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Courage

Hello again!

Sudden thought came up this evening, as i grow older (and maybe unlikely wiser or maturer) i became less courage to speak up what i feel. I dunno that is because I am an introvert one (introvert would not wrote this, like seriously) or i kind of conscious about what people perceive who I am. Maybe that is why i am more comfortable to write this on blog instead ranting here and there on my socmed. Anyway  speaking of which, do that mean i am not completely honest being myself? Or just simply i want to keep inside not to share to others? I think that is not pretentious.
Some people grew up being judgemental for which I don't respect at all. As much as I want to ignore those person, a tiny little part about what they said would bug any part of my head, is it? 
Well,except wishing for happiness for me and closest people around me, I also hope that God will give me more courage. Courage to speak out what I feel, courage to admit my mistakes, courage to do what i love even when the whole world tells me that i shouldn’t.


PS : yes, this blog has not died yet, i am just being moody to write or what not. And believe me I try to write this on bahasa but came up lame so yeah..

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  1. thought it was dead but it is not. Alhamdulillahilladzi bi ni'mati tatimmus shaalihat

    BalasHapus
  2. some people are indeed judgmental, using their own yardstick to measure others, judging a journey with their own shoes. But they will never identify their ignorance when no one speaks up.
    I know you to be an admirably acute person, Riski. I hope that courage stays with you. ;)

    BalasHapus

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