There's a construction site next to our residency here.To a common eye,it is nothing but terra firma.And when the sun hit those land, you bet me,it is such an inferno that you wish you'll never go there again.And the soil dust,as soon as the big truck passes by makes it really feels squeamish to even stare at those land. But not before the twilight approaching us.
Usually in the evening by 1830, Yus (a.k.a Organic ) and I will walk to that land. Little only know that there is a swamp there that in my heart I always called it as "Belle Reeve". I won't say it out loud,afraid that they would blame me for having abundant series of Smallville. Among those stagnant water at the swamp is the habitat of few floras that not just beautiful but remain untouched. I took them back as desk decoration.And I can guarantee you a very picturesque evening soon as the sun set behind those hills and the sky turns reddish.God is such a good painter, I sigh, staring at those clouds that forms various shapes.
There, let the naked skin touched by gentle late evening wind and staring on the sky and your playlist play "Slamat Tinggal Masa Lalu" by Andra and The Backbone is still the utmost escapism.Let only your nerves and body system feels nothing but the very beats of soothing music,is relaxation.After residing this place for almost 2 years, it is only now that I discovered such place.
Quoted from Dewi Lestari blog :
"Sepanjang perjalanan kaki sore itu, satu hal yang terus bergaung di kepala: kemana saja saya selama ini? "
Ironinya dalam hidup ini, tidak semua orang akan mengerti bahawa dengan hanya menghirup udara petang atau melihat awan senja sahaja sudah cukup mencetuskan rasa tenang dan damai di celah kebingitan hidup.Apapun retorik yang bermain di dalam minda kamu ketika ini,konklusinya mudah,beri saja sedikit ruang di hari kamu untuk merasanya.Dan kamu akan tahu bagaimana harumnya sang hujan.