Surat cinta untuk sahabat

For those loved ones whom I laid my heart upon, right from the start of my college ride up until we’re finally apart. I’ll keep you all safe in my mind always, I’ll hold you close to my heart. For nothing can ever do us part. Thank you for your love, thank you for all of those crazy journeys we’ve had, thank you for everything. It has been my greatest pride, it has been one hell of a ride.

Loves of my life

For those who got angry on my behalf.

I've met the loves of my life during college.

And yes, you read it right.

"Loves" as in plural form.

The ones whom I literally can't live without.

Those people whom I hold so dear,

so deep in my heart,

next to my soul.

There is not a single day has gone by

without me being thankful to God

for crossing our paths one to another.

For bringing them to me.

Every single one of them are just so

precious in their own way.

And I love them precisely and solely

because they are the way they are.

I wouldn't have it any other way.

I thank them for the vital parts

they have been in my life,

I thank them for every good and bad times

we've been through,

I thank them for sticking by my side

even when I'm at my worst

(and I tell you, I really am the worst),

I thank them for just simply being.

I thank them for their patience,

I thank them for their love.

I wish they knew that their existence itself

mean so much to me.

I wish they knew how grateful I am.

How blessed I am, and I’ll always be.

No matter what they do or do not do,

as none of those things matter to me.

I just love them, for being them.

Surat cinta untuk sahabat.

- Nanda, 2020.

Comments

Label-free

I mentioned sixth sense in one of my previous post, the “What Should I do” one. True, I stated that the longer we know someone, we’ll develop some kind of sixth sense that’ll help us “communicate” with them. A wordless communication, so to say. That mind reader, gesture-talk kind of things. But I must say that that telepathy is a double edged sword. Why? Because it has its own downside. Opinion. Allow me to quote another saying of Haemin Sunim : “when we think we already know someone, we stop making effort to know them better. Consider when you think you already know your loved ones and when you do, you are failing to see them as they are right now, you see them through the prism of previously held opinions , instead.” Those words quoted from his “Love for Imperfect Things” book, and again, I could not believe how true it is. That “prism of previously held opinions” have an immense power to destroy our relationships because we instantly judge people. We did it in a heart...

The Family Who Read

I was raised in a family who appreciate reading. It’s all started way back when we were young. We grew up reading comic books, our parents often gave us books as our “naik kelas”’s gifts. So we ended up looking forward to books. I remember the feeling when we were anxiously waiting for our packs of books to open, couldn’t wait to read it as we already waiting for it for a long time. And as a continuation of that, by the time we were a teenager, we expand our liking to novels, and our house filled with fantasy books such as “Eragon”, “The Bartimaeus Trilogy” by Jonathan Stroud, books written by Cornelia Funke, “Maximum Ride” by James Patterson and the likes which supplied by our mother. So myself in particular found solace and curiousity in fantasy books. So then we developed our love for books. Growing up, each of us found our own genre, as my brother likes “Haruki Murakami”, me and my father...

We’re Performing, Still

Being remembered is something; something straight out of nothing. You don’t have to do, You don’t need to achieve, You only just have to be. To be you, doing or not doing. To be you, achieve or not achieving, To be you, present; not presenting. When performing gets tiring, that’s the sign of you drowning. And then you cried; that’s the sign of you breaking. So tell me, tell me who are you when you’re not performing? Are you sad, are you happy, Do you angst, do you not angst? Will you catch you, when you fall? Ananda Khaira Azizah, Pekanbaru, May 2nd 2026. Written at 11am on a Saturday.

The Little Women

Search This Blog