round2 subang..

(this was written a day or so after the day it happen..forgot tu publish :P)

sunday,
22november 2009...



that morning i was a bit down.
family matters gone from bad to worse...
my big bro needed me to drive him to the driving school.
he had to take theory class to get L license for motorcycle.

after that,
i took a walk at the subang lake..jz to calm myself.
but it didnt work.
thinking too much....


pastu, alang,my fren msg..

'hey..mardhiah ktne?'
'kt tasik...'
'ngn sape?'
'sorang2....'
'k...im coming'
'weh...seyes keer?'
'yup'

huaaa...rase terharu gilee smpai nk nngs :')
so, i park the car somewhere near the ktm,n waited..
pastu alang smpai :)


[subang parade]

well..actually takde plan sgt nk p mane.
mule2 ingt nk p shah alam.
tp tkt kang habis mase n mnyk sesat jer :P

so,ktrg msk sbg parade.
ate ice-creams,talk,laugh ^_^
msk mph,toy-r-us etc..
den solat zhr b4 going for lunch.



[ss19-tmpt mkn]

so,both of us mmg dah tgh hungry la kaan..
due2 tak breakdfast lg..hohooo.
talked some more...
hik2..



[back to subang lake]

i dunnu why i like so much being at a lake..
peaceful kot...
so...i started telling the stuff y tgh serabut in my mind.
n also ckp psl teori zombi aku.
tu kt post lain aku cite :D

pastu cm bese la..
tgkp2 pics.



[summit]

senanyer taktau nk bwk p mane dh.
alang pun 2nd time dtg subang. saje bwk merate2 subang.
ngee...

time tu plak de cm buk fair kt dlm tu.

pastu, p arcade.
ktrg de main satu game ni...y kene lwn ngn tolak2 each other.
ok...seri.
smpai lebam lutut ak taaau...
huk2



[otw to ktm]

ok...dah nk mlm. kene hntr balik alang p ktm.
tgh borak2 otw there,
cm ade bunyik smthg 4rm the car.
ok...risau...
tp drive je la kaan..
smpai smwhere b4 lalu carefour tuu...
stop kt tepi jln.
ok....tyr pancit



[carefour]

so, i park the car kt tepi jln n walked to k4 ngn alang while my bro n mom kt umah try getting a mechanic to change the flat tire
(time tu jack krete takde lak kn dlm krete..huk2)
smbil tu i called up my fren y tggl kt subang.
turns out die time tu de kt sunway n mmg nk balik umah dh.
so,he told us he will be coming to help out..

i told alang to balik dulu...tp alang tggu gak.
risau....
huah. terharuu~

so my fren came.
tp..tk berjaye lak.
smpai dah berpeluh2 kot nk bukak flat tire tu..

so,me n alang waited for the mechanic y my mom manage to contact.
nasib baik 4rm tru insurance company.
so i dun need to pay at that time.

smpai2 umah dh kol 9mlm.
gile laaa....
dr kol 10pg smpai mlm pusing2 subang.
driving around a lot...

den..tup...tido~
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thnks alang~
uve made my day :)
hohooo~

Believe me..im trying

by Wahab Bin Munabbih:


Sesungguhnya Iblis pernah bertemu dengan Nabi Allah Yahya bin Zakaria a.s,
lalu Nabi Zakaria a.s berkata kepada Iblis:
"Ceritakan kepadaku tabiat perangai manusia menurut pandangan kamu".

Lalu Iblis menjawab:


[GOLONGAN PERTAMA]
manusia seperti kamu ini, terpelihara dari kejahatan dan dosa.

[GOLONGAN KEDUA]
mereka yang berada dalam genggaman kami sebagaimana bola berada di tangan anak-anak kamu. Mereka menyerah diri mereka bulat-bulat kepada kami.


dan..

[GOLONGAN KETIGA]
golongan yang sangat sukar untuk kami kuasai mereka.

Kami menemui salah seorang dari mereka dan kami berjaya memperdayakannya
dan mencapai hajat kami tetapi ia segera memohon keampunan (bila ia sedar)
dan dengan istighfar itu rosaklah apa yang kami dapati darinya.

Maka kami tetap tidak berputus asa untuk menggodanya dan kami tidak akan mendapati hajat kami tercapai.

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i cant promise to stop it,
but i promise to ignore it as much as possible..

i cant promise to do what u guys expect me to do,
but i promise to respect and take into account ur concerns..

im battling with myself more than u know..

i promise this...
i will keep on trying.
even if i fail a thousand time..
because i wanna be in that 3rd group.
not that perfect to be in the 1st,
yet not giving up and be in the 2nd.
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mengejar Mardhatillah
ingin menjadi Mardhiah-Mu

salam.

Lalalaaa~

itu je mmpu ku kate dlm keadaan busy n tensen y kritikal ini..

'Allah grant me..
the serenity to accept the things i cannot change,
the courage to change the things i can,
and the wisdom to know the difference.'

insyaAllah3x..
ku bt termmpu dn terbaik y boleh.
kalo dah mmg tak smpt or tak sempurna, ku redha jelaaa...

cant wait for next week..
a week holiday at home!
hik3


salam.

note2self

[a challenging stage of my life being a 2nd year archi student, critical year of my study.
wish me all da best! ^_^ This poem is made after my bestie, mohaimin had asked me about life and has been a personal note for myself..]


Dear beloved,

Life isn’t always like we dreamt of or as perfect as we planned.

Yet, in that imperfection and exhaustion,

that is the life we were destined to live through…

so we will learn to appreciate the imperfection of the result,

which is better than the unfortunates..

and even better than the worse that could happen.

So we will learn to see with the right sight and see the positive side of it.

From disappointment, we find courage..

From failure, we find strength..

From difficulties, we find possibilities.

Succeeding is not always about to reach the end or the top.

But it can be the success of reaching the end or climbing to the top.

There are things gained in the way there…

skills, foes, support, braveness.

When we are defeated,

we will be determined to win.

So what we will be determined to do if we already won an easy battle?

Failure is not about losing.

That’s just minor.

The major failure is you to stop and stare rather than getting up and run.

Even in the hassle, exhaustion, trifles in the way…

that’s what makes the imperfect perfected.

Imperfect situation yet perfected with the effort to solve and bear the problem.

So, my dear beloved..

It’s not all about meeting up with the requirements..

or datelines.

It’s about performing your work excellently and sincerely.

Love to do it!

motivate by it!

And most of all,

its all about walking towards mardhatillah

and being mardhiah.

with love,

mardhiah..the beloved

[setiap perkara y berlaku pasti ade hikmah, bukan? :]

Absence of a Professor's Brain

[just an article i like to share...i find it to be quite interesting. copy-pasted from iluvislam.com. enjoy!]

At an educational institution:
Professing to be wise, they became fools ....


"okay,class. let me explain the problem science has with God."

The atheist professor of philosophy pauses before his class and then asks one of his new students to stand.

"You're a Muslim, aren't you, son?"
"Yes, sir."
"So you believe in God?"
"Absolutely."
"Is God good?"
"Sure! God's good."
"Is God all-powerful? Can God do anything?"
"Yes."

The professor grins knowingly and considers for a moment.

"Here's one for you. Let's say there's a sick person over here and you can cure him. You can do it. Would you help them? Would you try?"
"Yes sir, I would."
"So you're good...!"
"I wouldn't say that."
"Why not say that? You would help a sick and maimed person if you could in fact most of us would if we could... God doesn't."

[No answer]

"He doesn't, does he? My brother was a Muslim who died of cancer even though he prayed to God to heal him. How is this God good? Hmmm? Can you answer that one?"

[No answer]
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The elderly man is sympathetic.
"No, you can't, can you?"
He takes a sip of water from a glass on his desk to give the student time to relax. In philosophy, you have to go easy with the new ones. Let's start again, young fella."

"Is God good?"
"Er... Yes."
"Is Satan good?"
"No."
"Where does Satan come from?" The student falters.
"From... God..."
"That's right. God made Satan, didn't he?"

The elderly man runs his bony fingers through his thinning hair and turns to the smirking, student audience.

"I think we're going to have a lot of fun this semester, ladies and gentlemen."

He turns back to the Muslim.

"Tell me, son. Is there evil in this world?"
"Yes, sir."
"Evil's everywhere, isn't it? Did God make everything?"
"Yes."
"Who created evil?"
[No answer]
"Is there sickness in this world? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All the terrible things - do they exist in this world?"

The student squirms on his feet.

"Yes."
"Who created them? "
[No answer]

The professor suddenly shouts at his student.

"WHO CREATED THEM? TELL ME, PLEASE!"

The professor closes in for the kill and climbs into the Muslim's face. In a still small voice:
"God created all evil, didn't He, son?"
[No answer]

The student tries to hold the steady, experienced gaze and fails.Suddenly the lecturer breaks away to pace the front of the classroom like an aging panther.The class is mesmerized.

"Tell me," he continues,"How is it that this God is good if He created all evil throughout all time?"

The professor swishes his arms around to encompass the wickedness of the world.

"All the hatred, the brutality, all the pain, all the torture,all the death and ugliness and all the suffering created by this good God is all over the world, isn't it, young man?"
[No answer]
"Don't you see it all over the place? Huh?"

Pause.

"Don't you?"
The professor leans into the student's face again and whispers,
"Is God good?"
[No answer]
"Do you believe in God, son?"

The student's voice betrays him and cracks.

"Yes, professor. I do."

The old man shakes his head sadly.
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"Science says you have five senses. you use to identify and observe the world around you. You have never seen God, Have you?
"No, sir. I've never seen Him."
"Then tell us if you've ever heard your God?"
"No, sir. I have not."
"Have you ever felt your God, tasted your God or smelt your God...in fact,do you have any sensory perception of your God whatsoever?"
[No answer]
"Answer me, please."
"No, sir, I'm afraid I haven't."
"You're AFRAID... you haven't?"
"No, sir."
"Yet you still believe in him?"
"...yes..."
"That takes FAITH!"

The professor smiles sagely at the underling.According to the rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol,science says
"your God doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son? Where is your God now?"
[The student doesn't answer]
"Sit down, please."

The Muslim sits...Defeated.
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Another Muslim raises his hand.

"Professor, may I address the class?"

The professor turns and smiles.
"Ah, another Muslim in the vanguard!Come,come, young man. Speak some proper wisdom to the gathering."

The Muslim looks around the room.

"Some interesting points you are making, sir. Now I've got a question for you. Is there such thing as heat?"
"Yes," the professor replies.
"There's heat."
"Is there such a thing as cold?"
"Yes, son, there's cold too."
"No, sir, there isn't."

The professor's grin freezes. The room suddenly goes very cold. The second Muslim continues.

"You can have lots of heat, even more heat, super-heat, mega-heat,white heat, a little heat or no heat but we don't have anything called 'cold'.We can hit 458 degrees below zero, which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold,otherwise we would be able to go colder than 458 - - You see, sir, cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold.

Heat we can measure in thermal units because heat is energy.Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it."

Silence. A pin drops somewhere in the classroom.
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"Is there such a thing as darkness, professor?"
"That's a dumb question, son. What is night if it isn't darkness?What are you getting at...?
"So you say there is such a thing as darkness?"
"Yes..."

"You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is not something, it is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light but if you have no light constantly you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? That's the meaning we use to define the word. In reality, Darkness isn't.

If it were, you would be able to make darkness darker and give me a jar of it. Can you...give me a jar of darker darkness,professor?"

Despite himself, the professor smiles at the young effrontery before him.This will indeed be a good semester.

"Would you mind telling us what your point is, young man?"
"Yes, professor. My point is, your philosophical premise is flawed to start with and so your conclusion must be in error...."

The professor goes toxic.
"Flawed...? How dare you...!"
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"Sir, may I explain what I mean?"

The class is all ears.

"Explain... oh, explain..."

The professor makes an admirable effort to regain control. Suddenly he is affability itself. He waves his hand to silence the class, for the student to continue.

"You are working on the premise of duality,.." the Muslim explains,
"..that for example there is life and then there's death; a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, science cannot even explain a thought.It uses electricity and magnetism but has never seen, much less fullyunderstood them. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life, merely the absence of it."

The young man holds up a newspaper he takes from the desk of a neighbor who has been reading it.

"Here is one of the most disgusting tabloids this country hosts, professor. Is there such a thing as immorality?"
"Of course there is, now look..."
"Wrong again, sir. You see, immorality is merely the absence of morality. Is there such thing as injustice? No. Injustice is the absence of justice. Is there such a thing as evil?"

The Muslim pauses.

"Isn't evil the absence of good?"

The professor's face has turned an alarming colour. He is so angry he is temporarily speechless.

The Muslim continues.

"If there is evil in the world, professor, and we all agree there is, then God, if he exists, must be accomplishing a work through the agency of evil. What is that work, God is accomplishing? Islam tells us it is to see if each one of us will,choose good over evil."

The professor bridles.

"As a philosophical scientist, I don't vie this matter as having anything to do with any choice; as a realist, I absolutely do not recognize the concept of God or any other theological factor as being part of the world equation because God is not observable.

I would have thought that the absence of God's moral code in this world is probably one of the most observable phenomena going...." the Muslim replies.
"....Newspapers make billions of dollars reporting it every week! Tell me, professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?"
"If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process,young man, yes,of course I do."
"Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?"

The professor makes a sucking sound with his teeth and gives his student a silent, stony stare.
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"Professor. Since no-one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavour,are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you now not a scientist,but a priest?"
"I will overlook your impudence in the light of our philosophical discussion. Now, have you quite finished?"
the professor hisses.

"So you don't accept God's moral code to do what is righteous?"
"I believe in what is - that's science!"
"Ahh! SCIENCE!" the student's face splits into a grin.
"Sir, you rightly state that science is the study of observed phenomena. Science too is a premise which is flawed..."
"SCIENCE IS FLAWED..?" the professor splutters.

The class is in uproar.The Muslim remains standing until the commotion has subsided.

"To continue the point you were making earlier to the other student, may I give you an example of what I mean?"

The professor wisely keeps silent. The Muslim looks around the room.

"Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen air, Oxygen,molecules, atoms, the professor's brain?"

The class breaks out in laughter. The Muslim points towards his elderly, crumbling tutor.

"Is there anyone here who has ever heard the professor's brain...felt the professor's brain, touched or smelt the professor's brain?"

No one appears to have done so. The Muslim shakes his head sadly.

"It appears no-one here has had any sensory perception of the professor's brain whatsoever. Well, according to the rules of empirical, stable,demonstrable protocol, science, I DECLARE that the professor has no brain! As we can't feel it, we can't touch it, we can't ever smell it using our sense.

The Muslim sits... Because that is what a chair is for!!!

Tidak ada paksaan untuk (memasuki) agama (Islam);
sesungguhnya telah jelas jalan yang benar daripada jalan yang sesat.
Karena itu barangsiapa yang ingkar kepada Thaghut
dan beriman kepada Allah,
maka sesungguhnya ia telah berpegang kepada buhul tali yang amat kuat
yang tidak akan putus.
Dan Allah Maha Mendengar lagi Maha Mengetahui.
[Al-Baqarah: 256]

14-16: KaedFest '09

nothing much to tell. wasnt there at the time. huk3..
gtg..
busy2 week :P

later~~

7-10 August : Trip To Penang ^_^

...ngn studiomates y berjumlah 39org
...ngn naik tren ktm dr kl central to butterworth
..ngn budget overall y hmpr cecah rm200 :'(

...ngn tujuan bt task b4,during,after naik train where setiap grup , 1org berlakon jd 1 watak y:
-org bisu n pekak
-buta
-lumpuh kaki
-kudung tgn

agak klaka la at first tp rase kesian kt org y betul2 disabled.
susah kot nk travel ngn keadaan gitu.
ok..back to the story.
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FRIDAY
[KLCentral: Waiting For The Train]

gara2 h1n1 y semakin byk effect people, ktrg sume beli mask, hnd sanitizer.
prevention is better than cure kaan...:P
umi pun dah risau ak nk travel time2 gini. dun wori, umi! hii~
cube korang bygkn..
39 teenagers pakai mask ngn jakunnye n excitednye n duk kt satu tmpt.
mmg kene pndg pelik la ngn org2 kt klcentral tu. haha~


[KTM Train: A Long Ride to Butterworth]

wiii~
1st time naik tren to penang!
seyes excited smpai takleh nk tido.
gerabak ktrg paling hujung. so nk p cafe tu, kene redah 7 gerabak u smpai.
mahal kot mknn kt cafe tu. saje p cz nk main uno. 3 4 game kot main. hmpr 2 jam main uno jer! al maklumla..
hmpr 8jam perjlnn.


[Butterworth: Here We Are!]


dah sampai ke butterworth!
i think this is my 1st time to penang. gile excited!
lepas trn tren, bro suhaimi (studio master ktrg) y tgh tggu kite kt penang bg ktrg sume burger. yum2:)
pastu, naik ferry n den naik bas skul n gerak ke Anggerik Inn. time tu dh nk kol 12.
mndi2 pastu terus tido cz penat. huaah.
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SATURDAY

[Breakfast & Checked Out Inn]
[Queensbay Mall: Shopping!]


awal2 tu, ktrg agak konpius nape kite dtg jauh2 ke penang tp p shopping complex jer.
cm takde tujuan jer. tgh jln2, aku n geng ku ternmpk fish spa n tmpt foot massage.
aku n bell tetibe berplan u bt surprise u nad
(time trip la die nk sakit kaan..
tmbh lg die mmg kempunan nk fish spa sbb ritu tak smpt nk bt kt jj wangsamaju..ngee~)
So, ktrg saje la suh die masuk. pastu ktrg bayar u die. hehe~
zaff pun join skali. smntare tu hjr n bell bt foot massage. takleh blah..
aku? aku tmpg gembire je. hii~
lps2 tu,rayau2 dlm tu n p fud court mkn.


[Check In Garden Hotel: RNR-Rest N Relax]
Zzz.....


[Padang Kota Lama: A Walk to Remember]

takde program ptg smpai mlm. rase ngntk..
tp bile pk y dah spent byk u dtg ke penang ni, ak n geng aku gagahkn diri u bgn dr katil,
kuar dr hotel dn naik bas rapid.
ktrg p pdg kota lama:)
siar2, snap2 pics, main2 kt playground, renung2 kt beach situ.
amat tenang dn nyaman...

balik tu ktrg naikla bas rapid. bdgt nk turun kt tmpt y kite naik td.
tggu komen tggu..tadaa~
dah terlanjak smpai ke batu feringgi! hahah~ (gelak nervously)
nasib baik la pakcik bas tu tak mintak byr lebih n bg ktrg naik.
pastu, die y stopkn ktrg kt tmpt hotel tu. hohoo~
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SUNDAY
[Monkey Beach: I love Penang!]



yaaa....ini br la dikatekn trip ke penang! hik3...y excitingnyer:
1-naik speedboat y mmg speeeed habis! :)
2-msk n mkn bbq
3-n lastly...main jetski!

actually aku nk mndi kt pntai tu tp most of the gurls xmo mndi cz kate takde tmpt nk tkr baju. frust2~
takbleh ni tak bt pape. pastu, mmbr2 ku ajak main jetski. fulamak! tak prnh naik!
so, aku n zaff pun ngn semangatnye negotiate ngn bro jg jetski tu u trnkn hrge u naik hmpr nk stgh jam! brjaye gak.

'bawak jetski ni cam bwk motor tau..'
'zaff..ko bawak la.ko kn reti bwak motor'
'kau la! kate ritu dah prnh try bawak'
'weh..ritu try pusing2 tasik uia je kot. ko la'
'ko la!'

last2, aku bawak.

'bro, jetski ni leh terbalik tak?'
'tak..tp kalo bawak cam syaiton blh la'

so..mule la aku bawak. mule2 cuak..lame2 seronok.
tekan smpai habis n dah terlompat2 dah jetski tu.haha~ hmpr la terbalik..heeheh~
sbb terlampau la best, ktrg naik bt kali ke-2. ngee~


[Batu Feringgi: Where Are Those Souvenirs?]

bought lots of souvenirs for my dear fam n frens back home n uia :)
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MONDAY
[KTM Penang: When A Few Minutes Matters]

long story short,
we missed our 7am train to kl n had to buy a new ticket which the next train will be at 9pm. huu..
we dozed off at the ktm chairs because we woke up at 4am jz to board that 7am-train.
then we when to penang megamall. rayau2 habiskn mase. nk balik... :(


[KTM Penang: Departure to KL]
finally...we got into the train, took our seats, n...Zzzz....


[KLCentral: Home Sweet Home]
we arrive at 530am.
never been that early at klcntral b4.
prayed, took lrt back to uia. reached at 730am. class at 830am...tired...tired...
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thats about it =)
salam

13-18 July: Ukhwah Bonding Week

ukhuwwah bonding week 08/09 [orientation week for new archi juniors to KAED]
jobscope: buy, prepare, serve and lastly consume food throughout the week.
delicious~ XP

eh, sampah ape tu?

ni bkn sampah,ok. inilah masterpiece grup aku-satu projek time week ni y kene bt in groups consist of 1st, 2nd, 3rd year. kate ukhwah bonding kaan...ngee~
meh nk stori sikit psl masterpiece kami ni..

materials: recycled things
subject: frank gehry (1 of the famous architects)
duration: 1 week

basically, masterpiece kami ni shows Gehry's 4 famous buildings y disusun dr kiri ke knn. pastu nape kene suluh lampu? haa...sbb..byg2 y terbentuk tu show another of his great building. hebat tak? hua3.. sape tak nmpk tu bukan bdk archi la tu. lalalaa~~

yaa...tu diaa...mknn y diserve olh kami budak catering time mlm penutup ukhwah bonding week ni. penat woo siapkn air n mknn sume dr pg smpai mlm, pastu serve lg. tp takpe! sbb ktrg dpt mkn lebih mknn tu. ehhehe~


thats all.
salam

More than a message received

It was short sem.
Baru habis crit 2 u projek multidip bookcafe kami.
Itu bermkna telah berhari2 bgn,tido,mkn, minum u projek.
Ngee~
hati seperti semakin kosong.
Mgkn sbb terlalu ’khusyuk’ ngn projek, hati dibiar tnpe dipantau.

Kepenatan teramat.
matahari telah membenamkn diri,
ku pule membaringkn diri..
merehatkn diri.
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Jika kamu menolong agama Allah,
Maka Dia pasti akan menolongmu
Dan teguhkan kedudukanmu
[Muhammad;7]

Pelik nape tetibe kwnku msg gini. But it made me wonder..Bagaimane nk tolong agama Allah?

Yup. Tq for the reminder.
Everyday aku fkrkn perkare ni.
Ku taktau exactly pe perlu bt tp ku bt termampuku.
Jz hope I can do more.

Be da best!
Jd org kaya dn sumbangkan u agama.
Masa muda bkn u suka ria sahaja.
Pada aku, mase muda adalah u merancang.

Yup.
betul kate kamu.
Pade ku pule, mase muda u preparation.
Prepare u hadapi ujian y lagi besar pd mase depan,
so perlula berjaye lalui ujian kecil pade mase ni.
Prepare u ajak ramai org,
so perlu berjaye atau biasekn ajak org2 terdekat.
Prepare u betulkn org lain,
so perlu betulkn diri dl.

Y last tu mcm krg tepat aku rase.
Nk tggu diri sendiri sempurna,
smpai bebile pn xdpt tgr org.

Yup.kamu betul.
Mksdku td,
b4 nk baikkan org,
kene baikkan diri dl.
Like Ali Ibnu Abi Talib said,
’sesape y jadikn dirinya pemimpin org lain,
prlu ajr diri sndiri sblm ajar org lain.
Ajr dgn perilaku sblm tutur kate.’
”Amat besar kemurkaan Allah bile kamu katekan ape y tak kamu lakukan”
As-Saff:2

Bgs2 kamu.chaiyok2..:)

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more than a message received into my hp but also a message to the heart
hoping for more than a reply 4rm my hp but also my reply to the hearts of others too...

but the question still lingers dat night till now...
bagaimane menolong agama Allah?
hrmm...

mengejar Mardhatillah
ingin menjadi Mardhiah-Mu

salam

How Heavenly For Her

How heavenly for her,

touched by His incomparable care,

protected and sealed,

from the treacherous, misleading of the world.

Though impossible to live her life flawlessly,

she knows....

she's in peace.

For He sought to grasp her heart,

as she has fallen deeply for Him,

everyday she spoke of Him.

And without a doubt.....

smiles for the promises He made for her.

How heavenly she thought,

if she is to be the beloved....

by The Most Loving.

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As clear as her name,

loved by the one that loves her,

loved by him,

waiting every so often....

for her to realize,

how clear the mark she had made in his heart.

As clear as her name,

he loves her dearly.

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She wonders,

heart filled with her devotion for Him,

eagerly awaits for Him to call her name,

longing for her eyes to capture the warmth of His face.

She wonders,

was it fate that brought him here..

to appear before her eyes?

believing He purposely destined him to be near her,

beloved by The One and the chosen one.

Or the love she has for Him...

will stay strong in the presence of him.

Will she let Him fade from her heart for him?

Will she let him take her from Him?

she wonders....

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He..

she cant live without,

she knows she cant.

Forgetting Him or forgotten by Him,

risking of losing Him forever,

or naively makes Him wait...

for her to come back.

he...

knocks her door...gently,

calling to be answered...softly,

she leans on the other side of the closed door,

face buried in her shaking hands,

thinking....

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'Help me...' she whispered to Him,

hoping for Him to whisper back,

is he welcomed or to be ignored?

she can bear losing everything,

even him.

yes...even him.

but to lose Him..

her life meant nothing.

'Help me!' she cried to Him,

Him and him?

Him or him?

silently questioned.

carefully answered.

frequently corrected.

hopefully settled.

-the beloved-