as if it wasn't enough that me and dad have been tolerating each other becos of the incoming Eid celebrations, mum had to ring me pouring her heart out abt bro's diva attitude.
we need to swop places now, me live with mum and bro with dad cos they obivously act like each other and most certainly can tolerate each other maybe. it'd clear the tangled communication lines we've gotten ourselves into.
been working too much and listening and thinking and wondering around. all this work keeps me focused, but yet draw me away from the pleasures ive come to get used to like watching movies, flirting about, going on dates or even shopping for that matter. im becoming less concerned when my eyebrows arent arched or thread-ed. been lazy at gym but cindy keeps the whip coming when i slack.
by Sha Najak, poet/artist
10.11.2007
10.04.2007
re-designing poems by sha
am deciding to shift poems by sha into words by sha since last week. i don't find much inspiration to write poetry at the moment but what i'd like to share are stories that we may have come into contact living our daily lives. i wld share with u stories abt me or others that ive had the privilege of sharing a conversation with. welcome to wordsbysha
at 7am, mummy called waking me up 30 mins earlier before officially i wake up to the sound of the handphone's alarm. she asked if i was waking up for work and i said well almost. its not always mummy called at such an hour and my immediate thought was something had happened so i asked hastily what the matter was. she said nothing really but then shared she was cleaning her room (mummy wakes up at 5am normally so its normal to hear her cleaning at 7am) and found a cloth both me and 22-yr old brother used while we were babies for changing diapers and whatnots. she said sadly that if i ever were to get married and have kids, never let your mother-in-law take care of them. i cld hear she was almost tearing. i said ok and went back to sleep to catch 25 more mins of sleeptime. but her words made me tear instead....
the story behind the blanket...
mummy was in her late 20s when she was separated from daddy. she got the custody of my bro but i was left to daddy who dumped me to granny to raise. so granny was my mother when growing up. mummy shared the difficulty she had to face during the divorce with dad becos dad's family wont allow her to see me often. she was diagnosed with depression and hence the whole family thought, she wld eventually commit suicide along with me. it was true, she was diagnosed unstable for a moment due to the mental torture my dad put her through. hence she felt nostalgic today becos she was unable to be part of my life as i grew up well into my teens. she felt she was cheated becos the family promised they wld allow her to see me but did not kept to their part of the promise.
im 24 now, the family that presumably shielded me away from a mother they felt not stable to care for her daughter, is the family im unable to converse with often. i stay with mum 3 days in a week and the rest 4 at dad's only becos i have my own room at dad's with my own computer. dad and me dun talk much. mum and me have even gone to India together with so much memories brought back. it's beautiful to know at 24, a daughter can still enjoy her mother's personality...
mum does a sha najak pose - http://theshanajakpose.blogspot.com/2007/08/vessel.html
at 7am, mummy called waking me up 30 mins earlier before officially i wake up to the sound of the handphone's alarm. she asked if i was waking up for work and i said well almost. its not always mummy called at such an hour and my immediate thought was something had happened so i asked hastily what the matter was. she said nothing really but then shared she was cleaning her room (mummy wakes up at 5am normally so its normal to hear her cleaning at 7am) and found a cloth both me and 22-yr old brother used while we were babies for changing diapers and whatnots. she said sadly that if i ever were to get married and have kids, never let your mother-in-law take care of them. i cld hear she was almost tearing. i said ok and went back to sleep to catch 25 more mins of sleeptime. but her words made me tear instead....
the story behind the blanket...
mummy was in her late 20s when she was separated from daddy. she got the custody of my bro but i was left to daddy who dumped me to granny to raise. so granny was my mother when growing up. mummy shared the difficulty she had to face during the divorce with dad becos dad's family wont allow her to see me often. she was diagnosed with depression and hence the whole family thought, she wld eventually commit suicide along with me. it was true, she was diagnosed unstable for a moment due to the mental torture my dad put her through. hence she felt nostalgic today becos she was unable to be part of my life as i grew up well into my teens. she felt she was cheated becos the family promised they wld allow her to see me but did not kept to their part of the promise.
im 24 now, the family that presumably shielded me away from a mother they felt not stable to care for her daughter, is the family im unable to converse with often. i stay with mum 3 days in a week and the rest 4 at dad's only becos i have my own room at dad's with my own computer. dad and me dun talk much. mum and me have even gone to India together with so much memories brought back. it's beautiful to know at 24, a daughter can still enjoy her mother's personality...
mum does a sha najak pose - http://theshanajakpose.blogspot.com/2007/08/vessel.html