Above My Bed of Frangipani Flowers
I am not going to be building towering towers,
I am not going to fill libraries with my writings,
I am not going to sculpt a David, a Venus or anybody,
I am not going to climb the highest mountain,
I am not going to get one billion hits on my Youtube video,
I am not going to be a stinking rich writing a computer program
Nor will I be known for my singing prowess,
I only hope to live the rest of my life
Being as little a problem to anyone,
And that is how I hope to while away my hours,
And if anyone cares to carve an epithet,
I hope it will simply read, "He was a nice fellow to know"
Above my bed of frangipani flowers...
I am on a roadtrip with my son, Mikhail. Early this morning we left Kuala Lumpur for the royal capital of the state of Perak, my mother's hometown and coincidentally the hometown of al Marhum Shaykh Raja Ashman Shah ibn Sultan Azlan Shah (Ku Ash).
|Mikhail with his Upin and Ipin comic.|
We stopped by the Tapah rest area for breakfast.
Perhaps my soul is less ambitious than others. Perhaps my soul knows me enough not to expect too much from me. Sometimes I think that my soul's only pretension to virtue and goodness for me is that..."If, he doesn't accidentally step on an ant today, I would be happy."
We are spending the night here in Ipoh, the state capital, just a half-an-hour's drive away. Tomorrow we shall be making one more visitation to Kuala Kangsar, then a leisurely drive back home.
|Ku Ash. Prince of Perak, Sultan of Hearts...|
Have a wonderful Sabbath, sunshine. God bless you.
wa min Allah at-taufiq
Hate has no place in Islam
Love will show the Way