2017

2017 was a roller-coaster. Surely a tough year for me, although I’ve had a long vacation for almost six month earlier. A year, where I lose some of my companions, I lose my tranquility, I lose friends, to the extend that I think I’m gradually losing myself too. There were infinite events, things that occurred in this year that somehow altered my personality until at some point, I never feel like before, anymore. This year, witnessed my rise and fall, on how I always haunted by a syndrome that frames you’ve done good enough, you’d given your best but in fact, you didn’t even compromised, you ain’t cooperative, you ain’t productive, at all. Honestly, 2017 sent my heart to an absolute numbness. Luckily there’s Aina Suzaily, who I assumed as, not only made my night, but in fact, she made my year, throughout weeks and month. Seeing her and Ifwat really set a new benchmark in my list of what-to-do in my teenage. You can see it for yourself, her picture conquering among the best. I can’t forget the moment when my notification was hanged and jammed because there were too many people who liked my posts until I couldn’t recognize who’s my followers and who’s not. That is simply the power of (not a common man) an artist. It can be concluded that bumping into an artist can make you such an instafamous in a blink of an eye. Second conclusion is a bitter pill to swallow, but I have to say, that my SPM result and Luqman are more handsome than me. I regret posting his photo yet I proud to reach 1.1k likes (wau batak nakharrom). 2017 also highlighted the moment when I met with an accident (I believe I can fly) for the first time and that incident left a huge impact and scar, thus making me phobia and goosebumps when it comes to riding a motorcycle with peeps. 2017 saw some dreams are still yearning to be fulfilled, some wishes thirst to be quenched, some craves had to be left for some time, behind. Thank you everyone, for staying, for friends, for understanding, for patience in handling me. For foes too! (haha) No new hope for 2018, hoping to be better, to do better, of course. But in 2018, I just want to refurbish old promises that can’t be settled in this year. I really hope that you’re still with me. Mere saath hain. Only you knows you.

I am sitting with manner when suddenly a song rest in my mind.

“Main rahoon ya na rahoon. Tum mujhko kahin baaki rehna…,” I whistled.