Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Monday, July 07, 2008
Sand In My Shoes
I almost feel like its been years since my last holiday. Living in a mountains region, is living out of the endless ocean. It was not a choice as I was born and grew up in the mountain region. But, I so very much in love with the life in the mountain home, the people, the thin air, the cold, the snow, the sun, the starts in the night sky, the magnate color, etc. However, to me, a holiday is also about sand, heat, choice, freedom, interaction and those things that I don't have at home. I love the feeling of sand in my flip flops, and I just cannot get enough of the endless sea. Wish I had a holiday escape from these gloomy days.
Two weeks away it feels like the world should've changed
But I'm home now
And things still look the same
I think I'll leave it to tomorrow till unpack
Try to forget for one more night
That I'm back in my flat on the road
Where the cars never stop going through the night
To real life where I can't watch sunset
I don't have time
I don't have time
I've still got sand in my shoes
And I can't shake the thought of you
I shake it all, forget you
Why, why would I want to
I know we said goodbye
Anything else would've been confused but
I wanna see you again
Tomorrow's back to work down to sanitation
should've run back ?? before I left here
Try to Mama show her that I was happy here
Before I knew that I could get on the plane and fly away
From the road where the cars never stop going through the night
To real life where I can't watch sunset
And take my time
Take up our time
I wanna see you again
Two weeks away, all it takes to change in time around by falling
I walked away and never said that
I wanted to see again
I wanna see you again
I wanna see you again
Two weeks away it feels like the world should've changed
But I'm home now
And things still look the same
I think I'll leave it to tomorrow till unpack
Try to forget for one more night
That I'm back in my flat on the road
Where the cars never stop going through the night
To real life where I can't watch sunset
I don't have time
I don't have time
I've still got sand in my shoes
And I can't shake the thought of you
I shake it all, forget you
Why, why would I want to
I know we said goodbye
Anything else would've been confused but
I wanna see you again
Tomorrow's back to work down to sanitation
should've run back ?? before I left here
Try to Mama show her that I was happy here
Before I knew that I could get on the plane and fly away
From the road where the cars never stop going through the night
To real life where I can't watch sunset
And take my time
Take up our time
I wanna see you again
Two weeks away, all it takes to change in time around by falling
I walked away and never said that
I wanted to see again
I wanna see you again
I wanna see you again
Thursday, July 03, 2008
Sunday, June 29, 2008
People in High Platform Houses, Kashgar
I feel so sad and sorry for those who live in High Platform Houses in Kashgar. In some way, I feel myself been in a zoo. Indeed, I hate zoos, to me, it is a place to fulfill human desire but at the sacrifice of others life and their freedom. Therefore, I don't like zoos and it has never been listed on my agenda wherever I go. Wondering around those houses in Kashgar, as outsiders, I feel so disgusting of our selfish. We are complete ignoring their feeling and disturbing their normal life. High Platform could be the future of Bharkor, maybe?! possible?!

























Friday, June 27, 2008
C'est La Vie
Interesting!!! It has been quite some time that I never have looked my blog, so won't even thought of write something on it. But yesterday, a friend told me she was trying to catch me up with my notes, but it was inaccessible. I have no clue why my blog is locked away. Is there something wrong with sharing my travel, my thoughts with my friends? I feel it is absolutely no reason. But, I am not going to bother fighting for it. It is right to stay away from any confrontation with internet.
Friday, May 02, 2008
Plan...
I have to, and also I used to make plans for my work, studies and life..., I believe in that the ultimate result of one’s actions are depending on how individual is picturing their own life. But after all, even with my experienced plans I have no a clue where is my own life. So, now I am completely convinced that the only predictable thing about life is its unpredictability.
Thursday, May 01, 2008
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