Curation of Ideas

The Truth Written by Amira Farhana We all want to grow up. We're desperate to get there. Grab all the opportunities we can to live. We're so busy trying to get out of that mess, we don't think about the fact that it's going to be cold out there. Really freaking cold. Because growing up sometimes means leaving people behind. And by the time we stand on our own two feet, we're standing there alone.We are all looking for answers. In medicine, in life, in everything. Sometimes the answers we were looking for were hiding just below the surface. Other times, we find answers when we didn't realize we were asking a question. Sometimes, the answers can catch us completely by surprise. And sometimes, even when we find the answer we've been looking for, we're still left with a whole hell of a lot of questions.Just when we think we figured things out, the universe throws us a curveball. So, we have to improvise. We find happiness in unexpected places. We find o

The story below is about two different women who treated animals in two different ways. The work of literature below tells the story of two different mothers who treat their children differently. It may hit you like a thunderbolt; so please give it some thought. See the reality of the situation.

Sharing knowledge through communication Is hanging out really an issue? From my point of view, the more we hang out with someone, the more we'll understand the particular individual. It’s like going on a date – without the flirting. When we hang out, we are practically socializing, sharing the thoughts that cloud our minds. We talk about life, we share the information we consume, we talk about our interests, and we also gossip. Most important of all, hanging out gives us the opportunity to get to know people.

The beauty of life, Covers the everyday surroundings, Provided by God and manufactured by men, We roam through this jungle of predicament, To see the creations that be; The beauty of knowledge.

A. Samad Said's Poem - Unggun Bersih

Through the travels being spent, Passing by the rainy and sunshiny days, Rendering the confusions through the crossroads that lay, Move forward on the path content with And bypass the shallow muddy rivers ahead ; For there is no time to think.

Accuse me of being bold and excuse him for doing what is told, Stop grumbling about the past for a future is about to unfold; Adjust the tunes and the chords where no voice could make a sound, Speak up, stand up and grab it by the hand, Opportunities will come through the heat and the cold; How fast or how slow, the tortoise and the hare will never know.

I didn't mean to be so mean, I was merely speaking out of term, I thought I knew who you were, I didn't understand your state of mind; That man and man are not the same.