Wordless Wednesday :)

Ron Weasley

Hermione Granger.

They love each other. What is even better?

Tahajjud Cinta

Semalam saya tonton Tahajjud Cinta di TV3. Pelakon-pelakon wanita pakai purdah, tutup litup, tapi sayang...semua itu lakonan. Tapi takpe, mungkin lakonan ini suatu hari nanti jadi satu 'booster' untuk mereka menjinakkan diri untuk memperbaiki diri.

Drama ini satu je saya nak puji. Kandungan dan mesej yang cuba disampaikan cukup indah. Pasal wanita, pasal cinta, pasal perkahwinan dan pasal Islam. Semalam episode ke 2 kalau tak silap. Citra yang dilakonkan oleh Fazura, merupakan wanita kaya-raya, anak Tan Sri yang berkehidupan elite di Kuala Lumpur. Ibu citra, Puan Sri Apa ntah nama, hahaha, tak tau anak dia pergi Cairo ambil bidang syariah, dia ingat Citra pi London ke USA belajar bidang lain. So, nanti adalah konflik antara anak dan ibu, bapa dan anak. Biasalah cerita Melayu. Tapi tu tak penting.

Fouziah Ghous pula berlakon sebagai Seri. Citt. Nama tak boleh belah. Citra ni pulak Seri, but seriously sweet. Senang sikit nak ingat kan? Apa-apa pun, Seri ni kawan Citra. Tapi dia jenis emo sikit. Merupakan anak orang kampung yang amat konservatif dan miskin. Dekat Cairo pun dia tumpang rumah Citra sebab tak mampu. Tapi dia ni geliga, selalu score. Hahaha. Dalam cerita tu laa...kat luar wallahualam.

Episode semalam menyayat hati. Citra dan Seri dah tamat belajar, jadi mereka pun ambil peluang jalan-jalan sampai ke Jordan. Jordan ni cantik sebab ada kota apa ntah yang bersejarah tu, Al Petra kut kalau tak silap. Mereka pergi dengan Wahid (aku tak ingat pelakon ni nama sebenarnya apa) dan Shah Jazle ( aku tak ingat Shah ni berlakon jadi siapa dalam cerita ni)...hehehhe. Kiranya, Wahid ni suka kat Seri dan Shah pula teman Citra. 

Wahid ni fikir nanti dah pulang ke Malaysia, mesti susah dia nak ketemu Seri hari-hari. Nanti tempat kerja berbeza susah la nak jumpa. Nanti rindu. Nanti angau. Hahaha. Wahid pun ambil inisiatif untuk mendekati Seri dengan cara ingin meminangnya. Masa kat Jordan, Citra dan Shah tu entah ke mana, tinggalkan Seri dan Wahid bersama. Wahid suka puji Seri, mata dia cantik laa, hidung mancung laa...tapi Seri ni pakai purdah, pakai jilbab, camne nak lihat kan? Seri pula merupakan seorang wanita ISLAM yang kuat pendirian dan tidak suka cara Wahid mendekatinya. Walaupun dalam hati suka kat Wahid, Seri cukup pantang kalau lelaki dan perempuan berdua-duaan berborak pasal hal2 lagha. Seri terus menangkis perkataan-perkataan manis dari mulut Wahid. 

Malam tu, Wahid cakap kat Seri, dia takut tak sempat, takut takde masa nak jumpa Seri lagi. Wahid juga bilang entah sempat atau tidak dia melanjutkan pelajaran. Yelaa, kalau nak tunggu sampai nak buat Master, sampai bila dia boleh meminang Seri. Malangya, Seri marah dia sebab cakap bukan-bukan. Esoknya, Wahid cuba sekali lagi untuk mendekati Seri. Tapi lebih ekstrim, dia minta Seri tanggalkan purdah, dia mahu lihat wajah Seri sebelum terlambat. Sebelum mereka terpisah katanya. Takkanlah Seri nak berbuat macam tu kan? Seri tetap dengan pendiriannya. Dia bilang Wahid gila untuk meminta sesuatu seperti itu. Maka Seri pun lari daripada Wahid. Wahid cuba kejar sambil jerit memanggil Seri. 

Malangnya.....

Dengan takdir Allah Taala...muncul pula seorang pak Arab memacu kereta dengan penuh laju...lalu dilanggarnya Wahid di situ juga. Maka, darah pun tak henti-henti keluar dari mulut Wahid. Seri toleh nampak kesemuanya. Dia lari ke tempat kejadian. Wahid masa tu masih sempat berkata-kata..Seri, saya bersyukur dapat bertemu awak. Terima kasih, Seri. "Mengucap WAHID!! MENGUCAP!!!"

Dengan kata-kata itu, tiba-tiba, Wahid pun rebah, longlai, menghembuskan nafas yang terakhir sambil senyum. Seri tergamam, terbantut segala denyutan nadinya. Tidak disangka-sangka ucapan 'TIADA MASA, TAK SEMPAT' yang Wahid pernah bagitau malam tu, merupakan petanda dirinya pergi BUAT SELAMA-LAMANYA.

Jadi apakah MOTIF saya menceritakan sedikit sebanyak pasal drama ini? 

Jawapannya mudah: HARGAILAH APA YANG KITA ADA, HARGAILAH ORANG YANG SAYANG KITA SEKARANG, SEBAB YANG PERGI TIADA TUMBUH DAN GANTINYA. 

Saya pernah rasa semua ni. Anda yang baca juga mungkin sama. Jadi hargailah segala-galanya. Masa yang berlalu tidak dapat dikembalikan. Yang ada cuma  hadapan. Don't look back. :)

>>>P/S: KUDOS to TV3 for airing this drama. It is simply the best among the best<<<

Changes

Life is keen for changes. And similar fact goes to the cyber world. 

Yesterday morning, as I woke up from a very good night sleep, I found a change on the blogger. The dashboard is now new and it is the second change made by the administrators. My comment on it? Well, better than the first change lol. 

Then, this morning, as I woke up, Facebook got a new FB chat. It can now imply video calls. But it meant nothing to me actually since I rarely do video calls. I prefer typing and not seeing the other persons while chatting. HeheheXD. Because you know,  for girls it would be a drench to grab head covers or shawls just to see someone online.

Other changes are I myself, who happened to feel this blossom of gratefulness and syukur to Allah S.W.T, for HE has planned the best destiny for me from the start. Attending Asasi had somehow put me now to where I can hold on: to many friends whom I can consider as some of the best things that ever occurred in my life. 

I have Dina Azureen- who is always funny and a good laughter-kind-of person. I can tell her almost anything and she would listen. It's great to have one funny person who could tell simple stories, but still it felt like the stories are some kind of comedies. Thanks Dina Azureen for everything. You will be flying to Bandung to further your medical degree. Alhamdulillah Dina. I am happy for you.

I have Dina Syafiqah - who kindly our best manager in the group. Always the best 'planner' among us. And the best driver. You too goodluck at Puncak Alam's UiTM once again for another 4 years of Pharmaceutical studies. Hehehe ;D

I have Azneeza Manan - who I called her Jija. She's the most slumber person yet but still the brightest. Always the fun ones and loves watching horror movies and odd movies. She terrifies us with her weird way of eating but still that would make us have the good laugh together. Naissseee...;D

I have Nurul Ashikin - who I adore for her patience and kindness. We used to hang out in her room at Puncak Alam every wednesday for girly girls' movie. She's a true friends for anything, and so adorable too. Too bad I couldn't accompany her to ronda-ronda KL, due to several reasons. emm sad..

I have Eisya Aiman - a very calm lady who is cute enough to just prick her cheeks. Just got her P license which marked that everyone in the troops of girls already have the license except me. T.T. She's so funny and eat a lot yet maintaining those super plywood figure. A jealousy-factor indeed. 

I have Eliza Lehan- a quite bossy person yet so fun to be with. With lots of experience working and experience in life. The most responsible person I ever met, and so diligent. A total leader!

I have last but not least the cute Azyan Amani - a very lovable person who is the strongest person I know. Lost her mom recently, but she gave us this example to stay cool and strong at whatever conditions we pursued. Always tell me that being a dentist is better by mentioning about dentists can wear high heels but doctors can't. hahaha. A very sarcastic person too, and can be spontaneously funny. Love her a lot!

I have Naqib - one of the guys both I firstly met online and in real life, who still on the go to have this friendship with me. A doctor to be too, who is now busy preparing for his A Level exam and IELTS- and going to pursue medicine in India. Met him first during asasi, and it was sad to see he left. But I was glad the friendship does not stop. He is a very good motivator and always my hub of advice as well as information regarding scholarships and such. Glad to know him and met him:)

I have Doc- who is now a fresh medical doctor. Just returned to Malaysia from the Soviet Land. A nice guy who I have met both online and real life. And always there when boredom strikes, well sometimes. And always on the go giving those spirits to keep moving on with the madness of wanting to be a medical student. Hahaha:D

There are indeed a lot more friends I would like to mention here, but just save it for later. Above are the girls who inspire me in everything they do, and how they act. I love everyone's personalities and they are the ones who support me in and out besides Allah and my parents. I am lucky to be part of them, it's an honour. 

Kerana 'Aku' Syaitan

(Cerita ini tidak mengaitkan sesiapa sama ada yang hidup mahupun yang telah meninggal dunia)

Aiman merupakan seorang pemuda yang dulunya jahil tentang agama. Solat lima waktu langsung tidak pernah ditunaikannya sebelum ini. Mana tidaknya, hari-hari sibuk dengan urusan kuliah, berpersatuanlah dan macam-macam lagi. Solat Jumaat pun kadang-kadang dia ponteng sebab dia tidak suka dengan khutbah panjang berjela.

Suatu hari hatinya dipanah dengan anugerah rasa cinta dan suka terhadap seorang wanita di kafetaria sekembalinya daripada kuliah. Boleh diibaratkan wanita itu sebagai cinta pandang pertamanya, kerana sekali sahaja terpandang senyuman wanita itu, jantungnya bagaikan terkena saluran elektrik yang mengejutkan, berdegup kencang tidak terhingga, sehinggakan....

"Woi Man...kau tgk ikut celah lutut ke???!! Tengok tumpah kuah lemak tu kat baju aku ni!" sergah kawannya. Tanpa dia sedar, tatkala menikmati keayuan senyuman wanita itu, dia telah menumpahkan kuah lemak gerai Anggoi ke atas baju kawannya Saifullah. 

"Sorrylah wei. Nanti aku bagi kau pinjam baju baru aku. Relaxla..." kata Aiman selamba. Mereka berdua terus pi bayar nasi berlauk mereka itu, walaupun riak muka Saifullah agak masam mencuka kerana geram bajunya kotor kekuningan dek kuah lemak. Cepat-cepat Saifullah mencari tempat duduk kerana malu ramai orang memandang kearah dirinya yang comot itu. Pada masa yang sama, Aiman ketawa tapi lirikan matanya masih memandang ke arah si wanita tadi...sambil senyum kambing.

"Tgk perempuan kat gerai Mak Limah tu. Cantik and cun la. Kau kenal tak dia?" tanya Aiman..

"Yang mata bulat, tudung cam ustazah warna biru tu ke??" jawab Saifullah

"A ah...yang tu la. Aku rasa aku suka kat dia la...sape eh nama dia?" Aiman teruskan bertanya...cuba dapatkan nama si dia yang tiba-tiba terpanah di hati.

"Tulah kau Man, asyik melayan kau punya persatuan la, study banyak sangat...dia tu sekuliah dengan kita bro. Nama dia Salmah. Selalu dia organize program agama hari Jumaat, tapi utk budak perempuan je la" jawab Saifullah.

Salmah, seorang gadis yang ayu, kulitnya gebu, tidak tercela...flawless. Bila dia jalan, tertunduk malu tapi mukanya tidak lengang dengan senyuman yang manis. Malam tu, Aiman tidak leka memikirkan Salmah....alangkah bahagianya kalau dapat kenali Salmah dengan lebih dekat...

Azan berkumandang di kawasan kampus....tanda masuknya waktu Maghrib. Aiman walaubagaimanapun tidak langsung menunjukkan keinginannya untuk ke musolah. Masih lagi belum mandi dan sedang menghadap  skrin IPADnya.

"Weh orang kaya!! Jom pi solat...malam ni ada tazkirah mingguan. Mana tau boleh jumpa si Salmah sayang kau tu" ajak Saifullah....

"Eh, Salmah?? Dia selalu pi musolah ke??" tanya Aiman mata terbeliak kegirangan...

"Ish kau ni! Solat tu kan tuntutan...lagipun jemaah ni banyak pahala bro. Salmah tu selalu gak pi musolah...sebab dia terlibat sama dalam ceramah-ceramah agama kat situ" terang Saifullah

"OKAY!!! Aku siap jap...tunggu eh!" sepantas kilat si Aiman tukar baju, memakai kopiah putihnya yang selama ini terbiar sahaja di celah bawah katil dan menyarung kain pelikat berwarna merah dan hitam, petak2...=.='

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Musolah pun bukannya jauh, ada lah dalam 60 langkah untuk ke sana. Aiman tak sabar-sabar...tapi bukannya dengan niat untuk mendekatkan diri kepada Yang Esa tetapi untuk jumpa dengan Salmah yang jelas haram baginya.

"Ala Man. aku nak ke toilet la...kau pi dulu la eh...!" tiba-tiba sahaja Saiful ada bisnes hendak diuruskannya...

Aiman mula tak keruan...dah la selama ini langsung dia tak pernah menjejakkan kaki ke musolah. Mesti rasa pelik dan kekok...macam mana ni...nak pegi ke tidak? Aiman bermonolog sendirian...tapi kalau pergi dapatlah jumpa Salmah....

Sedang jalan...tiba-tiba kakinya terasa sakit. Sakit yang menusuk...darah keluar melalui tapak kaki. "Arggh...terpijak paku pulak" jerit Aiman kesakitan...tapi nasib baik, dia mampu lagi untuk meneruskan perjalanannya ke musolah...walaupun musolah itu nampak dekat, tapi terasa jauh ya amat. Saiful pula tak kelihatan langsung...lama betul ke tandas. Aiman rasa sakit...darahnya tak berhenti...dia terjatuh...tiba-tiba datang seorang lelaki...


"EH..berdarah tu kaki! Terpijak ape?" tanya lelaki itu. Aiman menjelaskan apa yang berlaku. Lelaki itu memapah Aiman...tapi dia tidak kelihatan seperti mahu mengerjakan solat. Bajunya berwarna hitam, seperti jubah panjang. "Kau ni siapa? Nak pegi solat jugak ke??" Tanya Aiman. Peliknya, lelaki itu langsung tidak menjawab....dia papahnya Aiman dan mukanya kelihatan agak bengis. "Kau boleh solat ke? Kaki pun sakit, macam mana nak solat. Baik kau duduk je kat bilik...solat sendiri pun boleh," kata lelaki misteri itu tanpa menjawab persoalan siapakah dirinya.

"Tapi aku kena pergi solat, lagipun dah nak dekat sampai, buang masa lah aku patah balik" jelas Aiman.

Lelaki misteri itu papah Aiman sampai ke luar pintu Musolah..."Aku hantar kau sampai sini sahaja..."

"Kau tak solat sekali ke..dah alang-alang sampai ni? Kau siapa pun aku tak tahu", tanya Aiman.

"Tapi aku tak boleh...." jawab lelaki berpakaian hitam itu.

"Eh kenapa pulak...?" tanya Aiman bebingungan.

"Sebab .....aku SYAITAN! Aku dilaknat masuk ke tempat suci macam ni!"

Aiman terkejut beruk. Matanya berair ketakutan....suaranya gagap tiba-tiba....

"Kau jangan melawak pula. Kalau kau syaitan, ape hal kau tolong aku sampai ke sini?!" gertak Aiman

"Sebab aku letih....letih menghasut kau supaya tidak ke sini...aku saje letak paku...kaki kau berdarah tapi...kau tetap mahu ke sini...dan aku juga menghasut kau pasal perempuan. Dan aku berjaya menyebabkan kau meletakkan yang lain daripada ALLAH dalam minda kau!"

Lalu....ghaiblah lelaki yang mengatakan dirinya SYAITAN itu...

Aiman terpinga-pinga...tiba-tiba seseorang memegang bahunya. "Woi kau! Orang dah habis solat kau baru datang?!" Saiful menanya.

Pelik...tadi Saiful ke tandas, sekarang dia di dalam Musolah dan sudah selesai berjemaah maghrib. "Eh bukan ke kau ke tandas tadi?" tanya Aiman...

"Yelah...pastu masa aku lari ke sini, nampak kau dah takde, ingatkan kau dah sampai dulu..." jelas Saiful.

"Habis, kau tak nampak ke aku terpijak paku...sampai terjatuh kat lantai?" tanya Aiman...

"Hah...terpijak paku? Aku tengok kaki kau takde apa-apa pun. Okay je," herdik Saiful

Aiman melihat kakinya. Darah yang tadi mengalir sudah tidak kelihatan, kesakitan itu tadi juga sudah tiada. Apakah ini???!!


"DAHLAH BERANGAN!Pi solat dulu...kejap lagi ada tazkirah.." Saiful menyedarkan kawannya itu daripada lamunan....dan mimpi..


Tapi di fikiran Aiman...dia masih tertanya-tanya....apakah maksud mimpi itu...dan adakah benar, SYAITAN.
Pada masa itu juga, Aiman sedar akan kesilapannya. Dia lantas memeluk Saiful dan berkali-kali mengucapkan astaghfirullahala'zim....Saiful pula yang tercengang...

>>>p/s: Solat lima waktu adalah tuntutan agama dan tiang agama. Serta solatlah kerana niat untuk ALLAH TAALA . SOLATLAH sementara badan masih sihat, akal masih cerdas dan waras sebelum kita disolatkan yakni meninggal dunia<<<

You

A lot of things make me craved a BIG SMILE yesterday. Entahlah, maybe I was the one who thinks this is a big deal, but when our long time friends suddenly showed an interest of what we are doing and how we are doing. So yeah, it feels like singing Kissing In The Rain....because kissing in the rain is fun right? Feeling the wetness of raindrops and then kissing? Okay, I am not pervert.

Happy Belated 19 birthday to a very good buddy, Nurul Huda Abd Razak. She is one in a million friend even if I die and reborn. She is totally a great companion, caring and fun. Been studying under one roof since standard 5 up to form 5. 7 YEARS! And it feels great even though, I might have neglected her somehow. She is a friend in need and a friend indeed. Recalling how she messaged me one night, after Chiam died, informing me about how I can rely on her if I need somebody, if I feel lonely. "I will be at your back, dayana" and I cried thinking how lucky am I to have such a companion. Thank you, Huda.

aina and huda. they are sooo funny

That's why after hearing a melodious yet harmonious tune from Yiruma, Kissing In The Rain, it makes me feel how I need her the most. Besides that, another friend yesterday, Fahmi, asked me how did I perform in my recent final semester. Thank you again for caring. And to Naqib for being so nice and kind to text saying sorry. Although I did feel awkward knowing how his friends, mostly 4 flatters at college, but yeah, why I should feel bad about it right? It happened and I will just be happy of what I have right now. Thanks Naqib for care for my feelings. Hehehe.

Korean can make better comedies

Eh have been at home and goyang kaki for 4 days now. It is not fun, not amazing, just bring this good feeling of comfort. I love comfort more than anything else in this world. So, I can smile wide without regret.

High Kick Through The Roof is the 'business' I am busy with lately. What is that you may ask? Well, basically, it's a Korean sitcom evolved around a beautiful teenage lady named Se Kyung and her sister, Shin Ae who lived-in a rich grandpa house who likes to fart around. This is more like a friendly family sitcom, and it has about 100 episodes, and just reached the 60th. 

No one could stop laughing watching this one. I myself, watched it alone and laughed at it alone during the boring days at Puncak Alam, after exam ended. It was fun and it can be very distracted. How can you not laugh when seeing an old Grandpa farts every time he walks? How could you not laugh after seeing how the grandpa at age 70++ could ditch on dating like teenagers? Plus, in the rich grandpa's house, there are the grandpa's daughter who likes kicking people around, because she was good in Taekwondo. She wakes her son up by kicking him and once brought to the minister of education for kicking one of her student at the private part lol. 

The grandpa's son-in-law can't be any funnier. He is a handsome man, and has a lot of charisma from the appearance, noted as the Vice President for the family's business, but then could not even calculate 3 digits number? He didn't even know to differ between 8pm and 1800 pm, thus making a restaurant reservation for a client wrong. Then, comes the grandpa's girlfriend who happened to be the vice principal at this one school where the grandpa's daughter is working. She is noted as the pervert granny because of her habit pinching the boys' nipples in the school. Hahaha and lotsa more to cover in this such funny sitcom. 

Well see it for yourself at Dramacrazy.net:)

>>>p/s: I can't believe I have this korean syndrome back. Oh this ain't good aint good at all:(<<<

Love ?

Bertemu kembali

Cikgu Fazly was my caunselor back then when I was form 3 and form 4. He was doing some thesis or some project with his friends 4 years ago. My caunsellor at school, Cikgu Linda was his senior, so he came to our school and select some students for a motivational program. I was one of them, and that was the first time I met him actually, because I was in his group with several other friends. After so many years, losing contact with him, because I lost my phone that contains his number and had a new one, I finally met him again even though not in person.

To be frank, when my friends and I saw the advertisement telling us that there will be a motivational concert by UNIC, I was not even close to have been intrigued. I just have no intrigue feeling to join that musical and whatsoever, because I am not their fan and knowing any of their songs. Lol. But, on that Monday, at campus, on the way back to hostel, Dina and Azyan bought the ticket, which cost only RM5, and like always I was influenced. So, I too bought the ticket. I was destined to go.

The concert was held at the faraway DK500 hall of Puncak Alam campus, on the very day of the Maulidur Rasul. Even a few hours before the concert started, I already went lazy to attend and you know, the feeling of reluctant to getting ready for any event, because of so many other things to handle. But, like I tell you earlier, I WAS DESTINED TO GO. And so I did.

Waited for Dina and her housemates at the stairs, which was just in front of my block at 7.50 p.m, and luckily Dina came with a smile, because lately she has always been uncheerful. And that's apparently hurts me sometimes. Congratulations to the organisers of the concert, for making it a wonderful one. We reached there early and alhamdulillah, got the front seats, I mean REAL FRONT SEATS. Sat there still for half an hour, and the musical only started after that. Perhaps the members of the UNIC got lost because it's easy for people to get lost on their way to UiTM Puncak Alam. But they will be amazed once they saw our campus! **(Proud being one of thousands inhabitants in this gigantic beautiful campus)**

Began with a fresh introduction by confident emcees, through some singing and jokes, was fun. And, the members of the group were fun too! I mean, imagine, they are nasyeed groups and still can do good jokes without needing to touch sensitive issues. I would gave them 10/10 on their way of connecting to the audiences. Plus, I thanked GOD for destined me to sit at the front, to see Cikgu Fazly again and to hear the other two members sing harmoniously and melodiously on the stage, crystal clear. :))) I had a rejoice. I bet everyone in the hall had too. 

The nasyeed group is 9 years old now, had won a platinum award for their album and their songs are great. I regret for not noticing them earlier and knowing their songs, while elses in the hall knew most of their songs. T.T. The members of the group had decreased due to the fact that most of the old members could not give full commitments to the group, so now left with only three members, including Cikgu Fazly, Bazli and Fakhrul. Bazli is the longest member that last, and the other two can be considered new. Fakhrul is the newest member. He was actually the Grand Winner of Akademi AL Quran program, on TV9. His voice is mesmerizing. Once hearing him recite one suratul Quran that night, I almost cry. It was beautiful. 

Then, the musical continued with some activity. They called two guys to the stage, and they had to sing in front of everybody. Jokes was everywhere. We were not bored at all! That's the best part. They motivated the two guys to be confident in front of the crowd. One of them spotted to be the most confident, because he can sing well, and he won the battle. Lol. The other one, was shy probably. But, I congatulated both of them for being sporting that night. 

Only one thing, happened to be a dismay that night. The audiences were not sporting enough, to sing along the UNIC members when the asked us too. Well, I can be excluded since I didn't know any of their songs, and luckily, they set the lyrics on the screen for us to follow. The UNIC members, especially Cikgu Fazly was so funny, and he had always been, since I first knew him in 2007. Bazli was funny too, and Fakhrul is a bit of a shy but he can do jokes sometimes. Basically, all three were amazing performers and motivators. 

The concert ended with a slide show, of a story, regarding what happened during the day that our beloved Prophet passed away. It showed us how the friends of Prophet Muhammad feeling despair after knowing the news of Prophet's demise. Saidina Umar Al Khattab, didn't believe it first because he was so sad that his friend was gone forever. Bilal bin Rabah on the other hand, swore that he would never sing the azan after that because he was mourning for Prophet's death. Years after the Prophet's gone, the friends met again, and Bilal bin Rabah was asked to sing the azan. He was reluctant at first, but he accepted it after asked again. And when he sing the azan, and the Prophet's friends prayed, they cried and burst into tears, feeling how they once could pray with Prophet S.A.W, but not anymore. The slide show did touched our hearts and I almost bursts into tears. That's showed the true value of friendship. And, the members then sang a song entitled Sahabat Sejati. I bestowed, and thank God for letting me sense the worth of having true friends here at Puncak Alam:)

Merely around 11 pm, the concert came to the end. Everyone was sad, because it was such an enjoyable moment ever. Once out from the hall, a photography session was held with the UNIC members. Unfortunately, there was no chance at all for me and my friends, to capture at least one rememberance photo with the UNIC group members. I was feeling a bit frustrated for now having the opportunity to greet Cikgu Fazly and apologize for not attending his wedding, in Kelantan 3 years ago. Still have the invitation card at home :)

From left: Fazly, Bazli and Fakhrul, amazing motivators and singers.

Nonetheless, it was the first night ever, did I went down to campus besides going to lectures and tutorials. And it was a worthsome event that I ever encountered. It's such a lost for those who didn't go. RM5 was nothing compared to the fun that we had and if they do come again, I will be in the first row's spectator again! 

>>>p/s: Semoga cikgu Fazly berjaya di dunia dan diakhirat. He was a great teacher, a good listener, and a good motivator<<<

Semester 2 chapter 5

Basically, I have no good title for this post. Anyhow, I am relieved that the Internet connection in Egypt has been okay. Tonnes of Malaysian students there are now returning to Facebook updating their well-being status. Hopefully, Bahjah and Nur Izzah Syafiqah are doing fine over there. Our prayers are with them amin:)

An Egyptian soldier been kissed by his mom on his way to serve for the nation. Allahuakbar!

Right now, I am enduring the Chinese New Year holidays which is only a mere 4 days at home, where else in the whole life world could I have been staying? Home is nice, but seriously, I miss having my pet cat around. Lopek, my pet cat ran away late last year, maybe because she is already too old for we to take care off, so she went away with troop of other cats, perhaps migrating to a place where she can find more food and love. We tried to throw her away one day, putting her in the laundry basket, capping it with a cloth, but she managed to unwrapped the cloth and almost attacked us in the car. She has been a very cute and adorable, loving cat, giving us the chances to play with her bunches of beautiful kittens, but none of them last, so yeah, now no more cats around.

Holidays like always mean absolutely nothing rather than continuing my sleeping schedule and going back to track, finishing up my piles of homeworks, doing my laboratory report, going online and yeah, movie marathon. Weeks at college had been fine lately, despite the high momentum of Physics to catch up with. Prof Ahmad was right about not having fun with this year's Physics. Everything is a mess. I am sick of every single thing that is so hard because I am so slow to catch them up.

Laboratories will end by next week I am supposed, which will be a thrill because we can return to our rooms early. Class party will be held around next week too, a barbeque event is said to be done, at the Gazebo around my block, a sukaneka thingy will be organised by my hostel block, because the President is soooo fun. I am not going to play in any of the games because practically every house heads MUST be the committee. So, I would just rather handle the Teka Gaya game, and that's why I spent my whole evening playing teka gaya on Tuesday. 

Noticing that I only have 5 coupons scares me like crap. Most of my friends already finished collecting 8 because they are lucky enough. The dinner committees got full marks for the co-curriculum part because the they worked days and nights for it, despite the bad stories behind what happened after the event, until most lecturers were shocked seeing photos of several science students doing syisha thingy. 3 MORE TO GO! so I better be more productive these upcoming weeks. InsyaAllah two important events will I show myself up too. Hopefully, coupons are available. I am sooooo scared of everything already!

Friends in the same group, are now busy capturing photos as remembrances and memories. Uploading them in facebook and tagged me, is what I called the easiest part of the technological world. I am sick of taking photos with my phone and thanks to them, that I at least could have something to keep. Besides that, I have reestablished equilibrium with my roommate, and she started it first. That's a wow. And, yeah, I am not a good in coaxing sulking people, so if you knew me, don't sulk, because I won't coax you till you melt.

Frustration is still happening at college. One thing to complain about is the atm machine at the Raflessia Hall. It kept running out of bank slips and that burdens some of us that REALLY need the slips for further reference. On last Friday, I was about to pay for my electricity bill which cost me RM30. The bank at Raff went crazy for running out of slips. Others who were also wanna pay that damn bill, went to the boy's side, Angsana which is a little faraway from Rafflesia. I could sensed that the ATM there would be crowded, so I decided to descend to the campus. I took the road less taken here because by that time, I knew there will be less people at the ATM downstairs. So, yeah I WAS RIGHT AT LAST. Only me and my friend Sarah were there, so I thanked god because this time the slip was available. But the worst part of all was that, I climbed the dozens of baby steps to the top, and almost dessicate my throat and damaging my diaphragm. It was crappy tiring to go downstairs and climb upstairs in a short period. I quickly headed to Rafflesia and the office, gave the officer the damn slip and got the three crappy stickers for my electric appliances. What a crap tiring adventure for such a pathetic thing ever!

At 9 p.m, when my parents came to pick me up, they consoled me for being slimmer even though I knew they were lying. Families are the greatest liars of all time but they are the best listeners that one could ever has. Hahaha:)

>>>p/s: I would rather be pleased if you could say it clearly that you wanna SEE AND MEET ME. I don't eat people nor punch people. I am just shy. <<<

His Year

Ridzuan Hanafi or better called Ridz, has been a wonderful patient brother. He's a genius and lovable, funny and sarcastic and fun to be with. Lotsa love from your sister here, and may YOU rock Saser with your capability. Remember, Takkan SASER hilang di takhta.

We Were BbF!

Life was meant to be cherished by having BBF! B E S T F R I E N D 4 E V E R

just like how Serena and Blair from Gossip Girl.

Albeit, half of my life flew away from my soul 

All the M E M O I R S I had with you,

keep me from tumbling down and help me to move on...

T H A N K S ,  G I R L, 4 B E E N T H E R E 4 M E <3

When you smile,

 I |S M I L E |W I T H |U

A Mate of Life

Hanya selepas walimah:)

Humans are created as pairs. Even parallel lines will meet one day, and do you think this is impossible? Think of the possible people. There are so many sayings and quotes telling how best things that come forward appear in two and not one. Two is better than one as in the song by Boys Like Girls and so on and on.

So what is about mate of life, that I am gonna write today? Since I step into the phase of being a young woman and no longer that childish girl, and since I am in college, people always remind me to start off praying for a whole-life mate. A whole-life mate here generally means a man whom a woman can regard as a lawful husband for her entire life. I just realised this subject to be really important. Before this, I never took this as a serious matter.

Aku cinta akan agamaku lebih daripadamu:)

Yesterday, I went for a talk on woman and multiple careers which was conducted by a respectable brilliant lecturer, Dr Izyani is I was not mistaken. She is now married to a man whom she loves, and they live in prosperity in terms of love and life. She said, she had practiced the solat istikharah for this "Jodoh' matter since she was form 1. Later, a name kept popping inside her brain until she continues her matriculation. A name of a man, unknown man, suddenly kept appearing inside her mind. Only after she almost completed her degree that she finally met her true love who has the same name as the name that kept resembling after so many years. However, they never go for dates. Their first official date was only during the convocation ceremony but not just the two of them, it was between them and their parents. It happened after they two got engaged. Soon, they got married, and again pursuing master and she won the gold medal for one of her researches. Now, both of them, the couple are living happily together with two kids and even though both possesses high-rank and busy jobs, they can still cooperate and manage the family with wisdom.

What else could be more rejoicing for a woman to have a wonderful husband who loves her more than she loves him, who cares every single time, who is well-educated in Islam, highly educated and could lead her from being astray?  And, what could a woman ask for rather than having a terrific, well-brought up family with all the knowledge of the world and the here after?

With this, here is the doa cari jodoh that I found out to be really helpful. It is already the time ladies, for us to start praying to Allah so that, we can find the best soul mate to be with till death. Rethink:)

Ya Allah...
Seandainya telah Engkau catatkan
dia akan mejadi teman menapaki hidup
Satukanlah hatinya dengan hatiku
Titipkanlah kebahagiaan diantara kami
Agar kemesraan itu abadi
Dan ya Allah... ya Tuhanku yang Maha Pengasih
Seiringkanlah kami melayari hidup ini
Ke tepian yang sejahtera dan abadi
Tetapi ya Allah...
Seandainya telah Engkau takdirkan...
Dia bukan milikku
Bawalah ia jauh dari pandanganku
Luputkanlah ia dari ingatanku
Ambillah kebahagiaan ketika dia ada disisiku
Dan peliharalah aku dari kekecewaan

Ya Allah ya Tuhanku yang Maha Mengerti...
Berikanlah aku kekuatan
Melontar bayangannya jauh ke dada langit
Hilang bersama senja nan merah
Agarku bisa berbahagia walaupun tanpa
bersama dengannya

Dan ya Allah yang tercinta...
Gantikanlah yang telah hilang
Tumbuhkanlah kembali yang telah patah
Walaupun tidak sama dengan dirinya

Ya Allah ya Tuhanku...
Pasrahkanlah aku dengan takdirMu
Sesungguhnya apa yang telah Engkau takdirkan
Adalah yang terbaik buatku
Kerana Engkau Maha Mengetahui
Segala yang terbaik buat hambaMu ini

Ya Allah...
Cukuplah Engkau saja yang menjadi
pemeliharaku
Di dunia dan di akhirat
Dengarlah rintihan dari hambaMu yang daif ini

Jangan Engkau biarkan aku sendirian
Di dunia ini maupun di akhirat
Menjuruskan aku ke arah kemaksiatan dan
kemungkaran
Maka kurniakanlah aku seorang pasangan yang
beriman
Supaya aku dan dia dapat membina
kesejahteraan hidup
Ke jalan yang Engkau redhai
Dan kurniakanlah padaku keturunan yang soleh

amin ya rabbal alamin:)

Sanggupkah?

Sanggupkah seseorang sahabat itu membiarkan cintanya pergi, hanya kerana kawan baiknya juga mencintai lelaki yang sama? Hanya kerana dia merasakan bahawasanya rakannya itu yang berhak mendapatkan kasih-sayang lelaki itu? Hal ini kerana, lelaki itu seorang yang warak, berpotensi menjadi pembimbing yang baik, manakala rakannya pula seorang wanita yang jahil agama, namun mahu kembali ke pangkal jalan. Hati mana tidak tertarik kepada seorang jejaka yang soleh, sopan budi bicara, tatasusila terjaga, bijaksana pula, tetapi tetap tawaduk demi agama yang tercinta? Namun begitu, walaupun hati sahabat tadi telah terpaut pada si jejaka, dan dia tahu rakannya juga begitu, dia sanggup undur diri, kerana dia lebih cintakan rakan karibnya itu. Dia mahu lelaki itu menjadi pembimbing buat rakan karibya itu, demi agama. Padanya, cintanya itu suci namun dia tidak lagi memiliki jejaka tadi, dia sanggup, melihat kebahagiaan orang lain, demi agama :)

Physics....tak faham, then forget it!

My kitab for physics

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

our father of physics...oopps...terover puji giancoli..

Is he a doctor?

SOrry is the only word that could I typed down here as to apologize if you followers who tend to read my blog see it as a diary. I know, that those who are happy will never write anything called a diary because he or she will be too occupied to do so, as their life is so fun and amusing. Maybe mine is 50-50, and why? The reason is because I made it so. I just like to torture my life as if I like to be occupied and to be frank, I too want a more freedom life. But, that's only in dreams. In realities, business and problems and troubles are those which make up a term called "life" love.

OOps..looks like I am going far astray from the above title. To cut it short, yesterday, I went to the clinic again for an appointment. My asthma haven't recovered which made it so difficult to breath and to talk. As my name was called upon, I made myself available into the doctor's office. I was dumbfounded. He is the most charming doctor I've ever met. The heart starts this enormous pounding sensation. It was sensational. It was, well, I do not like the feeling at all. Actually I love it:)

His name is Dr. Faiz, which I assumed as young and handsome. I think mostly all girls by my age would got struck by cupid upon meeting him. He asked me what's wrong. I told him about the bad sore throat and having a bad fever since 2 days ago. But, after that, our conversation was more friendlier. He asked me what I have been up to since SPM is over, and I told him I am doing foundation to become a medical doctor. He grinned happily when he heard that, and I must tell you it was a very intriguing smile. Sweet but then again charming. 

"Oh, it's look like your lungs are doing just fine, I think you will heal in a tick of time" 

That's what he said after diagnosing my breath. He then again, grinned and told me that it's good that I know what's been happening in the Malaysian's matriculation system. When our time together had been almost over, he warmth me with an advance of congratulation and wish me all the best to achieve my dream as a doctor. It's a soon to be. No matter what it takes. I just need to overcome whatever possibilities in the afterlife. 

So, it's too bad that I didn't ask for his number just in case I am sick in the middle of nowhere and he could be there to see what's wrong, ok, maybe I didn't have his number at the end nor a photo of him to prove that he is charming. However, it was a chance of a lifetime, to be struck upon by a doctor. Is he a real doctor? Oh. Hope could see him again one day. And I am waiting for the day itself. Hehehe. The End

    thank you for having time dealing with this intuition of mine.  

Physics...gives heart attack

mamamia! today, I had Physics, the first lesson this morning. And like what Puan Suzita had promised, she granted it today. The physic test on Chapter 4, namely Heat (*is it chapter 4 or 5*?)....

yesterday, after rushing home, I quickly open up my physic reference book, which almost look like a tempoyak now (*meaning: extremely bad-looking*). I studied the chapter 5 heat, and it ain't easy I tell u, what is heat capacity, thermal equilibrium, specific latent heat, gas laws, charles' law, Boyle's Law and Pressure Law?? Have mind on tht?

So, what the teacher asked us kids to do was easy and simple. Do the objective questions in the reference book and then, today, just this morning she did a little test. We were all have to stand still, and either one of us, have to answer a question, and explain why we get the answer like what we got. Haha...I, of coz, to be safe, chose the easiest one, but still had to show the calculation on the board, about how to find heat capacity.

Actually, it was nothing, from the lesson, I guaranteed that everyone of us, gets something useful. We can use the formula of heat easily now. And we know the type of questions that will always come out during SPM. So, this way of learning is actually more fun, and efficient, rather than writing notes and notes...until we have to buy pens almost every week.