Dedication

Daruz Kei, this is the picture that I have mentioned to you which was taken in my graduation day in my former school, Sultan Alam Shah Islamic College, and I edited it. From left is Akif, Qutham Akif, me, Azri and Aiman.

Usually, most people will treat their juniors really like a junior but I never did that in my schooling days. For me they are the parts of my life, I mean like my own brother. And the closest brothers are they.

We are really close like siblings. We always did activities together like mingle around, eat our meals, fast, break fast, go out for outing ect.

And now, I miss all of them especially Aiman as we do not meet nearly a year. I have tried to have a visit to his house but I have failed. Actually, Aiman transferred to his former school last year which gave a big impact to my life. However it is, I got chances to meet Akif, Qutham Akif and Azri a few times this year.

What can I say here is I love them all as my brothers and hope we meet together again in future.

Untuk siapa-siapa punya rasa
Afandi09

One of the most frequent questions thrown by my mates to me is who is syafiq? Yeah! ‘Who is Syafiq?’

They have their own firm stands to ask me this particular question as my real name is Ahmad Afandi Bin Suhami which, clearly, has no correlation or relation at all with Syafiq. So, why?
Actually, what do I know is Syafiq is an Arabic word, of course it is, comes from word syafaqah, which means affection, fondness or love and, so, syafiq means ‘a person who is loved by other people’ (something like that). For me, I love its meaning, so I use it as my surname in most chatting rooms.

Other than that, Syafiq is the name of my bosom buddy (best friend) when I was 11. I first met him when I attended a religion class at a mosque. What can I say about him is he is truly a friendly guy. I never have a comrade as him. What did I know about him is he is a diligent, discipline, and kind-hearted boy.

However it is, I lost touch with him (lost contact) when I stopped my lesson at the mosque for certain reasons. When I was 12, I got a chance to meet him at his school but just for a moment. I saw him with his buddies playing around by the school gate. Suddenly, a wave of nervousness came over me, so I turned around to gain my courage, thinking what should be the first word to say to him. A second later, after turning back, his figure had gone under the sunny day. I felt tremendously bad!!

Once again, when I was 14, I met him at my housing area. You know, I did not see him about 2 years and I was half-forgotten of how he was look like. In that afternoon, both of us were on our own bikes. I cycled to a stall and I spotted him. At first, I did not realize him because he wore a cap. After I reached home, then, suddenly, I remembered him after pondering (thinking) hardly who he was as I thought I had met him before. So, I grabbed my bike and cycled back to the spot where I saw him. But, once again, he had gone.

I did try my best to search for him such as I did seek for him in his housing area, ask his schoolmates and more but I have failed. A few times I try to replace him with other person but nobody can do it. I told you just now he is a good boy thought after asking his friends he was the worst student in his school (He was a school gangster). I never let this fact as a reason why I have to forget him. For me, he is still a good boy in my eyes. I miss him. I really hope to meet him though he maybe has forgotten me.

Di sini
tempang tariku
sumbang silatku
kerana
ghaib tarimu
ghaib silatmu.

Nafsu
membikai tuju
bukannya kau maju
kau pulang mencari ibu
berkisar alasan beribu-ribu.

Panah mentari membakar rindu
puncak siang kian kelam
apatah lagi malam
rindu mendalam
suram.

Hatta
aku tuntut kasih
aku tuntut sayang
aku tuntut cinta
dari kau
moga


terurai
kusut rindu.

Food? Food? This word is really popular among my friends in KISAS. The reason is they truly love to eat food from a stall, Wak Kanang, at the side of our hostel. Nearly, every night, there would be some of them would go there to buy food for themselves and comrades. They were nut with the food! But I was not one of them as I was nut with pizza. Yea, pizza!!!!

During the examinations days, SPM, my roommates and I always called Domino pizza. Not the small one we ordered, not the large one neither, but the extra large one, 15 inches. That’s tremendously huge!!! The price? Emmm.. Need not to tell here. What do I can say here, based on Muhammad's calculation, my roommate, a week we eat 3 pizzas. Yummy! Who were my roommates? They were Syamil, Muhammad, and Nafis. Want to believe or not, Syamil was really obsessive with pizza. But I was the worst. Quite hundred of ringgits I spend for pizzas in the end of the year.

The hardest time about pizza was how to bring it into my room silently, without anybody’s realization (hahaha)

With whom I ate pizza?
Syamil, Muhammad, Nafis, Miss Norhisyam and classmate, Amir(Pizza Hut), Majdi, and more…
My juniors: Qhutam Akif, Akif Zulkornain, Azri, Aiman Basun, Hafiz, Shahirm, Tamim and more…

Here are the pictures. But actually there are a lot more but I don’t know where are the pictures now. And Nafis, I am sorry as I can’t find your picture at all.

In my room in Ali Block. Muhd was the one who took pic.



Look at Adib's face.. lol. Nafis was not around at this time. Sorry man...



Emmm... Yummy!!!



Who is this boy?



This picture was taken for our farewell. I Miss you guys!! Forgot to take picture for Azri's birthday party. Once again we ate Domino Pizza. :P




I ate at Pizza House Restaurant.



Amir, I miss this moment. We discussed about our plan after SPM. Remember?



Two of the pizzas that we ordered.


However it is,

I miss Domino Pizza!!!

This a story that I found in a web. Hope you all will enjoy reading it..



Holding firmly a dark brown wrapped glass bottle in his left hand, Shawn yells strongly in pain till can be heard in the next few houses. He has gulped a liquid in the bottle a little and now he is suffering. He staggers a few inches forward, trying to reach a portrait on a wall in his living room, and his vision is getting blur and he feels truly dizzy. Tightly clutching his throat with his both hands and the bottle glides down from his hand, broken into pieces. Then, he collapses on a rocking chair, falls down on the floor, crawls and his fingers are scratching the floor. He is committing suicide.
Why he is mad? A short question clouds in my thoughts. Why he did so? Once again, a question storms in my confused mind.

Knock! Knock! Knock! Somebody is at the front door.

‘Open the door! Shawn! Open!’ A loud shrilling female voice is heard, urging Shawn to open the door but, actually, it is unlocked. That is Sherry. For Shawn, she is a special person in his life. Because of no response, she opens the door and dashes into the living room. Startled, her eyes are on Shawn who is lying on the floor. Quickly, by leaps and bounds, she gets him.

‘I-I-I-’m sorry Shawn, it’s really my fault. I-I-I never mean to do so!’ Sherry wails. It is getting worse after she realised a lot of small bubbles.

Just now, Shawn went to meet Sherry at her work place, a restaurant which is situated 25 metres from Shawn dwelling. He invited Sherry to sit with him because he had something to tell her and it seemed to be quite important for him. So, Sherry sat on the opposing chair. She felt pretty anxious with Shawn’s strange behavior as since their first meeting on the last seven years, he was never being too serious.

Shawn removed something from his pocket and showed it to Sherry. He knelt and said ,‘Would you marry me?’

‘Are you mad?’ frowning, she replied loudly in surprise.

Her eyes showed her anger. Everybody was staring at them both in the restaurant, some of them were clapping their hands. Shawn was exactly surprised with her reaction and she was truly surprised with his action. Shawn thought Sherry loved him but she thought Sherry was out of mind. Then, she slapped him, just nice on his left cheek, in public. A wave of shame went over him. He was dreadfully in a big disappointment as seven years he waited for this time. After that, he quickly left the restaurant.

‘Shawn! Wake up!’ Sherry cries to Shawn whose head is on her lap but it is too late. He is dead. Tears stream swiftly from her eyes and she feels terribly lost.

I know that Shawn loved her more than himself and I do learn that Sherry loves him, but due to her shyness, she rejected harshly his propose. Everyday, Shawn would stare at the portrait on the wall about an hour. It is Sherry’s portrait. Shawn was mad of her. If he could not win her heart, he believed his life is valueless because he got cancer and he only could survive a few weeks more. Winning her love is the only thing he hoped. Sherry is also like that. She loves him as well. She has a picture of him and she puts it one in her purse. What can I do? I am just a little bird in a steel cage. I only can see and do nothing. If I am free, I am sure that I can help them and other people as well. And, of course, Shawn would be the happiest man in this world if knowing that Sherry loves him.

VS

It is never in my cloudy thoughts to acquire a scholarship from Petronas because I did not get any call from them as some of my friends got a call (though I believe and confident can get it). They asked me, a few times, either I got any call from Petronas or not. I did not get any call, so, of course I did not get the scholarship. (What a bloody and creepy question!!) Then, they, Arif and Hissam, forced me to check the result in the midst of the mysterious night. I was reluctant to do it, so, I asked Arif to checkit out. Alhamdulillah, I GOT IT!

Nevertheless, I want go to UK but not US. Now, my parents force me to take this scholarship and ignore the other scholarship (but I do not get the result yet. . lol) Oh Gosh!!!! What should I do?

Lewis Clarke
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