Life As A Thrash Collector.

There Are Many Kinds Of People In This World.
Rich, Poor, Healthy, Sick,
Grateful, Not Grateful and Vice Versa.


Macam-Macam Orang.
Ada Yang Menghargai Sesuatu Segala Barang Di Dalam Hidup Mereka,
Ada Yang Tidak Berbuat Demikian.


Just Now,
My Dad And I Went To Pasar Malam Makan.
Then I Saw A Mother, Dengan 3 Anaknya Sekali,
Pergi Cari Barang-Barang Di Dalam Longgokkan Sampah Di Belakang Bangunan Bangkita.


Apabila Anak-Anak Itu Terjumpa Sesuatu Yang Berguna,
They Smile. I Don't Know How To Express It.
It's A Very Nice Smile That Are So Beautifully Expressed Till I Can't Forget That Smile Of My Head.
It's A Smile That Shows Satisfaction Of Oneself.


Then It Struck Me.
"Smile Can Make People Cry Sometimes Because It Is So Pure In Expressing One's Feelings."


True.


They Just Happy When They Found Something In The Thrash.
Something That We Threw everyday in Our Lifes.
They Take What We Threw.
They Appreciate It Because They Know That We Don't Appreciate Many Things In Our Lives.


Betul Sik?


They Know How Hard Life Is.
And I Know You Don't Know How Hard Life Is Because I Know How Hard Life Is. (Don't Be Confused.)