Ho! tu dio

Why is a taxi in the middle of a field? There is no driver. Anywhere. Only empty space, a gentle breeze, a makeshift fence and the land itself. The taxi is a statement. The movable perched on the unmovable. This is my land, it says. Stay away. Is this the Holy Land? Where the call of my people, my land, my destiny is heard in the footsteps of soldiers and militants, and in the solitude of prayer? Where is the driver in this land of Israel and Palestine? Who is the driver? Maybe it is a people afraid of another people, bound together all the same. Peoples taking their nations to an undecided destination, where peace and prosperity carry a price too high to pay for now. Or is the driver God? If so, God seems to be everywhere and yet nowhere.

Bukan gambaq aku. Memang la, gambaq perempuan tu. Tapi, bukan aku punya, Damonlynch punya. Tq banyak-banyak bro.

meh pakat gi ghama-ghama

Dah, malam esok di Irbid. Aku makin malas apdet sebab sibuk. Peperiksaan memanjang. Esok pun exam. Walaupun memang aku tak study sangat, buang masa ja lebih, tapi, aku pun tak pasti apa pasal rasa macam rugi masa apdet blog. Padahal, sama ja. Tak study juga.

Dah-dah, adik kakok rajin-rajinlah gi blog ROQS deh. Ambik ilmu-ilmu segalo gapo hok buleh nok ambik. Tengok dokumentari tu ko, sedak jugok. Po kelih National Geographic la weh. Cumonyo gak, takdok la dio tunjuk gajoh, rimau, unto. Tunjuk muko oghe jah. Ngaji-ngaji sikit bab Israel-Palestin ni la deh.Bukenyo time oghe lain pakat gege, kito pun baru nok gege. Pahtu, minggu depe, senyak tok catuk, oghe tuo kato.

Bereh la deh, nok gi jawab exam pulok doh ni. Bai.