Bismillahirrahmanirrahim
Habis. Kholas. Finish. The end. SPM.
Alhamdulillah.
Thought that it would cheer me up, knowing that there are no strings on me anymore.
But nope. I was glad and relieved but, the feeling of cheerfulness? Nope, it wasn't there. Instead, the gloom invaded me in and out.
And you know why.
Yes, there are no strings on me. But that also include Maahad. That one string that I refused to let go, as if the string is attached to a balloon filled with helium gas of memories.
( Metaphoric yg terlalu hiperbola )
If I let it go, that fragile balloon of memories will float up towards the sky, further and further until it looks like a little red dot. And disappears.
Or it explodes before your eyes with no mercy before it even reach the clouds.
Its cruel. Yes, the world can be cruel. But only if you think like that.
have faith. There are more to life than you think it is.
Past is past. They are meant to be learnt from, not to be kept.
Cause if you keep it to your heart for too long, you'll never be ready for what's ahead. Let it go.
Future IS scary. But that's what you're living for, fighting for.
In fact, there are still strings on me and you. A lot more. Past is beautiful but hey, you're not living in it anymore.
The world needs us. No time to gape. No time to throwback. No time to waste. We are the SUPERHEROES the world have been waiting for.
Stop hiding behind those masks of pretentiousness and glamor.
Start the fight. By using your weapons of wisdom and courage.
"Die trying or stay alive for a hundred yours with no purpose"
We won't probably have the cool suit like Batman. And probably not as famous as Ironman.
But to Allah, we'll absolutely be way cooler than Batman. And imagine having our names mentioned among the Creatures in the sky, now that's cool.
So now, can you feel the excitement of being the SUPERHEROES?
