Saturday, 12 December 2015

Mencari Hikmah Pun Payah!

Assalamualaykum. hai.. Its me, again. of course, its my blog. 

Some people are blessed with good spouses. Some people are blessed with awesome parents and family. Some people are blessed with flying colours results. Some people are blessed with good looks while others are blessed with good akhlak. 

kawan-kawan, bersyukurlah. Aturan hidup ni Allah susun cantik sangat. Kita usaha saja ke arah kebaikan, sebab takdir yang telah ditentukan itu dirahsiakan. Kurangkan possibility ke arah keburukan, moga Al-Wakil sudi memandang kita yang hina ini ke arah kebaikan.. :) 


sayang semua, jom jadi baik? 

Tadi ada usrahmate tanya "macam mana nak cari hikmah di sebalik sesuatu tu". Aku faham dia maksudkan musibah atau ujian, tapi tidak disebutnya. Atau itu yang kami semua dapat brain that time. Ditanya seorang demi seorang bagaimana cara mereka menguruskan diri apabila konflik melanda. 

Jawabku - ambil masa. Duduk seorang, berjalan seorang, menung sorang-sorang. Semua sorang-sorang sebab bukan ada orang yang faham apa kita rasa at that moment. Lebih teruk lagi bila orang lain tengah happy, kita sorang yang dilanda ribut taufan di tengah lautan tenang. ><

Fikir dalam-dalam. Allah izinkan sesuatu untuk berlaku itu pasti ada ibrah yang dapat kita capai. Kadang kala musibah itu juga nikmat. Rahmat Allah itu luas, jangan kau sangkal guna akal pendek tu. :/

Semua orang ada konflik sendiri, kena tolak, kena marah, kerja tak ke mana, terbengkalai emosi, tergadai masa. arghh.. 
Tapi itu bukan alasan untuk tidak bersyukur atas apa yang terjadi. Aku sentiasa pegang, takdir kita Allah susun untuk kebaikan kita. Boleh jadi apa yang kita tak suka itulah yang terbaik buat kita. Patutnya kita malu bila air mata lebih banyak tumpah kerana manusia berbanding tangisan menangisi dosa-dosa terhadap pencipta.  

Tadi usrah pun pasal tawakkal. Kepasrahan kita dalam menyerahkan segala urusan kepada Allah sebagaimana pasrahnya mayat membiarkan tubuhnya dimandikan. Pasrah dan redha pula dua benda berbeda, manakan sama walau situasi yang memungkinkannya serupa. 


Aku dah moved on. Aku redha. Aku tak pasrah sebab aku masih mampu berusaha, tapi aku pilih untuk redha. 

heh, tu contoh la. tiada kaitan dengan yang hidup mahupun yang telah tiada. 


Friday, 11 December 2015

To Whom It May Concern..


Assalamualaikum, hai :)

I believed that some people might have been touched or even traumatized by my words especially to those who involved in my life, personally. I am very straight forward person, and I usually express what I think or feel. But most of the time I can say that I hold my words back, just letting them to pass by. Unfortunately, I do admit that somehow there are times when I accidentally, unintentionally say things harshly or I made people annoyed or mad because of my expressions. 

Couple of days ago I posted a status on facebook. Some people might take it easy but I know I should also consider some people who might be taken back by my words based on their conditions. They may be in a conflict among themselves or hungry or something that causes them to take my words as deep as the Pacific Ocean. hmm.. 


I'm sorry. ;(

I may have chosen the wrong phrases or what not but believe me I didn't mean to. Niat aku lain, tapi yang tersebut lain pulak. Maka yang difahami juga lain. Jadi, to be fair, biar aku minta maaf. My bad. Sarcasm aku tertinggi masa tu. :/

I noticed that there is a person who quoted me in his comment, I was a bit shocked. Literally. So I think that people out there who read my writing might be influenced by what I'm saying in those texts. It feels good somehow to influence people, but just to let you know that I will be much happier if I gave you a positive influence, maybe a motivation or somewhat inspiration. I get nothing but a burden of regret if my words struck your heart like a blunt sword. It'll hurt, I know. I don't like the same things too hence I am completely understood of how you feel or think.

However, I think I need to put disclaimers. 

  • I can be harmful to a person who thinks I'm a small, tiny-sized girl who doesn't have the criteria of a normal woman, who can't do things on my own and to those who belittle me or underestimate me.   
  • Sometimes I behave like a mirror; you good to me so I'm angel for you. You disrespect me, then I'm a grenade or an ineradicable infection to you. This behavior is reversible once you get to handle me nicely. Easy, kan? 

Lastly, if you want me to be good, please be good to me. You ain't lose anything if you're accepting and understand people well. Me too, will be practicing the same thing. insyaAllah. *senyum* 
No expectation, no disappointment. Do good and good will come to you. 

Toodles! :)   

Thursday, 10 December 2015

Takdak Tajuk?

Attitude over looks.
Dalam Surah Yusuf, Allah ceritakan betapa kacaknya Yusuf AS sehinggakan isteri raja Al-Aziz juga menggodanya. Bila Raja Al-Aziz dapat tahu maka ditanya kepada isterinya tentang hal itu dan isterinya mengatakan yang sebaliknya. Kemudian Yusuf dibawa untuk pengadilan sehingga terpenjara selama beberapa tahun lamanya.
Suatu hari Yusuf AS dapat membuktikan kebenarannya dan dibebaskan. Raja Al-aziz juga menjadikannya sebagai pengurus perbendaharaan hasil negara Mesir. (long story cut short)
Yusuf AS juga bernafsu, tetapi dalam surah Yusuf ada mengatakan bahawa segala nafsu itu mengajak ke arah kejahatan kecuali nafsu yang diberi rahmat oleh Tuhan. Dalam surah tersebut, Yusuf berkata Jika Allah tidak melindunginya daripada nafsu tersebut, maka dia juga boleh tergoda dengan isteri Al-Aziz. To this point, sentiasa berdoa agar kita dilindungi oleh Allah daripada nafsu kita sendiri. 

Okay now, attitudes over look.
Maksud saya, attitude tu jauh lebih penting, jauh lebih mempengaruhi daripada rupa. Dan mudah untuk saya cerita yang dalam hidup ni, be in any kind of relationship, jangan terlalu focus on rupa. Kenapa? 
sebab rupa ni subjektif dan kinda menipu sebab we can change our look kan. dan attitudes are the inner self of a person. Boleh jadi rupa cantik tapi adab masyaAllah teghuknya! Boleh jadi rupa biasa-biasa tapi kesopanan dan kesusilaannya ya Allah...sangat menyenangkan hati. 
Penting untuk senang hati daripada penipuan ilusi. Sebab hati lebih susah nak dijaga berbanding mata walaupun kedua nya sama penting. Dan rupa berubah, atas faktor umur, faktor persekitaran tapi attitudes tidak. Bagaimana dia menjaga dirinya, begitu juga dia menjaga hati orang sekelilingnya takkan berubah walaupun waktu beralih. 

kita sayang orang sekeliling kita, saudara-saudara kita sepertimana kita sayangi diri kita. Itu sebaik-baik ukhwah. sweet Diabetic ukhuwwah. hoho

Suka saya nak tambah, Allah menceritakan sebagaimana kacak dan handsome nya nabi Yusuf dalam surah Yusuf. Sampai wanita-wanita terpotong bahagian tangan sendiri apabila melihat Yusuf. Kita sendiri pun tak boleh bayang macam mana sado atau kacaknya nabi itu. Sudahlah kacak, bijaksana, beriman pulak. kan complete package? hmm. 
Tapi jangan lupa, nabi kita Muhammad Rasulullah jauh lebih kacak tetapi ke"handsome"an nabi kita terlindung dengan akhlak terpuji baginda. Terlalu banyak cerita tentang akhlak Rasulullah sehinggakan tiada ruang nak ceritakan tentang rupa. bukan lah tiada langsung tapi cerita rupa overshadowed by hadith-hadith dan sunnah-sunnah yang subhanallah flawlessa and noble.  
So saya fikir, cukup untuk saya konklusikan yang akhlak, attitudes, manners dan good Muslim-practicing personality itu jauh lebih superior berbanding looks. :) and it applies to both genders, muslim dan muslimah. 
memanglah ada orang akan cakap, ini semua common sense. Tapi, in this era, common senses are not so common dah. And some of it are common to us, but not that common for some people. that's why. 
tu je. heheh thanks. 
p/s: penting jugak faktor attitudes dalam memilih calon. ehem-ehem. Cari yang menyejukkan mata, melapangkan dada dan menyenangkan hati juga yang mahu menjaga ibu anda ya lelaki-lelaki. 
Kalau antunna, cari yang mengizinkan anda menjaga kedua ibu bapa, kandung dan mertua selayaknya anda menjadi suri di hatinya. Aku sendiri pun tak tahu kenapa aku terlebih-lebih malam ni. :/ 

  

Sunday, 6 December 2015

Aku Tau Dah!

Aku tahu dah kenapa aku makin kecil. 
sebab asal orang jumpa aku je depa kata "makin kecik eh kau". tak pun "tak besar2 aku tengok kau ni"
Kau tahu kata-kata tu doa? 

dah, lepas ni kalau jumpa aku make sure cakap "makin sihat dan cantik aku tengok kau dib" 

SEJUK SIKIT HATI 

Friday, 4 December 2015


Forget those hardships and turbulence.
Start pondering your bountiful bless Allah gave since you were born. 
Walahh :)  

Thursday, 3 December 2015

Nak Cerita ke Tak


Assalam and hi ! :))

I have times when I have tons of stories to tell but then I make last minute decision; not to tell anybody.
That time I have a complete blog post, I saved it as a draft; unpublished. 
Sometimes I wrote things fast, to tell, then I pressed backspace too long; it is deleted. 

yeah, things don't come the way we want it to be. 
And we don't usually do what we think we gonna do. We make mistakes, we change mind again and again and mostly what we do is we told ourselves not to think about something yet that thing will always running in our head.

They said we didn't move on, I said yes though we can pretend it as a no. 

Life's hard yes it is. For you who haven't experience any depression before, let me tell you this:

1. A depressed person will smile even at smallest things. because they're trying to fight with sad emotions. They know they should laugh at least once a day for survival. That's why.
2. You may see them as happy as they are physically, but the truth is only the wet pillow can tell it all. 
3. They cried a lot when they are alone. Never leave them alone, tears surely gonna roll down their cheeks. They always need somebody inert to talk to. Somebody who's not judgmental. Somebody who can hear them, understand 'em and console 'em till they're normal.

I've experience depression. and it does not consist only sadness. There are much more incomplete, unfinished feelings and somewhat deteriorating. 


dah lah. I'll be okay. I'm getting my appetite back, I laughed more now and I have reasons to go on rather than to cry for what people did to me. Kemon lah, the best way nak balas pengkhianatan manusia adalah dengan cara ignore. They lost our attention. haha 


ATTENTION WAIVED. bye. xoxo 

Sunday, 22 November 2015

You are not alone.


Hello. Its me. :)

You know, a person who is considered very strong is not a person with many bulging muscles. The strong ones are the ones who are strong enough to forgive and forget. Can you do that?

Especially when you're hurt so much like you feel you're physically dying and emotionally collapsing? 
When the people blame you for the thing you yourself have no idea about it?
When people won't accept you the way you do just because they think that you are insufficient of some values they're expecting from you?
or when you have nothing but yourself and people expect you to give your all? 

People are much more like satan when they forget they are supposed to be a human. A human specifically a muslim has two roles in life; a slave, and a khalifah. 
A human should possess humanity. A human should behave like human, understand other human. If you want perfection, then show me your perfection first. 

You know you can't bear so much more when you're hurt like hell. You can explode but if you choose to explode, you'll hurt everybody around you. So you chose to keep it to yourself and suffer alone. 

Allah is near, indeed He is very near. Where? He's in your heart if you let Him. He's in your mind if you're thinking of Him. 
You feel like He's far? It is you who is further from Him. 

Ala bizikrillahi tatma'innal qulub~ 
Maka berzikirlah, berzikirlah.  

Friday, 13 November 2015

If You Know Me


If you see me singing,
it means I'm either happy or sad.

If you see me laughing, 
it doesn't mean I'm that happy. 

If you see me smiling at smallest things,
it means I really mean it. 

If you see my sujood is longer than before,
it means my emotions are collapsing.

If you see I shut my eyes during my prayer,
I was actually holding my tears back.

Loving all is not an option, it's called as mercy. ♥
And revenge means nothing but a portrayal of an ugly personality.
If you really know me, then you would know which 1 is chosen by me. 

Tuesday, 27 October 2015

Confession - Resolution - Reflection ☕


Salam 'Alayk and hi.

Well. How's life? :)


I'm home since 3 days ago and I am currently sipping the fresh and hot caffeine-contained drink and trying to write about something.


-start-

I used to think before I sleep. I have some thoughts about what I should do instead of what I've done during the day especially when I realized that I've done sth wrongly. Err I might say No it's not wrong but maybe it's a bit not-at-the-right-time for that. Oops, wrong timing. 
-yeah, that is an ego in me speaking-

Who the hell out there has no ego? 
MasyaAllah I would answer my beloved Rasulullah didn't have any of that vices. 
Now we, human would always be overwhelmed by our own self-destructible characteristic. The meaning of self-destructible or apoptotic (technically biologically termed word) is for the soul. You destruct your own soul, by your everyday activities unknowingly that some of that could make your heart dirtier and dirtier day by day. 

How? 

1. Buat apa-apa tak berniat ikhlas. hasil? Penat semata.
2. Menyumpah, complains. Sungguh la,lidah tak bertulang. Orang saja yang salah? 
3. Harapan palsu. Kerjanya culas, harapannya tinggi. Tak guna betul. Amalnya mana? 

If and only if we can see our soul thru any means, perghh surely we all gonna behave like the best human race ever. 

Imagine if we can see it, and the soul reflect our own true value (based on what we feed the soul- good or bad) then the bad, destructed soul would be so ugly, stinks and blackish. 
What if we feed our soul with good virtues?
It can be pure, noble and somewhat beautiful. It can be. It can be. 

-stop-

one thing I am very sure about myself lately is that "I have hasad to many people I encountered. Ini tak kena itu tak kena. What's good happen to them is so wrong to me. Seriously I was like ''woi kau dah kenapa dib nak dengki dengan orang je kerja?". I know shytonns are laughing seeing me like that, feeling that they're winning. 
I felt bad since weeks ago and I tried to not to have even a single dot of hasad by trying to imagine my soul just like what I've been nagging in previous paragraph. I don't wanna have an ugly soul. Nauzubillah :( ." I try, we try. Okay? Okayy ;)

Secondly, I complain so fast. It was like one thing gone wrong somewhere and ppffttt pffttt it goes, my bad, bad words coming out thru my mouth. This little tongue must be trained so hard since then. But I've been through a lot. This is only the residues from the past which means I'm a lot more nastier long before you know me now. I bet you wouldn't want to be with me if I didn't take the chance to change. Hmm hmm.. 


And what separates us from success is the feeling to quit. 

I don't quit though I have many reasons to. I chose not to quit. I'm staying strong, I walk with my head up leaving all those past and let bygone be bygone. I went to seek for my new self. My new personality, my beautiful, pure and sacred soul that I neglected at the very early moment. 

Okay last-last, have you ever heard about the story of the battle between two wolves? If you haven't then you can search for it in any search engine. I can only provide you the moral value, haha sorry. ;)



"one wolf is fed with anger, hatred, injustice, and violence"
"the other one is fed with kindness, love, care and hope"
*battle starts*
"which wolf is winning?"
"the wolf you feed." 

p/s: we are not a werewolf like Jacob Black so you can relate the wolf with our soul. heheh. 



Friday, 16 October 2015

Love Letters


When I stress I eat and I sleep.
I cried in my sleep and wake up with a bloated face. 
I spend more time singing sad love songs and long pray.
I keep myself a distance from other people. 
I talk to myself as if I need an expert advice. But the only remedy I got is from an instant reflection of what I've done wrong. 

I talk to my mum as if I do not have any other problems. But beyond that, I don't wanna make her overthink of me. I know how overthinking can push away happiness. 
I fake a smile to almost every person i encounter. But when the stress struck me hard, I couldn't even make an effort of straining any facial muscle to create a smile. 

and I got headache. the extreme one. I couldn't stand well, it hurts or in other words, it kills me.
Some people might think that is normal, but you can never expect they're fighting the same battle as you are. 
Their battle may be tougher. 

I could've been imagine how I may behave if I let the old me get inside. You may hate me even more. 
Time passes, people changes. So do I. I'm a human. I made mistakes and I learn. If I'm too arrogant to learn from a mistake, I'll rather be a fool. I don't wanna be an idiot. 

I often receive bad and worse first impression. 
There was one time during my first year, my batch organized a program among sisters. We called it as "Love Letters".
We wrote short notes, describing people how they are; honestly judging and secretly hating or admiring.  
Frankly, we weren't so together like together-together back then. I got nearly half of 88 letters saying that I'm snobbish, I'm not friendly, I keep staring and most of it is I am so much the type that is so difficult-to-smile person. 
Reading those letters made me so outrage so I posted a status on FB. I am a mad girl, indeed.
After all, I did reflect myself. I shouldn't be mad, I am the one who should change. I am the one who should make a step to improve. I should try to make people like me. 

Then now we're in 3rd year. I talk to everybody in the class (sisters only). I crack jokes with every classmate I'm comfortable with. I eat with different different people. I change positions in class everyday. I meet and greet anyone I know just to make them feel that I am an easy going and approachable person. I smile to them and describe me as honest as I can so that they can handle me when I am not me in certain phase once in a month. 
[if you can't figure that out - its during my progesterone phase; when I eat like a bear and I can bite people when they push the wrong button on me]

jokes, :)

but yeah its damn true. They can figure that out and handle me nicely. Because sisters understand sisters very well. We have the same imbalance in hormone phase, remember? 

So yeah, it takes time to really really know people. 
I won't take any advantages to whom I know. I am just being the incredible me.

You can find a cooler type of person, but you can never replace the warmth I gave you. 
So chill, hehe
dibsy Tralala. 

Monday, 12 October 2015

Pathetically Pathetic


I'm being so pathetic nowadays even though no one can see how pathetic I was.
I can't even catch a breath during last week's five days of life in this current semester. It's hectic, packed and I struggle so hard to adapt myself.
I lost my self esteem, I'm sick of my own time management and I hate seeing myself saying out excuses by excuses on my own work. In mind it feels like I'm putting myself on a stake, or trying to jump off from a high cliff or what not.

People don't see what I see. They don't feel what I feel. No one knows what others are feeling or experiencing at the same time they're having the time of their life. It can be irony and rarely to be the same.

However, there can never be hardship without ease. There can never be sorrow without happiness. 
There can never be human race continuity without us, eh? >.<

Believe, that everything has an end. And the hardship will be paid off at the very end. 
Good things are worth waiting. 

And waiting for it, is necessarily tough. Nothing jatuh tergolek bergolek-golek berkuak lentang without difficulties. 

BEHOLD gaiss!      

Thursday, 1 October 2015

Usrah; The Second.


Usrah kali ni lebih santai. Lebih #deep.
Usrah dimulakan dengan ucapan emcee which is Jea (read: J). Simple fatihah kemudian pass pada Mijj untuk short tazkirah. 

Tazkirah ni pada sesetengah orang benda yang annoying. Tapi pada sesetengah orang yang mencari tujuan hidup, it is something. Kita mungkin fikir "alahh, common sense." But believe it or not, yang common sense itulah yang kadang-kadang human susah nak buat. Maybe ada yang fikir "bajet baikk je nak ingatkan orang. diri sendiri tu?" Oh well, kau nak menyetan sampai bila agak-agak kan?

The principle of YOLO; You Only Live Once membawa banyak makna. It depends on how you mean it. It depends on how you bring things in your life. Misalnya sukakan dunia, kita isi dunia dalam hati kita dengan macam-macam hal dunia. Ada juga yang beringat, lalu diisikan akhirat dalam hatinya. Tapi most people, most Muslim akan mix. Ada sedikit dunia & kejahilan, ada juga sedikit iman & amal dalam rongga hati. 

DALAM HATI CUMA ADA SATU RONGGA. DAN RONGGA ITU HANYA BOLEH DIISI DENGAN SATU-SATU JENIS PERKARA. 
-maka pilih, kejahilan atau kesyumulan Islam-

Kemudian tadabbur sedikit Surah Az-Zumar ayat 68 hingga akhir. 
Allah cerita macam mana keadaan orang kafir menerima balasannya, diiring ke neraka dalam rombongannya. Begitu juga orang yang menerima buku amalan dengan tangan kanannya yakni orang yang beramal soleh. Mereka juga diiring dalam rombongan untuk ke syurga di mana pintu-pintu syurga terbuka luas, ditambah penjaga-penjaga pintu syurga menyambut dengan perkatan salam. 

Seronok dan takut. Mana satu pengakhiran kita, kan? 
Seriously, ini lebih takut daripada fikir "siapa sebenarnya jodoh aku?" . pfft!

Jadi aku ambil sedikit masa yang sepatutnya aku pergi mandi freshen up myself then buat nota, lepas tu prepare untuk esok mungkin tu untuk aku catatkan kat sini sebelum input usrah tadi disimpan tak direview dalam Buku Usrah. haaa dah advance, dulu sekolah menengah ada Buku Tazkirah je kan nak catat masa Kultim (Kuliah Tiga Minit) ke ape ke kan... ecehh. ^^

In essence, muhasabah balik diri kita. Bila nikmat umur panjang ni Allah bagi dengan pelbagai lagi rahmah kan, even bila ada masalah pun ada je penyelesaian kan. Mudah betul hidup kalau nak difikirkan tapi berapa minit je yang kita spend untuk berterima kasih pada Allah yang memberi tanpa putus? 

To me, bila kita dah buat something for people, I always seek for at least a "Thank You" from the mouth of people I help. Human kan, always need gratitude. And if orang tu berat sangat nak berterima kasih, aku akan rasa macam "tak menghargai betul. blah lah kau" kan. 

Tu human tau, which mean aku la tu. Then cuba relate, Allah dah tolong macam2 sejak dari dalam rahim, takkan lah setengah jam je sehari kita spend dgn Allah. Itu pun, betul ke solid setengah jam dengan Allah? ><

So lepas ni, reflect. Perbaharui dirimu. :)

Tuesday, 29 September 2015

INTENTION ☕

Orang tulis blog untuk promosi, iklan, cerita kisah hidup, untuk perkenalkan itu ini, bagi tips, life hacks, review dan macam-macam lagi. 

Tapi sesetengah orang yang ada kenginan nak menulis, tapi tak punya waktu yang mengizinkan. Jadi wujudlah Twitter. It is a microblog. Tapi budak zaman sekarang guna Twitter macam instant messaging. Sesetengahnya lah, tak semua. :)

Aku tiada Twitter. Kenapa?
Cukup kot Facebook dan Instagram yang meragut banyak masa untuk dunia. Tak perlu kot tambah dengan Twitter pulak. :)

Ya, kadang-kadang aku tradisional. Tengok bahasa pun kadang-kadang aku seperti di era lain.

Dan  untuk blog, niat pada mulanya untuk mencari inspirasi dan memberi inspirasi. Tapi kupunya kekangan masa. Aku kini di Tahun Tiga, tahun klinikal. (aku rasa macam kat Indon dohh)
Research sahaja dah dua. Quiz lagi. Assignments lagi. 

Senior cakap 3rd year ni macam transition state daripada liquid yang lembik-lembik flowy gitu (more on fluid I guess sebab ada lagi sisa2 pepejal malas masa 1st year yang noob gila dulu) ke gas state. 

GAS. 
Everything you have to think on your own, no more dependency, no more spoon feeding. Stand on your own two feet. And GAS, the state that matters are mobile all the time, full of energy, colliding each others. That's us, and would be us till we graduate. or maybe till we die. hoho

centu lah 3rd year. Aku dah rasa, walaupun baru 4 minggu jadi senior 3rd year. Gahh!

Whatever it is, bergantunglah pada tali agama Allah. (dah kenapa tiba2 kan)
Tapi tanpa kekuatan dari Allah, mana mungkin kita dapat harungi apa yang dah kita harungi ni kan. Tanpa pertolongan Allah mana mungkin kita sampai ke tahap yang lebih tinggi kan. Tanpa belas kasihan Allah mana mungkin kita mampu hadapi kegagalan demi kegagalan kan. 

Kita dah banyak complain, kita dah banyak berputus asa. Cukuplah tu, hidup kan sementara. ;) 
Work harder, umpama esok sudah masa kita. 

p/s: if I got some extra time, I'll be back. with more stories. hopefully it's gonna inspire all of us. *pray hard*

Sunday, 20 September 2015

Aku nak cerita..

Sebolehnya aku nak cerita banyak benda.
tapi aku tak cukup masa.
Bukan lah 24 jam tu tak cukup walhal setiap manusia is granted with 24 hours each day kan.
Tapi, ada priority yang lebih prior daripada apa yang aku fikir prior. faham tak? haha :D

Wednesday, 19 August 2015

List to-do sebelum balik!


Salam 'alayk. Hey! :)

Allah..... Mengada sungguh kan. Cuti dah nak habis baru tergedik-gedik datang idea nak buat macam-macam. 
Tu belum lagi yang mama request untuk buat before heading back to Kuantan. Sebelum pergi De Rhu Resort untuk induction, sebelum mula bekerja untuk sambut new intake budak-budak degree, sebelum itu ini. wuwuwu.. 

OH MY GODDD.. *breathe heavily*

Whether sempat atau tidak, whether ada rezeki buat atau idak, sini. Buat check list. Hoh!

1. Tart nenas sebalang dua. Satu adunan. 


2. Coconut jelly. 

Malangnya I have to do it before my lil munchkins balik rumah for balik bermalam. I mean the two of 'em. The second and third younger sisters. One from Melaka, another one from SMKA. Kesian aku, ye aku tauuu.. 

3. Nombor rumah. Oh mai, mama sure gelakkan aku. Masa dah suntuk baru terhegeh-hegeh. Takpe, raya haji nanti insyaAllah balik. Sleeves up babes, jom bertukang! 


4. Bake a cake. One of my sister request for it. Hmm Hmmm.... We'll see. A simple butter cake won't be too fussy. kot. 


Well, empat-je-pun. Selamat memanfaatkan cuti yang berbaki ini kepada keluarga terchinta. 

Regards,
Kakak yang baik. eheh 

Wednesday, 12 August 2015

Battle Ground.


Aku meniti usia yang semakin dewasa.
Pemikiranku berubah mengikut corak arus semasa.
Dulu aku mengada, tak serupa perempuan syurga.
Banyaknya dosa, pahalanya tiada jika aku kira.
Sungguh. Bukan aku pinta, tetapi Allah menetapkan segalanya.
Allah izin aku begitu, untuk aku menjadi manusia di lain masa.

Manusia lainnya mungkin menyangka aku sempurna serba semua.
Kecacatanku entah siapa mahu bertanya.
Bukan aku mahu menceritakan serba satunya.
Cukuplah kau tahu, aku cuma manusia biasa.
Imanku naik turun mengalahkan roller coaster lajunya.
Sekejap terasa iman di dada namun sekelip mata sahaja menjunam mencium tanah.

Bila terasa diri bercahaya, lantas riak, ujub, memenuhi muka.
Bagai dunia itu hanya aku yang baik sahaja.
Aku tak begitu, aku tak mungkin berbuat sedemikian rupa.
Tapi aku lupa, yang Allah mengawal kita.
Kerana pulut santan binasa, kerana mulut badan binasa.

Tajamnya lidah, tiada bertulang.
Buruknya lisan tanpa ilmu, amalan, ihsan yang bertunjang.
Oh bukan cuma lisan, tapi juga perbuatan.
Lupakah aku yang aku cuma insan?
Yang nyawanya mampu tercabut tanpa sebarang amaran.

Benarlah iman cuma senipis kulit bawang.
Benarlah iman bisa menaik bisa mengurang.
Di battle ground ini aku seorang.
Berpasak tiada, panji-panji pun hilang.

Di tikar sembahyang aku bagaikan hilang.
Hilang dalam menungku yang panjang.
Sempatkan aku untuk menyesal, sempatkan aku untuk kembali.
sebelum aku benar-benar pergi.

Jauh dalam hati, aku mahu menjadi srikandi.
Jauh di sudut qalbu, aku mahu syahid kerana agamaMu.
Jauh terselam terikat tenggelam, aku mahu lari dari masa silamku.

Dalam battle ground ini aku mempertahankan diri,
yang kadangnya rebah tak henti-henti.

I'm done. :'(

I have my own battle in my head where no one knows. No one ever know. I won couple of times, I manage to take it over, now it is weaker, pray so that I can defeat it. Forever. 

Monday, 10 August 2015

Story behind it.


Assalamu'alaykum. hoihoi. :)

How's life? Alhamdulillah, never better. 

Cuti dah nak habis, another 2 weeks to go approximately.. wuwuwu
After induction, start Taaruf program. After Taaruf, life's getting back to normal as a third year student. 

I've never imagine to enrolled myself into pharmacy school. Since I was a child, maybe 6 to 7 years old I wanted to be a doctor. I love going to hospital. I like the smell of clinic, hospital and even dental clinic though I hate going there for a check up. However, I never think or having a thought or a daydream or maybe a vision of me becoming a dentist. Maybe sebab dentist is not a quite popular ambition among children back then. Yelah, dah nama pun budak. Apa yang kawan dia nak, dia pun nak. Ingat tak borang profil murid yang catat all kita punya details macam berat, tinggi, cita-cita sepanjang kita sekolah rendah dulu? Yang every year of school guru kelas akan interview kita nak jadi apa. 
Haish polis, bomba, doktor, pensyarah, jurutera, jururawat ialah pekerjaan yang femes la dalam kalangan budak-budak. Mana ada dengar kawan-kawan nak jadi expert in actuarial science ke, perdana menteri ke, ahli politik ke, neurosurgeon or cardiologist ke. mana ada! 

Then when I was in high school, I don't know what I wanna be in future. I think I was busy thinking how to ace the exam more than having passion towards achieving ambition. Exam Oriented. 
But deep inside, I still think that "Okay, the pathway after SPM is to get myself into a medical school, do my best and work on what you love. Now, just rebus the notes and drink it. pfft." 

Habis SPM, melompat-lompat habis sekolah. Oh, belum habis paper lagi dah panjat tangki sekolah. Tangki belakang rumah bonda, pengetua. Pagi-pagi lagi mandi pun belum, sarung sweater "WE class of 2011", sneaked into the area. Panjat pagar, naik tangga, sampai atas tangki.. perempuan apa ni! haha 
The climb was hard, gayat. But the breath taking view can only be treasured when you reach the top compared to cherished it halfway.

I took my driving lesson in Melaka. I stayed with my aunt's family and my uncle is a radiologist. 3 months I've been there. They took me wherever they went. Dinner, wedding, short meeting.. So I met some doctors, pharmacist, surgeon and other experts in medical field.   
This time, I know what I wanted to be. 

If people asked me why during that time, I would answer like this. 
Medicine took me 5 years of study, short of holidays, sleepless night, busy day. On call post call. More than 24 hours of work with fully-working standby mode in case of emergency. High risk, high insurance. Bla, bla, bla..

Ok itu masa otak belum cukup mature. Now I know it. Semua yang kerja akan busy, semua yang kerja akan menanggung risiko, semua yang kerja akan dipersoalkan amanahnya, semua yang kerja akan sama melainkan mereka yang berniat bahawa kerjayanya adalah satu ibadah.
woo what a neutral stand. hiks :')

Now that I'm in a pharmacy school, and pharmacist in hospital pun ada "on call" especially masa PRP yang seniors cakap takdak life tu; I undestood how life's gonna be. Dan apa yang penting?

Redho, move on and ace it. 

Before you think of giving up, remember why you started. 

Regards,
3rd Year Rx12. 




  

Wednesday, 5 August 2015

I just nagged.


Assalamu'alaykum :)

Hey. (lambai-lambai)..

Kau tahu, aku bukannya dari dulu mahu cerita apa yang berlaku. Dari kecik dulu, I felt like i'm living under a crystal globe that only involve me and my family and friends. No interruption from the internet, no cellphones, not even a radio.

My dad used to ask us with questions in the car when we were heading off somewhere or when he reached home from work. Soalan macam "Aimi, apa perkara baik yang Aimi dah buat hari ni?". Then to my sister, "Adik, hari ni adik dah buat apa untuk mama ayah?"
Yeah, cuma kami berdua masa itu. Kakak, adik. Yang lain masih di alam lain :). So when we're asked with Dad's questions, it took a while to figure out what have you done thru out the day. It was harder to think whether the actions done were good or bad or could've been worse. We were 4-8 years old children back then. dasyat punya question. Adik aku tu pun macam ter'mumaiyiz' lebih cepat dari budak lain. haha
And the questions were asked like 5-6 times a week. It made us to think before doing anything.
Yes, as a child, we do made tons of silly mistakes.

Nowadays, we are growing even more. Since we have newer siblings, the way of Dad-daughters approaches differ than previous. The older pairs of sisters need to look after the younger pairs. Parents were getting older and wiser. Ayah no longer asked us like that. The older pairs which is the 1st and 2nd born went to boarding school, leaving the younger siblings. When the last one was born, we finally having a brother. My parents approaches to son are definitely different from to daughters. Men are from Mars, women are from Venus, remember?

Technology were invading the world, leading to vast globalization.

It is good. Somewhat it brings benefits and ease. However, everything that comes from man will always have the ugly side instead of the beauty. Macam sekarang, kids are more concerning about their social media rather than to talk with family members. Sigh*

I'm assuming them as kids because a real mature adult do not neglect the others' rights

They feel that they should get up to date to every trend set by whoever in this world are. Dubsmash, sampai yang lelaki pakai macam perempuan, yang perempuan tergedik-gedik. I don't mind if you're doing it moderately, tak perlu kot semata-mata it's trending, kau bermati-matian nak ikut. Like if tak buat even one Dubsmash, you are lame. Sini nak cakap, NO ONE with normal functioning brain and having emotional intelligence will judge you like that. To those yang suka judge people "lame" or "out of date" because they're not following the trend, I think that you might have a slight wayar putus in your head. Get over yourself. :)

If technology can develop real quick, why not you?
Jangan jadi hamba kepada media sosial.

Monday, 3 August 2015

Little and Travelling. Alone.


Assalamu'alaykum fellas. :0 

I used to travel across counties all by myself. It was since years ago when I was being apart from home to study in PJ. 
Actually I started to make an independent move (but not so independent cause I got company) in travel when I have to enrolled in a boarding school located more than a hundred and fifty kilometers from my hometown. I took the fast train from KL Sentral originally - boarding at Rawang station to Batu Gajah station. For nearly 2 years. Form 4 and Form 5. 

So when I got myself registered for foundation studies in PJ, I make myself a lot more independent than before. The route to go back home, what bus should I catch to go to KL Sentral or Midvalley, what train should I board from where-to-where, how much money should I spare (not in wallet but inside jeans pocket), how many bags do I need, what to wear, what to bring, what to expect and also what to gamble. hiks. 

too much to figure out I guess. 

Now that I'm in Pahang, even tho Pahang is right beside Perak in the map, Subhanallah the journey to Pahang takes almost 8 to 9 hours by bus! 
Syukur that I always take the night journey, so that most of the time I'll be soundly sleeping. 
And how I wish Pahang has a train. If it's not a fast bullet train like those in Japan or Korea, a moderate speed train also can lah. because bus is too slow. 




So I made a list on what I should or shouldn't when I travel. 

1. What to wear?
Pants. a comfortable one. Any kind of tops that cover up and suit the climate - not to cool you more in a cold temperature and not to warm you up in a hot sweaty environment. Avoid skirts or jubah or baju kurung. If anything happen (nauzubillah), how do you gonna run? or maybe kick some ass? 
And plus, wear a comfortable shoes. I like pumps or sneakers. Please don't wear those wedges or platforms or your stilettos while travelling. Style hurts. 

2. What to bring?
I like the idea of "Travelling like a Backpackers". Few stuffs and go. 
I put my handbag inside my luggage if I have to travel more than 3 days, if not, a backpack and a luggage are more than enough. The rule is NO MORE THAN 2 BAGS AT HAND. Don't show off your gorgeous HB to potentially harmful people you never know who.

3. What to expect?
A delay. An accident. A forgetful/careless moment. Somebody's mistake and you're the one to suffer the rest. Don't panic, your brain needs you. Breathe, and THINK!

4. Money and precious. 
Spare yourself with no more than MYR150. A note of RM50 in wallet like usual, a folded one and another folded note in your pocket. 
I always put my cellphone in my front pocket (make sure the pocket has no holes, deep enough and always always always double check). 
Travelling with so much money brings so much burden to the mind and soul. Risau sana sini. Let the risk go. 

5. Strangers. 
Be kind to others but be aware, be alert, don't trust anyone. Travelling alone is dangerous, even a hadith said that. But if you got no other choice but to travel alone, remember not to travel in ease. Expect the worse. Remind yourself to recite Ayatul Kursiyy along the journey. 

6. To gamble. 
Buying ticket on the spot is one of a gamble. Kalau takde tiket, mau nye nangis kat situ xdapat balik. Gila. Aku pernah kot. I told my mum I couldn't make my way home on first Ramadhan (ni tahun 2012). At 3 in the morning my mum called me and said "Ayah on the way. Tau lah ayah kamu, bukan boleh dengar anak dara dia riau. Get ready, nanti ayah sampai." 
*riau = teriyak = nangis = cry 

Whatever it is, be prepared. Don't gamble if you're a girl. Not safe at all. Especially if you're a Daddy's girl. 

So basically these are what usually hanging in my mind when I have to travel alone. till then, ilal liqa'. 

Tuesday, 28 July 2015

In Case You're Wondering Why...


Assalamu'alaykum my dearest fellas 💕

Hi :)

Bahasa Melayu lah ya, senang. hohoho
Alhamdulillah, being selected as a Taaruf Committee again untuk intake 2015/16. *wuwuwu suka suka*
Last time, I'm in Catering unit. This coming event, I'll be in Registration unit. Dua unit yang berbeza I tell ya. 

CATERING
Induction & Prep - kami berkenalan. There're 10 of us and most of us are second year. I said most. Ya Allah, semua baik-baik sangat. uuuu  (May Allah bless y'all).  



The theme for last intake's taaruf program was from our unit! Alaa yang "The Glory of Islam starts with you" tu. Hmm macam tu lah time induction. Get to know people, reset mindset untuk start working, team building, then by evening of 2nd day, dah start get into business. 

Buat apa je? Banyak weyh sebenarnya. 
Meeting, meeting and meeting. Kami diberi handout menus, tentatif program untuk prepare mana untuk dinner, mana lunch and all. Then kami bahagi tugas. Siapa handle VIP, siapa handle mineral water, siapa handle pantry, handle makanan committee, makanan students and etc. 

Taaruf - VVIPs and VIPs' refreshments, students and committees' full course meal  three times a day, mineral water for students and at the rostrum, together with other types of job yang bukan in Catering pun. Like bila habis kerja Catering, we have to help the other units macam SPETA or PrepTech for instance.  

Masa intake 2014/15  which is my friends' intake, (ya, I'm a year advance because my foundation was only a year and theirs was two years). Juniors are sebaya, tapi ramai je yang panggil "kak". Tapi sebab tak larat nak cakap "weyy aku sebaya korang jee" and a lot more work to do, aku sahutkan aje. haha

Ok here's a confession to make. Kawan-kawan aku semua tahu masa foundation dulu aku jenis yang susah nak take part dalam activity society. Medcy pun sekadar nama je. Sumbangan apatah lagi participation pun aku tak pernah apart from main badminton dalam MEST [Medcy Sports Tournament]. itu pun masa final semester. One year packed gilos! Ok gebang. haha.. Aku try sign up untuk Taaruf committee for that intake pun sebab nak jumpa kawan-kawan aku. Bukan sebab nak menyumbang sangat pun. Huhu.. Tapi bila aku kenal, aku buat kerja dengan all the committee, I was like "wow, tahun depan boleh try lagi." Tolonglah, aku rasa bukan aku je yang macam 'attached to' if the other word to use is 'addicted to' for being the committee. Believe me, ramai yang dah jadi komiti akan reapply again next year. Ramai, tapi bukan semua. Bukan sebab event ni level universiti, tapi sebab pengalaman yang sumpah best. Sumpah best. And bila aku voice out yang aku nak jadi lagi untuk next intake, my roommate who knows me quite well since foundation cakap "setahu orang, Adib ni bukan jenis yang nak participate in many things, tapi kenapa untuk Taaruf ..? " 
IDK the answer haha, aku cuma boleh rasa. Dan rasa tu satisfying. 

gitulah ceritanya. 

REGIST (registration)
Induction & Prep - okay ni based on my observation. 
Regist ialah unit yang agak "paling busy" masa induction and prep time. But no worries, habis registration on first day which is the registration day, kerja budak-budak Regist habis dulu. Khalas! 

Liaise dengan mahallah authorities - untuk student placement. Liaise dengan OCD, OSC, finance - untuk macam-macam. Liaise dengan itu ini untuk itu ini. Prepare borang-borang, susun perjalanan ribuan new intake to make the process smooth. Last time, the head of this unit sangat tegas. Aku tengok seorang yang tegas la bro tu. Professionally working. Not only him, but all of them. Yelah, kita perlu kepala yang mantap. And Regist unit has too many important stuffs to play with. Not an easy work la I may say.  

Ohkayyy I need to ask Kak Hajra for more. :) 

Taaruf - First day of Taaruf. semua committee akan insomnia malam sebelum ni. Final touch on this, the last masterpiece on that and what not. Regist akan simulate the registration day, nights before the actual day. Biasanya SPETA akan ada satu part of the big hall yang bila students finished register, they have to take the umbrella, bag and Taaruf kit prepared by SPETA unit. Tak tidur malam diorang masa Prep. 

Habis registration, I believe kerja pun habis. Then tolong unit lain macam Catering and PrepTech. Maybe ada yang tanya "apa yang best nya?" .
Oh please, serving nearly thousand of people including the parents and helping other staffs in a big big event like this adalah sangat-sangat best to me. 
dan aku korbankan cuti berbaki dua minggu plus minus just for this. Ini kalilah~  

Kalau rajin, aku cerita lagi. kalau rajin. heh. :P

find me. hiks. 

even ada lagi sebulan, even komiti pun masih bercuti huhahuha. 
SELAMAT MENDAFTAR, JUNIORS. hehehe

toodles! 

Wednesday, 15 July 2015

Part Of My Eid '15


Assalamu'alaykum people of the world ♥

Eid is less than two days from now. Roads and high ways are filled with cars and other means of vehicle. Peoples are hoping to be safely arrived to their hometown from the city. 
Raya prep is getting to the max. Raya songs berkumandang di corong-corong radio. :P

I'm sitting at the front hall of my house, tryna write something that can boost my writing pattern and ways of arranging my thoughts into words. I'm done with my prayer and now wearing face mask while writing a nonsense post using my laptop on my lap. face mask? 
Konon raya nak muka flawless tanpa sebutir jerawat, ceh! (dream on,kan?) 

This time, raya will be celebrated with my dad's part of family. Last time, the eid was celebrated in my house where all my mum's siblings and relatives gathered here - penuh rumah aku. Well, the more the merrier, kan kan? *suka*

Lagi satu, raya kali ni lebih produktif la aku boleh kata. We made 4 types of raya cookies - Cornflakes cookies, Suji Rainbow cookies, Melting Moment / Swiss Tart and Pineapple tart. huha! 
My sister's not at home during most of Ramadhan last year, so the only 'sumber tenaga' left were my mum and me. We only managed to make Cornflakes and Tart Nenas only - yang lain kuih tunjuk. haha
This year, my so-called adik is here, helping me to make mum's raya cookies production more than the previous years as a dream come true. Alhamdulillah, we made it ! (gedik-gedik suka hati aku lah)
Sebelum dia enrolled in A-level lah masa untuk mengerah tenaga dia~

So here they are... kuih raya rumah ceq


Swiss Tart :)

Suji Rainbow Cookies :)

Will share the recipes later, :) 

Regards,
Bibik Feveret. 

Sunday, 5 July 2015

SEVEN REMINDERS from a sinner.


Assalam 'alaykum. 

Monday - Ramadhan 19

This holy month of Ramadhan has come to more than its half. Tomorrow we'll start counting the blessing of the last ten nights of Ramadhan, attempting to obtain the night that is better than a thousand months. 

Alhamdulillah, I've been blessed with the chances to perform in the last eleven-ten days of this holy months and I'm really really really grateful. Cause usually I can't. hoho 
Keep praying so that we can perform really well, in the pink of health and strive in Ramadhan to make it our turning point - to be a better practicing Muslim onward.

Seven simple yet not so easy to do/not to do during Ramadhan:

1. Do not backbite people - especially when you're online. Be it Instagram or Facebook. Backbite people won't make you better than them anyway. If you like 'em, double tap. If you don't, scroll faster. Don't be such a hater.

2. Try to talk less - the more you talk, the more nonsense it can be. So shut the mouth. There's reason why your ears are two and your mouth is one.

3. Lower the gaze - If you're a man, this practice should be implemented asap. Because guys can see what girls don't if you know what I mean. *smirk* . Then if you're woman, lower the gaze can help the mouth to not to talk bad about someone you're looking at. Dosa perempuan banyak berasal dari lisannya. 

Let me give you a situation. 
You're wandering at a bazaar, looking for your craved food since sahoor. Ceh! Letting your eyes went wild, with women dressed like it's not Ramadhan or guys wearing shorts shorter than it should be or someone doing something you don't really understand what the geez of the actions and so on. You'll start to think dirty -  you'll start to feel annoyed - you'll be distracted from your Ramadhan goals!
Hence, lower the gaze then the mouth will behave.

4. Make the most of it - Ramadhan comes only once a year, bro. This year's could be your last Ramadhan. And its thirty days fly way too fast! Pahala pun berlipat ganda kan. Moga Allah izin :)

5. Turn yourself into a better version of you - Some Muslim do change their way of presentations during Ramadhan to respect the holy month. Some stay the way they are. It depends on individuals to make the change permanent or temporary - but the efforts of making the change is what matters. At least they tried, have you? 

6. Be friend with Quran -  Quran is a book/mushaf consisted of science and signs. There're history, legislation, cures, tranquilizers, ideas of knowledge and signals. There are two sources in Islam that if you hold on them as long as you live, you won't be astray; Al-Quran and As-Sunnah. This sentence may be cliche' for some people, but it is a guarantee made by Allah. 

7. Do not wait, do not hesitate, do not be afraid - of giving advice, of speaking good language, of reminding others. The words you said may be your witness of your action. 
Belum cukup baik~ Nak tunggu bila ya baru baik?
Yang cakap pun 2X5~ At least aku tak tunggu sampai 2X10 macam kau baru nak beringat-ingat.
Kubur masing-masing~ sebab kubur asing lah kita saling mengingati. dekat mahsyar nanti jumpa balik, jangan nak tarik-tarik ya? 

Little by little, change. 
Dramatically, its dangerous. abrupt withdrawal may occur. 
Sikit-sikit tapi tidak terlalu sedikit, ubah bearing, tukar orienteering, looking for better direction. 

regards, 
Akhawat sinner. 


Sunday, 28 June 2015

Bukan Dia, Tapi KITA.


Hoi Assalamualaikum! ♥

How's your Ramadhan? Hopefully semuanya bagus-bagus aja deh. :)

Cuti tiga bulan ni baru berlalu dalam lebih kurang sebulan. Time really flies that fast, eh?
I need a time machine to go back and correct my flaws and mistakes. They're overflowing and I need to cover or get over them by improvement a lot more than them.
Dah jangan nak kritik manusia lain macam kau tu keturunan malaikat yang imannya konsisten. 

Biasa, cuti ni banyak melirik mata pada post-post di FB. Selain mencari/mencuri resepi masakan atau kuih, banyak jugaklah baca post di IIUM Confession page.
Banyak sangat ragam manusia. Pernah aku tanya seorang sister, "akak follow tak page IIUM Confession tu?"
"hah? ahh tak follow tapi baca la kalau ada kawan-kawan share tu"
"hmm tak payah la kak, banyak yang merepek je"

Merepek ke? Kadang-kadang~
But most of it are as the page's name, C O N F E S S I O N. kadang-kadang terlalu jujur. Kadang-kadang terlalu menyentuh. Kadang-kadang rasa macam "kau dah kenapa. common sense lah".

To me, that page is good for someone to #syukurselalu . But not that good for someone who like to ignore what's happening to the others. Yelah, kalau in real world pun dia ignore, inikan alam maya yang kita tak nampak pun siapa-siapa.

Kenapa kena syukur selalu?
1. ada orang confess kena ejek dari kecik sebab obese, gelap, tak cantik.. Orang bertubuh molek, cantik, cerah akan kata "jangan endahkan kata orang. Jadilah diri sendiri."
Dia tak pernah rasa dicaci dari kecil. Allah mudahkan dia dengan kemolekan dirinya. Kita? Ambil iktibar, jangan ringan saja mulut menghina dia. Mungkin pahala amalannya juga se'obese' dirinya sedangkan pahala amalan kita se'skinny' tubuh kita. Malu.

2. ada orang confess suami nya begini, suami begitu. Ada juga berkongsi tatacara isterinya di sini di situ. mohon pencerahan si pembaca. Orang bujang berkata "bro, kau ketua keluarga bro". atau "sister, confront elok-elok dengan suami. Benda boleh settle"
Dia diuji dengan pasangannya. Yang bujang diuji dengan penangguhan takdirnya. Kita? Ambil pengajaran. Berdoa tanpa putus agar diri tidak menjadi pasangan yang menguji suami/isteri dan dikurniakan pasangan yang serba sempurna di mata Allah.

3. Orang yang terlalu jujur. Kisah terlanjur, LGBT, ex-pencuri and etc. Orang yang BUKAN, at first bila baca confession kalau tak semua pun pasti segelintirnya ada terlintas "bapak ahh. berani gila. ada jugak orang nak buat begini begitu"
Dia berani mengaku kesalahannya. (most yang confess menyatakan hasrat mahu kembali ke pangkal jalan). Kita?
Mengaku bersalah pada Allah. Menyesal. Bertaubat semahu-mahunya kepada Allah. Ingat, kita nampak nobel di mata manusia kerana Allah sorok aib kita. 


There's always a room for improvement. kalau takde room pun cari lah ceruk mana-mana. Whether hang nak atau dak ja.

*toots*