum

And it reminds me of happiness

Love sounds like laughter

And it makes me feel safe


Delaney

Sadness is drizzle gray

It tastes like cold fear

It smells like a deserted forest

And it reminds me of the rain

Sadness sounds like crying

And it makes me feel lost.


Sarah S

Anger is coal black

It taste like dirt

It smells like rotten fish

And it reminds me of getting hurt

Anger sounds like screaming

And it makes me feel like crying.


Poems written by children.
I am amazed by the way they describe emotions explicitly to the physical things around which actually feels so right.
Their interpretations towards love, sadness and anger is as close as how I am feeling.
Except for the final line for Love.
That, I am not too sure.

Chapter V

Procastination
procrastination, cunctation, shillyshally

the act of procrastinating; putting off or delaying or defering an action to a later time

Plans of furthering my studies.
I am worried of my family I am leaving behind.
What if my mom/ dad were to fall sick?
Who is gonna accompany my sis when she needs someone?

I feel, this is my most challenging year.
Too many things are happening.
In family, work, relationships etc

How I wish I could bring my family to New Zealand with me.
If only they would agree..

I just wish there would be someone close I know who would be there with me.
I have moved off from my latest relationship.
Personality clash.
One of the toughest one I ever had.
Hmm...seems that I am always getting into the wrong zone..
It is either the person does not have a mind of his own and no ambitions
or someone too strong headed and insensitive.

Jacq, my lovely colleague ever asked
what is it that I am actually looking out for?

In terms of character,
I adore those goofy ones like Ashton Kutcher!
Expertise: I dont like office-ish types.
It is either a sportsman or an artist.
The only two types I could get along.

I have been with a sportsman,
maybe it is too early to judge.
People are different in one way or another.
I have met artists.
Loads and loads of them.
But I guess, I've only fallen for one.

Chapter IV- carbo phobe

Ambiguity.
It is keeping me on my toes.

Questions
Answers
Question again
Answers?

This is so interesting.
Argh! :smile:

I have lost 10 kg.
My oh my,
my crash diet works.
But I hope to end it really soon
It may endanger my own life
No one knew about my dizzy spells and fainting incident in the bathroom
I need to lose another 10kg
Colleagues are worried.
What if something happened to me?
It is true I was under depression
due to irregular meals and insufficient nutrients
I hope to lose it fast and I am done.

I am not anorexic.
No way i would be that.
I love chocs, but super ultra dark ones pls.....


Chapter III

Pottery.
Throwing.
Air bubbles was not released.
Dough was not knead properly
Hand shaken, unstable
Pot shook, wobbly
Weak base.

My doa was misinterpreted
As i recalled,
I felt i had met the creation

I was wrong
The stranger that I knew,
is not what I wishes for.

None of the parts of the doa,
he could execute.

Somehow,
I strongly feel The creation has been existing in my life
Just that I did not really notice
Until recently.

Bedtime has passed.
Working day.
I cant sleep.



Chapter I

"Dear Lord, I have finally plucked up enough courage to face you. To admit to my hideous faults. Here I am, for the first time in my life.. I am ready to ask you to show me the path I should take. Here, stooping low before you- a human being who err all the time, weak and fragile. Bestowed upon me an internal strength to overcome my final hurdle to voice and walk out of the pool of sins I have been drowning myself for the past 7 years. Present to me a beautiful creation of Yours to walk the path with me, holding my hand- to protect me from the wild 'lives', dry my tears when I am afraid of pitch darkness, feed me with fruits made from love, puts a flower in my lustrous hair, end and live the next day with a smile, shares love, appreciation, seeks forgiveness from You. In return, I would like to be the strength of the beautiful creation, one of the reason the walk is scenic is because of me, to shower endless love to this creation and to bear more beautiful creations. Dear Lord, I am grateful to be given a chance to be able to live to this day and saying all these, honestly from my heart. A heart which seeks guidance, a braver heart to overcome obstacles, a sweet heart that has finally willing to open her door.."


A memorable caption of my doa
After Marghrib prayer in late May 2006
which i modified into symbolic statements
but still retaining its original meaning.
A tiny doa to Allah,
accompanied with deep sincerity.
Hoping for the Light to be shown.

I spent my days after
with good feelings
of the brave attempt
An attempt I thought I would never be able to do
An attempt which still left me crying to this day
Ironic

Come June 2006
My Doa seemed to take shape
I was amazed
Miracles works in such an amazing way

ALHAMDULILLAH









Chapter II

Like a feather that follows the blows
Like a famished kitten that follows
Like a dog heeds its master
Like looking into huge mirror,
And saw Myself.

I tasted Sweetness
For a moment
Too short a moment I did not even swallow
Before it even gets to linger in my warm mouth
I was choked
To spit

Dazed.Lost. Confused. Regret.