lesson #1: sit & wait.
Friday, September 29th, 20062 weeks. thats the period of time i’ve been busy enough not to write anything in my blog here. ever since the second half of the semester have started, almost nothing changed. my roomates have been busy here and there with all their college activities, classmates sibuk2 nak balik umah leaving me in this room alone with my computer and a software marvel called zuma. not forgetting the neighbour from hell.. =)
referring back to my previous blog, i think i said something about my unrealistic goals to accomplish many things for which i myself know that almost none would be materialized anyhow. but of course, to my surprise also, i’ve reached 1 goal which i think was near the impossible; i’ve passed my B-class licence, and now am riding with no more guilt! well, at least i did something rewarding during that week..haha~
also another thing about my bike, although i’ve just been using it for almost a whole month, i somehow experienced the uneasiness of the ‘kudung-like‘ feeling when i lost my keys-well, it was not me who misplaced the key, a friend did. but thats not the point. i want to tell a miraculuos story of how i get them back.
after three whole days of a 3-person gotong-royong, struggling to find the keys, i decide to call it quits and called my mechanic for help. he asked me to turn the key slot using a screwdriver by force. being a non-motorcycle-stealing-savvy, i’m afraid that my lack of ‘training’ would result in a more severe damage, let alone to start the bike.so i waited another 3days for no reason. then on the 7th day, feeling rindu too much for my moto(almost felt like a caged animal,not able to move around), i sketched a drawing of the keys together with the keychains. then i thought to myself; why dont i just try and put this up-maybe someone have seen them. i post it in the morning(around 11 that is..) without much hope of getting any replies.
then after my asar prayer, somehow i decided to try and perform the solat istikharah, just for the sake of letting Him guide me to what i should do. then just right after my salam someone knocked on my door and returned me the keys!!
gile ah dingdong!
aku pun melompat gumbira laa!!! haha~~
hmm…so the moral of the story here is not to do something dramatically drastic without doing enough re-thinking about. we just need to sit and wait. and istiqamah. then we act. perfect formula for lazy unreliable people like me. haha!!
but what do i care-i’ve got my keys back! =) ..and now back rempit-ing…vVruuuooooommmmm…!!!!
~~ cheers ! ~~