The Tales Of Better Me

                                                                The Craziest Buddies

                                                                 The Wonderful Family

                                                                   The Awesome Moment

                                                         My Duper Bestfriends (Iman and Naj)

                                        My Bro, Shaq :)


It was the early hour of Saturday’s morning that have summoned me awake from my sleep,
welcoming me with bright ray of sunshine reflected from the open window nearby.
Such beaming lights were so inviting,
my body embraced it with a warm heart,
and a call of yawn towards the ceiling above as the mark of a new day that awaits me.

As I smiled and took a deep breath on these new air that fills the room, I took a moment staring at the walls in the effort to reconstructed the events happened to me in my mind for the past few month and wow haha,
I’m shaking my head while giggling my way on how things have changed in a jiffy,
I’m started to wonder what else did I missed if I were to even blink for a split second isn’t?  haha.
That’s me, people.


That Feel Good Factor

One
As you all know, I’m just like other college students that your mum and dad would be proud if you are the one with the scroll at the end of the day and would hate you for the rest of your life if you AREN’T the one with the scroll.
I’m in semester two in pursuing of Diploma Of Chemical Engineering in Uitm Penang,
and yes, if you all ever wondered that only a freakin’ dork would choose that courses,
I’ll say you’re a freakin’ moron that deserves to have the Smallest-Pea-Brained Award that fits you, my friend.

Anyway, I have to admit, these courses do take it toll sometimes in pilling the pressure on my delicate brain as day goes by, slamming me with its waves of sophisticated yet advanced chemical formulae and bla bla bla that God knows you would drown in it if you’re not up to it on its league, but so far I’ve managed to swim my way through these sea of waves till now.
Not to mention the extra push from my love ones that act as a full turning point on my life that fills me with the feel good juice down my stomach.
Hurrah!


Two
The extra push that I was referring about above is the endless support and careness of my awesome-out-of-these-world friends from all over and my super duper family. Such bonding between us, it can never be less and can ever be more as my life couldn’t ask anything more valuable than this, I swear.

If you ask me to write a list of them on a piece of paper, I would say something like this “Are you crazy? You might get me more pen and paper because it’s gonna be a long long list, amigos”
Yup, you might need a calculator if you’re about to even think on counting how many friends that I would have but there’s always a thin line that separates between a friend and a BEST friend.
And I will always love my best friends until the very last drop of love in my fading body.

Easy to say, it’s the few that amazes me rather than the bunch. Meaning that having a few best friends is all I need to survive rather than a bunch of friends that you barely know them. There’s Shakil Aiman (Shaq), he’s the toughest Son Of A Black Gun I’ve ever come across. He’s what you called a perfect friend for an asshole like me and I know I might sounded gay for saying this but dude, I love you man haha.

Then there’s my other Rawang’s best friends namely Arisha (Mrs Supportive), Iman (Mr Nicest Guy), Naj (Mr Tough Buns), Amash ( Mr Men In Black) and few that I forget to mentioned haha, sorry buddies.

And meet my newest recruits of best friends here in Uitm Penang which is Zul (Mr Kangkang),
Azzam (Mr Smarty Pant), Wan (Mr Touching), Emi (Mr Gay), Jugah (Mr Korea), and some more friends that on its way in receiving my deepest appreciation towards them.

Never in my life I’ve been so sure that they are the pillar of strength in me,
Never in my life I’ve doubt in them when things get rough or smooth on these road of mine.
They will forever be immortalized in these
secured heart of mine till the end of time.


Three
Her.
She’s the most delicate and
unique person you could ever meet.
Soft like the Strawberry flavored
jelly in Big Apple’s donut,
Independent like a woman on a mission to explore the world within her sight.
Her unique affection colours her personality,
Her finest maturity blossoms her
Her excessive shyness signals her cutest humble self.

It’s funny at first how we collided our two insanely world into one world made
for only me and her.
Such mystery about her that triggers the hunger for curiosity in me on searching for the main
blueprint  about her.
But it seems that I got it all figured out
on how wonderful her world would be
after she slowly open the door of her heart
for me to see.
A beautiful masterpiece that mankind himself
could not yet seen before.
A light that outshines a thousand stars that me
myself could not ask for more.
I may not be just like one of those prince charming out there that promise everything
with zero sincerity,
nor the pretty boys with fancy car and money
that showers you with sweet words .
Nahh, this is just a silly boy named Harry Hazellah telling you that I love you for just the way you are.

Yours truly,
HarryHazellah :)

Aftermath

A twisted scars from Hell's Fire.
                  'Beautifully constructed lie', those three unexpected words are the only living proof to distinguish between the fantasy or reality, good or evil, or even Heaven or Hell. Such lie embedded in a person that seems to be an 'Angel' at first, witnessed by our very own deceiving eyes and yet touched by our little hands, is just another fake mask worn by the infamous Devil of a person that surfaces from its hiding place when they managed to get their dirty hands on what's supposed to be sacred for us, but lost from our possession called LOVE. Let's cut to the chase, good love are hard to find nowadays whether we don't know bout it or pretend to not know bout it. Like an epidemic of a sick disease, these filthy carnivores of people who's devouring the innocent heart of another person is living among us and yes, they are hungry for more in order to fill their belly of greed which has no freaking closing tab on it.

Betrayal, sacrifices, scars and lost is the hardest things to swallow down our throat as a result of a spell summoned by these peoples towards us that we're actually blindfolded by them while they take us by the hand and directs us to GOD KNOWS WHERE. Before we knew it, we're facing heavy casualties that even superhumans couldn't bares to carry those hefty loads on their back. Such grueling process, it has taken a good friend of mine and my love into its black hole that I didn't have the time to do bout it. This best friend of mine which thinks his could own the world to his grasp by his new buffed looks and fancy pantsy ride have crossed the boundaries that I would never thought he would pass, twinning with my now ex-girlfriend in my past relationship and destroyed our longtime friendship for his sake. Wanna know the scary part? That friend of mine isn't the first to flirt with her. And my God, things went worse as she 'engaged' to his flirt and yes, you'll definitely know what happen next wouldn't you?

It is such sick affair, you would say to yourself 'what the hell, i thought only in the movies could have that much kind of drama?'. Well give a slap to your face and head back to reality people, this is REAL. I've once told her, "those boys out there that you thought 'adores' you for serving their never ending pleasures are only in loves with the mask that you had put on, but the differences between me and them is I happened to stay almost ONE FREAKIN' YEAR as they couldn't even last a day if they're in my shoes back then, you can bet me on THAT". Those boys are like trying to feel a cup which is already full as she is desperate for more attention from them.
Enough said, enough done, i'm pressing the 'eject' button from this sinking boat that she had punched a big hole to it.
*pressing*

The Vital Sign

’Tap on my window knock on my door,
I want to make you feel beautiful,
I know I tend to get so insecure,
It doesn't matter anymore.

It's not always rainbows and butterflies,
It's compromise that moves us along, yeah
My heart is full and my door's always open,
You can come anytime you want.

I don't mind spending everyday,
Out on your corner in the pouring rain,
Look for the girl with the broken smile,
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile,
And she will be loved.
And she will be loved. ‘

- Maroon 5 , She Will Be Loved.


It’s a famous phases sang by Maroon 5,
a song which have a thousand meaning that
many of us tend to overlook somehow,
like a passing car on the road that supposed
to bring us to somewhere good but we chose
to ignore.

Love, what more can we describe it?
some said its the devil’s gift,
some, purely out from heaven that fall
stumbled across our life.

Such feeling that captivates us in
breathtaking way ,
adding the ‘extra’ to the word
‘ordinary’ which made wonderful love
as part of our very fragile soul
and share every last drop of them
with the one we loved.

But like every wonders of the universe,
risk will always lingers that could either
be a foe or a friend to us at the end
of the day,
where we cherish love for not only its
beauty, but the price of those risk earned
by us on order to immortalize love itself.



Many have thought it would
be a bed of roses,
a mesmerizing melody played
by the Song of Love,
a fairytale came reality from
bedtime stories but what went
wrong to some of us that we
humiliated love in such disgrace?
How could we even dare to call
it ‘love’ when we, ourself
are not taking the risk carried
by love and take it for a cheap thrill?

I’ve seen tonnes of men and women
fall from their pillar of strength built
by their foundation of love crushed
to pieces by their lover,
those hitchhikers that only treat
love like a pit stop with their hands
carrying away with the heart of a person.

Why?
That the famous last word that most of
us might said, resulting never- ending
sorrow and scars that God knows it
will always be an open wound,
as reminder for what happened in the
past is what we’ll become in the future.

Before it is too late,
do turn away and make a U-turn
back to your initial stop which is our love.
tell me this, when will you ever learn
love you are not on your stand from
the first step you’ve made?

Tell me this, what is your vital sign?

When The Blindman Cries

A wise man once told,
" We shall never make a blindman cries"

Some may asked or even puzzled with a thousand
curious question that keeps knocking on
the back on their head as what does the above
statement is all about.
Same goes to me too when i'm in your situation
at first when i was a young kid,
such pale looking face with a big
question mark stand on top of my fragile head
as a wise man told that exact phrases to me once.
As i'm trying to feed my growing curiosity with
nothing but a question why,
that wise man looked up to me and placed his
palm on my shoulder, smiling softly back
at me before giving me a nod of head.

I have to admit, it's either the bolts in his head is
'a little too tight' or he's just love at making a kid's
mind swirl around like a freakin' tornado
of killer question that no imaginary friends at that
time could help you figure it out, would you?
Yup, that's me by the way and as i'm steadily
taking my steps to adulthood, that question seems
to be bonded to me like it was only yesterday
as I never thought I would
owe those question a lot on how they moulded me
in a way that made me a better man today.


They are those little things that many of us happened to ignore, that would subsequently be a
life changing turning point if we're just pay
a little more attention
to it rather than remorsing to those things
that are momentarily.
A sad joke on how this world that we’re inhabits
nowadays seems to be an ironic place to live in actually,
it’s funny on why most of us chosed to defy these
facts yet suck it up down our troat with a straw anyway?

Bottomline is ladies and gentlemen,
the phrases above conveys on the world that we’re
step on our foot with is slowly yet convincingly
abolished by the hands of mankind themselves.
Yup, a sad tales for our dying breed of the innocent
children of the future generation as we,
’thought’ to be on the road to modern civilization
ahead for the 21^st century is actually on the road
to DEGENERATION.

I know, you might think ‘what the hell is this kid
trying to say?’, yup I know.
But just stop for a moment and take
a look around with that big eyes of yours,
now answer my million dollar question,
where are the good guys and girls have gone lately?
Ding dong! I guess that finally rings a bell in
your head did it?




It’s a sickening feeling down our tummy as we
finally see these event is taking place among
our very life,
in our home where our family lives,
in our pool of friends and surrounding.
Where the saying ‘Good guys or girls finish last’ are
spreading rapidly in our lungs rather than the
polluted air we breathe in everyday folks,
Come on now, let’s stop pretend for a while
that we’re ‘cool’ with this matter shall we?

It came up to my senses as I gradually becoming
a man with my fellow friends,
as adulthood is welcoming me in its league,
it’s a roller coaster ride on these wheels beneath
my feet as it directs me to a splendid phases of my
life in becoming a brand new maturing version of me.
But now I know, these wheels also take me to a place
where I am least expected to be,
or what I called ‘the shit hole’.

The shit hole where all the people that have
fallen into it had became a monster as they
climbed out from it afterwards,
an ugly figure where you wished Freddy Krueger
in the Night At The Elm’s Street is more worse.
But that’s not the scary part yet,
nowadays, our very own ‘Freddy Krueger’ among us
come with a mask.

Yes, they LIVE AMONG US.
Shocking isn’t?
These carnivores is rampaging the
true value of the things we used to
treasured so much.
LOVE, FAMILY, and FRIENDS
are happened to be
the victims of these horrifying
carnivores.

Love,
the thing that we used to sang with a smile
on our face and cherished it like no other,
the thing that we used to give love letters
with a heart-shaped stickers to our lover
is slowly substituted by cheap love
with the tag ‘instant lover please, come
get your instant lover please?’
Such discrimination on a something priceless,
to a something momentarily that is easily
come and go like a freakin’ touch & go card.
How could we possibly say those ‘I love you’
words sincerely when 50% of our heart
is shared to our ’thought-to-be-forever-lover’ and another
half of it is shared to GOD KNOWS how much
there is around she or he may hold in their ‘trophy case’





Why do the people who’s on their journey to
embark for a true love bombarded with a label
called ‘conservative’ while the people who’s
swinging around with loads of scandal are considered
’respective’?
These parasites are eating alive true love where
we used to called it paradise

Without any stopping and restless.
It’s a shame that it also happened to
infected to other sensitive matters,
to our best friends and family.


Yes, you might say ‘we’re young and what’s life
without fun, fun and fun?’ as a point,
but you might as well know that this is not an
excuses for you to treat something valuable like
love and respect like trash and if you can’t
handle it well, then DON’T BE IN LOVE right?
It’s a simple as A, B ,C if we just know the real
concept behind these silver lining.

Love is a place where we,
the imperfect are bound to make it
perfect together through those mazes of love.
Love isn’t just a bed of roses but it’s also tempt
on how we’re prepare on carrying love on our back
rather than just saying it with our boneless tongue.


So let’s make love a better place shall we?
It’s okay if we’re made mistakes through the way
what is love without hardship and well-earned on
every single drop of it right?


The true meaning of why we shouldn’t make the
blindman cries is actually because not only he
couldn’t see things happening around him,
but he has seen it too much of it.



                                                             Yours Truly,
                                                         ( HarryHazellah )

Kehadiran nya

" Kehadiran nya "

"Wahai Tuhan yang Maha Pemurah ,
  serta Maha Penyayang ,
  siapakah bidadari yang telah
  diturunkan oleh-Mu ini ?
  Bidadari yang telah menjana
  seribu satu tanda tanya
  yang kian membanjiri kotak
  fikiranku apabila
  mengenangkan si dia ? 





  Adakah persoalan yang timbul ini
  merupakan punca kepada hatiku
  ini yang senantiasa berkencang ,
  bagaikan ribut yang bakal melanda
  diriku ketika menemuinya ?






  Aku mengaku sifatnya yang berwarna ,
  ceria serta senyuman manisnya
  yang tiada bandingannya ,
  menerangi segala kegelapan
  dalam hidup ini ,
  bagaikan bulan menyinarkan bumi
  yang kian ditenggelami kegelapan ..






 'Cinta' , adakah perasaan itu
  telah bertakhta di dalam
  mahkota hatiku ,
  bagaikan ku seorang putera
  yang menantikan kehadiran
  permaisuri ku ,
  untuk senantiasa mendampingi ku
  sepanjang zaman kegemilangan ku ?











  Tepukan gemuruh kepadanya atas
  keperibadian nya yang terpuji
  di pentas dunia adalah
  satu dalam sejuta ,
  Dan jikalau ku sehelai kertas ,
  akan ku abadikan dirimu
  sebagai sesuatu sejarah yang
  agung dalam hikayat hidupku ,
  BUAT SELAMA - LAMANYA .. "










                                                                                  Dikarang oleh,
                                                                                   ( Harry )

The Revival

'Come on kid, let's move on shall we?'

It's easy to said, that phase alone is the only thing i've
got left to remind myself and move forward after a harsh
conflict with a lot of things.
God knows, i've been in battle with my nemesis alter ego
for quite a while now with nothing but my sword of
wisdom and shield of trust to counter it.
A fierce battle which i've eventually just managed to exorcism
it at the dying moment with a few battle scars along with me.
A reminder that it's real and happening but only to heal itself
as time goes by.
A silver lining that tells me that a true grit of strength only
comes when you had nothing but yourself to fight against
all odds ,
where i had to get up on my feet when i'm
on my knees ,
where i had to bright up these inviting darkness that clouds
around me with my own light.
But hey?
Did i proven myself that i'm one tough son of a gun?
YES I DID :)
Did i made my alter ego looked bad in it's own mind game
while i'm surfacing out as a better man than yesterday?
HELL YEAH I DID :)
So yeah, i have nothing to complain much as all my question
were answered as the journey continues.
These new air that i've been breathing is so electrifying
in a way that i am tormenting my old skins eagerly to
mark the birth of a new me.
A mark of a new tomorrow which i'm fully armed
with an attitude "Give me what you got" to face
the endlessly stream of unsolved reality lies ahead :)

                                                                             Yours truly ,  
                                                                      Harry The Pot :)