Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia.

As Ramadan comes to an end, I couldn’t help but reflect on what has happened not only this month, but the whole of this past year. Somehow the specific period of time that has been leading up to the O’s. Since its almost raya, I should at least make the effort to feel a wee bit melancholic.

Much has happened, circumstances have painfully changed. It’s not like what it used to be. As far as cliches go, nothing lasts forever and all good things will eventually come to an end.

It seriously sucks to see such strong foundations crumble right before your very eyes. It was as if all of it was a big farce, a plastic façade. All of this could’ve been an impending imbroglio, a bomb just waiting to explode. With such conflicts evolving, I question my own strength, integrity and priorities. Should I let everything affect me, or should I give a rats ass on it all?

Then again, shrugging off all responsibility and pretending that everything’s okay could be an option, albeit a cowardly one. No no cannot. That’s what these things do to people. Its better to face the devils head on than denying anything ever happened.

No one will manufacture a lock without a key. Similarly, The Almighty wont create problems without any solutions. I shouldnt complain. Unless there’s a solution to the whole thing, I’ll try not to.

For now, I'll just hang on to what's most precious and long ago memories of much happier times. No point in kicking up a kerfuffle or wallowing in depression for too long, aye? I've got an exam to take.

;D