Assalamualaikum wbt and hello to all...
[After few attempts to litter this site with scrambled words (yeah Im testing ur deciphering skills, my wise friends) , in both Malay and English alike, Im reverting to more easily understandable form. Hurrah!]
After we all have gone through our finals at the end of this term, Anne suggested that we all go for a kiting outing (not in financial term,ok?). To make our own kites. And fly them together. Maybe by the lovely Penang's beaches, where the wind is playful, or maybe on an open ground, where we can run without restrain. Without worries!
Kite...
Somehow it remids me of few scene in my childhood days. I was no taller than the windowsill, not even wiser than a cat. If I can show a playback from my cloudy and patchy memory, you will see Abah, Ibu, Ame, and maybe Iah (how old was her then??) in the large field in IPDA's grounds, where the grandstand stood, surrouded by 'saga' trees, across a river and a golf club. The sun must be bright then, but kind enough. How was the sky back then, was it clearer than it is today? I can't seem to recall. But what i remember was we played with plastic kites, they were white and there were picture of ultramanor spiderman or some mecha character in the middle. I think they were blue and grey and red in colour.
Abah taught us how to fly the kites, how to hold them during "take-off", when is the right time to release them, how fast to run, and how to tug the string slowly so they will rise gracefully,higher and higher, riding the wind. Back then, all we know was running around is fun, the kite in the sky looks magnificent and somewhat funny....
Little did we ponder, how many parameters needs to be right, for the kites to be able to fly perfectly, to go higher and stay longer in the sky. Its like a parent holding us, and nurturing us, tugging and letting lose, make us go against the wind and environment.... at the right time, and the right way. Its like the people in relationship, that needs to give and take, in order to advance and get to the higher level,somewhere more beautiful and wonderful, and all the time, holding tight on the string, not letting it go, or letting it snap.
It may snap sometimes, or maybe the wind blows in the wrong direction when we lest expect it, and the kite may plunge to to ground. Sometimes we have to repeatedly try to get the kite back in the air again, sometimes some repair is needed. Sometime the kite is stuck in the tree, and we need to fetch it back by all means. Some people just let it go... some people go and buy a new kite.Sometimes our kites collide and come down too.
Somehow its a lot like life, like how the kite flew in the sky and see so many things, oh, so vast the sky i want to fly to every ends of it, i want to greet every clouds, i want to know every birds. But we know they are certain limit to our life, the string, to guide us to fly safely. There's a limit. try to go beyond that and abandon your string... it will just lead you to your destruction.
Do you know when they fly kite like "wau bulan", in competition, sometimes people will glue grounded glass to the kite's string and if your string touch theirs, it will cut your string too. So, be careful! There's a lot of danger and not so nice people out there too!
Kite...
Its a simple creation, yet its ability to fly...I'm kinda jealous! I'm perhaps, still not wiser than a cat but Im flying my way now in my own sky, maybe not my own, Im sharing it with you guys...our playground. Only Allah knows for sure whether it will be cloudy or sunny or stormy tomorrow, but i hope we will all fly high together. And for the ones are guarding my strings, keep up your great work!!!! (^_^)v
