“Wa Allahi Zhonnuka Lan Yughniya Shaiaan ‘An Al-Maidah Hazih,” replied a friend of mine, an Afghanistani upon asking me about the taste of the meal. We were about to have lunch that day and it was synonymous to have a blank stare at the meal I was to enjoy.

“Azhonnu An Al-Maidah Kulluha Mutasawiya,” my thought responding to his query on how fine the meal was. My Arabic was not that proficient yet those days still echoing, the beauty of student’s life. Finally, we end up on our own way enjoying the bun as he always did whilst the crispy hot tapioca chips was mine.

That was approximately several years ago, a period with full of funs, laughs, and discontent to name a few, I was having good time. It could never and ever be repeated, as it was the law. A number of movies show how precious the time is, in range of Back to Future (with its sequential sagas), Time Cop, Universal Soldier and some more.

“Masa itu emas” as the saying goes on and thus to my belief, every single chances come across should not be squandered. Miss does not pay as much as the chances cost so as my guru call for “Carpe Diem”, seize the day or else you will get a big sorry for that miss. I am up to these days where a number of things I already missed. Perhaps there are reasons why I happened to miss and I miss this kind of feeling sometimes.

“Anybody who miss my class a lot, they are going to face the beheaded during the final battle (exam),” a cynical reminder from my Polish-USA citizenship lecturer, the last saying I could recall at the end of my final history lecture. I determine not to miss his class nor the things I consider vital. Yet sometimes I just miss it and it is recurring. The best I could do is just let it goes and again I miss? Not really...hahahaha!