The little things in life
Ones worth savouring over
Those that seem so mundane and ordinary
Those worth a second look on many occasions

Time and again, we make choices
Decisions that mold us into the people we are today
Some righteous and some wicked
Of all we come to embrace
Of which we grow to love

Life can be an eccentric witch
Along come sorrow
But laughter is always not far away

Ain’t it grand!

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Post from: quaint melody | A Malaysian's life in the bungy land

• Where I was
• Of love and broken hearts
• Blog-hopping
• Idyllic bliss
• Lone star

I always feel a strong sense of harmony when I’m atop a mountain. The winds, the view and the calm air all form into a feeling of enchantment. The pensive thoughts diminished and I’m able to find the inner-peace. Mountains have that magical spell on me. Here, I can set myself free in the oasis of serenity. The world of hustle and bustle is left behind, I can hear my innermost thoughts and hear the rhythm of my soul. No fancy frills and thrills, just magical moments with me and myself.

When I take in the serenity in the air
I hold on tight to my heart and soul
Embracing my live as it is
Rediscovering the charming moments in life
My world as I see it, can be as wonderful as I want it to be

Post from: quaint melody | A Malaysian's life in the bungy land

• A quaint encounter
• Lone star
• Idyllic bliss
• Of love and broken hearts
• Haste

When the buzz is over and crowd has dispersed
A lone star is left at the stale scene
In its dreary state it stands alone
Months and years it awaits
Reminiscing the old glorious days
While awaiting its future to be made

There’s a bittersweet taste lingering in the air
Is it something new or an old familiar scent?
When all is done and said
What is left to savour
What is left to behold
Hope or despair?

When we say we are the owners of our destiny,
does it include those bleak moments in life?

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I apologise if the sense of sorrow in this writing affects you. They just poured out of me when I was standing across the street snapping this scene. I believe that sorrow shouldn’t be something we repress but rather, embrace. It’s only when we truly face up to our demons and accept the dark places in us can we achieve true happiness and be totally content with ourselves.

Post from: quaint melody | A Malaysian's life in the bungy land

• Idyllic bliss
• Of love and broken hearts
• My mountain
• Haste
• Little things in life

Why does the sky seems so grey
Is it because of me
There’s no one left in sight
I feel the world closing in

Of all the places I’ve been to
All the people I’ve seen
People come and go
But memories, the memories of them cast footprints in my heart

As time goes by, I learn it’s all the grand plan of life
Of all the love and broken hearts
Of all the victories and battles
We’ll rise and shine again

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Post from: quaint melody | A Malaysian's life in the bungy land

• Blog-hopping
• Little things in life
• Idyllic bliss
• Light
• Happy parents day!

5:52pm . Sunday . Queen Street
People hurrying away home, preparing for the week’s start.
A stray of orange clouds appear in the sky, over the heritage Civic Theatre.
I stroll along the street, observing the beauty that is the city.
Sunset came and went away, so beautiful, yet so quickly.
Like many things, it’s gone before we even realised it’s there.

Carpe diem! Seize the day!

Post from: quaint melody | A Malaysian's life in the bungy land

• Light
• Haste
• Land of the long white cloud
• My mountain
• Silver lining

Post from: quaint melody | A Malaysian's life in the bungy land

• Light
• Orakei Marina, Auckland
• Of love and broken hearts
• Kiwi sensation
• Wintry Domain

Darkness falls, but fear not. At the end of the passage, a light breaks through.

photography sunset Auckland

Post from: quaint melody | A Malaysian's life in the bungy land

• Light
• Light
• 5:52pm
• Tenacious light
• At the dawn of light