the bitter gourd. bitter melon.

as we grow up, things change. everything we perceived as 'sweet' during our childhood time started becoming bitter, sour, salty.  we learn how to handle realities. bite them, chew them, swallow them..n life goes on.

i wanted to post this as my fb status, but thinking that people will keep asking me why izyani why, what happened, so on and on, i decided to keep it here. maybe i need some space to pour out something from this big bowl of bursting heart. not to say bursting, maybe fragile, or to be exact, unstable. yes, unstable is the word.

i maybe insensitive at certain points, but when im being dragged to an issue, especially an ethical issue, it will be very much disturbing for me. i was brought up with a thought that everyone in this world is good, unless proven otherwise. but lots of things that happened keep me puzzling whether it should be the other way around. i used to trust everyone around me, i would call or text or meet my friends everyday and every night just to share with them some stories of what happened on that day, n i would tell them how much i appreciate them as a friend, hundreds of times a day. i even had a diary to write the names of everyone i met n what they said to me so that i can keep them in my heart forever. i can even talk to a stranger, tell them how much i want to be a successful person, listen to some encouraging words from them, write them, n memorize them so that i can get motivated whenever i need. 

how innocent..

but as i grow older, things started to change. im not sure whether its me or the people or the environment, but lots of things have change. i started having doubts whether i can trust this and that person, i started feeling uncomfortable telling stories to people around me, everything seems to be compartmentalized. there are more don'ts than do's, everything has a very narrow limit. n i ended up living in a small room with four walls, i can only see the walls n nothing beyond it. when u try to do good things, that thing that u think is good might be bad for some people. n vice versa. u see people praying n u join them, some people will come to u n say hey don't follow them there are bad people. BAD PEOPLE?they are praying, what's so bad about that?! n finally u decided not to trust any of them. u wanted to help a person trying to find his way to a place, n u end up being robbed or raped. n u decided not helping anyone again till u die. u are struggling to death in order to help people cure their diseases and make their lives at ease, but some people will come to u and whisper, 'don't believe the white coats people, they are serial killers' or 'they are actually Jewish people trying to destroy u'..n u end up malas nak study sebab kalau study pun jadi orang yahudi jugak.

yeaaa truth hurts. i know people won't just stop talking, but i wonder when people will stop talking bad things and backstabbing their own people. no more trust, no more faith, im just left with a piece of hope. hoping that my future gens will not live in this kind of world. selfish, inconsiderate, cruel, inhuman and unfair. 

n last but not least, when u sell nasi lemak n your customer nicely asked for some extra sambal, pls don't make an irritating face, take the periuk sambal and yelled, 'sambal dah habis!' 

we have a more polite way of saying things. i can understand when a patient yelled at me, because she's sick n may be emotionally unstable. i know why my mother nagged at me, because i don't listen to her. but sometimes, i just cannot find the answer for some scenarios that happen. like shooting a kid when u have a revenge to the president of the country. its like shooting the sun when ur aiming at the moon. 

ok the nasi lemak part is the reason for my current benign paroxysmal depression. simple n forgivable, yet im left thinking why and why and why that person should react that way. 

n that reminds me of an incident when i was chased out of a bus because i purchased the wrong ticket. it was the right one actually but because the bus driver had some misunderstanding, he stopped the bus in the middle of the road n chased me out without giving me even a second to explain.

that was years ago. but still i kenot brainnn la. at least i can just pay him another rm10 for a new ticket since there were like 20 empty seats?! still kenot brain.

is it about the parental education? or the academic system? or the world is meant to be like this?

ok the end. mari muhasabah diri.

sbm 2.0 :)

Assalammualaikum :)

Alhamdulillah, sehari di seminar baitul muslim 2.0 di picc sabtu lepas. esok exam, tapi sgt excited nak berkongsi mcm2 pengajaran sepanjang seminar tersebut. hehe..semoga bermanfaat utk kita semua ok!

yang pertama, apa itu cinta?

memang banyak definisi cinta, tapi cinta yang hakiki adalah cinta yang membawa kita lebih dekat dengan Allah. kalau cinta itu membawa kita semakin jauh dan semakin lupakan Allah, walaupun si lelaki atau wanita tu cakap i love you berjuta2 kali pun, itu bukanlah cinta, tapi kita sedang mengheret orang yang kita cinta itu ke neraka, nauzubillah :(

kedua, bagaimana utk mencari jodoh?

1. Jadi soleh/ solehah..kita perlu jadi baik, bukan cari orang yang baik. bila kita baik, insyaAllah Allah akan temukan kita dengan pasangan yang baik (An-Nur, ayat 26) Allah takkan mungkir janji, kan? :)

2. Ikut pilihan orang yang baik

 "Tidak sempurna iman seseorang diantaramu hingga mencintai saudaranya seperti ia mencintai dirinya sendiri." (Bukhari - Muslim)

Jadi, orang yang baik akan memilih pasangan yang terbaik utk kita, sepertimana beliau memilih pasangan utk dirinya sendiri :)

3. Ikut cara yang baik- menggunakan orang tengah atau menerangkan hajat kepada orang yang kita sukai. jangan risau kalau kena reject, jangan malu untuk melakukan kebaikan, kerana satu kebaikan perlu dilakukan berkali2 :)

ketiga, fahami perbezaan lelaki dan wanita. 

Allah ciptakan lelaki dan wanita dengan sifat yang berbeza2. kerana sifat inilah timbulnya banyak salah faham dalam rumahtangga. jadi, cara utk menyelesaikannya? APPRECIATE SIMILARITIES, RESPECT DIFFERENCES. banyak perkara yang memerlukan toleransi. Kak Wardina pesan, kalau isteri nak suruh suami buat something, jangan expect suami akan faham2 sendiri utk buat, kerana sesungguhnya anda akan kecewa. ask him to do it, tell him. men and women are created to complete each other, not to compete :) dan kepada golongan lelaki, wanita melihat kuatnya anda pada tahap kesabaran anda. tak perlu pergi gym utk body building, that is not what we are looking for :) no no no, tak perlu ok? :)

persiapan?

persiapan perlu bermula dari sekarang. tak kisahlah anda akan berkahwin 10 atau 20 tahun lagi, persiapkan diri anda. dahulukan perkara wajib, sempurnakan perkara fardhu ain, banyakkan amalan sunat, berdamping dengan orang2 yang berilmu, isi masa kosong dengan perkara berfaedah, plan your future. cari kekuatan utk survival, dan belajar untuk tolerate benda2 yg remeh..paling penting, persiapan dari segi financial yer golongan lelaki ;)

next, lelaki baik utk perempuan yg baik?saya ni x cukup baik la, mcm mana nak dapat pasangan yang baik? :((

jangan risau! ustaz pahrol kata, lelaki yang baik utk perempuan yg baik tu bukan hanya utk di awal perkahwinan. mungkin di awal perkahwinan si isteri kurang baik, tapi suami didik beliau sampai jadi baik. atau mungkin si suami yang kurang baik, tapi isteri doakan suami dan Allah makbulkan, maka sama2 mereka jadi baik. ataupun kedua2nya kurang baik, tapi masing2 cuba utk jadi baik, maka dua2 jadi baik, ibarat tangan kiri dan kanan yang kotor, bila dicuci tangan kanan bersihkan tangan kiri, tangan kiri bersihkan tangan kanan, maka kedua2nya jadi bersih..heee lagi sweet kan? :)

dan yang terakhir, jangan takut utk buat benda yang betul. kalau kita lakukan perkara yang baik, insyaAllah hati akan tenang. yang penting, minta dengan Allah. sempitkan ruang penzinaan, luaskan ruang perkahwinan.

sekiannnnn perkongsian utk kali ni..bnyak sgt kalau nk kongsi, tapi ni yg termampu utk entry kali ni.

btw, sapa nak temankan saya pegi program ni angkat tangaannnnn!

i have a dream

memang dari dulu suka sangat buat charity works. rasa best sbb masa lapang boleh fill up dengan benda yg sentiasa mengingatkan kita tentang kehidupan. sentiasa mengajar kita erti bersyukur dengan segala nikmat yang ada. betapa susahnya kita, betapa sukarnya hidup kita, ada orang lagi susah drpd kita. ada orang berharap utk jadi macam kita. ada orang tengah berhadapan dengan sakaratul maut, meminta2 Allah bagi sedikit lagi masa, untuk bertaubat, untuk berbuat kebaikan. tapi kita masih dilimpahi dengan nikmat kelapangan, Allah terus bagi peluang untuk kejar pahala. 

jadi, dengan semangat yg berkobar2 ini, tiba2 terasa nak organize charity organization di melaka ni..mungkin secara kecil-kecilan dulu memandangkan masa pun sangat lah limited dengan hal2 study. tambah semangat lepas dengar cerita oki setiana dewi, yang bnyk buat kerja2 kebajikan. oki dan kawan2nya banyak bantu golongan2 yang disisih masyarakat, contohnya banduan, kutu2 lepak, golongan lesbian dan gay. kalau kita mesti takut kan nk berdepan dengan golongan ni? tapi oki siap bole berdakwah sampai berubah mereka ni. dengan cerita ni lah terasa sgt inspired utk buat benda yang sama.

insyaAllah, semoga Allah permudahkan hasrat ni. teringin jugak nak volunteering sambil travelling..maybe ke negara2 lain..heee :) tapi buat masa ni perlukan orang yang mempunyai minat yang sama. sapa yg agak2 berminat tu boleh la roger2. insyaAllah bermula dengan organization yg kecil kita boleh besarkan bila tenaga pekerja dah ramai.

:)

wake up, izyani

Alhamdulillah..Alhamdulillah..i'm still alive eventhough my blog is almost dead. and im a year older, already 23 years old..quite a big number actually T.T

it's not that i didn't want to write, it's just that i hate writing something which is purely from my brain and not from my heart. something which is more theoretical rather than practical. simply uttering some words to make u feel n look great, but in real life the opposite things happen. yes, it happened to me just recently. i've turned into a completely different person. i went to the hospital for postings, i listened to the lecturers, but nothing entered my head. i went for lectures, i sat down n looked at the lecturers, they were saying something but i just couldn't hear anything. i went back to my room, i slept and i woke up in the morning, i went to the hospital again. that happened to me everyday, and i feel useless because my life has been so unproductive.

so i stopped writing. i stopped making motivational statuses on my fb n twitter. because i can't motivate people when I'm helpless and hopeless. Until one day, somebody said this to me, 'If i can buy time from those who are wasting time, I'll definitely buy them. Because I have so much things to do n I feel like 24hours a day is not enough for me. But i just can't do that.' When I hear that, I felt like somebody just wake me up from a looooong dream. Why am I wasting my life like this? Why can't I do something good to benefit myself and other people? Why can't I work really hard for my future?

So today, i decided to reorganize everything. I cant just wake up in the morning waiting to sleep again at night. Something great needs to happen everyday. 

Allah, guide me T.T jgn Kau jadikan hidupku ini sia-sia Ya Allah.

my last 2months

salam semua :)

just woke up, n im blogging at 3 o'clock in the morning, with the breeze, wind and rain outside the window..heee what a feeling :p

so, how are you people? still standing?  :)

for me, im enjoying my last 2 months in manipal. ahh time just flew away. felt like i just stepped on the ground of India, but it's actually been 2 years n half months. i was 20 years old back then, n i'm already 22 now. i wonder how much time is left for me to keep breathing..hmm

INDIA, i think its gonna be the title of a long fairy tale to be told to my grandchildren in another 40years. so many good things happened here. n so much lessons that i learnt from all the five senses. just, a lot.

im sure going to miss all the people here. my babies in the orphanage, especially. n the doctors and the lecturers. atuk shenoy, oh his inspiring face. Dr urala, who called me a donkey n a cow at the same time (i wonder how i look then), Dr minakshee, a woman with a motherly touch. Dr vinayak shenoy, a man with a smiling face. his face paradoxically smiles even when he is angry. n the way he sang a hindi song while doing surgery, im sure gonna miss it. not forgetting, Dr vinayak batt, who nailed my brain with the drainage of tonsil, the jugulo-digastric nodes..haha

n the blind boy whom i met few days back. his father is selling fruits in front of the hospital. the first day i met him, he was so scared n not willing to raise his head. i gave him the same sweet everyday so that he can recognize me from the taste of the sweets. today, after eating the sweet he looked at me and smiled. a smile which touches me forever. even he doesn't have eyeballs, the smile is so pure. Allah bless u, little boy.

ok, dah mula emo T.T

to be continued. esok ada posting!

:)

baby baby baby

salam everyone :)

sooo, i've been posted in obstetric and gynaecology department atau dalam bahasa melayunya, perbidanan dan sakit puan (if im not mistaken :p) since the last 2 weeks. even though i don't really like the field because of some reasons, but seeing with my own eyes what really happens during delivery of a baby is of course a priceless experience. reminds me that the same thing did happened to me 22 years back, but of course im the one being delivered instead of delivering :p n it was my mother who had gone through such a hardship just to let me see the world and become who I am today. yes, a human being. seeing the patients screaming and yelling, with blood, stools and urine came out all at once, im sure it doesn't feel good. it must be painful. yup, it's not easy. definitely not.

today, i witnessed labour for the 3rd time. 3 patients in the same room, one has just delivered the baby, and she was breastfeeding her baby. all the pain had gone after being able to hug her very first baby. the baby weight was 3.6kg and he looks soooo puffy and fluffy. the 2nd patient, she was still struggling. while the nurse was shouting bikibikibikiiiii, which means pushhh3, I saw a drop of tear on her face. the face which defines all the pain. :( n after few minutes, the head of the baby came out, then the body, and the legs, and the feet. n she cried. a cry which makes everyone happy. the baby is alive, and she's breathing. :D horaaaaaay!

and the last patient, she was delivering for a second time, and thing goes a little easy for her. just with a few 'pushing' efforts, pluupppp the baby came out. heeee :)

hello little buddy, say hi to the world. grow up well and become a good person ok? it's going to be a tough journey ahead, so u need some courage to go through everything. this dunyaa distracts, but im sure u'll do well. n i pray that u'll grow up as a muslim, a good slave of Allah. aminn :)

and thank you mak, for bearing all the pain, for going through so much difficulties, for letting me stay in ur tummy for 9 horrible months, for everything u've done to me. hanya Allah dapat membalasnya.

*insaf* :')

makes me think

^^ Today, I interviewed a woman who is terminally ill. "So," I tried to delicately ask, "What is it like to wake up every morning and know that you are dying?" "Well," she responded, "What is it like to wake up every morning and pretend that you are not?"

^^ Today, one of my best friends, Charlie, shot himself in the head at approximately 2PM. And I just noticed that I have a missed call from him on my cell phone with a timestamp of 1:56PM.

^^ Today, as soon as my 5-year-old baby brother came into my room, I yelled at him to get out without even looking up at him. When he didn't listen and I turned around to yell again, I noticed he had a bowl of cherries (my favorite) in his hands. He said, "Sorry, I just wanted to share these with you."

^^ Today I was approached by a homeless man who asked if I had any change. I only had two dimes, but I gave it to him anyway. As I watched him walk away, he put the dimes in an expired parking meter of a strangers car.

^^ Today, on the one year anniversary of my boyfriend’s death, I decided it was time to clear his clothes out of our closet. In one of his coat pockets I found a diamond engagement ring and concert tickets to my favorite band dated the Saturday after he passed.

^^ Today, I'm a neurosurgery candidate, going under the knife in 2 days. Last month I was a healthy 24 year old female athlete. Today, signed a DNR, just in case I come out as a vegetable. Today, I had to make a living will. Is it really my time? In 48 hours I’ll find out.

^^ Today when I read the news about the healthcare debate, I thought of my dad, who died of colon cancer at 86. When the doctor told him he could have 6 to 8 more weeks with chemo and radiation, my dad was horrified. "Spend Medicare money on me when there are kids without health insurance? I'm 86!"

^^ Today, I was at the grocery store when a young mother was pushing one of the carts that has a built in car on the front for her son to drive. He was spinning the steering wheel all over the place and his mother was making the cart go side to side, trying to match his steering without his knowledge. He thought he had all the power and control and she kept playfully telling him to slow down despite the fact that she controlled the speed. He was so happy. And this simple moment in the midst of my hectic day.

^^ Today, I got a blister on the back of my ankle from my shoes. I was sitting on the bus on the way home with my shoe off because it hurt. A homeless man sitting in the row across from me leaned over with something in his hand. Expecting him to hand me something I wouldn't want, I prepared to politely decline his offer. He said, "You might want this for your ankle so you can put it back in your shoe with it hurting," and handed me a band-aid.

(makesmethink.com)

because we are different

everyone is growing up. our attitudes, thoughts, perceptions, everything changes with time. n the older we are, we have so much to say, n we expressed our opinions differently. some will say it out loud, some will keep it to the heart, some will write.

people differ in their thoughts n their opinions because everyone has their own threshold. some people cry while watching movies, some will just say, why are you crying? some people get mad when a beggar comes near him, some will just smile and give the beggar some food to eat. some people don't even care when others are saying bad things about him or her, but some will end up bursting into tears. some people talk endlessly, n some will just stare at her and say, have u gone mad today?

And that is why, along the way we bump into many kinds of people who make a dent in our lives. some people sell fruits, some play guitar, some know Shakespeare, some are babysitters. because we have our own threshold, and we are different in our own ways. i don't eat ikan keli, but that doesn't mean that i have to hate ikan keli, or those people who love eating ikan keli. the differences are something to be respected, of course within the limitations. by showing some respects, we will be respected as well. always, there's no harm in being different, because if we are to be born the same, imagine how stereotype the world would be. if everyone speaks, who will listen? thus, Allah created us to be different, some ppl are good speakers, n some are good listeners. n that is why, there's something called as, give and take :)

everyday when we wake up, see the sky, look at the sunshine, listen to the heart,

it's beating.

Alhamdulillah, we are alive.

n as long as we are alive, live a life without hatred, respect others, do our best, and God will take care of the rest, insyaAllah :)

pediatric posting ^^

heee harini rasa sgt excited nak blogging :D

3rd year di mmmc, bermula dgn pediatric posting kat karkala hospital. hospital yg terletak di sgtlah rural area, 45minit menaiki roller coaster dari manipal. hihi :D mmg sejak dari dlu excited sgt nak msuk pediatric department, dgn harapan dapat cubit pipi bam2 budak2 kecik.

mula2 posting, rasa agak kekok dgn environment baru. kalau sebelum ni ulang alik lecture hall, berjam2 dengar lecture dlm kelas, kali ni lebih kpd self directed learning. terpaksa refresh ilmu2 first n second year yg hampir2 berkarat T.T

tapi Alhamdulillah, lecturer yg merangkap specialist kt india ni sgt la baik. tak la diherdik2 bagai mcm kt msia. maybe sbb tak letakkan high expectation kpd kami student yg baru setahun durian ni. cuma biasa la bila kena ayat sarcasm 2 3 kerat tu, baru terasa nak balik bukak buku..huihui :))

Alhamdulillah, bila masuk posting baru rasa mcm yes, im on the right track. tak silap pilih medic sebagai karier masa depan. even life tak se'relax' bidang2 lain, tapi insyaAllah kesibukan tu yg akan membuatkan kita tak terjerumus dgn perkara2 yg tak berfaedah kan?nak p tgk wayang pon tak berapa nak dan :'(

n as always, Allah knows what's best for u, n for me :)

Semoga dipermudahkan perjalanan yg indah ini, dan tak goyah menghadapi liku2 kehidupan.

amiiinn~ ;)

everything begins with tarbiyah

Assalammualaikum semua :)

sebelum tu suka sy nak jelaskan, sy hanya insan biasa, cuba dan terus mencuba utk jadi yg lebih baik. jadi sy menulis lebih kepada perkongsian, yang baik sama2 kita jadi teladan, yg buruk kita jadikan sempadan, dan sy dgn hati terbuka menerima segala teguran yg bersifat membina, insyaAllah :)

sampaikanlah walaupun sepotong ayat. kan?

harini hati sy tersentuh dgn video ni,

setiap ayat dlm video ni rasa sangat menusuk. agaknya kalau ada org tanyakan kita, WHAT IS YOUR WISH, apa jawapan kita?

lelaki hensem, perempuan cantik.

banglo 10 tingkat.

kereta mewah.

harta kekayaan.

mesti tu jawapan majoriti kan?

tapi jawapan Umar Ibn Khattab,

MY WISH IS THAT ALLAH FILLS THIS ROOM WITH THE LIKES OF ABU UBAIDAH AMR IBN AL-JARRAH AND MU'ADZ IBN JABAL.

Apa agaknya yg special sangat dgn Abu Ubaidah?

jom baca kt sini, http://pesonacintahakiki.wordpress.com/2009/10/31/pahlawan-islam-abu-ubaidah-al-jarrah/

sangat2 menyentuh hati kalau kita menyelami kisah hidup Abu Ubaidah. satu perkataan utk describe, GENTLEMAN.

everything begins with tarbiyah.

jom sama2 tarbiyah peribadi, semoga satu hari nnt kita semua termasuk dalam golongan yg dimaksudkan dgn 'the likes of Abu Ubaidah'.

amin, insyaAllah :)

i

i am nobody in this world.

im just a person struggling to live.

just like u. just like her. just like them.

3hari lagi..

3hari lagi ke medan perang. bukan perang dengan pedang dan unta, tapi berperang dgn pen dan kertas.

smoga Allah permudahkan urusan kita semua :)

mohon maaf segala salah silap,

doakan kejayaan kami semua :)

**18hari lagi akan berpijak di bumi yg nyata :P yeyyy!

21hari

bangun pagi, tgk handphone..

21 days left, tertulis di skrin.

ya, 21hari mencari university exam.

bila sebut unis exam, semua student medic akan kecut perut. terbayang longgokan notes dan buku yg perlu dibaca.

perlu DIHABISKAN. dlm masa 21hari.

***

petang tadi keluar jalan2, ambil angin, hilangkan stress.

tatkala skuter buruk melalui kawasan rumah mayat, ternampak ramai manusia menunggu sekujur tubuh yang dah tak bernyawa.

tiba2 rasa terkedu.

unis exam akan tiba 21hari lagi. dan semua org sibuk buat persiapan.

setiap masa yg ada digunakan dgn sebaiknya. takut tak sempat nak habiskan.

TAPI..

cuba bayangkan, kalau esok ajal menjemput kita.

agaknya cukup tak persiapan kita nak berhadapan dgn sakaratul maut?

bersedia tak diri ni utk jawab segala pertanyaan munkar dan nakir?

bukan soalan pathology, pharmacology, microbiology atau forensic yg akan dipersoalkan.

tapi soalan yg hanya mampu dijawab dengan amalan yg kita lakukan di dunia.

kalau la kita tahu 21hari tu belum tentu ada untuk kita..

Allah..

kadang terasa diri ni cukup zalim. zalim dgn diri sendiri. zalim dengan Dia.

***

tenanglah wahai jiwa~

Allah nampak segala usaha.

'He will reward u for the painful hardships you are going through'

***

"And when My servants ask you, [O Muhammad], concerning Me - indeed I am near. I respond to the invocation of the supplicant when he calls upon Me. So let them respond to Me [by obedience] and believe in Me that they may be [rightly] guided."
(2:186)

im 22 :)

Alhamdulillah. Allah masih izinkan jantung ini terus berdegup :)

semoga hari2 seterusnya lebih bermakna, dan membawa diri ini lebih dekat kepadaNya.

azam tahun ke-22 :)

10 peribadi muslim menurut Hassan al-Banna..

insyaAllah, nak cuba laksanakan satu persatu..jom sama2 berusaha :)

p/s : di kesempatan ini sy ingin mohon maaf kepada semua, kalau ada salah silap. kalau ada terhutang kt mana2 tolong ingatkan.. :)

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yang tenggelam timbul

ciri2 orang beriman, surah Al-Mu'minun ayat 1-9

* Khusyuk dalam solat

* Menjauhkan diri dari perbuatan dan perkataan yang tidak berguna

* Menunaikan zakat

* Menjaga kemaluan dari perbuatan keji dan zina

* Menahan pandangan

* Memelihara amanah dan menepati janji

* Memelihara solat

bunyi macam common kan, alaaa ayat2 jawapan spm pendidikan islam dulu.

bukan main hafal lagi nak bg dapat full marks kan?

tapi nak amalkan tuuuu, Ya Allah susah sgt2 T.T

bila tgk balik ciri2 org beriman tu, rasa mcm tak tau nk letak kt mana diri ni.

rasa jahil, rasa hina, terasa iman senipis kulit bawang :(

'Ya Allah yang membolak balikkan hati kami, tetapkan kami dalam agamaMu'

yang tenggelam timbul..

IMAN.

smoga 2012 jadi permulaan yg baik utk tarbiyyah peribadi. insyaAllah, aminn..

slamat tahun baru 2012 suma :)

:)

46hari mencari university exam.

smoga Allah permudahkan urusan kita suma.

goodluck kawan2, fighting!!

:)

roda kehidupan

roda kehidupan kita berputar.

waktu kita kecil, mak dan abah adalah superman dan superwoman terbaik yg kita ada.

kita tak pernah rasa takut, tak pernah rasa bimbang. selagi mak dan abah ada di sisi, kita selamat.

kita jadikan mak dan abah sumber rujukan dlm apa jua yg kita lakukan. smpaikan kadang- kadang mak dan abah tolong siapkan kerja sekolah yg cikgu bagi. lencana sekolah pun tak pandai nak jahit, kita mintak tolong mak jahitkan. tapi mak penat, baru balik cari rezeki. kita marahkan mak, nangis pastu msuk bilik terus tido. bangun pagi esok, lencana dah melekat dekat tudung.

sayangnya mak ngn abah kat kita kan?

malas basuh kasut sekolah, kena berleter dengan mak. tarik muka masam. esok nak pegi sekolah, tadaa kasut dah putih bersih, bawah peti ais.

heee sweetnya mak ngan abah kita kan?

waktu kita kecil, bnyk persoalan yang timbul. maka satu persatu soalan kita tanya mak dan abah.

'abah, kenapa bulan tu ikut kita?'

'mak, kenapa dekat pencawang elektrik tu ada bola-bola bulat tu?'

abah ngan mak sabar melayan soalan2 kita. walaupun kadang2 soalan kita tak masuk akal.

sabarnya mak ngn abah kita kan?

teringat waktu darjah satu, ada cikgu pelatih kat sekolah. cikgu tu baik sangat. waktu cikgu tu dah habis posting, sedih sampai nangis sorg2 kat dlm bilik. mak pun masuk bilik, terkejut bilik banjir. haha..walaupun tak cerita sebab, mak faham. petang tu abah call cikgu pelatih tu, mintak tolong pujuk anak dia yg mengada2 ni.

heee mak ngn abah kita sgt understanding kan?

tak cukup duit, mintak kt mak ngan abah.

lapar, mintak abah belikan makanan.

sakit, abah belikan ubat, bawak pegi klinik.

ada masalah, mengadu kat mak.

tapi bila kita makin membesar, kita semakin hilang pergantungan dengan mak dan abah. kita semakin pandai hidup berdikari.

ada masalah, cerita dgn kawan2.

tak cukup duit, jpa masukkan dlm akaun.

lapar, start enjin skuter buruk, pegi carik makanan.

sakit, pegi farmasi, beli ubat sendiri.

bila kita semakin dewasa, kita sedar, bukan semua persoalan kita mak dan abah boleh jawab. bukan semua masalah kita mak dan abah boleh selesaikan.

tapi, bila hati terluka, bila dunia terasa begitu membebankan utk kita, bila hidup gundah gulana, kita cari mak dan abah. dengar suara mak ngan abah, hilang segala duka, sembuh segala luka.

baru kita sedar, walaupun roda kehidupan kita sentiasa berputar, mak dan abah tetap superman dan superwoman kita.

walaupun kita semakin membesar, kita tetap berputar bersama- sama mereka.

terima kasih mak dan abah :')

3 golongan di fb

ada 3 golongan yang pelik di facebook..

golongan pertama

pasangan couple yg bersweet2 di fb. i love you, i love you moreee. i miss u, i miss u moreeee.

tapi bila gaduh, i remove u, u remove i. i hate u. i hate u moreeee!

erkkk?! >.<

golongan kedua

suami isteri yg suka bercerita hal rumah tangga kpd public.

contoh, 'maafkan sy sbb tak dpt bg abg zuriat sob3..' (kisah benar ye :P)

dan si suami pun komen, 'xpe jgn risau, kita tak bole putus asa..'

errrrr..duduk serumah pun cakap guna fb?

>.<

golongan ketiga

girls yg suka upload gmbar ala2 model di fb..

subhanallah..mmg cantik, lawa, bergaya.

bila org komen, 'awk ni cantik la', dia akan reply, 'eh mana ada, awak lg cantikkk..'

pastu org yg komen tu reply, 'tak la, awak lg cantikkkk'

n the same dialogue goes onnn and onnn..

erkkkk?! >.<

haha. kadang2 pecah perut baca komen2 kt fb. betapa modenisasi mengaburi mata memekakkan telinga kita. hingga kita lupa batas2 yg perlu dijaga. sehingga kadang kala kita sendiri membuka pekung di dada. bercerita hal2 yg tak perlu kita ceritakan. kadang2 cerita yg boleh menjatuhkan maruah kita sendiri..

hati2 dengan dosa yg tak kita sedari di alam maya.

peringatan kpd diri sendiri dan semua :)

di india

di india,

aku makan roti yg dah 3hari expired.

di india,

aku makan makanan tepi jalan, yg perencahnya debu dan asap.

di india,

aku makan dgn lahapnya di kedai yg dindingnya berkurap dan berkulat.

di india,

aku makan makanan yg digaul dan dilenyek dgn tangan tempe, ditambah dgn percikan peluh dan airliur.

di india,

aku makan makanan yg dibuat oleh pakcik yg pakaiannya ibarat sebulan tak dicuci.

di india,

aku makan makanan yg dalamnya ada rambut, semut dan KEPALA LIPAS.

di india,

segalanya mungkin.

tapi, makanan india mmg sedap2.

lol