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
