Thursday, 12 September 2019

Msian Night. Satu Renungan.

MALAM MALAYSIA.
Hang Tuah atau Si Kitol kah kita? 

Sebagai bekas pelajar luar negara, saya mempunyai pandangan sebagai seorang anak Malaysia yang bangga dengan keindahan negara kelahiran saya. Saya bangga hidup berbilang kaum. Saya bangga hidup dalam rencah budaya yang pelbagai. Jujur, saya lebih menghargai Malaysia apabila saya melangkah keluar dari tanah air sendiri. Malaysia lebih daripada keluarga saya. Malaysia menyimpan rindu saya pada jiran, makanan, keagamaan dan seremeh-remeh perkara- iklan di TV. Semuanya sangat berbeza setelah 21 tahun membesar di Malaysia. 

Tahniah saya ucapkan kepada semua yang terlibat dalam mempersembahkan apa itu Malaysia. Sempurna. Daripada aspek lakonan yang saya pernah mengalirkan air mata, tarian yang menggerak juga kaki saya di kerusi penonton, nyanyian yang membuat saya terpaku pada seni katanya dan warga kerja yang mengangkat ‘prop’ dengan sangat efisien. Saya bangga melihat anak muda Malaysia yg bukan sahaja bijak malah kreatif. 

Namun bicara pandangan peribadi saya hari ini lebih kepada pengisian sesetengah persembahan Malam Malaysia. Saya berharap kita semua dapat berlapang dada dan saya terbuka untuk menerima pandangan sebaliknya.

Naif. Dengan naifnya, saya selalu terbayang, pada satu malam, saya dapat menonton tentang keindahan Malaysia. Menghilangkan rasa rindu pada Malaysia dengan persembahan yang menceritakan suasana di tanah air. Persembahan yang saya kira akan menceritakan dengan baik sekali tentang latar belakang saya pada masyarakat luar negara. 

Tiga tahun. Tiga tahun saya dipersembahkan dengan jalan cerita yang saya kira apabila saya melangkah keluar, akan membuat saya takut untuk pulang ke Malaysia. Saya takut dengan perspektif masyarakat luar terhadap Malaysia. Malaysia kadangkala digambarkan mempunyai hikayat yang tiada bermoral. Malaysia mempunyai kebejatan sosial yang tiada diambil tindakan yang efektif. Tiada peluang untuk mempertahankan nama baik Malaysia kerana persembahan ini merupakan komunikasi mesej bersifat satu hala.

Saya sering tertanya-tanya. Mengapa hendak kita gunakan peluang 2 jam untuk satu malam yang hening dengan penceritaan betapa buruknya latar belakang kita. Bagai membuka pekung di dada. Sedangkan, memetik satu kicauan di Twitter, “Sebenarnya masih ada lagi kedamaian di Malaysia. Bangun pagi makan nasi lemak di kedai Melayu, baiki kereta di kedai Cina dan potong rambut di kedai India”. 

Mengapa kita tidak mengambil peluang untuk mengajar masyarakat dunia tentang konsep damai ini? Mengapa tidak kita ceritakan betapa hebat anggota keselamatan mempertahankan negara biarpun usaha itu tampak kecil di mata dunia, tapi berbunga mekar di hati kita. Pada akhirnya, biarlah kita mengukur baju di badan sendiri. Biar usai kita melangkah keluar dari dewan itu, kita boleh berbicara pada rakan sebelah betapa bangganya memegang status warganegara Malaysia. Tentang jerih perih kita membangunkan negara yang ditinggalkan bagai padang jarak padang terkukur, kini berdiri bersaing negara maju yang lain. Apakah tidak ada langsung yang boleh kita megahkan?

Salahkah kita menyentuh hal sensitif dan berat? 
Boleh. Tetapi bagi pendapat saya, hal ini lebih molek dipetik di dalam program berbentuk dialog supaya ada pelbagai pandangan dan penyelesaian dapat diberikan. Kita berbicara tentang isu atau masalah tentang negara kita. Biarlah kita hadirkan panel Profesional agar satu titik solusi dapat kita angkat dan bawa pulang ke tanah air. Itulah maksud kita benar-benar mengambil berat tentang negara kita. 

Bukannya kita sekadar mencanang masalah tetapi tiada berfikir solusinya. Jangan kita menjadi Si Kitol yang menceritakan tentang kelemahan benteng pertahanan Kota Melaka sehingga akhirnya Melaka jatuh ke tangan penjajah. Sebaliknya, jadilah seperti Tuah yang megah berbicara “Takkan Melayu hilang di dunia” atau lebih relevan pada zaman sekarang “Takkan Malaysia hilang di dunia”. Bangga saya melihat pencapaian hebat anak-anak Malaysia di peringkat global. Sekalung apresiasi buat mereka.

Menjulang dan mengekalkan kebudayaan Malaysia juga sesuatu yg sensitif dan berat. Tidak boleh sesuka hati dipersembahkan tanpa diangkat nilai di sebaliknya. Mereka mempersembahkan tarian yang cukup cantik dan sempurna. Mengapakah tidak kita angkat dan julang usaha mereka itu bersama-sama dalam jalan cerita yang hendak kita sampaikan? Jangan biarkan mereka sekadar hadir untuk menghiburkan. Jadikan mereka sebahagian daripada ceritanya. 

Saya faham sekali mesej sebenar setiap kali persembahan itu selesai- supaya kita keluar dari dewan itu dengan kesedaran bahawa pelbagai masalah Millennia yang sedang berlaku di Malaysia. Namun, biarlah kita keluar bersama dengan solusi yang bernas. Bukannya dengan perasaan kecewa dengan negara kita sendiri.
Tiada obligasi untuk memuaskan hati sesiapa dalam entri kali ini. Sekadar untuk kita pertimbangkan untuk generasi muda di luar negara.

*Entri ini ditulis sebagai pandangan peribadi Penulis, setelah tidak memegang apa-apa jawatan dan bukan lagi berstatus pelajar bagi mengelakkan kaitan dengan mana-mana organisasi.

Tuesday, 7 August 2018

Assalamualaikum

HAHAAHAHAHA

I am glad enough that a blog does not operate like a bank account in which if you are not actively using it, they will terminate your account and infaq all the money to Baitulmal.
Gahhh..let’s put the joke aside. I’m here. Still scrolling, reading and contemplating how much life has changed since 2016. 2 years.
Yerp.
Kalau ada anak, anak pun dah boleh berlari.
It just that I’ve decided to keep the story of my life just for me and people around me who are sincerely want to listen and learn.

Life has been so roughed to me.
(Dengan izin, ini adalah sejenis bahasa monolog dalaman. Penggunaan bahasa adalah salah secara hokum tatabahasa)
Kadang-kadang, aku terfikir juga, apa yang ada pada aku sampai aku kena hadap semua ni. Kenapa life member-member takdelah drama sangat pun. Ni sebab aku asyik tengok drama ke?

The ultimate question:
Apa salah aku sampai orang buat macam ni dekat aku?

So, the aim of this post is on how to deal with the question mentioned above.

When people do mistake to you. Forgive and forget.
Nerghhhhh. Sumpah susah.
You want to follow the footsteps of this one Sahabah who sincerely forgives everyone before he goes to sleep.
I did that.
But whenever I wake up the next morning, I still remember every single details of the mistake that hurts me.

Memaafkan dan melupakan atau nama dekat sekolah pondoknya ialah Redha.
Redha berjumpa pula dengan Pasrah.
Selisih sebelah-sebelah, nampak macam kembar tapi tak.
Menurut Ustaz Abdullah Al-Amin, pasrah ini bersifat pasif.
“Aku kena tipu. Hmmm…okay.”
Kalau Redha?
“Aku kena tipu..Hmmm…okay. Sewajarnya, selepas ini aku kena yada3…”
Redha bersifat aktif. Kita akan ada ‘follow-up actions’.

Aku tahu. Ramai yang ada dalam situasi aku sekarang. Tidak kiralah dalam bentuk relationship, friendship, family, working mates.
Selagi mana terasa sempit dengan perbuatan seseorang itu kepada kita, dan kuasa memaafkan itu berada di tangan kita, kita kena guna dengan rasional.

1.     Maafkan secara umum.
Memaafkan secara umum akan menenangkan orang yang membacanya. Meskipun hati kita sikit pun tak ada rasa nak memaafkan. Sebut atau tulis sahaja dahulu.
Selalu aku pakai ayat “Tak pe, aku faham.”
The aim of this statement is to ease the feeling of the wrongdoer.
Your friends will definitely question your action. Are you insane? Tak cukup lagi kena gulai dengan diorang? Yada3..

Believe Him.

Tak ada satu kebaikan pun yang sia-sia atas dunia ini melainkan Allah akan lihat dan catat. Nerghhhh untung-untung, nama kau kena canang dekat para Malaikat.

Lapangkanlah dada mereka. Allah akan lapangkan lebih banyak jalan untuk kita. Don’t doubt. Just do it.

The power to forgive people doesn’t cost you any cent.
You won’t even gain any cent either, if you don’t forgive them.
So, why nak kedekut? Say the word that they want to hear.
Aku maafkan.
Ikhlas atau tak? Kita settle belakang dengan Allah.

2.     Menggapai Redha.
Benar, setiap hari kita akan berperang dengan diri sendiri. Akal cakap ‘Aku maafkan’. Akan tetapi hati terlalu sakit untuk melupakan.
Woii mana satu ni?
For me, redha is a process. Manusia Twitter sibuk tweet “Time will heal”.
Kalau kita bawa konteks ayat ini dalam konsep Ad-Deen iaitu Islam adalah kehidupan, inilah yg dinamakan proses mencari redha.
Kita dah melakukan ‘action of forgiving’, sekarang masanya untuk kita selarikan dengan hati.
Hari-hari kita kena mengaku depan Dia yang kita tak kuat, kita sakit, kita marah. Tak yah acah-acah tabah depan Allah. Mengaku sajoh.
Ada sebab Asmaul Husna tu kita belajar dulu.
Analogi dalam kehidupan manusia, Asmaul Husna ini macam Jabatan-jabatan Gomen (Government).
Kalau kau nak lapor pasal hal kesihatan, kau takdelah direct pergi Rumah PM, yer dok? Kau mesti pergi dekat Kementerian Kesihatan.
Applying the analogy into Islamic context, if you feel that you are not strong enough, call Him by His name; Al-Jabbar (Maha Perkasa).
Seru dengan hati.
Seru dengan rasa rendah diri.
Allah di mana? Allah dekat dengan kita.
Sehingga kau boleh berbisik memanggilnya tanpa suara dek tekak yang berpasir menahan tangis.  :’)

InsyaAllah, suatu hari kita boleh benar-benar memaafkan dan melupakan.

3.     Berhijrah
Alhamdulillah, saat aku dirundung dengan dugaan ini, aku mempunyai rezeki lebih untuk aku keluar berhijrah mencari kelapangan dada.Acapkali aku cuba melawan perasaan sedih dengan keluar ke kompleks beli-belah, tetapi perasaan sempit di dada itu tidak hilang.
Keputusan aku untuk menghabiskan masa di tepi pantai merupakan langkah yang bijak. Aku tak melihat gelagat anak-anak muda sebaya aku berpegang tangan, menyulam kasih di hadapan mata. Aku menggunakan masa ini sehabis baik untuk sesi refleksi diri.
 Dalam becoknya mulut aku berjenaka, kepala aku ligat memproses apa sebenarnya yang Tuhan mahu dari aku.
 Multi-tasking.
 Memang itu kerja aku.
Aku tak mahu orang melihat aku bersedih dengan kehidupan aku.
“You always take humour as your defence.”
“Kalau aku tak bahan diri aku, orang takkan ketawa. Aku akan tengok orang simpati kat aku. Aku lagi sedih.”

Sebelum aku bermusafir, aku pohon agar aku boleh kembali ke Kuala Lumpur dengan hikmah. Alhamdulillah, sewaktu aku di dalam perut kapal merentas gemawan malam, aku berjaya menyenaraikan kebaikan yang aku dapat di sebalik ujian ini.

Benar. Aku tak nak sebab aku tak tahu tapi Allah tahu aku perlukan itu. (Al-Baqarah,216)

4.     Berlari.
Mukmin yang Allah sayang ialah Mukmin yang kuat.
Bila kita jatuh, kita mengesot, merangkak, berdiri dan berlari.
Ustaz yg sama cakap, bila kita ditimpa ujian..fikirkan 3 perkara :
-        Ya Allah, sekurang-kurangnya, aku yang disakiti bukannya aku yang menyakiti.
-        Ya Allah, sekurang-kurangnya aku tak hilang semua. Kau hanya mengambil pergi apa yang tidak baik untuk aku dan meninggalkan yang lebih baik.
-        Ya Allah, gantikanlah apa yang aku hilang itu dengan yang lebih baik

Apabila kita berfikir macam ni, kita akan rasa nikmat bersyukur. 
Kita akan Nampak bahawa kita masih ada masa hadapan yang menanti.
Oleh sebab itulah, kuasa memaafkan harus digunakan secara rasional kerana itu juga merupakan satu bentuk ujian.
Kesenangan juga satu bentuk ujian yang lagi berbahaya sebab kita tidak nampak bila kita harus bangun dan berlari kepadaNya. Jangan kita kalah pada penghujung jalan. Kita boleh bersabar dengan perbuatan orang tetapi kita gagal di peringkat separuh akhir iaitu peringkat memaafkan kerana ego yang tiada nilai untuk dijulang di hadapan Allah.

Berlarilah kepadaNya. Berbuatlah kebaikan. Berlumbalah dalam kebaikan. Jika kita disakiti lagi kerana kebaikan yang dibuat, ingatlah bahawa hasil semaian tersebut mungkin bukan pada buah yang manis akan tetapi pada ranting yang mencambah, batang yg gagah, daun yang rendang sehingga menjadi tempat anak-anak kecil bermain riang.

Berbicaralah tentang indahnya kehidupan hasil ketentuan Tuhan- Allah Azza Wajalla

Pada aku? Aku di mana sekarang?
Aku sedang menggapai Redha.
Mungkin penulisan aku yg akan datang, aku sudah boleh menulis dalam keadaan aku redha dengan apa yang berlaku.

Jalan Mujahadah tidak mudah.

Thursday, 8 September 2016

Hikayat Kekaburan Tentang "Fly" ke UK

Assalamualaikum and Hi..

So today, just to kill the time, I would like to post about thing that I have been searching on the internet but hardly found it. Thus, I had to go through on my own ( with some references from other bloggers which I couldn't remember their blogs' url but just  g o o g l e  la). Okay.

 FIRST- PERSEDIAAN
Alright! IB( Internationalk Baccaleurate), A- Levels, STPM, Diploma, Asasi - As long as it is called as preparation before entering the degree life, semua terguna pakai to get into overseas uni ( tertakluk pada terma dan syarat uni in which you have to rajinkan diri cari sendiri). As for me, I undertook A- Levels as that was what my sponsor had asked me to go through. so yeahhh. Alhamdulillah, I managed to survive in  INTEC (You may refer to my previous posts about life in intec). Basically, I took 3.5 subjects which are 3 Full subjects where I had to take the exam until my final year ( Economics, Law and Mathematics- Maths and Statistics) and 1 Half subject in which I only had to sit for the exam on the first year ( Accounting- serious aku barai subject nih).

      "Susah ke senang, kak?" - Frequently Asked Question
           "Untuk yg malas mcm akak, susah dik. Baik kau jgn amik." - Common Answer.

Orang selalu nampak pessimist kan kalau kita jawab macam tu. Walhal, cuba kau fikir balik. Kalau kau rajin and penuh determination, soalan macam tu tak akan terpacul dari mulut anda sebab anda akan buat apa saja untuk penuhi cita-cita anda. So, as for me. Yes, betul! Aku akan rasa A-Levels ni susah gila bila aku malas. Kalau aku rajin tajdid niat, back to Allah, tanya lecturers, study group and *inserts all the nilai murni* mungkin aku tak rasa susah... Kau akan faham apa itu "Dalam kesusahan, disertakan kesenangan.".
#DonePreaching #ForMeAndForYou

     "Habis tu kak, yang tak dapat fly tu? Malas ke kak?" - Frequently Kecaman Manusia
            "Kau duduk situ, kau judge sendiri, kalau kau cakap diorang malas gak, meh sini mata kau, akak letak air zamzam"

SECOND- LEPAS RESULT 

Waktu ni I called as peak hours!
1) Get the CAS (confirmation letter yang kau masuk uni sekian2- nama uni ampa kan hebat2, aku orang kampung..berbelit lidah nak sebut. makhraj tak sampai) from your university. ASKED THEM TO GIVE IT ASAP! sebab visa weyhh visa..
2) Send the CAS to your sponsor via email and get a Financial Affidavit (FA)
3) Once you have got both of them, directly apply for visa.
 and yeahhh..nak tahu lebih, belajar usaha sendiri dgn call MABECS.
So yeahh.. mmg memeningkan so kena get ready lah utk beruban jap dua tiga helai rambut tu ( hiperbola).


THIRD- FLY
Once visa kau dah siap.. get ready. a g a i n... utk fly bila2 masa je as JPA akan call you to inform when is your flight date!

So Selamat Terbang kepada yang berjaya.
  Kepada sahabat yang berjaya untuk melanjutkan pelajaran di Malaysia, anda bukan gagal. Tetapi anda lebih dipercayai untuk sentiasa menjadi mata-mata kami di Malaysia kerana anda seorang yang amanah. Hebatkan, anda!




Thursday, 11 August 2016









      A girl who has been hurt will take some time to heal the scars. Do not put the blame on her. This is not the matter of showing her ego or denying her feeling. But it just about time. Time. It takes time to forgive, it takes time to forget, it takes time to contemplate the facts, it takes time to grow stronger, it takes time to learn on how to breathe again. That's why there is a saying " As time flies, people change". She might be a whole new person. It is hard for her to live with the light of Honesty when there is a shield called Doubt. Here, the time will keep on ticking until the shield finally melt due to the power of the light. The power of honesty. It needs time.

Thursday, 18 February 2016

Assalamualaikum.
Hi guys! It's a new year.

Lol weyh, dah sbulan baru nk Happy New Year. Okay..legit r.. Chinese New Year.

I've started my sem 4 early of January. Hurmm. It was fine by now. By now laa. As we know, the final sem would be the most super extreme hectic semester. InsyaAllah, I'm ready to face it.

2016. The year where I can say it's going to be a remarkable one because I'm already 20 years old and undoubtedly, I'm going to end my A- Level studies. Then, it is all about flying or staying here. May Allah give me and my friends the best result. Aminn..

I've been delaying this post for such a long time. To busy I guess.
 Oh ya!! My brother has became a father... Auwwww.. Alhamdulillah, it is a boy! Congratz bro!
Looking at my brother and his lil knight, it reflects on how things will change as we're growing older. I can see that my bro is being more responsible towards everything. Every single thing.
I asked him how does it feel to become a father. He answered, it just an undescribable feeling. I smiled and do you know what bro, I am happy to see that you're happy.

As we are getting older, a lot of things will change- our routine, lifestyle,behavior and yada3. Yes. I can feel the different. Why can't we live like before? It is simply because to live your life, you need experience. 
 I've gone through thick and thin phases of life. And I believe, I'll face more. Undoubtedly, experience has shaped me for who I am right now- Atikah yg you kenal.
If you think that I am unfriendly, I willingly spend some time just to explain- why I've became this way. Trust me. You are who you were back then.
I love to spend my time w my brother. Everytime he drives me somewhere, we will talk about serious matter esp life. For instance, how do you reflect your life nowadays? This is because both of us know that we're facing the differences and we want to know how do we adapt to this new atmosphere.
That day, he asked me " Hg rasa apa bila makan KFC?"
Usually ppl will reply with something like "sedap"
"Okaylaa"
"Rasa KFC laaa"
But, because of the experience, that wasn't my anwer.
"It is so easy to get a plate of KFC nowadays. Every single time when I step into the restaurant, I know the fact that it's not 21st of the month. It can be any date. And the fact that, the whole plate is mine. I miss mak and abah and the memories"
And of course, he'll start to lecture me about experience.
"There you see. It was hard to get a plate of KFC back then. Only when Abah received his pension money, then we can have it. It was just a dinner plate with each of us will get one piece of chicken. But now, when you can have it at any moment, you will remember those times and start to appreciate things better."

Yeah..
Indeed it is true.
The experience that you have, it is a gold.
A gold that you can carry it along with you to any place. When you share it with people, they might not be able to have it but they will eventually know how the gold looks like. Thus, when they look at the gold, they will know how precious it is.

I was a girl with brittle heart and confidence. I easily get devastated with my achievement. At one point, my brother told me about his experience on how did he fail for quite a number of times and how did he manage to overcome it. 
"Kenapa nangis? When you're not ultimately losing it? You already gone through for the second chance belum? If not, then why are you crying? You are crying for nothing."
Since that day, I just could not simply cry. The experience. 
Whenever I see my friends start to cry, I just can't. I am just tired of crying over things that do not deserve my tears. It is dunya. But friends, it is okay to cry because at one point you will get enough of it and start to think the other way around. 
I felt quite despair with my IELTS result,the I cried. After that, I realize, I can simply cry over this dunya thingy, but why I can't simply cry over akhirah like this?
Teettttttt! Something wrong with my qalbu. Erkkkkkkk! Purify your aim, Atikah.

So!
To post about my experience, it is toooo a loootttt to be put into words. InsyaAllah, I'll try my best to share it with my readers. I'm not claiming that being in my shoes is the best way of living up your life. It just a reflection. Allah gives us only the thing we need. You don't need it. I need it.
See you in the next post...tataaa



Tuesday, 1 December 2015

The Third Semester

Assalamualaikum.

Hi peeps!
In this post I'm going to write about my hikayat throughout my third semester in INTECec. It sounds like tercekik. muahahaha

Okay.
Let's start with my CSR programme - bina mini library.. (n_n). It was a week after we came back from cuti Raya Aidilfitiri. Can u imagine when we were still bloated with saturated fat ( lemang, ketupat, rendang etc), we had to rush to the nearby stores to buy things for the CSR project. I still remember how me, Amani and Zethy sat on the floor in the Giant Hypermarket because we were too exhausted (running here and there to buy cupboard,books yada3). Lololol.

Who cares? We paid whutt! Kihkihkih

Alhamdulillah, we got enough fund for the project where 3/4 of it was from the donation by INTEC ppl. Thanks guys!
The CSR project was held on the weekend at rumah tahfiz dan anak yatim Nur Ikhlas, Kuang Selangor.
Pergilah usha tempat tu. Nice weyhh. Teringat kampung.hiiii...
We went there by bus but we had to walk all the way to reach the house as the road is too narrow for a bus. Never mind because we enjoyed the atmosphere there- full of tranquility as it is situated at the outskirts of hectic city.

As we arrived there, we started to execute all the tasks that had been segregated accordingly.
Alhamdulillah everything went very well under Hannah's supervision as she is our leader with Miss Hidayah as our advisor ( I think she is just like our sister instead of a lecturer).
At night, we had barbecue together with the students.
Cerita hantu laa, karoks laa, acah2 menate laa..macam2..hahahahaha
It was a precious opportunity to be involved in the project. The bond we created was more than just a friendship or lecturer- students connection , but we were a family. I miss them.
Nevertheless, I just realised that I am quite introvert. I felt a bit awkward to mingle around with the tahfiz students. I think it was because they are about our age. Perhaps, I used to be quite unfriendly with my juniors back then in school so it took some time for me to be the real Atikah Sorry girls. Akak x biasa. Lololol.
Done with CSR!
*We were awarded with the Best Activity for i-KoPLN in MAPI recently. kudos to us*


 Next, let's talk about ALUK Sports Week.
Hahahaha.. after some time I didn't play any sports (the main reason why I have dua biji pau kat pipi), nerghhhh.. I voluntarily joined my classmate to play Handball.pfttttt. Kalah siakkkk...wakakakaka
Sadly, I am not one of the girls who play sports.


Then, we also had UK Exhibition where every class from A-Level 16.17 and 18 had its own booth, promoting the UK cultures, music, food and etc. As for my class (Sedbergh), we had to set up a booth to promote the UK music. It was just a simple booth where we displayed Sufian's collection of gramaphone records. The best part was we also had a mini karaoke jamban- it was made of fridge box. Hahahahaha..
*Sakan Jah dengan Limah melalak dlm tu.*
For this event, we managed to get the second place. As usual, Staveley always got the first place. Always...and always..lololol


Early of October, we had CTIS Flashmob. My role for this event was as a 'Stage Director'. Hahahaha
*I nak jadi Anzalna, bukan Rashid Sibir*
So! I was meant to be an actress not a director- that was the reason why we only got a consolation prize.
Sorry guys..muahaahahaa


Despite of all fun we had during this semester, it was a heart-wrenching sem too. It hurt me very much when I had to waive good bye to some of my friends as they had to pursue their studies at other institutions. After a year surviving in A-Level with a girl named Amani, suddenly she is not here with me anymore. Rindu.
I pray that they will successfully pursue their dreams and become prominent persons in society.
As for me, I can't even make any single promise that I will surely pass my A- Level. However, it is my obligation to keep on striving for the best and the result?
Allah will grant things that you need, not what you desire.

To end the story of my third sem, I already sent my university application form, (UCAS). Pray that I can secure a place there and fulfill the entry requirements.




muka berkilat BBQ

Giant Mujahideeen!



the most rare picture of law students.




Tata Sem 3! One more semester to go!
FIGHTING!












Friday, 10 July 2015

Nak Raya weyhhh

Assalamualaikum..
hurmmm..within a few days, Muslim are going to celebrate Eid Mubarak. Currently, I'm writing this in the ktm (heading to Bank Negara to see my siblings somewhere around there).

There's a lil boy with his mom beside me right now. I think the mother is about my mom's age.
 In conjunction of Hari Raya, there's something I would like to share about my childhood experience during Eid.
Back then, Raya was something that I would die for.hahahahahaha..norm of being kids.
Two weeks bfore Raya, usually my mom would have hands full of things to do such as baking kuih raya, jahit langsir n bla3( everything regarding Eid preparation).
During weekend, I would follow my mom to the town to buy stuffs like tepung, butter. We didn't have car*sekarang pun xde.hahaha*... so this is the part where I miss the most -bonceng basikal dgn mak, kaki angkat tinggi2 takut tsekat celah tayar basikal.
That's why, by looking at this young boy, somehow it reminisces my past. While other kids at my age would shop around without having to worry about the weather, it was totally different to me and my mom. We prayed hard it wasn't going to rain. But Allah wanted to draw another precious memory for me, it rained heavily. We had to stay in the shop nearby for hours just to wait for the rain to stop pouring.
Nowadays?
My mom wasn't as fit as years bfore. Thus, my siblings and I would usually cater all the things that my mom used to do bfore.
Rindu.

Speaking of baju raya..hahaha
When I flipped the photos in my family album, I just realised that back then, my baju raya that I would wear on the first day of Eid belongs to my cousin. *cuba suruh aku pakai skrang, mesti BIG NO pnya..muahahaha*
Yet, being kid is so simple. They will wear anything as long as it is called as baju raya. It was more than enough back then. Qanaah.

Pernah jugak laa menyebut, kenapa aku x buleh mcm kekawan yg lain. Kecik lagi kan..x faham.
maaflaa abah, mak. Tikah dlu bengap boleh tahan dewa jgak.hahaha..
Now, I embrace my past life proudly bcoz it wasn't easy to live that kind of life. It taught me to be grateful for what I have now. Alhamdulillah.
May Allah bless us till the next Ramadhan.
ok gaiss..gtg.
*You have arrived at your destination*