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r.A.n.D.o.M.n.E.e.S.s

2011-02-02T06:30:00.000-08:00

Love these random pics..

Especially the first one.. \(^^)/

Credits to david & goliath (claps)

And of course, todd goldman..

B.i.T.t.E.r.S.w.E.e.t

2011-01-16T04:23:00.000-08:00

Assalamualaikum wbt..

It's been a while since i last updated my blog..

Just now, I log into my Friendster (yg dh lama bersawang), and i noticed one unread message sent to me since, say, more than 6 months ago?

Well, who was it from?

It's my primary school friend. A friend of 4 years. (Darjah 2, 3, 5, 6.. well at that time we still have PTS)

Honestly my primary school isn't an interesting topic to talk about.

Have u ever watch @ read about a nerdy - country bumpkin - who - constantly - being - bullied - by - others?

Well fellas, that's me.. (gosh, tears starting to well up)

When I was a six-grader, I got "promoted" to an elite class. (We used to have double standards for students with different level. I bet our education system still have it now). The so called "promotion" separated me from my dear friends. Being clueless in my new "elite class", I tried to make friends with my classmates. But everything went wrong. I don't know whether it was because my inability or lack of creativity to make friends, or perhaps they were just too elite to be my friend. (You see, my father was a mere taxi driver back then, and my classmates parents are all profs, teachers and docs..)

You may think that such bullying doesn't exist, but hey, it happened to me! For real!

So since I couldn't make friends with them (and since I can't hang out constantly with my old friends), I go to the last resort --> the teachers.

But hey, I'm not the type of person who'll complaint about other's wrongdoings and smearing other's reputation.

So what did I do with the teachers?

I befriended them. Why? Because I hope that when I'm in good terms with teachers, I could make friends with my classmates.

But the plan backfires.

It's just fair to say that being a favourite student doesn't make you a favourite friend either (oh wait, I'm just a mere classmate to them, aren't I?

But you see, I was being "used" the whole year by my class. How? Let's put it this way : My elite friends, ironically, are the troublemakers in the school. So whenever teachers get angry with them, I will be sent to apologize. Call me fool, people. I admit that I was a fool. I was just too desperate to be accepted as part of their "society".

I didn't remember how many times I cried in silence for all the things that happened to me. Why was school is so horrible? The only thing that makes me go to school everyday is because of the teachers and my mom (and also my dad, to prove myself to him. That's off topic). Do you wonder who stood up for me when I was bullied? It was my younger sister, a sister whom I have a constant fight with. Yep, I was such a weakling that I couldn't talk back whenever I'm being bullied. That was me, the old me.

My mom used to say that although I never tell her about my problems, she knows it, all this while. She says that my "experience" during primary school - particularly 6th grade - molds my personality.

Yep, I know.

I have a hard look, I have a serious expression, I constantly glaring although I don't mean to, I don't smile, and I'm unapproachable.

All these were initially my defense mechanism for the bullyings that yet to come in my high school life. And believe me, I think I survived because of that.

But unfortunately, these "defense mechanism" slowly turn to become my trait.

Particularly towards XY creatures (no offense, friends). I can't help myself being serious and stern to them whenever they are around. And sometimes towards my XX friends too. But I tried to change myself for better, to make me fit enough in the real world. I tried, and still am.

So, I'd like to :

1. apologize to those who might have been hurt by me (be it my words @ actions), for whatever reason. I'm trully sorry.

2. ask whether should I keep in contact with those people in my primary school life? Because if it comes to my un-common-sense, I'd like to forget everything, although they are trying hard to re-connect with me. (aish.. macam nak berpatah arang lah pulak)

3. If someone from my primary school happen to read this, and think that I was and am wrong, please let me know.

4. If someone not related to my primary school life but would like to spill their thoughts, please have your space. I need an advice for the resentment I harbour for years.

p/s : this is the most honest post I've made about myself, I think. There are lots of emotion. (aww cheesy la pulak), and I don't think that I'll be able to put such post again.

salam perantauan..

2010-09-06T06:50:00.000-07:00

Assalamualaikum wbt..

Just wanna put a short note on this video i sent to harian metro..

(dah lama dh hantar, igt hmetro x nak kluarkan ke, ape ke)

currently we can see this video on harianmetro punye homepage..

nevertheless, i'll just try to post it here..

(1st time post video kat blog, ntah menjadi @ x)

walaupun agak lama laman sesawang ini dibiarkan bersawang, saya masih ingin mengucapkan :

salam ramadhan al mubarak

p/s: credit to my cute junior, sara hanapi for telling me bout this video.. ^^

p.A.k - M.a.L.a.U

2010-08-22T13:00:00.000-07:00

Assalamualaikum wbt.

(Malay mode activated. My English was too rusty currently. Why? Beats me.)

Alhamdulillah, sekarang dh hmpir 1/2 bulan kita berpuasa.. ^^

Baru tadi buka puasa dengan nasi dagang (hence the title Pak Malau.. kalo korang tengok cite Sri Mersing, try ingat balik dialog Nordin Ahmad.. hehe)

Ade dekat setahun kot x makan nasi dagang. Dah lupa macam mane rase nasi dagang yang sepatutnye. Main combine & mix resepi-resepi dari mesra.net & myresepi.com.. hehe.. Alhamdulillah, "menjadi" jugak setelah bertapa satu malam buat kuah ikan tuh.. (hyperbola, i know) Plus, kire berbaloi gak buat nasi dagang nih lepas sesat di Krymska last week gara-gara nak cari ikan.. hehe..

(jeritan batinku)--> Mak!!! Orang berjaya buat nasi dagang akhirnya!! For the first time!! (toothy grin)

Komen dari sahabat serumah :

Yan --> OK (kirenye huge success la sebab beliau orang Ganu. kalo mung kate gitu doh, doh nok kate gane lagi?)

Azhani --> [non-verbal response] (beliau menambah portion nasi... hihihi.. berjaye!!)

Ain --> sedap, sedap (beliau merujuk kepada kuah ikan especially.. hehe)

Lyn --> Thanks Di... (dengan wajah "comel")

Komen dari satu-satunya tetamu:

Kak Firyal --> Alhamdulillah, lepas "hajat" nak makan nasi dagang. (mengidam kot sebenarnye.. hehe)

*hajat hati nak jemput adik-beradik kat Jana Masaryka... tp x dpt, sbb x cukup portion nasi.. (beras pulut udah kehabisan dong.. mau ke Krymska lagi aku udah enggak larat deh..)

InsyaAllah, kalo ade masa lagi, kite buat nasi dagang lagi ek.. hehe.. but honestly, buat nasi dagang ni agak cerewet la.. i wonder what gives me the determination to keep up along the process.. erm, perhaps the immense crave drives me, since i last ate nasi dagang for, say 1 year? (garu kepala)...

p/s : time habis makan tadi, duk layan fb, tgk satu video yang telah menjentik naluri ingin tahu ku..

ingatkan pure video seram.. alas, it was a prank video.. well, it has the same essence : create "something" yang kononnya mysterious, berhenti kat babak tertentu, ulang tayang babak tu beberapa kali sampai mata naik juling sebab nak fokus punye pasal, and at the time when u don't see that coming..

POUUFFFF!!

keluar gambar orang terbeliak biji mata n terjelir lidah with an "awful" audio of woman screaming..

and it had me screaming too, alone in my room, when ain was doing the dishes, yan was in the toilet whilst azhani n lyn were in their room.. what the fish.. -_-"

anyway, it leads to one discovery. never once in my 20 years of life, jerit macam tu sekali.. it's not like the feminine cry or masculine shout or whatnot.. it wasn't a shriek either... entah la.. dah lupa macam mana bunyi jerit tadi.. yang pasti none of my housemates could guess that the one who was screaming was me..

Azhani actually came barging in my room, with "ko ape hal?" look. she was in total disbelief (or so i thought) that she just heard me screaming with that kind of voice..

ugh, terjejas imej macho-ku... what a jest, what a joke, what a lousy joke.. can't believe i fall for that one..

-_-"

~Someone once said that the only two things that motivate an enlightened person are LOVE and CURIOSITY~

But beware with curiosity, coz curiosity killed the cat..

H.a.N.d.i.C.a.P.p.E.d.?

2010-07-12T08:02:00.000-07:00

Assalamualaikum wbt...

Recently, I stumbled upon these sayings, kinda hit me right in the face..

"Everyone is handicapped in some way"
True...
Nobody's perfect.. That's why everyone must be together, come hell or high water; because we are imperfect, but we could perfect each other (dunno if I got the grammar right, but I hope you got the message).
Well, let us put it this way.. A piece of jigsaw puzzle is nothing more than a mere, meaningless paper. But, if we put all the pieces together, it turns out to be a meaningful picture, aye?

"Everything has it's beauty, but not everyone sees it."
True...
Everything = segala-galanya, be it good or bad thing. Okies, cut out that good part. Berapa ramai orang yang masih boleh tersenyum bila ditimpa kesusahan? Berapa ramai orang yang boleh terima musibah tanpa bertanya "Kenapa mesti aku?". Berapa ramai orang yang cakap "Alhamdulillah" bila ditimpa nasib malang? And one last question; Adakah kita tergolong dalam orang-orang di atas?

"Everyone has skeleton(s) in their closet"
True...
It's just the matter of how big and how much "jerangkung" we have in our closet. Although you think that your secrets are safe with you, be thankful that HE doesn't blow your cover up. (Yes, we are players on the stage, so said Shakespeare). Be grateful that HE keeps your secret, because HE loves you and gives you chance to change yourself for better. So that if your "closet" is opened and the "jerangkung" is out on THAT DAY, you wouldn't be too ashamed to say that you have changed for better.

"I don't wish to be everything to everyone, but I wish to be something for someone"
True...
We can't even satisfy our needs and wants, so how is it possible to satisfy other's? Yep, we cannot be everything, but we can be something; and that something means "some"-->plural.
So, expand your view, vision and mission! But let it be one at a time. After your current task is done, start with a new one. ^^

فَإِذَا فَرَغْتَ فَانصَبْ
Therefore, when thou art free (from thine immediate task), still labor hard, (94:7)

وَإِلَى رَبِّكَ فَارْغَبْ
And to thy Lord turn (all) thy attention. (94:8)

Sekian...
Below is a gag for my dearest sisters slash best buddies in Apartment 7 Karlovo Nam. and Jana Masaryka :

Insan yang cemerlang datangnya daripada akal yang sihat, hati yang bersih, dan jiwa yang tenang.
Renung-renungkan. Selamat beramal. ^^

his-sto-lor-jee

2010-06-17T11:07:00.000-07:00

Assalamualaikum wbt..

Today was hard. I had a histology exam, with Prof Martinek as my examiner. It was hard. He was hard (or so I thought). I can answer the questions ON the paper, but when it comes to oral exam with him, he starts to explore the question in broader sense (and deeper too), and that make me go blank and feel like a fool.

Then I try to nail down my problem :

1. I wasn't prepared enough (I should go with the book rather than the otazky)

2. I had a problem in conversing with my examiner

3. I was super-scared.

Enough said. I am the only one to blame. -_-"

Nevertheless, everything happened with reasonS. And there must be lots and lots of good things awaiting me ahead. In a way, I am grateful.. Perhaps this is a reminder for me..

Bila engkau memandang segalanya dari Tuhanmu,yang mencipta segalanya, yang menimpakan uijan, yang menjadikan sakit hatimu, yang membuat keinginanmu terhalang, serta menyusahkan hidupmu, pasti akan damailah hatimu kerana masakan Allah sengaja mentakdirkan segalanya untuk sesuatu yang sia-sia, bukan Allah tidak tahu deritanya hidupmu, retaknya hatimu, tapi mungkin itulah yang Allah mahukan kerana Allah tahu hati yang sebeginilah lebih mudah lunak dan mudah dekat dan akrab denganNya...
"Ya Allah, jika rezekiku masih di langit, turunkanlah, dan jika di dalam bumi, keluarkanlah,
jika sukar, permudahkanlah, jika haram, sucikanlah dan jika jauh, dekatkanlah."
Alhamdulillah, after several talk with several people, I'm back to myself. Thanks fellas.. U know who U r.. ^^

P/S : Kakak saya akan menuju ke gerbang alam rumah tangga pada 17 Julai 2010.. Weee... Mabruk, mabruk Kak Alia!! ^^,

(feels like singing Maher Zain's right now)

Barakallahhulaka wabaraka 'alaika wa jama'a bainakuma fi khoir

“Semoga Allah memberi berkah kepadamu dan atasmu serta mengumpulkan kamu berdua (pengantin laki-laki dan perempuan) dalam kebaikan.”HR. Penyusun-penyusun kitab Sunan, kecuali An-Nasai dan lihat Shahih At- Tirmidzi 1/316.

Reminder

2010-06-11T03:00:00.000-07:00

Assalamualaikum wbt...

Another post? That's fast! That's rare!

Attention readers! This post is gonna be SOO LONG.. So, if you guys are expecting me to ramble and talk about some crappy things, this is not the right one for you. Because this post falls under the category "REMINDER". Look at the title, and look at the tag. So this post serves the educational and reminding purpose. Nevertheless, I sincerely hope that you would care to read this, and care to share your thoughts.

Any comments or critics are welcome.

BUT, if you don't bother to read, the pleasure is entirely yours.

Whatever you say about me, be it good or bad things, I LIVE..

Bak kata pepatah Melayu, "Tak hidup dek puji, tak mati dek keji"

Coz I have Him... That would never judge me the way other people judges. The only judge whose verdict matters to me.

First and foremost, this post is not meant to encourage hatred towards YAHUDI..

Although some of us might say that we should, I'd like to quote some words from the book "Online dengan Tuhan", written by Zulkifli Khair.

Jangan mudah mengatakan bahawa semua Yahudi itu jahat, hal ini berdasarkan 2 hujah:

1 : Yahudi juga terangkum dalam Bani Israel, sedangkan ramai nabi dan rasul daripada kalangan Bani Israel seperti Yaakub, Yusuf dan lain-lain bagi menyelamatkan mereka supaya kembali ke jalan yang benar.

2 : Ramai dalam kalangan Yahudi yang anti-zionis termasuk rabbi (seperti paderi bagi Kristian). Malah, mereka berganding bahu bersama umat Islam dalam menentang Zionisme dan Israel.

Contoh orang Yahudi yang merupakan tokoh Islam.

1. Muhammad Asad (Leopold Weiss)

Terkenal dengan buku The Road to Mecca, menghasilkan tafsir lengkap (The message of Al Quran)

2. Maryam Jameelah (Margaret Marcus)

Menghasilkan buku-buku seperti Islam in Theory and Practice, Correspondence between Maulana Maudoodi and Maryam Jameelah Modern, dan Technology and the Dehumanization of Man.

3. Abdullah bin Sailam (al-Hussain bin Sailam)

Rabbi Yahudi pertama yang memeluk Islam. Pengislaman beliau diikuti oleh isteri dan anak-anaknya. Merupakan salah seorang sahabat yang dijanjikan syurga.

Nevertheless, we have to be aware with Y.A.H.U.D.I.

I was surfing the internet when I found this:

Dalam Al-quran sedikitnya disebutkan 22 sifat buruk bangsa Yahudi, iaitu:

1. Keras hati dan zalim (Al-Baqarah:75,91,93,120,145,170; An-Nisa:160; Al-Maidah:41)

2. Kebanyakan fasik dan sedikit beriman kepada Allah SWT (Ali Imran:110; An-Nisa:55)

3. Musuh yang paling bahaya bagi orang-orang Islam (Al-Maidah:82)

4. Amat mengetahui kekuatan dan kelemahan orang-orang Islam seperti mereka mengenal anak mereka sendiri (Al-An’am:20)

5. Mengubah dan memutarbalikkan kebenaran (Al-Baqarah:75,91,101,140,145,211; Ali Imron:71,78; An-Nisa:46; Al-Maidah:41)

6. Menyembunyikan bukti kebenaran (Al-Baqarah:76,101,120,146; Ali Imron:71)

7. Hanya menerima perkara-perkara atau kebenaran yang dapat memenuhi cita rasa atau nafsu mereka (Al-Baqarah:87,101,120,146; Al-Maidah:41)

8. Ingkar dan tidak dapat menerima keterangan dan kebenaran AlQuran (Al-Baqarah:91,99; Ali Imron:70)

9. Memekakkan telinga kepada seruan kebenaran, membisukan diri untuk mengucapkan perkara yang benar, membutakan mata terhadap bukti kebenaran dan tidak menggunakan akal untuk menimbangkan kebenaran (Al-Baqarah:171)

10. Mencampuradukkan yang benar dan yang salah, yang hak dan yang batil (Ali Imran:71)

11. Berpura-pura mendukung orang Islam tetapi apabila ada di belakang orang-orang Islam, mereka mengutuk dengan sekeras-kerasnya (Al-Baqarah:76; Ali Imran:72,119)

12. Hati meraka sudah tertutup akan Islam kerana dilaknat oleh Allah SWT yang disebabkan oleh kekufuran mereka sendiri (Al-Baqarah:88,120,145,146)

13. Kuat berpegang pada rasa kebangsaan mereka dan mengatakan bahwa mereka adalah bangsa yang istimewa yang dipilih oleh Tuhan dan menyakini agama yang selain daripada Yahudi adalah salah (Al-Baqarah:94,111,113,120,135,145; Al-Maidah:18)

14. Tidak akan ada kebaikan untuk seluruh manusia jika mereka memimpin (An-Nisa:53)

15. Tidak suka, dengki, iri hati terhadap orang-orang Islam (Al-Baqarah:90,105,109,120)

16. Mencintai kemewahan dan kehidupan dunia, bersifat tamak dan rakus, menginginkan umur yang panjang dan mengejar kesenangan serta takut akan kematian (Al-Baqarah:90,95,96,212)

17. Berkata bohong, mengingkari janji dan melampaui batas (Al-Baqarah:100,246,249 Ali Imran:183,184; An-Nisa:46)

18. Berlindung di balik mulut yang manis dan perkataan yang baik (Al-Baqarah:204,246; Ali Imron:72; An-Nisa:46)

19. Mengada-ada perkara-perkara dusta dan suka kepada perkara-perkara dusta (Ali Imran:24,94,183,184; Al-Maidah:41)

20. Berlaku sombong dan memandang rendah terhadap orang-orang Islam (Al-Baqarah:206,212,247)

21. Tidak amanah dan memakan hak orang lain dengan cara yang salah (Ali Imran:75,76; At-Taubah:34)

22. Selalu melakukan kerosakan dan menganjurkan peperangan (Ali Imran:64)

Wallahualam.

Source : http://ohislam.com/22-sifat-buruk-bangsa-yahudi-tertulis-dalam-al-quran/

Care to share your thoughts? I welcome any piece of mind, worth to ponder..

7 visas, 1 tree, 1 hill

2010-06-11T00:12:00.000-07:00

Assalamualaikum wbt..

Last Wed (9th June 2010), the tenants of Apartment *, Karlovo Namesti ** went to renew their visas. They went out at 5.00++ am (o_o), boarded the tram 54 (if i'm not mistaken, but the most important thing is it was a NIGHT tram) and arrived there at about 6.00 am.. [Well fellas, I know this is a report-like post, beats me]

They queued for about 2 hours (standing in lineS) JUST to wait the Foreign Police Office to open at 8.00 am, and queued for another 1 hour (approx) in that office JUST to get their numbers.

2 of them (Bon-Yang and Hoeny Bee) spent a good time went back to Praha 2, to obtain student confirmation letter from the Student Affairs Department (SAD), whilst the remaining fellas (5 osob) waited in silent, praying so hard that they can make it through. [They made a friend with a Cambodian guy who studies in Charles Uni too, archaeology, perhaps?]

They [the 5 fellas] had their brunch at the bench outside the office, with their umbrellas opened. Those Czech people stared with wonder at them as the Czechs never use umbrella for shielding them from sun. [Well, we are already tan enough, you people! No need for sunbathing..]

After having such delicacies made by one of them (the Pawang), 4 of them (Teletubbies, Mai-mon and Kak Long - including Pawang) went for a walk, just to kill the time. Ned-Mon couldn't join their company because she had a stomachache. They walked, walked, walked, walked.. After they walked, they walk again, and again, and again.. And suddenly :

Teletubbies : Hey, let's go to the small hill!

The rest : (Stared at Teletubbies, unblinked.)

Teletubbies : We are looking for a grocery shop, right? We can see lots of them from up there!

The rest : (Continue to walk)

Suddenly...

Kak Long : Look! A shop!

Teletubbies : Buy anything you wish. It's on me..

Kak Long & Pawang : (grin)

They bought 1 juice, 1 chips (original) and another chips with onion and garlic flavour.

This is the HIGHLIGHT. They went up the small hill, found a cozy place to lie down, and found themselves drowned in a not-so-deep-sleep-but-still-satisfying for about 3 hours.

The only tree on the so-called HILL.

Take a closer look.. They slept peacefully for about 3 hours under the shades.

Ignoring passers-by (not in the pic) that stared at them, wondering if they are bunches of homeless people..

REFLECTION:

[Sometimes being abroad make you don't care much about what people think about you, as long as it makes you happy. Cut out the piercing-stares, the pointless murmur or critics. BUT!!!! Always remember tha you represent the 3 M's : Muslim, Malay, Malaysian]

MUSLIM : Do not live as an illusion Muslim, but a true one. in and out. [MASUK ISLAM SECARA KESELURUHAN - 2:208)

MALAY : Do not forget your root; of who you were, and who you are. (You are a Malay, not Malayalam whatnot).

MALAYSIA : Malaysia Boleh! yeah right, but look out for the do's and dont's..

(report, continued:)

They succeeded in making the visa renewal at 4.00 pm (it took almost 11 hours to complete it, but we still thanked God for making it possible for us). And owh, the Cambodian guy was nowhere to be found.. 0_o

Yang benar,

KAKI RETORT & TRIPOD

Pardon for the grammar error.. Dah lame tak buat karangan, dah lama tak bercakap bahasa inggeris, duk bantai cakap melayu je (bahasa czech sikit2)

For Bon-Yang

2010-06-06T01:31:00.000-07:00

Assalamualaikum wbt..

New look on my blog.. Refreshing, ey?

Thanks to a certain someone (Bon-Yang) of my house.. *wink*

That person "tacap" my blog, that it comes out like this..

Arigatou, komawo, dekuju moc, thanks!!!

Honestly, I'm pretty lousy at blogging.

I don't know how to edit the layout (wait, I do know some basic stuffs, does it count?), and I have bad taste in choosing the background, etc as well.

Not to mention the grammar errors etc.. (My English 1119 teacher will surely chase after me when she sees how I've become a grammar-butcher).

I have lots and lots to say and write when I'm not in front of my lappy, but when I am about to write a post, all words are gone.. Result --> piles of drafts that are waiting to be published.

Thank god this post made it's way through.

Blogwalking? No.

This is me --> The world's lousiest blogger

Okay, I was a bit exagerrating.. Cut it out now.

This post is made for that someone (Bon-Yang), who claims that she did this to release her tension (a unique way of doing it, but beneficial to others... XD)

Little deeds of kindness,

Little words of love,

Brings the Earth to happiness,

Like the Heaven above.

Thanks Bon-Yang.. Kak Long sayang Bon-Yang... XD

R.a.M.b.L.e

2010-05-17T13:00:00.000-07:00

Assalamualaikum wbt..

Just wanna shoot a random question in this boring night.

Which one fits you?

a) Absence makes the heart grows fonder

b) Out of sight, out of mind

As for me, I'm more to B-type. Why? Dunno.

There's more than what meets the eye.

Less is more.

62 years..

2010-05-14T23:26:00.000-07:00

Assalamualaikum wbt

Mind you, this is no poem, this is no song

Just the thing that pours from my mind in this early morning

Take note readers!!

1. Pardon for the poor vocabulary and grammar, I'm no good in English, but still trying to polish it

2. Make an insight about the intrinsic value (the content), not the extrinsic value (presentation) of this text.

There's more than what meets the eye.

****************************************

It's 15th May

It's been 62 years

6 decades

Plus 2 years

Does anyone bother about it?

Does anyone even know what it's all about?

It's 15th May

Does it makes any difference to you?

Will it be another boring, insignificant day?

Will you be doing your normal routine

And then call it a day?

It' 15th May

In one part of the world, people both celebrate and mourn.

Strange enough, so contradict, aye?

The two overwhelming emotions in the very same place.

It's 15th May

Have we done anything to alleviate the pain?

Or are we just going to let it be,

claiming it's not our task to ponder or think?

It's 15th May

Let's escape for a while

From the world you thought you know

To the other dimension

Where you know it's existence

Yet you forgot about it, frequently

It's 15th May

And it's not too late

To forget about the pain

And learn from it

Rise with your head held high

Thinking about your people

Instead of yourself only

It's 15th May, the fated 15th May, the dreaded 15th May

Don't let others make us down in dismay

We might not in the same route

But never forget our root

Of who we are, and who we were

And why thing happens the way they happened

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P/S : For those who have no idea about this poorly written text of mine, have a good look at this :

http://crystalsofcanterbury.blogspot.com/2010/05/apa-itu-nakbah.html

And ah, just another piece of mind

(from the book Sakinah - Sumber Ketenangan Hidup by A Ubaidillah Alias) :

Tiga nawaitu yang meletakkan keikhlasan dalam amal seseorang :

1. Beramal kerana menjauhi dosa dan takutkan azab neraka Allah SWT

2. Beramal kerana mahukan ganjaran pahala dan mengejar syurga-Nya

3. Beramal kerana mencintai Pencipta dan mengharapkan reda-Nya

This poorly written text is made to serve the purpose of reminding you people and me myself.

And I sincerely hope that this doing of mine falls in the 3rd category. Thanks a lot for those who read this post, TOGETHER with the link.

It's just a small part from me, the least that I can made for this while; reminding you and me.

And now it requires your part.

Biology in action!!

This is a poor analogy (but sorry I can't think of other at this time)

Remember the Electron Transport Chain reaction in mitochondria?

Electron = This reminder

Ubiquinone = Me

Cytochorome = You

Proton pumps = Our people

ATP = Result of this reminder

Spread the words around, you people!!

If a job is worth doing then it is worth doing well

Moo-jar-har-dah

2010-05-09T12:38:00.001-07:00

Assalamualaikum wbt..

Just wanna share this piece.. =)

Berkata Imam Abu Taimiyah :

Jihad pada hakikatnya ialah berusaha bersungguh-sungguh untuk mencapai apa yang diredhai Allah dari keimanan dan amal soleh dan berusaha menolak atau menentang perkara yang dimurkai Allah sama ada kekufuran, kefasikan dan kemaksiatan.

Menurut Sayyid Abdul-A'la al-Maududi:

"Setiap orang yang berusaha meninggikan kalimah Islam dengan menggunakan segala yang ada padanya daripada harta benda, jiwa raga, pena (penulisan) dan lidah (bercakap atau berdakwah), maka ia tanpa ragu lagi tergolong dalam orang yang berjihad di jalan Allah dengan pengertian jihad yang umum......"

Jihad dengan perngertian yang umum (menurut syara') :

"Segala daya usaha dan segenap kekuatan yang dicurahkan untuk menegakkan hukum atau perintah Allah di atas muka bumi ini dan membersihkan segala Taghut yang menjadi penghalang kepada jalan dakwah."

Jihad umum ini terbahagi kepada 5 jenis :

1. Jihad mali (harta)

2. Jihad tablighi (menyampaikan dakwah)

3. Jihad ta'limi (pembelajaran)

4. Jihad siyasi (politik)

5. Jihad Qital (peperangan)

Buat sahabat-sahabat di luar sana (di GMT+2 khususnya, dan lain-lain time zone), yang akan berhadapan dengan imtihan ataupun sedang berhadapan dengan imtihan, jika tengah terasa down straight to the drain, stress, tekanan perasaan dan apa-apa yang sama waktu dengannya, meh la kite same-same ambil booster dose: set balik niat kita, ingat kewajipan kita (i.e-j.i.h.a.d), di mana kita secara automatik & autokratik jatuh pada kategori ke-3.

Dah siap setting? Bagus.. =)

Maka dengan ini, come hell or high water, even if you fail, you will accept it as you know that He knows what's the best for you. If you cannot make things work, make the best out of it.

Just some random thoughts in a boring night.. Got to reflect myself a little. Alhamdulillah..

(Btw, all the written pieces were copied from the good book Peperangan Rasulullah SAW by Hj Ahmad Adnan Fadhil & Hj Riduan Mohd Nor)

Ooo.. Lala..

2010-04-15T13:26:00.000-07:00

Assalamualaikum wbt..

Wee... The awaited parcel from Msia finally knocks the door!!! =)

Yep, I ordered these books online and asked the company to post it all the way from Msia to Prague.. Costly gak r..

Berapa?

I'm not gonna tell..

Silly!

Yeah right, but this is my self indulgence...

Tak boleh tunggu sampai balik Msia dulu ke?

Yezza!!! (tanpa ragu2)

Read, and then you'll know... =)

Anyways, I haven't read them yet.. I've got to "khatamkan" Histology (chapter Special Sensory Organ) first.. Or else, Prof B will haunt me in my dreams... -_-"

What a tough week, I supposed.. T_T

Verily, with every difficulty there is relief, with every difficulty there is relief (94:5-6)

P/S : Honestly memang akan rasa lega gile bile baca these verses time2 tgh down..

(-_-")

2010-03-31T09:15:00.000-07:00

Assalamualaikum wbt..

Too soon for a new post, huh?
Just feel like spilling something on the blog.
Blog can be the best approach for people to know the other side of you,
and it can be the best camouflage to make people perceive you the way you want them to..
And as for now, with such monotonous and nonsense ramblings, can people tell me what am I thinking right now?
Will the alter ego me be figured out?
Would you think that I'm a weirdo, outer space human from 4 dimensional world, trying to adjust myself with this competitive surrounding, comprehending the equilibrium of justice and injustice, fate and luck?
I couldn't care less.

And grief, no matter how you try to cater to its wail, has a way of fading away. (Virginia Andrews).

إِنَّمَا يُوَفَّى الصَّابِرُونَ أَجْرَهُمْ بِغَيْرِ حِسَابٍ

Indeed, the patient will be given their reward without account.” [az-Zumar 39:10].

Sulayman ibn Qasim said that:

THE REWARD OF EVERY DEED IS KNOWN, EXCEPT FOR THE REWARD OF PATIENCE, WHICH WILL BE LIKE HEAVY RAIN.

There's more than what meets the eye.

MAK, AKU & SAKIT RUMAH.. T_T

2010-03-28T10:57:00.000-07:00

Assalamualaikum wbt..

± 6 months being abroad.. (sigh).. I thought I am immune enough to counterback the HOMESICK virus yang selalunye mnyerang insan-insan sepertiku ini (who is miles and miles away from home).. Guess now I'm at my limit..

Well, if and only if Doraemon does exist, there will be only 2 things I'll ask from him; Pintu Suka Hati & Mesin Cahaya Masa. I know, I know that I'm starting to sound like outerspace human creature, rambling bout useless things (Doraemon? Seriously I need to escape from my 4 dimensional world). But, being intrinsic-ly alone brings out the other side of you... (Okay yana, stop rambling)

Out of blue, the motor neuron that innervates my digits sends impulses to my skeletal muscle yang gatal buka iGoogle tab.

SEARCHBOX : Jika terdengar suara azan, bergema sayu menjelang pagi

RESULT : Madah Terakhir - Orkes El Suraya / Rukiah Zain

Then, I clicked the link and listen to the song. My mom's fav.. MAK!! Orang rindu!!!! Selama ni kalo Skype @ VoipBuster ngan mak, I'll only talk about how I miss Malaysia; my family, the foods and the surrounding (eheh).. I never particularly said how much I miss her (or did I?). Instead, I'll ask :

"Mak rindu orang tak?"

And she'll always reply something like:

"Mak rindu sangat kat akak, tengok muka je kat komputer/dengar suara kat telefon tak puas, mak nak peluk akak sangat2.."

And I'll reply,

"(laughs) Iye ke? (nada x percaya + mngusik) Farah, Lin, Fikri & Husna kan ade.."

Mak will say:

"Takkan same punye dengan anak sulung mak tu.."

Even if I said I miss her, I wasn't being 100% truthful on that time (truk kan?) I did said sweet words for my Mom who longs for her eldest daughter (shakes head).. Mak!! Ampun! Orang betul-betul rindu sekarang nih!!!

The funny thing is, when I get sick (even minor sickness, eg: headache, stomache), I'll lie down on my bed, thinking about my Mom and remembering the things that she'll do when she sees me in that situation. Seriously, I hate medical appointments, meeting doctors, going to hospitals, swallowing pills (I'm not good at eating those). So, my Mom will be the one who apply the oinment @ picit my kepala. Erm, ingat mak bile sakit.. Ntah ape2 je, kan?

Okay, back to the Orkes El Suraya thingy, the "classic song" - says Kak Aqielah (bukan nama sebenar).. Put the link on my YM status.. Bile dengar lagu tu, terus rase berair mata ni... Nasib x meleleh je coz Yan n Maira were in the room. And I casually let them listening to it, casually saying that "It's my Mom's fav", with a broad, huge smile. And Kak Aqielah (bukan nama sebenar) buzzed kat YM n suruh nyanyi that classic song, i was like "Owh, ade gak orang dengar lagu ni ek".. Then, Sab (juga bukan nama sebenar) tegur kat YM and said something like "Syahdu sungguh lagu fav mak awak (kinda poetic, kan Sab?), kite pun rindu mak kite gak.. takpe, nanti kita balik Malaysia same-same, InsyaAllah.." On that particular time, I felt the surge to fly back home right away (hyperbola, I know). But then I realised, the reason of why I am here is because of my Mom and the family (second to Allah), and I should do my best to keep them happy, eventhough from afar. How? By doing my best in my study. And not to forget, always pray for them (& of course, increase the # of phone calls). Because...

وَوَصَّيْنَا الْإِنْسَانَ بِوَالِدَيْهِ حَمَلَتْهُ أُمُّهُ وَهْنًا عَلَى وَهْنٍ وَفِصَالُه فِي عَامَيْنِ أَنِ اشْكُرْ لِي وَلِوَالِدَيْكَ إِلَيَّ الْمَصِيرُ

وَإِنْ جَاهَدَاكَ عَلى أَنْ تُشْرِكَ بِي مَا لَيْسَ لَكَ بِهِ عِلْمٌ فَلَا تُطِعْهُمَا وَصَاحِبْهُمَا فِي الدُّنْيَا مَعْرُوفًا وَاتَّبِعْ سَبِيلَ مَنْ أَنَابَ إِلَيَّ ثُمَّ إِلَيَّ مَرْجِعُكُمْ فَأُنَبِّئُكُمْ بِمَا كُنْتُمْ تَعْمَلُونَ

And We enjoined upon man goodness towards his parents: his mother bore him by bearing strain upon strain, and his weaning takes two years. Hence, be thankful to Me and to your parents. With Me is the end of all journeys. Yet, should they endeavour to force you to make gods beside Allah, of whom you have no knowledge then do not obey them. But, even then keep them company in this world's life with customary good behaviour, but follow the faith of those who turn towards Me. [Luqman 31: 14-15.]

وَاخْفِضْ لَهُمَا جَنَاحَ الذُّلِّ مِنَ الرَّحْمَةِ وَقُلْ رَبِّ ارْحَمْهُمَا كَمَا رَبَّيَانِي صَغِيرًا

You shall lower to them your wings of humility and pray: "O Rabb! Bestow on them Your blessings just as they cherished me when I was a little child."(Al Israa' 17:24)

Dan, dengan penuh rasa gembira, besar hati dan bangga, saya ingin menyatakan bahawa:

And guys, this is my mom's fav song... Mind sharing your mom's? =)

Madah Terakhir

Jika terdengar suara azan
Bergema sayu menjelang pagi
Dalam irama ku kirim pesan
Sebagai tanda aku dah pergi

Jangan ditanya sebab kerena
Mengapa aku pergi menghindar
Dari kau dekat tapi merana
Elok ku jauh tinggal mendengar

( korus )
Biarlah aku pergi dahulu
Tidak tertahan lagi derita
Semoga yang tinggal senyum selalu
Yang pergi hilang lenyap berita

Bila kelak daku terkenang
Ku tatap bintang di malam kelam
Bila tak sanggup daku berenang
Ku relakan diri hanyut tenggelam

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Selamat Hari Lahir yang ke 49 buat Encik Syed Mohd Bakhtiar, bapa saya yang tersayang... 26 MAC

(I know, I supposedly dedicate this post for my father, for his birthday.. But our Prophet SAW says to obey mom 3 times more that dad, that's why I'm making the post for my Mom first ~ acceptable x reasoning tuh?) Abah! Orang akan buat satu post khas tentang Abah nanti ek.. Tunggu..... (^^)

Thanks to those who read this post till the end.. Check out this interesting link:

http://islamicstudiesbymuqith.blogspot.com/2009/03/from-surah-luqman-verses-13-19.html

Enjoy spilling my thoughts on blogger, although it took my precious 1 1/2 study hours.. Need to speed up after this.. >_<

I Can't Explain You

2010-02-28T06:01:00.000-08:00

Assalamualaikum wbt..

It's been a while since I wrote my latest post. Don't feel like blogging.. *sigh*

Anyways, since website means laman sesawang, let my blog bersawang... hehe...

Apepun, thanks to Ain who let me participate in one of the greatest online Islamic conference (in fact, this is my first), talking about Prophet Muhammad (PBUH)..

This poem by Aaron Haroon Sellars really strucked me; it was beautifully written and meaningful (bak kata Ain, Sab & Maira ~ puisi tuh sampai ke hati) =)

Hopefully we (you and me) can madly, deeply, "intoxicatedly" fall in love with this greatest creature of God. The best father, husband, friend, leader, teacher, and human being..

I wish that you readers enjoy this wonderful poem as much as I (and my friends) do.. =)

I Can’t Explain You (Oh Messenger of God)
by Aaron Haroon Sellars 4/24/08

I could not write about you
For fear
Fear of your presence
And fear of
My hearts’ brittleness
That I might die
In this pursuit
Yet wishing to die
In this state of intoxicated love
This is the conflict within me
Language cannot explain
Except the language
Of tears and laughter
Even the molecules
Of my body
Shake and tremble
With awe and excitement!

I just can’t explain!
Oh Messenger of God!
I can’t explain you!

Sometimes I forget
To say “Prophet” before your name
Not from heedlessness
But from desirous haste
To just say your name!
Muhammad, Muhammad, Muhammad!

I just can’t explain!
Oh Messenger of God!
I can’t explain you!

Oh the mystery of how
You have captured my heart
As a Christian
I loved the Prophets
Before you
But with you
I get them all!
I can love
Abraham, Moses and Jesus
Just by loving you!
Without this love
Your nation falls
With it
They are purified and irresistible!
Let those who
Possess this love
Not be stingy
Take it to the marketplace!
The workplace
And especially the home

It’s hard to explain!
Oh Messenger of God!
I can’t explain you!

Seeing the land of your life
Causes some to live
And seeing your grave
Causes some to die
Nothing is more difficult
Than you

In my youth
I have written easily
My love for many
But when I encountered you
The translator of my heart
Fell mute
Lost in inexplicable wonder!

That is hard to explain!
Oh Messenger of God!
I can’t explain you!

You sacrificed for me
Before I was even born
How should I thank you
As I now walk upon the earth?
My heart holds your love
My tongue sends you blessings
But it is my limbs
That often fall short
All this controversy about you
A proof of the veil
On the hearts of your enemies
And a proof against those
Who only follow you with words
But don’t turn your face from me
As I reach for a drink
From your soft hands

Because it’s hard to explain!
Oh Messenger of God!
I can’t explain you!

kMs ~ IB ~ MeDiC

2009-12-17T08:19:00.001-08:00

Assalamualaikum wbt...

Well, this post is supposed to reflect the first saddest thing that happened to me in my life as a medic student (why i said the first? because lots n lots of sad things are ahead of me in the next 6 years ~ what's the tone? sadistic @ pathetic?)

But then, since this sad thing turned out to be a trivial matter to me, i decided to write about different thing...

[editor note : the following post is fully written in malay. however, i'd like to apologize regarding my flawed, bad english malay rojak in the previous posts... but know what? that's me.. =)]

Arakian, maka dengan ini hamba dengan rendah hati mendedikasikan coretan di bawah kepada Asmaa', Emosah dan insan-insan yang berkaitan. Wahai sahabat, hamba berusaha untuk merealisasikan janji-janji hamba, dan ini adalah salah satu cara untuk hamba memanifestasikannya... Hehe..

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KMS+IB ~ the journey begins..

YES!!! Dapat bilik dekat dengan main entrance… Katil pulak kat tepi tingkap, bukan kat tengah bilik, so ade privacy…. 3 students per room… Bukan 16 orang macam kat INTEP dulu, macam sardine cap ayam…. Single bed, no double decker.. Perfect, coolio… KN sengih sorang-sorang… Okay, semua barang dah selamat di“unpack”kan sama-sama ngan Ma dan Farah tadi… Selesai…. KN angkat kening dan mengenyitkan mata kepada ibu dan adiknya… Tanda puas hati… Puan Salbiah dan Farah hanya menggelengkan kepala… Bila la nak dewasa budak ni pun….

Malam itu, aktiviti bebas. Aktiviti minggu orientasi hanya bermula pada keesokan hari. Kedua-dua roommatenya dari Isyak menghilang. Berkenalan pun tidak lagi. KN menggelisah seorang diri di atas katil. Nyamuk tak kira spesis dan jantina dari tadi menyanyi-nyanyi di telinganya sambil bermain aci kejar di hujung kaki. Mak ai.. Gila banyak nyamuk kat KMS ni.. Tempat pembiakan nyamuk ke Seremban ni ? Kat kampung aku tak ada la sebegini dahsyat populasinya.. Pap !! KN menampar mukanya sendiri.. Kulit muka terasa perit... Ahh !! Missed out !!! Ni mesti sarjan nyamuk punye kerja ni... Gatai punye nyamuk... Kaki dah habis berbintat. Gile, sebulan aku duduk sini, mau admit ke hospital sebab denggi. Betisnya digosok geram.. Kalau digaru jadi luka pula nanti. Aaaa… Nyesal tak mintak Ma beli repellant dengan Mopiko tadi…Ridsect pun tak ade…

“Uneducated punye nyamuk. Dari tadi duk sedut darah orang, tak takut obese ke… Low mind punya invertebrate… Serangga punya binatang ... ” KN merungut kuat. Short circuit ke kau bercakap sorang-sorang, KN? Lantak la, aku sorang je dalam bilik ni pun.. PAP !! Tangan KN sudah mendarat di buku lali kaki kirinya. Tangan segera dialih. Dan seekor nyamuk yang gagal dalam misinya untuk menyedut darah manusia itu terkutik-kutik di atas katil, pening-pening nyamuk seketika. KN mencapai kaki nyamuk itu lalu digawang-gawangkan ke udara.

“Perhatian kepada nyamuk-nyamuk yang berhajatkan darah aku lagi, kalau korang tak abort mission korang tu, aku bunuh member korang yang sorang nih…” Exasperate betul aku dengan nyamuk-nyamuk KMS ni. Memang dah putus fius sampai treat nyamuk macam prisoner of war. “Aku bagi korang 3 saat untuk blah.. Buzz off…” KN mula mengira,

“Satu, dua, ti…”

“Err, Assalamualaikum?”

“…ga.”

KN keras sekejap. Kepalanya pantas dipusingkan 120 darjah ke arah pintu bilik dengan muka yang tak tahu nak dipamer macam mana. Terasa mahu digali lubang tanah dan tanam kepala sendiri sampai bulan depan… Aaa..dus! Sah lepas ni orang ingat aku freak sebab ugut-ugut nyamuk…Bagusnye kau Inche mulut… Memalukan tuan betul la kau ni... Memang aku kena cap psycho la lepas ni…

Pandangan ditala ke arah budak perempuan yang wajahnya separuh cuak dan separuh nak tahan gelak. KN yang mulanya muka ketat terus sengih macam kerang busuk. Compose KN, compose yourself.. “Waalaikumussalam.. Ye, nak cari siapa?” Lembut dia bertanya dengan sengih-kambing-tertelan-kerang-busuk yang kemudiannya diganti dengan senyum terlebih gula. “Awak sorang-sorang je ke? Tengah buat ape?” Budak tu dah hilang rasa peliknya melihat KN yang duduk bersila di atas katil.. Tak, aku kan dengan nyamuk-nyamuk ni… Kitorang tengah main perang-perang.. Heh, sah budak ni fail logik, tak pun temporarily kena myopia… Tapi lain pula yang keluar dari mulutnya.. “Iye, tak buat ape-ape pun.. Kenapa?” “Erm, meh la datang bilik saya, borak-borak, kenal-kenal…”

Adeh!! KN rasa nak hantuk kepala ke dinding sebab menjawab soalan budak itu tadi dengan sungguh tidak sopan dan tanpa etika sebagai rakyat Malaysia, walaupun sekadar diucapkan dalam hati. Dia hanya mengangguk perlahan sambil melangkah keluar dari E002. Budak perempuan itu memaut lengannya lalu manarik KN perlahan ke bilik sebelah; E001. “Ni bilik saya, nama saya Solehah. Awak?” Solehah… Padan betul nama dengan tuannya, pakai tudung labuh meskipun sudah malam dan sekadar berada di Girl’s Terrance. Mesra alam pulak tu, macam dah lama kenal je dibuatnya aku ni.. “KN.” Budak itu seakan sedar yang dirinya dilihat dari atas bawah macam alien, dan dengan senyum hormat berkata, “Saya baru balik dari Dewan Makan tadi, tu yang fully dressed macam ni…” KN hanya angguk faham. Lemah lembut betul minah ni, The Last Malay Woman in the making.. Eheh…

Salam mereka disambut oleh dua orang lagi penghuni E001 merangkap teman sebilik Solehah. Kening KN terangkat sebelah. Wah, seorang lagi minah tudung labuh. Sah le ni bilik budak baik… Pandangannya dialihkan pula ke seorang lagi sahabat Solehah. Kali ini kedua-dua belah keningya terangkat. Aik, yang ni pulak macam out of place... Selamba yaya je duk pakai spagheti tank top... Iye jugak, ni kan girl’s hostel.. There should be no prob…Nope at all.. “Kenalkan, yang ni Zahrah, yang ini pulak Roslinda…” Solehah memperkenalkan. Apekebende? “Eik? Rosalinda? Fernando Jose tu ke?” KN dah masuk mode Amerika Latin. Budak yang bertocang dua itu hanya tergelak besar… “Lawak betul la awak ni… Tapi betul la, member-member saya semuanya panggil saya Rosa…” What?? “Rossa-Pudar tu ke?” Kali ini KN masuk mode Indon pula… Zahrah hanya tersenyum simpul sementara Solehah sudah tergelak kecil sambil menepuk bahu KN... “Awak ni KN, spesis manusia paling pelik yang saya jumpa kat KMS setakat ni….” Ces, kau nak kenakan aku pasal hal tadi ke Cik Perempuan Melayu Terakhir?? Please, hal tadi antara kau dan aku je!!!! KN menghantar pandangan kepada Solehah dengan wajah sedikit masam-kelat-payau macam baru lepas tertelan asam boi… Solehah hanya senyum faham…

“Jom KN, makan ngan kitorang. My mom yang buat… Sedap… Mom’s handmade is the best, kan??” Rosa senyum mesra kepadaya, sementara Solehah dan Zahrah sudah bersila di atas lantai sambil memberi ruang kepada KN. Eh, budak-budak ni ajak aku makan sekali dengan diorang ke? Kang aku baham macam Godzilla baru tahu…Eheh… Memang kepala aku kena short circuit… KN berdehem perlahan.. “Tak ape la… Awak semua makan la, saya balik bilik dulu… Nanti saya datang balik…” “Eh, mana boleh macam tu.. Makan la sekali..” Rosa sudah memotong. KN senyum kecil. “Tak ape la..” Karang aku cakap Tamil, terus kau tertelan kuih keria tu… KN menelan liur melihat kuih kegemarannya.... Control, control... “Ala, janganlah macam tu, meh le…” Zahrah bersuara buat pertama kalinya. “Thanks, but no thanks… Saya tak lapar..” Kruukkk… E001 jadi hening seketika sebelum ketiga-tiga penghuninya menghambur tawa.. “Panjangnya bunyi perut, sampai 6 harakat.. Itu tak lapar ke?” Solehah mengusik KN dengan mata yang sudah berair dan perut yang senak akibat ketawa overdose..

Ces… Tak sekolah punye perut.. Menjatuhkan maruah tuan aje…Kalau lapar sangat, janganlah berbunyi macam tu sekali... Aku mana boleh control bunyi tu... Self control tak boleh ke…Wajah KN dah berubah warna macam lampu neon… Putih, merah, biru, hijau dan lepas tu merah balik… Tanpa sebarang kata, KN melabuhkan punggung di antara Solehah dan Zahrah. Malam itu mereka berjamu besar. Dan KN akhirnya mula merasakan kembali nikmat duduk di asrama yang pernah dirasainya kira-kira 8 bulan yang lalu, ketika dia masih bergelar Fiver.. Cuma bezanya, kini dia berada di tempat baru, dikelilingi oleh persekitaran baru dan sahabat baru.

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[Nota editor : Hamba tahu dan hamba sedar bahawa cara penulisan hamba ini dipengaruhi oleh pengarang H******. Maka dengan ini hamba memohon pandangan sahabat-sahabat mengenai bagaimana nak meneruskan plot ini. Contoh :

1. latar tempat, masa, masyarakat ~ hamba mempunyai kapasiti memori seperti ikan emas, oleh itu hamba gagal mengingati KMS dan warganya dengan jelas

2. Watak dan perwatakan ~ seperti yang tuan hamba baca, watak- watak yang dipotretkan adalah separuh fiksyen dan bukan fiksyen. Jikalau tuan hamba ingin menyumbang nama sebagai watak, sila beri idea (terutamanya Emosah) =)

3. Plot ~ baru-baru ini hamba mendapati otak kanan hamba semakin mengecut, lantaran penggunaan otak kiri secara berlebihan. Oleh itu, hamba gagal mencari idea untuk meneruskan coretan ini. Hamba sangat menghargai sumbangan ikhlas tuan hamba sekalian.. =)

Settling down?

2009-12-06T14:39:00.000-08:00

Assalamualaikum wbt..

When we were in schools, life's like a long way to go.. We only concerned about our friends, studies etc.. When we were in college, life's start to change.. We view it in different way, and we started to bother studies and familiy more seriously.. Like "where am I going to further study after this" and "i wish my family understands me more" ~ typical rebellious thought of a typical teen, aye?

Now, when we were in uni, the study becomes harder, yes, but then, observing the fast-moving environment and people around us, we feel the urge to follow their trend..

Okies, before you people start to think "mende yang budak ni duk ramble nih?" and such, let me go straight to the point (kan senang) :

Some people who is in transition phase (bru start uni life) tend to think about settling down (like having their own family n such) ~ and this includes me as well... (Well, tipu la kalo x pernah terfikir kan..)

And since this is a hot topic (agak r) among friends at my level, i'd like to draw your attention to this fine article, and mind you, this article is not only about "Mencari solehah atau Menjadi Soleh?" only, but also "Mencari Soleh atau Menjadi Solehah?" ~ it works in both ways.. =)

sumber : http://muhrizrahmat.blogspot.com/2009/03/mencari-solehah-atau-menjadi-soleh.html

Mencari Solehah atau Menjadi Soleh?

Saya sering membaca kisah kehidupan orang yang ingin menghabiskan zaman bujangnya, namun gagal meninggalkan kepompong kebujangannya itu oleh kerana dilanda masalah pilihan jodoh. Mereka mencuba sedaya upaya sehingga habis ratusan ringgit mengupah tok bomoh profesional berataraf antarabangsa namun jodoh tidak kunjung tiba. Pada waktu itu mereka mula mempersoal hakikat taqdir Allah. Saya bukanlah agen pencari jodoh untuk anda pada pos kali ini, cuma ketika berada di tahun akhir pengajian di sini saya selalu dipaparkan dengan masalah kegagalan mencari jodoh yang meragut ketenangan jiwa saya. Memang perasaan cinta agak sukar untuk diterjemahkan. Ada orang suka itu dan ini, pendek kata ada pelbagai rasa dalam satu masakan yang tak mampu diolah dalam bahasa kamus.

Susahnya mencari jodoh!
Jika ditanya, anda mahu mencari jodoh yang bagaimana? Tentunya akan dijawab, “dia yang paling baik dalam akhlak dan budinya”. “Pandai jaga hati”. Baik dari segi itu dan ini. Sebenarnya jika anda cuba bertanya kepada penari-penari kelab dangdut, mereka juga akan menjawab dengan jawapan yang sama. Tiada wanita yang suka dibelasah oleh suaminya setiap hari walaupun suaminya itu bukan bekas ahli tinju yang mahir. Sudah fitrah manusia mencari yang elok dan tidak busuk. Cuma bayangan kefahaman mereka disebalik makna perkataan‘baik’ itu yang berbeza. Bagi mereka, orang yang selalu tersenyum itu adalah antara orang yang terbaik walaupun berasal dari kumpulan peninggal solat yang terkenal. Adapun kebaikan itu sebenarnya hanya terzahir bila kita mentaati perintah Allah.

Bagaimanapun setiap kita mendamba cinta dari seorang kekasih yang sangat sempurna sifat keinsanannya. Sifat sempurna yang mampu menutup lubang-lubang kecacatan walaupun setengah meter. Banyak sekali mereka yang telah lanjut usia gagal untuk mendirikan rumah tangga kerana memikirkan perkara ini. Yang ada di hati mereka: “Betulkah dia ini baik atau sekadar berlakon.” “Ooh mungkin dia cuba bantu aku sebab hendak mengambil hati”. “Emm pakai tudung dan cuba-cuba buat solehah agaknya itu”. Akhirnya, semua sifat orang habis diselidiki tanpa memikirkan sifat diri sendiri.Kita yang tidak punya sifat dan perwatakan yang 'baik' cuba untuk menilik mereka yang 'paling baik' untuk dijadikan pasangan hidup. Seboleh mungkin kita mahukan seseorang yang punya sifat seperti malaikat. Sedangkan kita antara orang yang selalu bermuamalah dengan syaitan setiap hari untuk melakukan maksiat. Ini tidak adil! Bagaimana sifat syaitan dan malaikat boleh bersatu? Akhirnya setiap detik berganti masa yang lama tidak juga mendapat pasangan yang secucuk. Lamunan untuk mendapat itu dan ini tidak terzahir di depan mata oleh kerana sentiasa melihat yang negatif pada orang lain.

Jadilah yang soleh, anda akan mendapat yang solehah!
Cuba selidiki diri sebelum mencari orang yang kita bayangkan sifatnya dibenak kita. Adakah sifat yang berada dibenak sendiri itu, wujud dalam diri kita? Atau dalam erti kata yang lain, jika ingin mendapatkan seorang yang solehah, maka kita juga perlulah menjadi yang soleh. Kalau ingin mendapat jodoh yang soleh, kita perlulah solehah. Dari sini kita dapat fahami bahawa menjadi sesuatu itu lebih mudah dari mencari sesuatu. Kita setia mencari pasangan yang berperwatakan seorang yang soleh dan solehah, sepatutnya kita sendiri perlu punya perwatakan itu. Janganlah anda menyalah orang lain jika pinangan anda ditolak. Siapakah yang ingin mendapat pasangan punya 'kakinya berbotol' dan peninggal setia solat fardhu? Sememangnya dijanjikan Allah setiap yang baik itu kepunyaan yang baik. Dan yang buruk itu akan mendapat yang buruk. Penzina yang setiap saat bergelumang dengan dosa tidak akan mampu untuk mendapat pasangan seorang lelaki yang soleh. Ini adalah realiti. “Jangan cuba masuk ke dalam istana untuk bertemu dengan puteri raja dalam keadaan pakaian anda compang camping”. Oleh itu jadilah yang terbaik untuk diri sendiri selain ingin menjadikan orang lain sebagai yang terbaik untuk diri kita.

Belajarlah menjadi sifat orang yang kita ingini. Kelak kita sebenarnya yang akan dicari. Bukan kita yang mencari.

Story of Bostwana + Greek + German labmates..

2009-11-06T11:46:00.001-08:00

It's Fri again... (ketawa bahagia).. means tomorrow Sobota (Sat) n then Nedele (Sun)...
And Sobota + Nedele = weekend (huhu... heaven)

I used to dread Fri (up till now, i think), because i have Prof B first in d morning!! Histology can be an intriguing subject during lecture, n freaking subject during prac/seminars.. Prof B can be very unexpected n highly demanding... So it means :

No background reading = Suicide attempt
*ditambah pulak dgn spine chilling stories from sniors bout Prof B, scare my pants off...

But, cut out that Prof B part... The main focus here is the last prac class for this week.. Biophysic lab... The class starts at 2 pm, n exactly 2.11 pm Izyan n i went to the biophy building about 3 / 4 blocks away (dekat je ngan apartment).. N we arrived at the lab at 2.17 pm (after half walk n run though), n found 3 guys who are our labmates (they r not our groupmates though) working on the Hills catathermometer, ventilator etc, looking all tensed..

D - the Bostwana guy who looks tired all the time, but always greet Izyan n i whenever we meet him; "Hi ladies..."
K - the 18 yr old Greek guy who is fun loving (though i thought he is weird at the first place) n always have things to laugh about
J - the 19 yr old German guy who is super genius n helpful n cutie with unpredictable aura (sometimes cloudy sky n d other times as shining as bright sun ~ hyperbola, i know).. he'll just stare n won't start conversation unless u start it 1st, but when u do, he can be an interesting person to talk to ~ this is my generalization after 4 labs with him...

Okay, then Izyan n i were late n we were completely dumbfounded with the bioPHYSICS experiments when our labmates seemed to be out of mood. I thought, "whoa, tension is in the air.." n sat on chair near the working desk with Izyan, bewildered at the progress of the experiment. I felt like saying; "Excuse me, would somebody care to explain?" but of course i didn't (ye r, dh r dtg lmbt, sesedap oren je suruh org explain psl experiment, dlm prac book kan ade).. Even so, i somehow managed to ask D about the experiment... (Nsib baik hang ade D ooii)

Then of course Izyan n i (berapa byk izyan n i la~) discussed about their weirdness... n Izyan managed to "tegur" the Greek guy :

K : (Looking at Yan)
Yan : (Looking at K)
K : (Looking at Yan back)
Yan : (somehow managed to put some words together) Hey, you looked tired. Are you ok?
K : What? Tired? Me?
Me : (suddenly chipped in) Yeah, u don't laugh as usual, not making jokes either..
K : (Boyish grin) Owh, I had a headache..
Yan @ Me : (Frowned) Headache?
K : Yeah, overslept last night (laugh)
Me : (To myself ~ good, he's now back to himself)

Then i decided to "tegur" J ~ the German guy, when he was staring at my report sheets :

Me : J, u looked tensed.. (concern tone)
J : Owh, i got anatomy test next week.. Why did u asked me that?
Me : (casually) Well, u didn't speak much, n u didn't even say hi to us... (snyum sgaris)
J : (Raised eyebrow) I don't know that our relationship is that close...
Me : (felt like splashed with H20) (monolog : ayark.. did i said something wrong? i was just trying to be friendly)
Me : Urm.. We are (blinked) classmates.. (blinked twice) Groupmates... Er, (blinked thrice) labmates..
J : (smiled) Well, hi diyana...
Me : (ape lagi, sengih je la)

Bewilderment :
1. Did i asked the wrong question @ did i said something wrong?
2. Did the tests pressured him that much? EVERYBODY got anat test next week.
3 . Did i showed d ugly side of me? (saying something like "u didn't even say hi to us") as if i'm terhegeh2 nk berkawan ngan dia?

Someone told me that perhaps it's not their culture to be that friendly to strangers (stranger? i thought i'm a friend @ at least a labmate ~ which u supposed to acknowledge at least if u r courteous enough)..
But, in one way, i can see the differences between westerners n easterners ~ particularly malaysians, as well as muslims n non muslims... frankly speaking, the freshies x knal pun muka seniors sebijik2, but everytime we come across malaysian face (malay + chinese + indian), we'll smile n say hi n greetings.. n everytime we meet girls with hijab, we'll smile n exchange salams.. n sometimes we even shake hands, hugs n take pictures together (seriously, ukhwah between muslims sgt kuat di sini, although we are strangers to each other + we are minority community)... n we do say "dobry den" ~ goodday~ to our unknown neighbours n maintenace men who came to our apartment.. (x caye tanye qurratul ain, setiap kali pak cik "momento" dtg, mesti serve drinks punye)

Then i came to a conclusion : people come with all shades of grey, so we can't expect them to think like us.. especially when they r totally diferent from us.. But that's what makes life wonderful... =)

P/S : Proud to be a Muslim, a Malay n a Malaysian... (3M)

Mind over matter...

2009-10-26T10:34:00.000-07:00

You can judge me... For everybody can judge, and being skeptic...
But I believe only in Him, because he is the only judge whose verdict matters...
That's the ultimate truth, for all I care..
And knowing the truth, judge me if you dare...

(Note : This is the modified version of Olivia Foxworth's quote in Garden of Shadows by Virginia Andrews... Now the quote is mine... huhu...)

what does your aura look like?

2009-10-16T13:43:00.000-07:00

I took this fun(?) personality quiz at a website... random... it's kinda sappy, i know but IDC...

(Question) : What's your personality like?

(Selected answer) :I don't know... It's all just so confusing and I wish I could understand the world better
(Real answer) : What a question.. I wouldn't spend 5 minutes of my life answering this if I know what my personality like...

(Q) : Favorite season?

(SA) : Don't know
(RA) : I haven't even finished my 1st autumn yet!!

(Q) : Favorite colors?

(SA) : Purple
(RA) : Corny... Does my fav color really have something to do with this quiz?

(Q) : How would you react if you found out your best friend was planning a huge prank on you?

(SA) : I'd avoid the area that the prank would take place in and give him/her a second chance.
(RA) : I would plan another giga big prank so that the curse backfires... (evil laugh)

(Q) : Are you a friendly person? Will you message me?

(SA) : I don't know, do you consider yourself a good person?
(RA) : Give me 1 gud reason why would i do that...

RESULT :

Troubled Sky (Prague's sky?)

You are the sky before a storm (whoa, hyperbola sungguh), or a clear blue sky surrounded by dark clouds all around (hujan + ribut petir?). Your life seems perfect on the outside (huh?), but closing in is a fate you're unsure of (unsure fate, unsure destiny... like that... nobody's sure about their fate anyway.. no biggie..) You're most likely troubled (it's "most likely", and i'd say that i'm not) and though you think you are over something, there might be darkness (Darth Vader slash Voldermort) just on the horizon (hehe... cam tajuk TOK essay). Personality-wise (grin), you're probably a generous (yep, with my choc balls) and fun person with a dark secret (erk?) that keeps you awake at night. (i'm not that disturbed, thanks)

Note : Since thiz quiz puzzled me and brought me to the start point all over again, i'd rather go with Virginia Andrews e book... No anat, histo, latin, czech language @ biophy for today...

random...

2009-10-15T08:41:00.000-07:00

It hurts so much when you are all alone... And those who used to listen to you refuses to do so...
Times do change people, but sometimes they change to be only aliens to you...
These are the times where you know who'll be there for you...

But fear not, worry not... You got Him, for He always listen to your words and ramblings...

Okies, meh kite cite pasal mende lain plak.. Erm... The differences between the Malaysian students and the locals make them keep staring at us... Especially those with hijab.. Perhaps THAT is the ultimate difference between us and them... Now I know what the foreigners feel at foreign land.... But the difference shouldn't be a big thing...
And this song describes what I feel right now, in and out...

Try Try Try

T-R-Y
Oh baby we can fight like dogs we can fight like cats
a dirty laundry needs a laundry man
maybe the king and the queen should lay off the caffeine
baby breathe before you react

sometimes we do forget to behave
and we regret what we say
cause words are too weapons
if we don't choose'em carefully
ladies and gentlemen this is instrumental
if life's to be a bed of roses

i know i gave you everything you like
because you still give me butterflies

if we just try try try
just to be ni-ni-nice
then the world would be a better place for you and I
if we just live our lives
putting our differences aside
oh that would be so beautiful to me

Are we just dangling in the middle of a galaxy
Well i'm stoked on gravity
To be stuck with you like flowers on the dew drops
Now let it in my direction
My direction is up when everybody's down
cause i don't mind being anybody's clown
I love a little lift cause i'm an optimistic
In an altruistic way

Cause basically this place is needing instruments of harmony
Spreading my philosophy of love and inspiration
Oh these words I speak I commit to like a crime
with a rhythm i deliver i'm giving them a picture
of the reasons why

We should just try try try
Just to be ni-ni-nice
So the world could be a better place for you and I
If we just live our lives
Putting our differences aside
Oh that would be so beautiful to me

well it wouldn't cost a penny but could save so many lonely lives
from teary eyes
if we just try try try
to open up a can of understanding open up your heart
i'm just planting seeds
cause i believe

We could just try try try
Just to be ni-ni-nice
So the world would be a better place for you and I
If we just live our lives
Putting our differences aside
Oh that would be so beautiful to me

if we could try, just to be nice
that could be so beautiful to me
I believe,
Oh that could be so beautiful to me

first terrible experience...

2009-07-18T00:09:00.000-07:00

Assalamualaikum...
Sape rase yg die njoy cuti tnpa perlu belajar, sila angkat kaki!!! eheheh... seriously, memang rase bosan thp kolestrol tinggi mlangit bile duk umah and do nothing... but, the truth is, i miss my friends very very very very very (quoting cgu khomah) very much!!!
erm, 13 july hari tu g MARA HQ and amik smua docs segala bagai... kepala pon dh pening smcam tngok berkajang-kajang paper yg kena diisi.... maka, plan pon dibuat dgan wani utk mluang n mmbuang masa di Sunway Pyramid... one might asks, "why Sunway?" and i'll reply proudly, "the ice skate, bebeh.." i was looking forward to ice skate a LONGGGGG time ago... rase sronok plak bile tngok actors and actresses kat dlm tv (especially korean dramas) skate ice... So, i went off to SP (bukan seremban parade ek)
Alas, it turns out to be a terrible experience... kalau nk difikirkan, dlm byk2 benda yg bru prtama kali dibuat, this is the worst.. and i have few words to describe it : lousy, clumsy and sappy...

why?? because i happened to fell not once or twice, but so many times:
1) Fell off when Wani was far in front of me, can't catch me like she did many times before... Jatuh camne?? Terduduk.. Hasilnya??? Seluar basah... (ces, x sampai 5 minit dh jatuh)

2) Fell of when Wani was completely on the other side of that ice skating rink.. Wani was circling the rink 3 times already, and i was just about to start my 2nd round. Jatuh camne? Style katak duduk... Hasilnya??? I nearly fracture my tleg bones... dan kena gelak ngan sorang budak India!!! Chao Phraya punye budak.. gelak x cover... time tu rase mata ni dh sakit duk jeling2 budak tu (ptanda konon tgh kuar aura naga), tapi budak tu mintak maap pon tidak... try bngun, tp x boleh gak disebabkan Encik Tibia dan Puan Fibula yang meraung sakit.... dan telingaku menangkap lagi gelak Budak Chao Phraya tu.. Ces.. Hampeh tul masyarakat Msia skrng ni... Kalo x nak tolong pon, jgn r gelak2... Kalo nak gelak, jgn lbih2.. Dan diriku yg hopeless and helpless ni pon mula berimaginasi....

Doraemon tiba-tiba muncul di ice skating rink entrance dengan menggunakan Pintu Suka Hati, dan NobiDi pun menjerit dengan girang... "Doraemon my saviour!!! Kasi aku jadi terer main ice skate, kasi Budak Chao Phraya ni terbisu dengan ketereranku...." Doraemon pun menjawab, "Okie dokie NobiDi..."

NobiDi akhirnya berjaya ber"ice skate" dengan jayanya... Menjatuhkan Budak Chao Phraya itu dengan jayanya... Lalu NobiDi pun gelak jahat... "Ahahahahaha!!!!"

Tapi imaginasi tinggal imaginasi, mimpi tinggal mimpi... Dan mimpi itu berkecai bila budak Chao Phraya itu melintas di depanku seraya membuat spin sebanyak dua kali, dan angkat kening tunjuk bagus... Maka walaupun hati ini menjerit, "Jerk!!", tetapi kepala ini tunduk ke bawah, menginsafi diri yang memang x reti nak skate, tapi berhajat nak menjatuhkan org... Astaghfirullah... x baik betul niat tadi...

3) Fell off when Wani was about to grab my hand!!! Camne jatuh??? Terduduk.. Hasilnya??? Cik Koksik yang pendiam mengeluarkan jeritan nyaring petanda sakit petala kelapan....

4) x sanggup nak kira dah...

Kesimpulannya... Kalo dulu org sebut psl ice skate, mesti gumbira segumbira gumbiranya.. Kalo skrng org sebut psl ice skate, maka akan terkenanglah Encik Tibia, Puan Fibula dan Cik Koksik yang teraniaya di Sunway Pyamid pada petang itu... Serta RM13 yang terbang tanpa mengucapkan bye bye... Lagi baik kalo kite baca buku... Kan? Kan? Kan?

Note : Encik Tibia, Puan Fibula dan Cik Koksik adalah ciptaan semata-mata. Mereka bukanlah karakter yang melambangkan objek hidup atau bukan hidup, tetapi hanyalah nama-nama tulang adanya..

bila cikgu khomah bagi message

2009-07-06T18:42:00.000-07:00

Assalamualaikum

1745, 6 july 2009.. IB May 2009 exam results are out (unfortunately, its GMT time.. kalo ikut time msia, 0145, 7 july 2009...) cmne nk check kalo umah ku x der internet!!!!
sedang aku gumbira mlyan cerita boys b4 flowers n mnatap hero ksukaanku si Gu Jun Pyo (my mom says Jun Poyo.. eheh..) tibe2 msg cgu khomah masuk... (NOTE: cgu khomah is my chem teacher yg prnah mngajar from 1st to 3rd sem sblum bliau further studies utk masters).. she said i got ** points... i was like "huh? cgu slh send msg ke nih? jgn la nk buat aci gempak pulak... bleh sakit jntung nih..." so, i texted her n asked.. "teacher, is this for real?" when she said that it is, serious rase nk mlayang2 kat langit... eheheh... sbb, dgn result internal exam yg x bgitu mmbransngkan (35, 34, 34, 37 for 1st, 2nd, 3rd sem n trial), rs mmg x bleh nk prcya dgn result final yg mcm tu... even cikgu khomah pon ckp die trkejut... bcoz my result is beyond expectation... mmg TOK n EE byk mmbntu...

what else can i say??? ALHAMDULILLAH! ALHAMDULILLAH! ALHAMDULILLAH! once again, God opens my eyes with His infinite power (1st, time my laptop hilang dulu.. now, this)... tibe2, rase malu dgn diri sndiri yg dh lame culas solat sunat n tadarus smnjak cuti ni... tak mcm kat kolej, time nk exam, bgai nk rak baca quran, solat sunat, qiyam... memang btul la kata org, kita igt tuhan bila rasa susah je... bila dh senang (in my context, after abis IB yg susah thp x igt nih), lupa semua... teruk kan manusia ni?? (erm, maybe this applies for me and me only)...

dear friends, ssungguhnya jgn terlalu diminta nikmat dr tuhan, sebab dugaan memang dh terang2 purpose nye utk mnguji kita, tp nikmat pon sbnrnye dugaan jgk.. malah lg kuat sbb kite hnye fikir yg nikmat tu adlh reward yg dberi atas susah payah kite, but kita kena ingat, everything that God gives comes is package... Means kite kna perceive nikmat tu as dugaan jgk n bkn reward smata-mata.. kenapa? sbb x ramai mnusia yg igt bhwa kejayaan tu dtg dr Allah, bkn dr usaha kita.. usaha kita hanyalah asbab utk Allah beri kejayaan tu.. (wah, mesti Husna bngga gile dpt naqibah camni.. eheh.. ni smua hasil didikan ahli2 BADAR n cik Husna yg gila pangkat n kuasa tp x brjaya digulingkan... hehe...)

okay, back to topic... celebrate, celebrate gak, enjoy, enjoy gak, gumbira, gumbira gak, tp kna ader limit... sape nk set limit tu??? sndiri2 le... in a nutshell (cam esei TOK plak), sgala pujian yg dtrima ats kjayaan kita hndaklah dipulangkn kmbali kpd yg lbih berhak... who? u guys know better than me.. i'm not a good person either.. but mmandangkn skrng ni ader ksedaran sket, so i jot it down.. next time when i read this post... ZAPP!!! biar trsentap sket hati ni... anyway, love me @ hate me; i live.....

rightio, skrng tgk blik title this post.. psl cgu khomah.. so, i wud like to express my highest gratitude to the people below:

Cikgu Azizah - Guru Malay A1 ku.. Terima kasih cikgu atas segala tunjuk ajar yang cikgu beri di dalam dan luar kelas. Maaf juga atas esei panjang dengan tulisan-tulisan yang sukar dibaca seperti huruf Sanskrit, dan ayat-ayat yang panjang sehingga membuatkan Cikgu hampir putus nafas membacanya...
Mdm Rothnamala - we don't really know each other, but you were a big help during my English oral (on war and music)..
Cgu Rahimah - guru business yg sgt2 dedicated and commited... thanks for all your teachings and prayers.. and forgive me for my study style in your class.. (mndengar lecture smbil menutup mata dan menulis pada masa yg sama... menghasilkan karya agung brupa tulisan sperti cacing kerawit yg senget benget dan hanya boleh dibaca oleh tuan punya badan.. eheh..)
Cgu Khomah n Cgu Halimahtun - guru2 chemistry yg x kurang hebat komitmen dan dedikasinya.. buat cikgu khomah, maaf sebab selalu tidur dlm kelas secara terang dan nyata.. buat cgu Halimahtun, terima kasih atas tunjuk ajar yg x trkira nilainya (lbih2 lg psl electrochemical series... hehe..)
Puan Foziyah - i was quite cheeky in ur class, but seriously i like ur class very much!!! tahap petala kelapan.. hehehe... if anybody happen to ask me what subject i like most during IB, i will proudly say that it is your subject... Biology... Andrew Allot di hatiku... hehehe..
Puan Azian - Math subject was a nightmare to me sjak sem 1 smpai sem 4... ayik skor 3 n 4 je.. cume time trial ok skit.. but terima kasih banyak2 cikgu!! bcoz of u i got 5 for final.. tu dh rase bersyukur sgt2...
Puan Hindon - thanks for the awesome discussion we had together.. cracking our brains, saying quotes, et cetera... although i got even more confused.. like pak lan says, when one gets confuse with TOK, that's when the learning of truth takes place!!!
Madam Juriah - ants, sugar and cloves were my toys and game under with u to supervise me... sorry that sometimes i ran away from u.. sbb takut kena interrogate psl EE.. but thanks to you that i scored my EE... luv ya!!
Dr Noraini - credits to her for the final editing of my EE... thank you!!!

to all my friends... congrats!!!

2009-04-30T02:39:00.000-07:00

Saya mengamati semua sahabat, dan tidak menemukan sahabat yang lebih baik daripada menjaga lidah.
Saya memikirkan tentang semua pakaian, tetapi tidak menemukan pakaian yang lebih baik daripada taqwa.
Saya merenungkan tentang segala jenis amal baik, namun tidak mendapatkan yang lebih baik daripada memberi nasihat baik.
Saya mencari segala bentuk rezeki, tapi tidak menemukan rezeki yang lebih baik daripada sabar - (Khalifah ‘Umar)

Erm, feel touched with the word of wisdom from the 2nd Caliph (Sayydina Umar Ibnu al Khattab - al Faruq); my favourite of all the Khulafa ar Rasyidin.... These advice was forwarded by my junior, CTK (credits to her)..

I think that the last advice hits me so much... Tmbh2 lg nk dkat musim exam nih... Sometimes we tend to feel oversensitive towards all our friends, whilst they don't even realize that they hurt us... ye r, sme org duk jg diri msing2 je... x kisah r, yg penting, keep supporting ur friends coz if you do, they'll..

BATCH BOOK...

2009-04-23T10:35:00.000-07:00

Assalamualaik...
Well, the AIC (Academic Intensive Committee) instructed us to jot few things in a half A4 paper, to make our very own scrapbook (IB Batch 3)
Everybody came out with their unique ideas : Rose dgn mind map nye, syamin ngan kucingnye, fatin ngan poem nye, shafa ngan "diari" nye, azhani plak mmg confirm mlukis punyer.. yada.. yada...
And.... I was left behind... I'm not creative, so I can't write poems or draw, paint my feelings.. Time tgh2 duk melangut dpn buku Math, an idea strucks me!!! Songs could be a great gift to my friends... But it seems effortless... Erk, cut it out.. It sounds trivial, but.. Whether you love me @ hate me, I LIVE...

Time of Your Life

Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this task and don't ask why
It's not a question but a lesson learned in time

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right
I hipe you have the time of your life

So take the photographs and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth, it was worth all the while

*Right.. I chose this song as it gives me the best picture about my life in here.. Indeed, knowing these people (rakyat2 kerajaan KMS) is one of the best thing in my life that I shall reminisce forever.. Eceh.. Hehe.. Okay, one more song.. Music!!

So Long, Goodbye

A time passes by, direction unknown
You've left us now, but we're not alone
Before you know it, your cups overflown
You measured no one that I've ever known

And it's quite alright, and goodbye for now
Just look up to the stars and believe who you are
Cause it's quite alright, and so long goodbye

We always knew that it'd come to this
It's times like this I forget what I miss
Matters of heart are hard to address
Especially when yours is full of emptiness

*Asmaa' said "Lagu ni sdey r D.... tapi lirik die best.."
Yep, that's the point.. I like the chorus the most "Just look up to the stars and believe who you are.."
And again.. It is not really a GOODBYE.. Not when we are to meet again.. InsyaAllah...

This is what I wrote at the bottom of the lyrics (hopefully the AIC would not "trim" my piece and accept it as what it is...)

Assalamualaik..
These are the things that we did and ought to do:
1. Creating, sharing and reminiscing the exuberance and memories we had throughout the 2 years of silent pain
2. Forgive and forget
3. Cherish the everlasting friendship

Each of you is scar in my heart; scar never heals, so all of you will be remained with me, eternally...

Things can get tough:
Dealing with the past, living with the present and fighting for the future..
[Easy, no. Possible, yes]

Yep, these songs represent what I feel about you, IB Batch 3 (yawn)
I'm no good with words either.

divine intervention

2009-02-26T06:33:00.000-08:00

Sabda Rasulullah S.A.W " Barang siapa hafal tujuh kalimat, ia dipandang mulia di sisi Allah dan Malaikat serta diampuni dosa-dosanya walau sebanyak busa/buihlaut "
1. Mengucap Bismillah pada tiap-tiap hendak melakukan sesuatu.
2. Mengucap Alhamdulillah pada tiap-tiap selesai melakukan sesuatu.
3. Mengucap Astagfirullah jika lidah tersilap perkataan yang tidak patut
4. Mengucap Insya Allah jika merencanakan berbuat sesuatu di hari esok.
5. Mengucap La haula wala quwwata illabillah jika menghadapi sesuatu tak disukai dan tak diingini.
6. Mengucap Inna lillahi wa inna ilaihi rajiun jika menghadapi dan menerima musibah.
7. Mengucap La ilaha illa Allah Muhammad Rasulullah sepanjang siang malam sehingga tak terpisah dari lidahnya

never say never

2009-02-20T20:19:00.000-08:00

assalamualaikum..

life won't be easy... seriously.. no matter how hard it is.. keep going on is the priority..

have faith in urself, ur capability..

if u r still uncertain about urself, turn to the Almighty

let people say things about u.. u r what u meant 2 be...

never say never….

erm..... this song was introduced by my good friend... enough to keep me inspired... hee..

Pieces

I tried to be perfect,
But nothing was worth it,
I don’t believe it makes me real.
I thought it’d be easy,
But no one believes me,
I meant all the things I said.

If you believe it’s in my soul,
I’d say all the words that I know,
Just to see if it would show,
That I'm trying to let you know,
That I’m better off on my own.

This place is so empty,
My thoughts are so tempting,
I don’t know how it got so bad.
Sometimes it’s so crazy,
that nothing can save me,
But it’s the only thing that I have.

If you believe it's in my soul,
I’d say all the words that I know,
Just to see if it would show,
That I'm trying to let you know,
That I'm better off on my own.

On my own...

I tried to be perfect,
It just wasn't worth it,
Nothing could ever be so wrong.
It’s hard to believe me,
It never gets easy,
I guess I knew that all along.

If you believe it’s in my soul,
I’d say all the words that I know,
Just to see if it would show,
That I'm trying to let you know,
That I’m better off on my own.

let the chronicles begin...

2009-02-20T20:03:00.000-08:00

assalamualaikum
why blogging??
it's just a way to express myself, my thoughts, etc..
yep, what a lame intro.. i know that...
hope to find some fun in blogging.. heee...
wassalam...