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| Gombak Grand Canyon |
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| Moon |
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| IIUM from afar. |
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| sneaking 'korek-korek pasir' activity |
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| before teh tarik & fallen bridge |
Every dreamer knows that it is entirely possible to be homesick for a place you've never been to, perhaps more homesick than for familiar ground.
― Judith Thurman
I always wanted to snap a picture like this. A place blissful enough which had me a lot of beautiful memories.
A place where I found interest in Jumuah with bukan-tipikal kind of text.
A place where I can comfortably take a nap on the days and sleep at nights.
A place where I can jump anonymously into any halaqah with warm welcome by strangers.
A place where I met adorable kids laying down, looking upward then bergolek around guided by the circle path of the kubah.
A place where I had my tilawah class and skipped some lines when the ustaz fell asleep.
A place where I can hardly find a space to sleep for qiam in the last ten nights of Ramadhan (too many people, and kids!)
A place where Quran recitation never stops through the day.
A place I lost my slippers, twice.
A place I stopped by, and realized that a part of me feels like home being here.
(text) (poster)
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| jangan gelakkan kaki berlainan saiz. sepakbola harus warna-warni, dinikmati! |
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| episod dua+empat tahun hampir tamat. memori ni, aku simpan dalam kapsul. |