Sunday, 1 November 2009

..yesterday's sun..

..the lines below was my response to a post in a friend's blog, Uncle Lee..I thought it deserved a place here in my blog..as a little window to this oldster's heart.

"..I have reached the stage where I have given up on most things..some due to health, like smoking...some due to expediency and lack of stamina, like fishing and hunting for birds and small game with my 12 bore shotgun..some due to propriety, like singing and dancing..all these I kept locked up in a small cupboard in some quiet part of my mind and threw away the key..your blog helped me retrieved that key..and I took out my dancing memory and relived for a while those days when I was young and foolishly carefree..dancing and singing the nights away..with a flame in my heart and a fire in my arms..I cannot bring back those times..and most times I let that cupboard of memories be..of days past..and I will not allow the tears for yesterday's sun hide my view of today's stars..thank you, lee..you made me recall the rays of yesterday's sun.."

3 comments:

Justiffa said...

Salam Pakmat,

i leave you with this paragraph of baz luhrmann's 'sunscreen'..

"Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance
the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary… what ever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. Enjoy your body, use it every way you can… don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever
own. Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.."

Check out the lyrics in its entirety.. rasanya you'll be smiling by the time you finish :D

emmet said...

pakmat, how do you write so beautifully...

pakmat said...

..salam emmet..sometimes I write with my heart..sometimes with my tears..:) for it is said that a man who does not know how to cry, does not know how to write..but mainly, I write when I am emotionally charged..anyone can..if they r moved by a tabby nestling its kittens..or struck dumb by the colors of a sunrise..have you ever looked at something of beauty..?..you try to capture it with words, yet you cant..for all the words in the world cannot describe it..you give in to the feeling of helplessness..and suddenly, the words flow, as easily as the tears that welled and and formed turrets along your cheeks..:)
cheers..and you take care..