My family and I had just done moving to Wangsa Melawati. Moms decision.
Monies from kuih raya project settles a bit of house deposit and lorry's fee. The rest is from a dear friend of mom. Not that I don't want to pay anything but I am yet to have my salary.
Now Ramadhan has come and this is the time where all the great things are supposed to happens.. NOT !
I am broke. Mom is the same. Lil bro ain't no nothing bout the harsh life we living.
Just now on the way home from work suddenly i was thinking bout our past time. The good times. How was we living. How happy we were. How I remembered Mom's smile. Out of nowhere tears fell down. Non stop I tell you. Haha.
Just imagine having teardrops all the way from Pavilion to KLCC and in the LRT. I am not crying but it just wont stop at all. Plus with my flu sure people think I am sobing or just broke up.
Haih, life is all about harsh time, and how we climb back up right ?
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