Hi bu.

Hi Bu.
4.29 a.m. someday forgotten.


d:     hello? hello mama.
m:    hello...
d:     ma, takleh tidur. Ngantuk tapi mata takleh tutup.
m:    baca ayat Qursi hembus-hembus, baca 3 Kul, zikr sambil pejam mata. insyaAllah selamat Tuhan ada.
d:     hmm..okay.
m:    okay?
d:     hmm.. tapi ma teman ana tau. jangan tidur lagi.
m:    yela ma ada ni.
d:     hihi. okay bye.
m:    bye.

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wanita paling cantik.
wanita yang memasak nasi lemak tersedap di alam semesta.
wanita yang tak berhenti membuat lawak untuk anaknya sendiri walaupun anaknya skema tidak memahami.
wanita paling sabar melayan miscalls dari anak-anaknya.
wanita yang sanggup berjaga ketika aku sakit kuat.


wanita yang selalu membuat mataku menangis bila terbayangkan ketiadaannya nanti.



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d:   ma, sayang ana tak.
m:  sayang.




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Puan Nadimah Abdullah, I miss you. T.T

alhamdulillah..

Alhamdulillah..

Life gets better in here. I’ve got-

Allah

Parents calling everyday

Tidy room

Great friends

Great lecturers

Tight sleeps

Lots of cats

Enough money

Good health

I know you’re reading this, God. 谢谢 xie xie ni zheme duo! 

Btw, my classes have already begun. These are the subjects I've registered for this semester:
Introduction to Linguistics
Intensive Expository Writing
Literary Genres 1;Poetry
Introduction to History and Civilisation
Fardhu Ain (sister)

So as you can see, most of the subjects are of introductory courses, which we've already taken in CFS, Nilai.  InshaAllah, I really crave for some good grades- 3.5 will do. I need those numbers so that I can apply for JPA scholarship next semester, in case they reject my current application. Pray for me yea.

And uhh one more thing I'd like to share with you is that I have added some links of my favourite blogs in the Blogs I Read section. Please check 'em out when you're free yea. Great thoughts, great writings, great stories.



That's it. Time to grab some Maggi. Thanks for reading. :)

What hijab exactly is to you?

                                                            

                                                             ...What hijab exactly is to you?...

Salamualaikum sisters out there. What a cliché title I know right? I know only some will read but care none, I need to speak up for something so it’s either to stay and listen, or get on to other sites that might catch your interest.

                                                    Hijab- an Arabic term which refers to modesty.

Modesty has been and continues to be a subject of Islamic modal statute, but it is its abused physical interpretation that has ignited the term as an oppressive muslim woman dress code. Obviously, the term was mushroomed by the skeptical idea by infidels who feel insecure over the wide spread of Islamic society, seemingly observed by the look of our muslim women. The barrier that keeps them a bit apart from our sisters, they say, can only be vanished by persuading them to take off their hijabs. Well, in Malaysia nothing much is left to say about our sisters. It is often like to see a half drown fish who wish to jump out of the tank to be free, without realizing that it is the water from the tank that has been keeping them alive back then. Sad, isn’t it? But here, as much as you see the ‘fish’, still there are those who acquainted and observe with the true concept of hijab. May we be among those people.

Wearing a hijab and understanding the concept of wearing the hijab are two completely different things. 

Wearing a hijab means choosing a hijab to match in with the garment, putting it on, and simply walking around head banging to Bruno mars’.

Understanding the concept of wearing the hijab is when you instill a good niah@intention of wearing one, observe the type of fabric, its length (whether it covers the chest or not), not doing something which could possibly spoil the initial niah of wearing hijab (like wearing it just for fashion or saving your money getting compounded by some fierce makguards of your college, instead of obeying the Islamic law), or showing off your untouch-able face skin in a great zoom-able picture in any social networking account, licking up some colourful lollipops! Or going to any places which can create fitnah (pubs maybe?) thus down rating the image of other muslim women wearing modesty (hijab).   

Shocked? Well I am. And impressed. How can I possibly write that when portraying outer beauty has become my top list in my free time favourite? which means that I am leading my way to riak? Which means each step I walked with the pride within was nothing but another sinful step to hell?  

Turn around and look at what we've done, sisters.

Then shall anyone who has done an atom's weight of good, see it!
And anyone who has done an atom's weight of evil, shall see it.

-Qur'an, surah 99 al zalzala ayat 7-8






Astaghfirullah..

                                                             what hijab exactly is to you?

AZAMS.

assalamualaikum!

new look. new place. new resolution.

i made a vow to myself, which is quite scary because still i am not sure whether i'll abide by them or hmm.. not.

first resolution- i need a guru to teach me recite the Qoran.

and alhamdulillah! Syer agreed to be one. well she's good at it.
i've started learning the Qoran for like one and a half years and i'v finished that holy book twice. but i have a doubt on the hukm of my recitation. is it okayy for someone like me to learn reciting the Qoran without having someone to guide(guru).

last time i asked Ustz Azhar Idrus through fb, he said- bacaan mungkin betul dan mungkin salah. jadi kena cari guru baru untuk ajarkan.

so ya la.. untung berteman dengan seseorang yang xkedekut ilmu. cause dammit i still have a longg longg journey to go. my past has taught me a lot. jadi sekarang saya nak jadi seorang perempuan cantik luar dan dalam supaya Allah redha akan hidup saya. hihi.

resolution kedua ialah untuk lebih outspoken dan bersosial.

eversince my kindergarten i was a naive girl. malu gila jumpa dengan orang baru, be it a guy or a girl. asyik2 class, makan, tidur, gi toilet ngan orang yang sama ja. many thought tht i'm a cocky girl with shitty face who doesn't even smile bila jumpa orang. damn!! ramai yang cakap macam tu sampai saya dah boleh senyum sendiri bila dengar. dulu macam malas nak ambik kisah but now, i really think i need to speak to people. kena start senyum nampak gigi. kena start cakap kuat sikit sambil buat expression omg omg omputeh. kena buang muka pemalas dan buruk itu. perlu!

resolution ketiga ialah untuk mengosongkan hatred list.

seperti biasalah, i hate a lot of things in my life.
morning class, bumping into ex, bitchy colleagues, fierce lecturers, yellow veges, poor cats, copied assignments..bla..bla..
semua kena kosongkan. baru tenang hati.

fourth resolution- soulmate.
gatal betul. haha.
sapa yang taknak kawin kan.
btw i'm out of the game. no more relationships before 'akad. the only thing i'll work on is to pray and du'a to Allah swt. may He guide us to the truthful way of finding each other. may He take care of you every single day you live.
may He ease everything for both me and you.
berhenti mencari jodoh. biarlah jodoh yang cari kita.

:)

setakat ni, tulah dia saya punya azams. oh satu lagi ialah nak kumpul pointer tinggi-tinggi..hihi.

till then, bye!

iiu taaruf weak

September 6, 8.30 a.m. we arrived at Gombak.
checked in.

the room was quite okay actually. we were divided into 4 compartments. each compartment has a single bed, a study table with a note board, a study lamp, a bookshelf, and a large wardrobe.

the large closet. i could possibly sleep in it!

lots of briefings throughout the taaruf session. the only one that kept us awake was the censerve briefing.

muka happy menutup segala kengantukan diri.

climbing those stairs up with paten and cher.

the food was shockingly nice. the last time we ate was chicken chop. 

sher

we call it the batu caves stairs. the picture should tell why.

cultural nite on board. terbaikkk!

this huge pizza slice costs us only rm1.50. okay murah!  ^.^

fathin

awesome view from sher's window.  

anis as usual.

:)

such a boring entry i know, right? 

tapi saya sayang uia. uia baik.

p/s: seketul bracket yang manja di braces saya sudah tercabut. jadi saya harus segera pulangkan diri ke Dr.Zain di Kota Bharu. wuhuuu!

the beauty

    Silly.

That day was rainy.

I remember silly braking into drops.

A man and a woman brought me to you.

I was mad. Silly.

    Silly.

The next day,

We searched for you.

They felt you. I didn’t.

And then I heard you whispering- ya Rabbi, Rabbi!

…..

Things changed. Silly.

…..

    Silly.

Yesterday

I  again for the trillion times, had forgotten you.

    Silly,

Now I am longing for you.

    Silly,

I come back.

    Silly,

I prostrated with proud.

    Silly . Silly . Silly.

…..

Forgive those allurers,-silly. will you? Ya Rabbi.

….

Thank you.

How I missed you, God. Ily.

And again

to-day it rains.

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Ily.

Why not HUMANITY?

 Diana ni sungguh berjiwa binatang- mama

Giggling. Lol I love tht term- berjiwa binatang. As harsh as you might’ve interpreted, that is just as truly as what I’ve thought of myself. This is another post about the cat fyi.

Meet Wawa, my cat.

We found her wounded at my stepmother’s office lounge at Machang and we brought her back home. She made a ridiculously fast recovery along the whole petting and right now I shall say- she’s eating my potato chips. Lol. This giant girl has always been my silent fan and sister of mine, except when she’s hungry. Wawa obviously has left a great impact on my acceptance of what life can really offer. Doubt not, she came before some people I met who’re hmm, let just say literally- yea, not as good as her. So here’s the credit: wawa’s innate nature would always be somewhat better than that of humans’. And why is tht? Well, simply these are some little instinctive things that actually put me below this stinky girl.

Wawa didn’t cry when her injury was exceedingly painful, neither when we put the paste onto her wounded back.

She wakes me up every single morning-Allah’s inspiration I think regardless of her annoying snoozing sleep back at each night (and this should tell that she sleeps besides my sensitive eardrum!)

Wawa is also quite a good mice catcher. You see? She’s not eating our food for free. She works!

I guess maturity would also be fair to her. When I was pissed off over someone, or I lost some precious things, or when I was like extremely girang, I will lambung-lambung her up to the ceiling okay exegerating, she will be like- hum.. do as you wish, like I care. Seriously she did. Her blurred face tells it all. Great, she really takes after me. Haha.

She’s never been hypocrite when it comes to life. Wawa, just like the other cats in the world, when hungry she would ask for food. When she gets some, she eats. When she’s full, she licks one of her front paws, thanking the owner. Isn’t that what we people call as sincerity and blissfulness? Subhanalah!

Can't you see why? After all, Wawa is just another cat.