Saturday, November 3, 2012

Empty Nest

After many unsuccessful attempts, managed to capture the full moon using a 5mp phonecam with very limited function.

 
Been awhile since I last enjoyed my cup of steaming black coffee under the moonlight accompanied by Kitaro's music.

Coffee gives me heartburn nowadays.

Switched to Bharat's white tea since my Midweek Break. [thanks to Ayong's friend]

I was getting concerned Ayong might be left on the shelf since most of her friends are married and have children. 

I was over the moon when her 'friend' paid me a visit on the fourth of last raya [eid-fitri] and have since proposed to her.

Still waiting for 'rombongan meminang' though.

In the meantime, my emotion goes on roller coaster rides.

The anticipation of receiving a visit from an engagement party and to eventually plan for her wedding is very exciting.

The excitement comes with sadness though, for I will be all by myself in not a very distant future.

The nest will be totally empty.

Offsprings will have their very own nests.

Except for occasional visits, I'll be all ALONE.

Though the thought hurts like hell, I can't be sad.

Damn these tears. How do I stop them?  

4 comments:

Zalilah Mohamad Sulaiman said...

Sweetheart...
oh dear dear friend of me
so true though your words may be
resign to it and face it shall we
to plan to hope to pray do we
alas... none better than HE...


You've brought your ayong & epit well, my dear, they will always have you close in their hearts...and hey...reward you with young ayongs & epits no?

Zalilah said...

Sweetheart...
oh dear dear friend of me
so true though your words may be
resign to it and face it shall we
to plan to hope to pray do we
alas... none better than HE...

Oldstock said...

An occasion to both be happy and sad at the same time. Semuga pertunangan dan seterusnya majlis pernikahan akan berjalan lancar.

Don't stop the tears... letting them go once in a while is good for the soul..

koolmokcikZ said...

thank you Ila . thank you Oldstock.

your words gave this old heart some comfort.

still, the pain won't go and the tears won't stop.

you see ... since last year, my bathroom is dark because there is no one to change the bulb and no handyman/wireman/chargeman/pomen would come all the way to my place just to change a bulb