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People think she thinks too much.
She doesn’t blame them.
She knows that she bears the burden
of thoughtfulness and thoughtfulability.
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She writes stories that are true only to herself.
The way she sees them.
The way she wants them to be.
They are her truth.
Hers alone.
Did she tell you she can fly?
Eda,
you have always flown… and in my eyes always will…
Be
I always visit your blog and retrieve everything you post here but I never commented but nowadays once I saw this post, i couldn’t stop myself from commenting here. nice mate!
really like ur blog Ms Enida! Will definitely list in in my blog list. Cute kids, really~
Dear Zahira,
Thank you thank you! It is an honor to be on your list! I am in Malaysia now, and have been busy terlampau with everyone and everything (that matters to me). So, bear with the infrequency of entries posted ya.
Hi I’m enida’s daughter kitreena I just wanted to say hi, so, hi.
hey there,
came across your name on facebook via Ida Bakar and saw that you are friends with another friend of mine, Intan Azreena.. small world
Cheers
Shareen in Sweden.
Hey there Shareen!
A small world getting smaller, indeed. Fancy having you here, dear. And you are in Sweden too! Gosh, wish I had known this earlier. We could have met up, Shareen! Yes we were in Stockholm in March and May. Enjoyed the country and the people so much when hubby and I were there the first time in 2001. So we decided to go back with the kids. Uppsala is as quiet and serene as I always remembered it. Me Monchies had a great time walking around the Viking mounds and the cemetery. The trips were also a good break from the unsmiling Russians!
Dear Enida.. thanks for sharing.
Dear Setiakasih,
Thank you for coming, reading and leaving comments. I am honored!
Dear Enida,
I truly honoured to discover my over 20 year old song is here at ur page
U took the trouble to pen it down with such a precision. Let alone the memory u had with it ( I guess )
Salam
FAM