nous nous chantons

M has a habit of listening to very very old french songs. and this one is among the songs that I can listen again and again (peberet akulah ni). the title of the song is ~ the love beggar.

Le Mendiant De L'amour

J'ai de l'amour plein la tete un coeur d'amitie
Je ne pense qu'a faire la fete et m'amuser
Moi vous pouvez tout me prendre je suis comme ca
Ne cherchez pas a comprendre ecoutez-moi
Dans toute la ville on m'appelle le mendiant de l'amour
Moi je chante pour ceux qui m'aime et je serai toujours le meme
Il n'y a pas de honte a etre un mendiant de l'amour
Moi je chante sous vos fenetres chaque jour

Donnez donnez dodo-onnez
Donnez donnez moi
Donnez donnez dodo-onnez
D.ieu vous le rendra
Donnez moi de la tendresse surtout pas d'argent
Gardez toutes vos richesses car maintenant
Le bonheur n'est plus a vendre le soleil est roi
Asseyez vous a ma table, ecoutez-moi
On est tous sur cette Terre des mendiants de l'amour
Qu'on soit pauvre ou milliardaire, on restera toujours les memes
Ces Hommes extraordinaires ces mendiants de l'amour
Moi j'ai besoin de tendresse chaque jour

Alors laissez-moi vous dire la generosite
C'est une larme de sourire a partager
Je n'ai pas envie d'apprendre pour qui et pourquoi
Je n'ai pas de compte a rendre, ecoutez-moi
Dans toute la ville on m'appelle le mendiant de l'amour
Moi je chante pour ceux qui m'aime et je serai toujours le meme
Il n'y a pas de honte a etre un mendiant de l'amour
Moi je chante sous vos fenetres chaque jour

ku beserah kepadaMu

at first, I was thinking to blog about it. then, when I watched the news about Gaza and whatnot, suddenly I felt, mine was nothing compared to horrendous tragic over there. emotionally and physically.

Alhamdullilah, the hikmah from all these; a state of realization for me of a man who always be there when I have abandoned him so much for such a long time for some ephemeral plastic companionships.

And I decide to stop thinking of others except for him.

suddenly, life is a breeze. no more unnecessary extra baggages.

I start to like a new moi.

oh la lahhhhhh

Will resume my french class soon. bad thing is need to pay $25 for one course, unlike when I was in Quebec, they actually paid me to go to french class (ok per $90 sebulan). The admin is a bit friendly compare to my previous experience but of course as M always told me, immigrant usually nasty to another imigrant-incident. and this time I dont bother to talk about it.

My new year?!

Again, Georgarian new year never plays anything in my life, except for the number changes and so do my duniawi-activities related. My maal-hijrah was a bit dull. I missed to make awal and akhir tahun doa but I managed to fast 2 days. Thinking to fast on 9 and 10 Muharram but completely forgot about it and dear M just reminded me on 10th of Muharram and technically, he reminded me on the nite of 11th Muharram (after maghrib la tu).

My year of 2009 began with sad stories; from family and friends and M's paycheck which will make a huge impact on my finance. And as my prediction, my Credit card privilege had been stripped just like that. hmmm..sayonara gold, welcome dust.

everything's now on cash. haiii menyesai cheq p introduce "till debt do us part" TV series. how I am taking it. actually not too bad. coz he always told me to keep the change - which later will top for his Tim Horton's coffee and timbits and sometimes my breakfast egg and cheese sandwich.

My pretty boys, half of them now is officially pondan. their manhood was now in memory. daddy has used his veto-power to decapitate their balls and mummy has to suck it up in order to keep them.

tapi yg menyesai tak sudah la ni dia jugak. Myself - lost with words. How I wished that I am in Malaysia where my male and female feline children can carefree wuth what they've come into this world naturally.

My resolution. uh huh - I was thinking that I might go for an offspring last year but nil. so, i figure that a resolution will not do any good without an effort.

My 2009 will be whatever Allah has in His plan. suprise me.

Selamat menyambut maal hijrah and happy new year everyone