A tribute to women all over the world.

In the name of my Almighty.

Here's a special entry, an entry I will remember all my life as who I was born to be, an entry that's dedicated to everyone out there, especially to my beloved readers, a tribute from the heart to all women, to everyone who's about to grow up into one, to everyone who's been a mother, a sister, a bestfriend, an auntie, a grandmother, a teacher, and...a survivor.

I once knew a woman who never hurts but always got hurt, who always love but never been loved by the people she loved most, always appreciate but was never appreciated, always give and never take, always pray but never got what she wanted most, always working so hard but never got what she deserved, always putting everyone else first yet was always neglected, always making others smile but has never worn a real smile herself, always comforting others but all others did was to make her cry, she's my all-time hero, my all-time superwoman, the only superhuman I will ever know, she's everything a woman can ever be, she is the angel of my life, she left me a few years back but never left my heart, she is my grandmother.

Then there's this other woman, who's pretty much similar, and she's hurting me more than ever because I can't seem to have what it takes to stop her pain, and that's just all I ever want to do. She's my very own, the one and my only, Mama.


And I met a woman whom I call my wondergirl. No matter what happens, no matter how hard things get, she stands by her man 24/7. She's super multi-talented, super gorgeous, very very lovely, but very very tiny, but trust me, just say it, she got it. She's the woman; my sister, Miss Jaja Boohoo.

I met this other woman-in-the-making; she's the liveliest creature on Earth, she's full of joy that everywhere she goes, everyone has not a single chance to frown. She knows when to do what. She knows who she is, who she wants to be, and expects nothing from others. She's been there to catch me when I fell, she's been there when I ran away from my own world, she's been there everytime I wished someone would be there for me, she's my perfect sunshine, my all-time favourite; she's my bestfriend, Mazreen Mohd.Kamal. And I just happen to be too dumb to be hers, Im truly very sorry. You were, and will always be the best.

Then I came to know another woman, she stands her ground all the time, no matter what people was saying all around her, she knows what she wants in her life, she knows what she has to do, she was my second mother, she was my teacher, also, the all-time favourite one. I was to be blamed for ruining the closeness between us, it all started when I got back with someone I loved so much and she was trying to save me from this love I've been so attached to, but I did not listen to her, I am stupid as she had said, I am probably prideless as well, as she had said too, and everything else as according to her, but I never chose anyone over anyone, because I love her from the bottom of my heart, just like I love him, how can I ever choose one over the other, they both mean my life to me. Perhaps I had done what's best for her, I backed off because with someone so dumb walking beside her, she won't look so good, I don't deserve to even stand by her side, I don't deserve her love, she didn't have to say it but I know I'm not worth her love. And for that, I'm really very sorry as well.

After some time, I met a girl whom I never thought would end up being a good friend of mine. She's the perfect clone of my bestfriend, only she's unique in her own ways, everyone is. She has too much to bear with, her heart is torn everywhere, yet she can smile so perfectly, she can laugh and make just anyone around her laugh as well, she's another survivor I've been lucky to meet, she's a joy to everyone, she's my current joy, just as sweet as her name, Anita Joyce. She's the messenger God has sent to fix me, maybe not entirely, but bit by bit, look at me, I'm walking again, I'm talking again, I'm even smiling again. Thank you very much angel.

And I've met so many other amazing women who always get hurt for something they should be loved for. You can never understand how much a girl/woman can love someone with everything that she got, expecting nothing in return, willingly sacrifice whatever it takes to defend this love of hers, she'll do simply anything for love, she knows she's not perfect but she tries everyday without fail to just be worth it for the love she's fighting for, she suffers for the love, believing that no matter how hard it's going to get, no matter for how long she's going to have to hold on, she'll win the fight. She believed so much. Yet, she always end up disappointed. She always end up hurt all over, bleeding, and worse off, the cuts are permanent, the scars are there to stay, and in the end, after all her efforts, she's nothing to the love of her life but another broken symphony. She can always forgive, not because she doesn't want to lose that particular person but she simply can't live without that person, and it's because she's not perfect herself. A woman has so much love that she can be a mother and love the children, she can be a grandmother and love her grandchildren, she can be a wife and love her husband, she can be a career woman and love what she does, she can be the world's teacher and love what she gives, she can be a bestfriend and love her bestie, she can be a daughter and love her parents, she can believe in anything she wants and love what she believes in, she can be just anyone and love everything, and she can be all that with all her heart all at once, and love all those with all trueness all at once, and at the same time she stumbles and fall every now and then, and picked herself up, she breaks down sometimes, she gets hurt, sometimes she wants to just, give up, most of the time she does everything on her own, yet with all that, her love never fades, because she lives for it, she lives by it, by love, that's what's keeping her standing, the love to a child, the love to a husband, the love to just anything, she stands for it, she'll stand for them all. Even if that love has broke her poor little fragile heart, she holds on to it, no matter how weak her knees get, she stands still, sometimes she loses her grip but she'll climb back up even for a broken love, because one thing about women that is sometimes so hopeless and helpless is that they believe in what they love, and they cherish what they believe in, because that's what they'll hold on to their entire lives. And that one thing makes them world's most amazing survivors.