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“I am going to take this bucket of water and pour it on the flames of hell, and then I am going to use this torch to burn down the gates of paradise so that people will not love God for want of heaven or fear of hell, but because He is God.”


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084. Freeze suckers
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Here's everything in a nutshell: Someone borrowed my camera and lost its memory card.

I really don't mind anyone borrowing my camera, but I would really appreciate if it's being taken really good care of, in fact I EXPECT people who borrow my camera to understand how much I cherish and value my baby, it's no joke, really I'll slap you in the face if anything happened to it. My camera stands beyond the boundaries of my perseverance, and the pictures I take are equally as important.

I didn't have any storage to keep my shots, I didn't have a laptop yet and my hard disk is not working so I just told her not to delete them, I really didn't expect such lack of responsibility coming from a senior. So I was really upset during classes just now, when I got the message and Aisyah wasn't comforting at all, she said I was over reacting about the whole thing and the pictures are just pictures.

I beg to differ, of course pictures are pictures, but pictures capturing a certain moment, a second of my past that is very significant that I want it to freeze and stare at it for a while. The pictures that were lost were the ones I took when I went outing with Ain & Shah going to Midvalley. There were these two particular shots I took that I really like, the first was a picture both Ain and Shah were smiling, but not to each other, like their mind drifted off at two different directions, and it was after Zuhur so the Sun was shining brightly on their faces, we were in front of IIUM's gate, wiating for the bus and every single detail about that photo defines perfection, and another was this one shot I took when we were heading home, on the bus, I took Ain's picture gazing outside, the sunlight reflecting on her face and the shadows formed at the side of it gave a somewhat melancholic feel, really, those were very nice shots that are rare for me. To capture a human's sincere face expression with a decent amount of natural sunlight is not an easy task, but really satsfying. I really want those photo for my own self-keeping and the fact that it's not happening is just...


But I guess even that senior didn't want things to come out this way, and it's just partially her fault this thing happened, and she paid for another memory card and I'm pretty sure she won't be borrowing my camera after this. I'm just glad my camera's fine, I'll be honest I really missed it. I haven't taken a picture for 3 weeks because it was in someone else's possession. I kind of need to adjust with reality that those photos are gone.

Maybe Aisyah's right. In the end, those pictures are just pictures (but I still won't admit that)

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