Once in a golden hour I cast to earth a seed. Up there came a flower, The people said, a weed. To and fro they went Thro' my garden bower, And muttering discontent Cursed me and my flower. Then it grew so tall It wore a crown of light, But thieves from o'er the wall Stole the seed by night. Sow'd it far and wide By every town and tower, Till all the people cried, "Splendid is the flower!" Read my little fable: He that runs may read. Most can raise the flowers now, For all have got the seed. And some are pretty enough, And some are poor indeed; And now again the people Call it but a weed.
White Flower.
Sunday, December 25, 2005:
A malay Wedding
    Exactly on Christmas, my neighbour had a wedding for his daughter. Wooshh my very 1st time attending a malay's wedding. Guess where it was held XP....under the verandah..NO! It's held inside the USJ5 agama school hall!!. I'd played badminton there before. The couple was sitting on the err..chair and fanned by some sort of escorts all the time. At last we had a malay cuisine lunch and it was a enjoyable one. After that i get to shake hand with the bridegroom but i was ignored by the bride..well she was busy talking with others so i was neglected..then we went home but didnt celebrated christmas quite well, just went shopping at summit >_< such a waste for christmas..


an invitation card n some loots from the wedding


Yang blogged on 10:45 am

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