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Difference

In me, monolog, thoughts on May 31, 2008 at 11:31 am

In biology, I learned about biodiversity… Which essentially means variety between species… And also variety within the same species… So morphologically, physically and metabolically, a species differs from another species… In these differences, there is harmony…

Like human, there are different races… Colored and non colored (Even though if you’re colorless you’re transparent)… The straight haired and the not so… Hehe… The oriental eyed and the big eyed… Some may be small and timid while the other might have a big body build-up…

We don’t have to look too far to see this ‘phenomenon’… In my chalet, there are four people… Four very very different people… For starters, we all came from different backgrounds… In my room there are one from Ipoh, one from KL, one from Johor and one from Selayang…

From my observation (I tried to be objective in this), I lived with someone who knows not how to be angry… There is also one who is so poyo at times, but is a very good listener… Not to miss, one who somehow doubt himself at times (from what I see) but always scored in exams… Me? I don’t really have much say in how I fared in this department… Well, those are just a few differences we had among dozens others…

Actually if we are looking for difference, than that’s what we’ll find… Now let us look on similarities between my chalet-mates…

Hmm…

Hmm…

Huh…

Susoh jugok sebenonye nak caghi kesamaan ni ye… Tapi kalau nak diikotkan, ade je…

Ahha!!!

One thing that we have in common is that all four of us love Honey Stars… We’ll usually eat it together in the common room… Complete with milk and sometimes drinks… When it comes to stuffing in our stomaches, we put aside our differences… Well, effortlessly… (I don’t think I ever noticed that we’re somewhat different from each other)

Secondly, we used to love dancing… Inspired by Step Up 2, there are nights when we will shut the light, close the curtains, locked the door and let the music blasts… We’ll make moves and taunts… Which are most of the times stupid and embarrassing… But we did it anyways… Hmm… Missed those days… Now we didn’t do it no more… Not because of our differences… Instead it’s because of the need to focus on the exams and unavailability of good music to dance to…

So I guess differences don’t really hurt ain’t it? In fact it provides variety… Quoting Topan, “Lagi banyak attitude lagi bagus… Lagi banyak to be picked and chose from” Well, at least in a micro scale such as my chalet… I don’t know (and don’t want to know… xp…) about what happened in other chalets…

But this world is not a fairy tale (nor it a chalet tale)… In other parts of the world, differences are magnified and often used as an instrument for propaganda, for one’s own end, for fueling hatred… Difference can fuel hate and… Well, you do the projection… But what I fear the most is that I can see droplets of ‘difference’ gasoline being put into the flame of hatred by mainstream media… If any of you noticed… A known news paper has recently feed the people with the mentality of you vs me… The articles clearly forced Malaysians to pick sides… When the sides are actually creation of the emotional, not intellectual part of the human mind…

Tapi sebenonye teman takut kalau teman tak leh fly… Pase tsunami politik sekaghang ni memang melibatkan sume oghang… Berseranggoh!!!

Find similarities in differences, not further detailed differences within differences…

Maen Hujan…

In hehe, me on May 31, 2008 at 4:23 am

…memang best!!!

Hehe…

Thanks to Najib who took this picture… And thanks too to Wan for the camera…

Mr. Mraz Did It Again… (For me, at least…)

In lagha, me, music on May 30, 2008 at 11:54 am

We Sing We Dance We Steal Things

This is the latest album from Jason Mraz @ Mr. A-Z… Which I’ve been anticipating for quite a while… Since he released the first EP of I’m Yours, I’ve been waiting for this to come out… And finally it is out!!!

For any fans of Mraz or people who used to listen to his music, this latest installment might give surprises… Firstly, the second track “I’m Yours” (which is released waaaay earlier) is rejuvenated with some reggae style singing and music… And I personally love this new version… It’s more upbeat and energetic…

And Secondly because, in comparison to Waiting for My Rocket to Come and Mr. A-Z… There’s less emphasis on the guitar… And more usage of techno and funky music… And horns and harps too (If my ears are correct)… Which I believe deviates his genre from being Indie to Pop (a little, not entirely)… But his music is still definitely contemporary… With the way he used his mouth to give beats (Like pa rappa pa pap pa… hehe)… All in all, his music and lyrics are still his… Like Kim said, “He’s a music genius”… Can’t agree more…

Moreover, his collaboration with Colbie Caillat and James Morrison are sterling… Like in biology, cross pollination promotes heterozygosity… Hence promote hybrid vigour… Like in this album, it worked wonders…

I don’t care if people said that Mraz has lost his ‘Indie’ touch… For me he didn’t lose anything… He simply evolved… For the better, obviously…

Favourite track? All of them…

Random…

In Bahasa Perak, Him, me, plagiarized, thoughts on May 30, 2008 at 11:09 am

Alhamdulillah… Chemistry finally came to its end, well, as far as A Level is concerned… I bet there’ll be more Chemistry ahead… Waiting for me somewhere (If I manage to get there)…

So how did it (the practical paper) went? I can say it went wrong now… I can say it went well too… But in the end, the result that will come out later that matters… Like Najib (bukan Najib Razak, tapi Awang Najib) said, “Tengoklah result nanti”…

Today I want to talk about nothing in specific… Well, generally what I’m gonna write is about a man’s/woman’s worth… And what determines it?

First of all, I’m going to clarify that man/his/him that I’m gonna use beyond this point doesn’t refer solely to man… Where applicable, it might be used to represent both sexes… I’m no sexist… I’m just too lazy to write man/woman, his or her, him or her, he or she… So bear with it…

K, back to business…

Let us calculate the composition of a standard human body… 60% of the human body is water… The remaining 40% consists of proteins which are largely made of carbon, hydrogen, oxygen, traces of phosphorus, calcium, zinc, copper and nitrogen… This 40% is used to form our eyeball, muscles, organs and brains…

I noticed that most of the materials needed are free…  Water, carbon, nitrogen, hydrogen, nitrogen and oxygen are all free… The rest all can be obtained or bought from Pasar Malam… Some spinach and lettuce will do… If we buy in bulk, the seller might introduce some discount due to second degree price discrimination (may not make sense to anyone, but this is what a friend (future accountant) told me)… So instead of RM 220, we may end up spending only RM200…

Due ghatoih(ratus)? Mughoh beno… Kambeng kat kampong teman pon lagi mahe(mahal)… Sekor, lime ghatoih(ratus)…

What then, is the worth of a person in this world? Like Osama Laden, is it $25 million (Due to his bounty)? Or maybe $250 million for David Beckham (His L.A. Galaxy contract)? Is Beckham then, worth more than any other person in this world? Is Beckham any better than a doctor who saves lives… Or is he any better than a biotechnologist who will design a cure for AIDS (Insyaallah)? What is Beckham’s worth when compared to a teacher? No… They are incomparable…

Conclusively… I guess you all know already what’s the worth of a man… It’s obvious… And I hope you all are aware we can never say that “I’m better than him…” or it’s permutations… And I also hope that you know that our measure of someone’s worth is worthless compared to His measurement…

Oh Lord, forgive me, for I have sinned…

Baba’s

In hehe, me on May 30, 2008 at 10:07 am

Baba’s serbuk kari ikan serta ayam dan juga kambing,

Baba’s tepung kuih-muih yang sungguh enak sekali,

Baba’s memang sudah terkenal di seluruh Malaysia… (This is the part that Jalur Gemilang came out in the adverts)

Baba’s…..

 

Hmm… This is the song that’s currently loved by me and my chalet-mates… Hehe… Lyrics is courtesy of Mior…

xp

My Kryptonite

In me, thoughts on May 29, 2008 at 1:03 am

My kryptonite is not my boo… Hehe… I don’t even have a boo, by the way…

 

When I say that I’m weakened by the thing that the person did, It can be funny to some and unacceptable to the other, but I truly feel weak too… Literally… I do…

Which leads me to making fun of this person… BEHIND this person’s back… Day in day out… This person is my source for laughter and jokes… I’ve made fun of every aspect of this person’s life (well… Almost…)… I never thought of this person like other people – emotional, normal human being… Just because of that funny thing… I forgot…

Then came yesterday morning…

It feels very bad when a person who you made fun of all the times, turned out to be one of the people who cared about you… Who wants to know what’s happening in your life… Who cared to know… Who took the time to sit down and talk to you…

Sorry… 

I’m still learning…

Don’t Look Away…

In Poem, hehe, me, thoughts on May 29, 2008 at 12:40 am

Because it hurts… 

 

As you passed, quickly…

Time paused, agonizingly…

Expecting something,

But I’m getting nothing…

Hoping to see your face,

Your back that’s in place…

 

Hmm…

 

Heading opposite directions,

As we become nearer, there’s commotion,

I looked and you can too,

But you chose not to…

 

Why?

 

Turn to me,

So I can see…

Your face…

Your gaze…

If there’s a sweet smile,

Instead of a penetrating gaze

I can smile back… And be relieved…

 

Doesn’t make any sense? Hehe… It never meant to have sense!!! As long as I understand it, it’s perfect!!!

We learn much from the disagreeable things people say, as they make us think, whereas the good things only make us glad, nothing more… 

Badminton and Tennis

In badminton, me, thoughts on May 28, 2008 at 10:59 pm

Today, officially it’s my sixth time (if memory serves) playing tennis in this college… Once at my old school in Cheras… Back then, I thought it’d be my first and last time playing tennis, when I sent the ball over the fence, into the bush, never to be found… Hehe… So, in total I’ve played tennis 7 times…

K, back to business… First of all, I am not comparing this to racket game in terms of their gameplay… I just want to outline their little differences… That’s all… They are both awesome in their own way… And I want to master both… I want to enjoy both…

One stark difference between playing badminton and tennis is their pace… Honestly, in badminton, the game is fast paced and at times abrupt… On the other hand, while I was playing tennis, time seems to slow down dramatically… I don’t know why… I guess tennis is slower compared to badminton… It’s obvious as badminton needs greater reflex in comparison to tennis…

Some data I manage to steal in the internet… Statistics don’t lie… But the people who made the statistic might be clouded in their judgement (What I learn in Sociology)…

At the 1985 All England (Tennis) Championships, Boris Becker defeated Kevin Curren 6-3, 6-7, 7-6, 6-4. At the 1985 World Badminton Championships in Calgary, Canada, Han Jian of China defeated Morten Frost of Denmark, 14-18, 15-10, 15-8. The following is a statistical comparison of those matches:

Time: Tennis, 3 hours and 18 minutes. Badminton, 1 hour and 16 minutes.

Ball/Shuttle in Play: Tennis, 18 minutes. Badminton, 37 minutes.

Rallies: Tennis 299. Badminton, 146.

Shots: Tennis, 1,004. Badminton, 1,972.

Shots Per Rally: Tennis, 3.4. Badminton, 13.5.

Distance Covered: Tennis, 2 miles. Badminton, 4 miles.

Badminton player played half the time, yet ran twice the distance, if you noticed…

But what tennis lacks in pace and stamina, it makes up with strength… Tennis racket is waaaaaaay heavier… There’s one time when I went to the MPH to play badminton after playing tennis… The badminton racket becomes so light, as light as if it is made of paper… Moreover, to hit an incoming tennis ball, you’ll need more might to send the ball over the net, while at the same time enduring the impact from the ball… In badminton, you can engage in a net play… Which significantly uses less strength… The only time you need real strength in badminton is when you’re smashing or doing back hand…

All in all… For me, while playing tennis there’s more joy when the ball is sent over the net… May be because I’m still new in tennis… A small step like that seemed like a giant leap…

I am not saying that one sport is better than the other… This is all about personal choices, about what kind of sports will fit each individual… So, if you love both, both it is… After all, variety is the spice of life…

A little piece of advice… If you want to play both, start with tennis first… Because in my case (the other way around), it didn’t went too well…

Am I bored of badminton? Maybe… Maybe not… Is there any joy left in it? Definitely!!!

Parents’ Wish (Must Watch)

In me, plagiarized, thoughts on May 28, 2008 at 4:20 pm

T.T…

Another good e-mail from Mrs Iffath Hasan…

This slideshow is soooooo sad… I’m never a fan of Josh Groban, but this song of his fits the slideshow… It breaks my heart… Please visit it… It’s important… For me, at least…

These wishes of theirs should be known by us all along… Should… But sometimes, reminders are needed… Because as a human, we always forget…

T.T

Two More To Go!!!

In Bahasa Perak, announcement, event, me, self pity, thoughts, you on May 28, 2008 at 4:05 pm

Alhamdulillah, at least three things went fine today, if not all… (One is still going on while I’m writing this)…

Oh lord, alhamdulillah for giving me the consciousness and sensibility to check and re-check my answers…

On both occasions (Chemistry P4 and M1), there were ten minutes left and by then only I realized my mistakes… Coincidence? Nah… God doesn’t play with coincidences…

I have nothing to say actually… Today is uneventful, excluding things that I prefer to keep to myself… Except for Miss (walaupon sebenonye die doh kawen) Shree reminded me to spread the words that as reaction kinetics didn’t come out today it might (no promises) come out later in the next paper…

Looking at the nature of reaction kinetics, it’s highly likely that it’s popular to come out as a practical question… (This is my just humble opinion, NOT Miss Shree’s, k?… So kalau nak maghoh(marah) nanti, maghoh teman… Usoh(usah) maghoh Miss Shree) However, she also reminded me (and all of you too) to not neglect other things as well… Be prepared for everything but be extra prepared for reaction kinetics…

This timid blog has little to no ability to spread the words… So if you guys don’t mind, please tell other people so that they can benefit from this information too, k?…

Why?

Doakan Kami…

In me, thoughts on May 27, 2008 at 10:10 am

Tomorrow, we, all the Chemistry students will be facing a monster (or big boss) called Chemistry… If all goes well and there’s a need for it, then we’ll have to meet another small boss, M1…

Swords, are yet to be polished… But it will be… hehe… Hopefully in time…

Skills, refined and refined… Again and again after years of countless battles…

Horses… Hoofs replaced… Saddles fastened, secured… 

Shield… Scarred but steady… Withstanding…

Armor… Heavy… Blindingly shining… 

Hehe… I’m far from ready… Just want to create the feel and elevate my confidence level…

Lastly… Pray for us… This paper is the turning point of everything…

Sometimes I wonder why are the birds singing… Today I finally got my answer… They are happy and cheerful… They feel alive… They don’t care about it’s still 5 in the morning… They don’t care that my alarm still has not gone off…

All in all, they are enjoying life…

Even if it rains… They can simply wait so they can sing again…

God knows better…

Dah… Gi study!!!

ENCORE : Smile!!!

In me, thoughts on May 26, 2008 at 5:42 pm

From the archive of M for Mucim, presenting… *Drum roll*

 

Ala Meor… Kalau meke udoh maleh tu kabo je le… Tok soh le meke beralasan lagi…

 

Genuine, sincere Smile is the noblest attire a man can have… You cannot compare it to all the branded clothes… Nike, Adidas, Gucci, Louis Vuitton, Von Dutch… Just name it, all the designer brands…

 

Smiling is a language that exists in every language in this world; you can naturally understand what it is in his head when you see an African aborigine smiles and even when a German smiles… You don’t need to actually know and understand the language to know that they are happy… For me the feeling of knowing that someone is happy, instantly makes me feels the same way… Which ended up with me smiling also…

 

Smile, grin, smirk, beam, they are all synonyms… Smile is a form of sedekah in Islam… By smiling you lose nothing but in return you gain a damned lot… You gain pahala, you yourselves can be happy, people can be happy as well… Smile does not consume a lot of your time, but sometimes the memory of it lasts forever…

Call them what you want… They are just the same… They are smiles…

Even when you are sad or in trouble, please smile even though people will think that you are maybe crazy… So what? What can their thoughts do? Smiling when you are in trouble shows that your inner-self is strong… It shows perseverance… It can perk up the weary, brings cheer to the discouraged, a sunshine to the sad and it is nature’s best antidote for trouble…

 

Hmmm…

 

Lastly, you cannot buy, beg, ask, borrow or steal a smile from somebody… That shows the value of a smile… When somebody smiles to you, you will return that smile… When other people saw you smiling at each other, he or she will start to smile too… Smile is a contagious disease… Supposedly… So spread this disease…

Chup! Coca-Cola~ Yeah~

In Bahasa Perak, health, me, thoughts on May 26, 2008 at 2:09 am

Tak nak!!!

One night… Two friends went to the vending machine… They then bought a canned tea and a can of Coca-Cola… Both of them went back to enjoy their drinks…

Then come another friend of theirs… The one who’s having Coca-Cola offered him the drink… Suddenly he said… I felt guilty drinking this… The one who’s offering it asked, “Why?”

He then said about Coca-Cola contributing some of their profits in helping Israel in building their military might… He said that he felt like he’s killing and hurting Palestinians for every penny spent on Coca-Cola… He ended up declining the offer…

Hehe… That’s what happened tonight in my chalet… Mior refused my offer because of the fear of hurting fellow Muslim brothers and sisters… This event really made me think… Very deeply… Next, came guilt…

Before this, I’ve received e-mail about boycotting American products for they have links with Israel… Honestly, I never took them by heart… Because no one ever did what Mior did to me and to himself… He declined my offer and stated the reasons… Right on my face!!! I guess, this is one of the many lessons learned the hard way… hehe…

Thanks Mior… Thanks soooooo very much!!!

I then googled about this… Just to seek information on this issue… To make things clear… Here are my findings…

What should I do? Should I trust Snopes which has been very helpful up till now? Or should I trust and official statement by Coca-Cola? Or should I trust the alternatives?                                                                   
Boleh je kalau Snopes tu nak tipu… Kalau tak betul la cerite ni, orang takkan bising kot…

I find this situation largely political… It’s amazing to see how people make everything political you know? Global warming, war, food shortage, natural disaster and now a beverage named Coca-Cola…                            
If the fact that Coke may have made Palestinians suffer still can’t stop you from consuming it, let’s look at what happen when you drink Coca-Cola… According to science… Perhaps you’ll consider not drinking Coke anymore… I found this when I was looking for evidence that Coca-Cola supports Israel… Which made me think even more…                                                                                                                                                  
In The First 10 minutes: 10 teaspoons of sugar hit your system. (100% of your recommended daily intake.) You don’t immediately vomit from the overwhelming sweetness because phosphoric acid cuts the flavor allowing you to keep it down.                                                                                                                              
20 minutes: Your blood sugar spikes, causing an insulin burst. Your liver responds to this by turning any sugar it can get it’s hands on into fat. (There’s plenty of that at this particular moment)                                   
40 minutes: Caffeine absorption is complete. Your pupils dilate, your blood pressure rises, as a response your livers dumps more sugar into your bloodstream. The adenosine receptors in your brain are now blocked preventing drowsiness.                                                                                                                           
45 minutes: Your body ups your dopamine production stimulating the pleasure centers of your brain. This is physically the same way heroin works, by the way.                                                                                         
>60 minutes: The phosphoric acid binds calcium, magnesium and zinc in your lower intestine, providing a further boost in metabolism. This is compounded by high doses of sugar and artificial sweeteners also increasing the urinary excretion of calcium.                                                                                                           
>60 Minutes: The caffeine’s diuretic properties come into play. (It makes you have to pee.) It is now assured that you’ll evacuate the bonded calcium, magnesium and zinc that was headed to your bones as well as sodium, electrolyte and water.                                                                                                                             
>60 minutes: As the rave inside of you dies down you’ll start to have a sugar crash. You may become irritable and/or sluggish. You’ve also now, literally, pissed away all the water that was in the Coke. But not before infusing it with valuable nutrients your body could have used for things like even having the ability to hydrate your system or build strong bones and teeth.                                                                                      
Tak kesoh le… Pase Israel ke, pase bahaya ke… Teman berazam beno nak ghentikan minom ayo coke ni…
Nothing excessive is good…

Kain Pelikat

In Bahasa Malaysia, hehe, me, monolog, real time, thoughts on May 25, 2008 at 1:28 pm

Kain Pelikat… Kain Sarong… Kain… Kaen… Longyi (in Myanmar)… Kain Sarung… Whatever… They’re all the same… They are a large sheet of fabric that’s usually wrapped around the waist… It’s a skirt in most westerners’ eyes…

Talking about skirt… It can be long and short… For men, example of short skirts are like scottish and celtic kilts and malay sampin… Long skirts, on the other hand, are our Kaen Pelikat, Indians’ Mundu and Madagascar’s lamba… More over, it’s also popular among women too… In Malaysia, my emak can be an example… In the west, female swimmers use it as a cover-up over swimwear…

Conclusively, it’s global and unisex… There’s no need for hesitation if you want to wear it… Because the whole world is wearing it anyway… Sadly, one thing that I notice is that wearing Kain Pelikat raises eyebrows, even in Malaysia… There was an occasion when my father and I had to go out at near midnight to Bank Islam near Masjid Jamek… Because he needed to deposit some important cheques… And people looked at us in amazement, just because we’re wearing pagodas and Kain Pelikat… Hmm… Malehlah nak cakap… Buat sakit ati je… I know it’s KL but it’s home too… It’s 30 minutes to midnight and they expected us to dress to heavens? 

Bukannye nak tayang dekat akad blok pun… (Reaksi penulis apabila ditego oleh akak kafe, berkenaan kaen pelikat yang dipake(pakai)nye) Teman pon tau bateh-bateh(batas-batas)nye…

Let me clarify… I’m not mad… Both of us (in both ocassions, me and my dad and me and akak kafe) had a good laugh, actually…

Hehe… Kain Pelikat I believe, is the epitome of practicality, if Ralph Lauren is the epitome of classic fashion… With Kain Pelikat, you simply wrapped it around your lower body… A few simple foldings later and there you are… A perfect ’skirt’…

Kain Pelikat also symbolizes freedom… Freedom of the what’s unseen and unsaid… ngahahahaha… Sorry for the profanity… xp… Ventilation is also top notch with Kain Pelikat…

It’s also because of it’s good fabric… It’s smooth as cotton and silky as silk… It comes with various qualities and brands… From 5000 threads to 10000 threads… From Gajah Duduk to Gajah Kursi (I don’t know what’s the link between elephants and textile)… But personally I prefer Atlas… Because it’s comfortable and simple… And most importantly, reasonably priced…

Kalau meke peghasan le… Ade sorang budak junior yang pake seluor yang buat daripade kaen sarong… Memang kemah(kemas=cara(cakap orang Johor)@gerek)!!!

One thing that lacks in a sarong I believe is the absence of pockets… With sarong, you’ll have to carry your wallet and phone in hands… Money bills, however, can be slit into the foldings…  Hmm… When will sarong maker introduce pockets into their products?

Pardon my Pelikat, k?…

Fail!!!

In hehe, me on May 25, 2008 at 3:31 am

 

Fail!!!

Hehe… Got this from The FAIL Blog… 

WordPress vs. Blogger

In me, monolog, review on May 25, 2008 at 3:27 am

I’m not comparing these two very amazing blog hosts… I’m not trying to say that Blogger users are cooler than WordPresser… The reason, then, for me writing this is because maybe, just maybe, some people who read my blog since those days (When I was still using Blogger) wondered why I changed from Blogger to…

 

Actually, there’s no concrete reason at all… I just got bored of my blogger layout… My experience with Blogger has been memorable, except for one thing… I can’t customize the header, even when blogger allowed its users to do so… The custom header just won’t show…

Nak edit HTML pulak macam tak reti…

So, feeling dejected, I decided to move from blogger to WordPress… And I never regretted doing so…

From my experience up till now, I can summarize that WordPress is comment-friendly but HTML no-no… Blogger, on the other hand is versatile…

It’s waaaaay easier to put comments (with the comment box is right below the post) in WordPress but you can’t put any chatbox, HTML script nor third party functionalities (like visitor tracker and Flickr Zeitgeist)… Which is a big downside for some Blogger users… But not for me…

Next is spam protection… With WordPress I’ve never got any spam… Unlike in blogger, I received comments with links to advertising sites and harmful (as in having spyware and virus) websites… Well… As long as you don’t click those links, you’ll be fine…

Lastly, which I find the best feature of WordPress… It has a good frontpage, showing all the featured blogs… There are also featured blogs according to tags… Which I also have been featured a few times (Well actually three times…)… xp and sorry (for talking big)…

Wahahahahahaha, itu le niat sebeno teman tuleh poih (post) ni…

If you guys want a more concise and comprehensive comparison between Blogger and WordPress… Do visit this Blogger user’s comparison chart…

Why need reason for everything?

Happy Birthday!!!

In event, hehe, me, monolog, real time, them, thoughts on May 24, 2008 at 9:06 am

Today is Mas’ birthday… So we did a very simple celebration for him… Even though it’s not as glamourous as Siti Nurhaliza’s birthday, like Mazzein said… More important are the thoughts and the presence of friends who are together to celebrate it with you…

At 0000 sharp, the ‘celebration’ begins… Firstly we thought of splashing the birthday boy with water… But suddenly someone mentioned about ‘burger’ and the rest is history…

The burgerers (Serap, Eddi, Najib, Nazri, Jimah, Me, Lawi, Dzul, Eddi) then waited in the TV room… Some were pretending to watch the TV, airing news on Malaysia’s loss of Pulau Batu Puteh… T.T… Some were studying…

But all are smiling in their hearts… Ngahahahaha…

So Syukri brought Mas into the TV room… Well, obviously Mas was expecting for people shouting “Surprise!!!” at him… But… That night was different… It seemed like no one was aware of his birthday… It seemed like everyone was so preoccupied with the news… It seemed like the past paper that they were doing is more interesting that Mas’ Birthday… Silence followed for the next thirty seconds… Poor Mas… hehe…

All of a sudden, Meor came near Mas and asked, “Pulau satu lagi dapat kat sape ha?” Mas tried to answer, but to his oblivion, Meor plunged him onto the floor…

This is what happened next…

Naseb meke la mas oiii…

Credits (for the picture and camera) to Eddi and Mazzein (Mazzein and Khairul, your absence is sorely missed!!!)

Then we did the obvious… Sing the ‘Happy Birthday To You’

That night there’s no cake… Instead we had ‘biskut kacang yang murah tapi sedap’ (20 cents a piece!!! What a bargain…)… And ‘rempeyek’… Courtesy of me… hehe… No picture because everything was finished within seconds… xp… 

Nuf said… Good luck in life Mas… Hopefully years to come are coming bright for you, Mas… Insyaallah…

Friendship forever…

Time

In me, thoughts on May 23, 2008 at 2:32 pm

I noticed that these days, time seems to flow so quickly… Too quickly… For me, at the very least…

At home I can’t help to notice my emak rushing to her workplace, after frantically preparing breakfast, do the laundry and send my brother to school (She had to come back after that)… Well, that’s just an example…

Despite all the machines science have helped built… Washing machine, dishwasher, microwave oven, gas stove (some got electronic hot plate)… Things that are supposed to help us save time… Well they did help but…

Despite everything being instant… Instant noodle, instant messaging, instant food, instant curry, instant coffee, instant coconut milk…

Despite food being fast…

I know it’s irrelevant to compare the time now and those days… When time felt so slow… So graceful…

Time is relative…

It’s Been One Year…

In announcement, event, me, thoughts, you on May 23, 2008 at 1:30 am

Peace, no war!!!

One year has passed… Have I changed at all? If I did change, is it for better or worse? If I didn’t change, does that mean I’m already good enough? Or does it means I’m doing fine? Or does that means I am simply too immature to change?

I know I am foolhardy when I comfort you,
But your tear-filled face is too beautiful and I can’t help it…
Became just a bit closer than friends,
You were my beloved treasure…

 

Though I cannot fly to the skies, I do have wings…
That’s your whispered password for me,
When our eyes met each other unexpectedly…

 

Though I cannot fly to the skies, I can give you my wings…
They will say, “You’re not alone anymore”,
And the words will tear off your loneliness…
Even pessimists can fall in love and be changed…
If the path you have choosen reaches a dead end,
Then why not lose yourself there…

Hehe… It has been one year since I started blogging… Actively… Exactly one year ago, I moved my blog from Friendster to Blogger… Then I exported everything to WordPress and here I am!!!

Huh… 360 posts… Nearly one post each day… Hehe…

It started to fill some free time I had sometimes… But as I write, I enjoyed it so much… Back then, no one really know the existence of my blog… Initially, I told no one but a couple of people in L-8 (Hmm… Memory…)… Pintevil’s Closet, X Nak Bagi Tau and now it’s M for Mucim (Actually there were several other names, but I couldn’t recall)…

Thanks to anyone who inspired me to blog… I really am glad for it!!! Thanks to the 10 persons who’ve been here almost everyday (I know, I have my sources… I also know your IP addresses… Once you leave a comment, next time you post another, even with alternate name, I’ll still know who you really are… Kinda creepy huh?) Thanks again…

To commemorate this event, I would like to bring you guys to my post on the very first day of my blogging era… Hehe that’s basically who I am last year… Here is the link…

We learn to do something by doing it… There is no other way… We can do anything if we put our focus on how to do it rather than on why we can’t…

ω Cerita Seram ω

In hehe on May 22, 2008 at 6:57 pm

Hmm… Morbid me…

This is NOT mine… I merely copied and pasted it here… Just so you guys can have a laugh too… Hopefully… In this hard time (for me, at least)… I believe that laughter is the best medicine…

Usually I’ll translate something in Bahasa Malaysia into English… Because I don’t like my blog to be ‘rojak’… But due to time constraint and fear of this story losing its original touch, I decided to post it as it is…

Finally, enjoy!!!

Pagi itu pagi minggu. Cuaca cukup sejuk sehingga mencapai takat suhu beku. Sebab itu saya tidak mandi pagi sebab air kolah jadi air batu dan air paip tidak mahu keluar sebab beku di dalam batang paip. Pagi itu saya bersarapan dengan keluarga di dalam unggun api kerana tidak tahan sejuk. Selepas itu emak saya mengajak saya menemaninya ke pasar. 

Tetapi saya tidak mahu. Selepas emak menikam perut saya berkali-kali dengan garpu barulah saya bersetuju untuk mengikutnya. Kami berjalan sejauh 120 kilometer kerana pasar itu letaknya 128 kilometer dari rumah. Lagi 8 kilometer nak sampai pasar saya ternampak sebuah lori kontena meluru dengan laju dari arah belakang. Dia melanggar emak saya. Emak saya tercampak ke dalam gaung. Dia menjerit “Adoi!”.

Lepas itu emak saya naik semula dan mengejar lori tersebut. Saya pun turut berlari di belakang emak saya kerana takut emak saya melanggar lori itu pula.

 

Pemandu lori itu nampak kami mengejarnya. Dia pun memecut lebih laju iaitu sama dengan kelajuan cahaya. Kami pula terpaksa mengejar dengan lebih laju iaitu sama dengan dua kali ganda kelajuan cahaya. Emak saya dapat menerajang tayar depan lori itu. Lori itu terbabas dan melanggar pembahagi jalan lalu bertembung dengan sebuah feri.

Feri itu terbelah dua. Penumpang feri itu yang seramai 100 orang semuanya mati. Pemandu feri itu sangat marah. Dia pun bertukar menjadi Ultraman dan memfire pemandu lori. Pemandu lori menekan butang khas di dalam lori dia.. lori itu bertukar menjadi robot Transformer. Mereka bergaduh di udara. Emak saya tidak puas hati. Dia pun terus menyewa sebuah helikopter di Genting Highlands dan terus ke tempat kemalangan.

Dia melanggar pemandu feri yang telah bertukar menjadi Ultraman itu. Pemandu feri itu terkejut dan terus bertukar menjadi pemandu feri semula lalu terhempas ke jalanraya. Pemandu feri itu pecah. Pemandu lori sangat takut melihat kejadian itu. Dia meminta maaf dari emak saya. Dia menghulurkan tangan ingin bersalam. Tetapi emak saya masih marah. Dia menyendengkan helikopternya dan mengerat tangan pemandu lori itu dengan kipas helikopter. Pemandu lori itu menjerit “Adoi..!” dan jatuh ke bumi.

Emak saya menghantar helikopter itu ke Genting Highlands. Bila dia balik ke tempat kejadian, dia terus memukul pemandu lori itu dengan beg tangannya sambil memarahi pemandu lori itu di dalam bahasa Inggeris. Pemandu lori itu tidak dapat menjawab sebab emak saya cakap orang putih. Lalu pemandu lori itu mati.

Tidak lama kemudian kereta polis pun sampai. Dia membuat lapuran ke ibu pejabatnya tentang kemalangan ngeri itu. Semua anggota polis di pejabat polis itu terperanjat lalu mati. Orang ramai mengerumuni tempat kejadian kerana ingin mengetahui apa yang telah terjadi.

Polis yang bertugas cuba menyuraikan orang ramai lalu dia menjerit menggunakan pembesar suara. Orang ramai terperanjat dan semuanya mati. Selepas itu emak saya mengajak saya ke pasar untuk mengelak lebih ramai lagi yang akan mati. Di pasar, emak saya menceritakan kejadian itu kepada penjual daging. Penjual daging dan peniaga-peniaga berhampiran yang mendengar cerita itu semuanya terkejut dan mati. Saya dan emak saya terus berlari balik ke rumah. Kerana terlalu penat sebaik saja sampai di rumah kami pun mati.

Itulah kemalangan yang paling ngeri yang pernah saya lihat sebelum saya mati.

Berape ramai la orang mati dalam cite ni…

Taukeh Cendol

In hehe on May 22, 2008 at 6:24 pm

Firstly, sorry if I caused anyone to puke… I know it’s disgusting… But I still want to post this picture… xp

Hehe…

 

Alhamdulillah

In Bahasa Malaysia, Him, crap, me, monolog, real time, thoughts on May 22, 2008 at 1:23 pm

Today’s exam is a surprise… Especially the essay part… Firstly it’s doable and I’m glad for that… I can’t help not to smile right after the exam…

Mase trial pun kamu kabo doable…Tapi dapat D juge sudohnye…

But I had one MAJOR concern… Because I didn’t circle my choice of essay at the front page… Stupid me…

Sape suruh idok bace arahan betoi2…

Let it be… I’ve strived… So now it’s time for letting go… Tawakkal…

Hmm… It’s easier said than done… They say worry casts a big shadow over a small thing… But I just can’t help thinking of the worst case scenario…

So I called Mr. Azman… Being a paranoid I am…

(This is a real conversation, not a monolog… Hehe…)

I’m glad with his reply…

“Don’t worry about it… Yang depan tu tak kesah la…”

Huh… Lege kamu Meor… Naseb baek…

And what’s more comforting is I can shed this burdensome worry… Worry, for me is not only bad… It’s annoying…

Topan, quoting from One Piece(When he endorsed me to call Mr. Azman… Just to confirm about things…)… ”We’re strong when we’re clear of things”

Which I believe is so true…

Whatever it is… Hang on Meor!!! Storm cloud spotted ahead… 

At times like this… There’s luck…

Hooray!!!

In hehe, man united, me, photo, thoughts, you on May 22, 2008 at 12:57 pm

Surreal…

This morning I was awaken by Mior at around 5.40 a.m. (if memory serves)… Someone I’ll remember as the bearer of good news… Hehe… I was half asleep and half awake… After hearing the word ‘Man U menang’, I forcefully entered the realm of reality… I was suddenly wide awake… I tried to process the information and I realized that I’m happy…

Van der Sar… My hero!!! I find this picture powerful…

What a good start for the day, huh? It helped a lot with relieving myself… Because I was freaking afraid of the exam… Certainly a booster!!!

Finally it’s a reality… Man U winning the Champions League was initially just a dream…

I didn’t watch the match… Due to the exam I had this morning… sigh… So I won’t say much (As seeing is believing)… So I’ll just write down some quotes from some of my fellow Man U supporters and friends…

Man U control first half tapi second half Chelsea control – Kim

Ronaldo penalti kena save… Anelka pun kena save… Tapi Terry sepak Van der Sar tak yah save pun… – Kim

Memang best gile… – Mior

Salam kemenangan – Thava

Yeah!!! – Meor

Jadikan sebagai pemangkin menjawab Bio!!! – Izzat

Jangan nak seronok sangat la… – Wan

Man U tu ape? – Fer

Hehe… K, I think that’s all… Just enjoy this successful year when we can… And here are some pictures… I claim no ownership over these pictures..

“Tupp” – Kim imitating the sound of the ball bouncing off Van der Sar’s hands…


The save by Cech’s face…

Glory, Glory, Man United…

Doakanku…

In Bahasa Malaysia, Poem, hehe, me, monolog, real time, thoughts on May 21, 2008 at 1:56 pm

So the time has come… Almost… 

For me to enter the battlefield…

With… Like JPah said…

Shield of Knowledge…

And stationaries as weapons…

 

Honestly, I don’t think I’ve prepared enough…

Honestly, I’m freaked out…

 

Pray for me…

So I have strength…

And more importantly, will…

There’s such thing as luck…

Monolog : Udoh le tu Meor… Ghentikan le mengarut-ngarut nie… Baik kamu pegi belajo…

Why Protected?

In announcement, crap, me on May 21, 2008 at 1:46 pm

Hmm… It’s to protect those who are close to me… So that they won’t be harmed because of my own incompetence…

And moreover, the content can be easily misunderstood and I don’t want people to speculate… 

Then why bother writing if you’re afraid of other people’s perception?

I know that whatever it is… People can and will perceive an information differently… But due to multiple number of reasons, I choose to minimize the possibility of conflict arising from this post… And I doubt it will cause anything at all… Even if I don’t password-protect it… Hehe… I guess I’m a freak when it comes to gatekeeping… Lastly, I believe that I have to write this… I just have to…

I trust that if you know the password, that means that you’re close enough to me (too close, I guess… xp…)… There’s no harm then in telling any of you (those who know the password) about this…

I never intended to be so self-centered but this has to be done…

Protected: PASSWORD : A Meaningful Song… Well… To Me, At Least… (Space sensitive)

In me, you on May 21, 2008 at 12:58 pm

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For Our Best

In Him, verses from Quran on May 21, 2008 at 1:31 am
Another e-mail I got from Mrs. Iffath Hasan…
First of all, credits to her for her efforts up till now… Credit also to Asma binti Shameem, for writing this amazing article…
Secondly, I claim no ownership over this material… I merely wanted to share this… Because I find it rather enlightening…
It’s quite long but I believe you won’t regret reading it…
Whatever Allah does… It is for our best 
by Asma binti Shameem
“The greatest reward comes with the greatest trial. When Allah loves a people He tests them. Whoever accepts that wins His pleasure but whoever is discontent with that earns His wrath.” (Saheeh al-Tirmidhi)
When my daughter was 2 years old, she loved to play with the water in the commode. Yes, that’s right… the commode. Yuck!! That’s nasty! You would say. But to her, that was the delight of the day! Splish… splash! To her there was nothing like it! And so when I would prevent her from it, she would scream and cry and wouldn’t want to stop. She didn’t understand how harmful that was for her. In her little mind, I took away something that she really enjoyed.
So trust Him….for, there is much reward in trusting Him… It is Jannah. And there is sin in distrusting Him. Calamities and disasters are a test, and they are a sign of Allah’s love for a person. They are like medicine: even though it is bitter, yet, in spite of its bitterness you still give it to the one whom you love…
 
“If you put your trust completely in Allah, He will arrange for your sustenance in the same way as He provides for the birds. They go out in the morning with their stomachs empty and return filled in the evening.” (Saheeh al-Tirmidhi).
The Prophet (sal Allaahu Alaiyhi wa Sallam) said:
 
“And when someone puts all his trust in Allah, He will be enough for him.” (Surah at-Talaaq:3)
And when I would take her to the doctor to have her immunization shots, she didn’t understand either. She would howl at the top of her lungs at the first sight of the needle and would run the other way. It would take two of us just to hold her down! To her, frankly, it was plain torture! Her innocent little mind simply could not even begin to understand how, on earth, could being tortured by a needle, be good for you?!! She didn’t realize that this ‘needle’ will Insha Allah protect her from certain illnesses and harm that is much more severe than the prick of this little needle.
 
So what’s the point here?
The point I am trying to make is that we, as parents sometimes do things for our kids, out of our great love and concern for them, which they may not understand. They do not see the wisdom behind it, although we do, and so we carry out those things because we know it will be better for them.
 
And for Allah is the Highest example.  (Surah Nahl:60)       وَلِلّهِ الْمَثَلُ الْأَعْلَىَ  
                                               
So when Allah Subhaanahu wa Ta’ala , in His Infinite Wisdom, tests us with a situation that we think is  difficult or takes away something that in our mind was good for us, we need to remember that perhaps it may not be so. Perhaps if we had continued in our way, it might have been harmful for us and whatever Allah decreed for us is actually better for us, for He is All-Wise and All-Knowing. 
Allah says:
“…and it may be that you dislike a thing which is good for you and that you like a thing which is bad for you. Allah knows but you do not know.” (Surah Baqarah: 216)
 
Al-Hasan al-Basri said:
“Do not resent the calamities that come and the disasters that occur, for perhaps in something that you dislike will be your salvation, and perhaps in something that you prefer will be your doom.”
Remember that we are dealing with the One who is Arham ar-Raahimeen, the Most Merciful of all that show mercy. All the mercy that we have in this world from Adam (Alaiyhi Salaam) to the Day of Judgment is only one hundredth of the Mercy of the Most Merciful. And He is Most Wise. He knows and we don’t know.
So have faith in Him and trust in Him and although, sometimes we may not understand the reason behind certain things, know that as long as you obey Him, whatever He will do for you is, in fact for your betterment.
 
So if Allah didn’t give you that big house, or that nice car you wanted or that big raise you were hoping for, know in your mind and believe in your heart that it is actually better for you. Who knows… maybe that big house, that car or that money would have become a source of ‘fitnah’ for you….Perhaps you would have become arrogant and conceited because of it, and Allah saved you from it. Because, you know that the Prophet (sal Allaahu Alaiyhi wa Sallam) said: “Any one in whose heart is even a mustard seed’s worth of pride will not enter Paradise.” (Muslim)
 
And if you have been sick and suffering, sure it is not easy. But again, know in your mind and believe in your heart that it is indeed better for you. For, if you bear patiently, it will be a means of expiation for your sins and a source of great reward. The Prophet (sal Allaahu Alaiyhi wa Sallam) said:
“There is nothing that befalls a believer, not even a thorn that pricks him, but Allah will record one good deed for him and will remove one bad deed from him.” (Muslim)
 
And:
“On the Day of Resurrection, when people who had suffered affliction are given their reward, those who were healthy will wish their skins had been cut to pieces with scissors when they were in the world (when they see the immense rewards for the afflictions they suffered).” (Tirmidhi-Saheeh by al-Albaani)
 
If Allah took away a dear, loved one, believe, from the bottom of your heart, that surely this was better. For, you never know, had the one who passed away lived longer, may be his life would have been one of sins and disobedience and Allah, out of His Mercy, took him before that… in a state of Iman.
 
And if life has been difficult, worries surround you and calamities after calamities befall you, hear the good news from the Prophet (Sal Allaahu Alaiyhi wa Sallam):
“Trials will continue to befall the believing man and woman, with regard to themselves, their children and their wealth, until they meet Allah with no sin on them.” (Tirmidhi– saheeh by al-Albaani)
 
Subhaan Allah! No sin?! And what is it from this world that you wouldn’t give up, just to meet Allah with no sin??!!
 
Remember that the One Who is testing you is the Most Wise, the Most Merciful and the Most Loving…..and that He did not send this calamity in order to destroy you….or cause you pain or finish you off. Rather, He is checking on you, testing your patience, acceptance and faith; it is so that He may hear your du’a and supplication, so that He may see you standing before Him….seeking His protection….filled with humility and complaining to Him, alone. The difficulties you face is a reminder for you to return to Allah and ask for forgiveness from Him. Who knows… if He didn’t give you the difficulty, maybe you would have strayed from Him far, far away….
  

Ibn Taymiyah said: “A calamity that makes you turn to Allah is better for you than a blessing which makes you forget the remembrance of Allah.” 

Thus in our times of trouble, when we go through pain and suffering and in our times of loss, we need to trust Allah. We need to keep in mind that as long as we fear Him and try our best to obey Him, He will never do us wrong. He will protect us and guide us and do the best for us, no matter what the situation apparently looks like. Allah says in a hadeeth Qudsi: 
“I am as my slave thinks of me and I am with him whenever he remembers me.” (Agreed Upon).
 
It is actually a sign of our weakness and shortsightedness, that we tend to focus on the calamities themselves, without paying much attention to the benefits that they may bring. We also forget to look at all other innumerable blessings that we enjoy and see around us.
Our minds, our logic and our senses cannot even begin to fathom the Wisdom, the Knowledge and the Hikmah behind Allah’s decisions and verdicts. It is He who is the Wise….it is He who is the Just and it is He who is the Knower of the unseen. If we trust in Allah, He will suffice and it is He who will grant us goodness in any situation and under any circumstances.
 
Islam telah bermula dengan dagang dan ia akan kembali dagang, maka berbahagialah mereka bersama Islam di waktu ia dagang - Hadith Riwayat Muslim
Thanks Jimah… Thanks sooooo much…

Exam Is Coming

In Bahasa Malaysia, Him, me, quotes, real time, self pity, thoughts on May 20, 2008 at 4:56 pm

Today, so many things happened… Some are rather perfect for the moment (which makes me excited)… While some are rather uneventful…

Firstly in the morning… I got my first surprise… Well not really… I’ve seen it coming… And it finally came… I’m glad for it… 

Secondly, is the fact that I skipped the Bio class… Wahahaha… It’s rather unexpected really… It being the last class made me feel that I’ve missed something… Hmm… T.T

Thirdly, I have this bad feeling… For what I’ve said and done in my previous posts… However, like Topan said… Terlajak breakfast boleh makan lunch… Quoting Kim, it’s good to feel guilty when it’s the right time to feel so…

Fourth, I learned that rezeki is everywhere… Look at ants… Our wastes are their food… So it doesn’t matter where you’re going… Because He is the greatest planner…

Putting all things aside, I honestly have just felt that the exam is coming today.. Just today… Well, it’s not that I’ve not been preparing… It’s just I need to do some really serious final preparation for the coming Paper 4 Bio… Oh Allah give me strength and will…

By the way Nazri (if you’re reading)…

God, grant me the serenity to accept things I cannot change… The courage to change the things I can… and the wisdom to know the difference…

Haha… xp

In Bahasa Malaysia, me, monolog, real time on May 20, 2008 at 4:32 pm

AMARAN : Ini bukanlah perbualan sebenar penulis dengan cikgunya… Ini hanyalah jiwa penulis bermonolog dengan jiwanya yang kusut-masai…

Sila rujuk latest post JPah (6 Free Blocks)… xp… (Siap ada caption ‘Tiada Dalam Gambar” lagi)

Sorry sir…

Saya tak tau ade kelas hari ni…

Ke terlupe?

Hari tu kate tertido…

Hari ni kate tak tau…

Hmm… Ape nak jadi?

Sorry sir…

Tak habes-habes sorry… Sikit-sikit sorry… Sikit-sikit sorry…

Sorry sir…

Ahh… It feels good…

In me, thoughts on May 20, 2008 at 8:15 am

I never felt anger without regretting it later… Ahhaha… Stupid me…

For a while I believe that my indignation was righteous, ethical, principled, appropriate and rightful… I kept saying to myself… Isn’t it the right reaction? Isn’t it my right to be angered of what have happened? Doesn’t me too need it to keep my emotion balanced?

But why losing it once in a while felt so wrong? The feeling of agony due to anger never lasts…

Usually “What the hell is wrong with me?” comes next… Hehe…

So it comes to my realization that the equation is rather simple… I was angry because things didn’t go my way… I then lose my temper and disappointment floods in…

But it sure feels good in the end… And it’s painful here and there… Really… I regret every bits of my anger…

Oh Allah… Grant me peace and patience…

It’s wise to direct your anger towards the problem, not the people… But… What if the people is the problem? Hehe… 

Feltbeats – Time Well Spent Medley

In lagha, music, song, video on May 20, 2008 at 2:39 am

Feltbeats a.k.a. Tom Felton a.k.a. Draco Malfoy

 

Facing Reality

In badminton, crap, me, self pity, thoughts on May 19, 2008 at 7:05 pm

I’ve realized, that…

I never felt anger without regret…

I’ve realized also, that…

The problem is not the game…

The problem is not other people…

The problem is not the racket…

The problem is not the net…

The problem is not the court…

The problem is not the shoes…

The problem is not the clothing…

The problem is not the shuttlecock…

The problem is not the smash…

The problem is not the intentional second smash…

The problem is what, then?

The problem is, I guess… I’ve given a small thing a very big shadow… It’s OK to be mad… But to let it control me and made me a slave in despair… And become mad in both senses of the word… That’s a problem… That’s so stupid of me… 

I’ve managed to put up a mental block to what has been haunting me… I’m not letting it to gain control over my life… Not anymore!!!

Indeed Topan, time heals everything… And it took time two days… Pretty impressive, I believe…

It’s Never Too Late

In Undefined on May 19, 2008 at 5:28 pm

A friend suggested this link for me… The website is amazing as I’ve been looking for the M1 November 2007 mark scheme for days…

Check it out!!!

Oh Friends…

In me, real time, thoughts on May 19, 2008 at 1:44 am

I know that you just came… And you’ll go right after this…

Why must friendship be like this? Is it a fitrah of humanity? To meet, to know and to part? To entertain, to be mad and to forgive? To forget?

Why don’t we share anything before the time comes? And in the end, albeit frantically trying… We shared nothing after all…

Before this it’s too early to know and feel each other… But now… It’s too late already I guess…

Therefore… I’m not going to ask for you to stay long… Sorry if I’m just a useless and insignificant life besides you… But that’s OK… I know it’s destiny that our paths crossed and parted again…

So please, at least let me tell you that I love you all!!!

Paths can cross once, twice, thrice… It’s infinite…

Puke…

In Whine, badminton, crap, event, me, real time, self pity, them on May 18, 2008 at 7:27 pm

UPDATES : These are a few new things…

  • Wrote something in the About Me page…
  • Removed the no.1 disclaimer… The blog is about my feelings after all… Hehe…

REMINDER : If this is not about you… Just keep it to your heart… I’ve been keeping this in my mind for a day… And it feels like the dam that’s holding the water is collapsing… Puking all it’s content… If you feel for what I write here… I extend my sincere apology, k?

So I’ll puke in this blog… My blog… Please bear that in mind…

Meor, what’s wrong with you today?

Hmm… Today? Today only you realized? Yesterday, the same hell happened (Albeit worse…) !!! Ask him! Don’t ask me…

First of all, I just want to say sorry to my partner in play, Masrizan… I’ve been playing badly… I don’t know what the hell is wrong with me (Well, in fact I do know… Too well, perhaps)… I bet you sure know what happened yesterday… You were there and you saw what happened… But I’m not sure that you realized… I bet you don’t…

Secondly, sorry for the opponents… Both of them… For my crappy game play… For my absent mindedness… For my lack of respect… For yesterday… And for today… But one thing I want to assure here is that… I never intended to smash you guys to bits… Never ever… Not until yesterday I guess…

I’ve shared this problem yesterday, with a good friend of mine… He said that the main problem here is communication… He said it’s my inability to convey my true feelings of the situation yesterday that made the scenario so upsetting… I’m mad, but I still conjure a smirk… So the one who was doing wrong thought that I’m still able to take it as a joke… I should, according to him… Tell the inflictor the truth, about how I really feel about things that he’s done to me… Things that for some, may be too trivial to be mad of… But for me, those detail hurts…

So today, I try to tell what’s in my mind… But it’s easier said than done… It’ll not only affect us both… It may jeopardize the harmony of all… So I choose to keep it in… I chose the hard way… Hopefully it’s for the best of all… hehe… 

So if I can’t be open to you, I can be open in my blog… And I hope by writing this, by chance you will read this too… And I’m absolute in my assurance that you know what wrong you’ve done…

The reason I believe that I can and have the rights to do this is because there are not so many people who read this blog… I don’t think this post will bring any impact at all to the world…

Whine… Whine… Whine… 

This is not anger… This is despair…

Random – Sape Suruh?

In Bahasa Malaysia, crap on May 18, 2008 at 6:23 pm

Sape suruh ko masuk…

Sape suruh ko memandai-mandai…

Aku tak suruh pun, kan?

Die pun tak suruh…

 

Haha…

 

Sape suruh kau bising-bising kat sini…

Kau ingat aku tak boleh nak bising-bising dekat sini?

Sape suruh?

Aku tak suruh, die pun tak suruh…

 

Ahhaha…

 

Sape suruh kau sambung ke sini…

Sape suruh kau jaga tepi kain orang…

 

Hehe…

 

Sape sebenarnye Suruh ni? 

Aduhai Suruh,

Bijak… Sungguh bijak si Suruh…

Lain disuruh, lain yang dibuat…

 

Why should I continue if I’m not happy? 

My Very Own Struggle

In Him, Poem, being optimistic, me, self pity, thoughts, verses from Quran on May 18, 2008 at 4:00 am

And He found you wandering,

and He gave you guidance (Surah Ad-Duha)

 

With that, Alhamdulillah… Hontou ni arigatou!!!

Well, I have this problem… Which I don’t think I’d be delighted to disclose in great details… For years I’ve been asking why me? Why? I’ve been seeking for answers… But to no avail… After years of failed soul searching, I begin to accept it willingly… I never see it as an opportunity…

But today, I read an article about jihad… About the greater Jihad… Well, I learned about Jihad at school but that’s it… I can never relate it to myself… Not at that time, at least…

It’s a struggle against one’s own desire and the battle that’s raging inside… And the example the brother has given in that post fits perfectly with my situation… Which made me cry… Hehe…

Now I’ve found purpose… My very own struggle… My personal Jihad…

 

 

 

Peace, The Greater Jihad (not full)

by Yahya

The greater jihad, it’s not killing people.

The greater jihad, it’s about fighting evil.

The greater jihad, it’s a battle that’s inside you.

Now that you know, what are you gonna do?

 

The greater jihad, it’s not killing people.

The greater jihad, it’s about fighting evil.

The greater jihad, it’s a battle that’s inside you.

Now that you heard, don’t say I didn’t warn you.

 

Well, I’m still learning…

Depressed…

In crap, me, thoughts on May 17, 2008 at 7:16 pm

Hmm… I was at the point of breaking myself after playing today… I’m not tense because of the exam… Not really…

Initially I never realized that I was soooo down… Until someone mentioned that name… Why only now?!! Why?!! When I’m aware of the situation… Everything starts to crumble… Everything…

Honestly I’ve not done much yesterday and today… But the stress due to guilt for not doing anything has much bigger magnitude than the stress because of striving… I guess because with the latter, there’s something that’s promised… Something that we can grab and enjoy later on…

Amzar, my cousin in Osaka shared this link with me… So, my fellow brothers, if you’re feeling depressed… Regardless due to life, exams or anything… Feel free to visit it… 

Just believe that there’s light at the end of the tunnel… Because He’s the most gracious and merciful…

If olive oil comes from olives, where does baby oil come from? (A vain attempt to put a smile on my face…)

Malaysia Kalahkan Brazil Dalam Bola Sepak?!

In Bahasa Malaysia, hehe, me on May 17, 2008 at 6:21 pm

Masa kat kampung, aku belek majalah-majalah lama dan terjumpa satu artikel dalam majalah tahun 1982 bertajuk “Malaysia kalahkan Brazil dalam acara bola sepak”…

Wow… Dahsyat la jugak bolasepak Malaysia dulu-dulu. Aku perturunkan kat sini wawancara pemberita berkenaan dengan jurulatih bola sepak Malaysia masa tu, Trevor Hatley…

Pemberita (P) : Apa khabar Coach..?
Trevor Hatley (TH): Oh baik-baik… (Dengan loghat Mat Sallehnya yang amat pekat)

P : Dimaklumkan bahawa pasukan bolasepak Malaysia berjaya mengalahkan pasukan Brazil… Adakah berita ini benar?
TH : Haa? Ha? Ha? Correct X5 (Ala Lingam) Malah kita kalahkan pasukan Brazil dengan teruk sekali…

P : Wow..!! Berapa jumlah jaringan gol.
TH : Ohh.. tidak ada jaringan kerana kita menang dengan Brazil tanpa bertanding…

P : Macam mana tu coach?
TH : Mereka tak datang… Walau pun satu jam kita tunggu di stadium…

P : Kenapa mereka tak datang… Adakah mereka memulau kan perlawanan kerana faktor keselamatan? (Maklumlah, zaman tu kan banyak komunis)
TH : Oh tidak, bukan kerana itu…

P : Habis tu kenapa coach?
TH : Kerana kami tak jemput pun mereka datang!!!!
P : Hmm… Hampeh punya coach!!!

Hehe… aku pun terkena jugak… Majalah tu sebenarnya majalah lawak… Aku tak ingatlah Ujang ke Apo?, aku pun tak ingat…

Jangan marahlah, k? Nanti kena jual…

And The Shadow of The Day…

In me, song on May 17, 2008 at 9:20 am

will embrace the world in gray…

Which I think symbolizes everything that happened that day… They can’t be too black (sorrowful) nor too white (joyful)… So they blend with each other… Giving the gray colour…

And the sun will set for you…

Which I think is trying to establish that no matter how it goes, regardless if it’s too good to be true or it’s too bad it’s hardly bearable… There will come a time for everything to end… When there’s no sun, there’ll be no shadow right? Unless you got the lamps and street lights nearby…

Don’t think about beginning means an ending… Think that an ending signifies a beginning…

Thomas Cup – Malaysia vs China

In badminton, event, malaysia, me, real time, thoughts on May 16, 2008 at 9:41 pm

Bile le meke nak balik Malaysia…

I’ve no class today, so I decided to go to the cafeteria and watch Malaysia Thomas Cup affair with China in the semi-finals…

Truthfully, I didn’t watch the first match… Which I missed dearly… Because apparently our world no.2, Lee Chong Wei defeated his nemesis, Lin Dan…

1-0… Yeah!!! When I heard about this I thought that our dream may come true!

The second match was kinda tight… With our golden pair Kien Kiat – Boon Heong outperformed by China’s world no.2 pair, Cai Yun – Haifeng… What a waste…

1-1… Hmm… 

The third game was even more frustrating, with the team captain Wong Choon Han outclassed by the young and upcoming star, Bao Chunlai… It was tight, initially but at the second half, Bao Chunlai proves to be to hard to be handled by Choon Han…

1-2… Come on, Malaysia Boleh!

The fourth match, between newcomers (well, relatively) Zakry – Tazari and I don’t know who, was much tastier… Hehe… Both Malaysians showed great composure to win in straight sets, to give Malaysia some kind of life line to stay in the tournament… Credits to the young lads… I can see that you guys will have a bright future… There’s strength… And will too… As strength without will is nothing and will without strength is useless…

2-2… Yeah!!!!!!!

Final match… Between Hafiz and Cheng Jin… I don’t even bother to watch the match partly because I’ve completely lost my faith in Hafiz and partly as I’m so pumped up to play my favourite sport, badminton… Hehe… I’m sorry to say that but he’s just not good enough… I guess it’s time for him to move on… But credits nonetheless to him as from what I heard, he put up a fight on the starting of second set, before crumbling in the end…

2-3… *Sigh*…

But nonetheless we put up a hell of a fight!!!

Angel Eyes

In Poem, hehe, me, song, you on May 16, 2008 at 11:19 am

Ahhaha… A great old song by ABBA… And the cover by the Czars is good too…

Last night I was taking a walk along the river,

And I saw him together with a young girl,

And the look that he gave made me shiver,

Cause he always used to look at me that way.

 

And I thought maybe,

I should walk right up to her and say,

Ahhaha, it’s a game he likes to play.

 

Look into his angel eyes,

One look and you’re hypnotized.

He’ll take your heart,

and you must pay the price.

 

Look into his angel eyes,

You’ll think you’re in paradise.

And one day you’ll find out,

he wears a disguise.

 

Don’t look too deep,

into those angel eyes.

 

Sometimes when I’m lonely,

I sit and think about him.

And it hurts to remember all the good times,

When I thought I could never live without him,

And I wonder does it have to be the same.

 

Every time when I see him,

will it bring back the pain?

Ahhaha, how can I forget that name?

Gambar Gadis Menjolok Mata

In hehe on May 15, 2008 at 4:18 pm

Just want to release off the gas, to prevent excessive pressure build up in the fermenter called the brain…

Almaklumlah exam dah nak dekat… Saye pun tengah struggle gilex1000… Rase macam nak meletup pulak kepala ni… Sape suruh pulun last minute… Hehe…

Wahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

Maaf jika berlaku pelacuran bahasa di dalam post kali ini…

My Teacher…

In Sg. Buloh, me, self pity, thoughts on May 15, 2008 at 10:58 am

…In primary school…

I was kinda a social outcast (and never a social butterfly)… Whatever, hehe… Being one, I tend to involve in fights… Because kids can be harsh and they ARE harsh… So whenever I’m in trouble, there is this one teacher who’d be my saviour… Because everytime the fight continues, there’s a chance that the other boys might die… And I might end up in the juveniles… Hehe…

He taught me from 2nd grade till 6th grade… He even teach me in tuition… He’s a multitasker who teaches Pendidikan Seni, Kajian Tempatan, Matematik, Bahasa Malaysia and PJK… Every Friday of my 3rd grade he’ll be teaching my class Bahasa Melayu and Pendidikan Seni for the whole day… I like friday because he’s the one who’ll be teaching and my bag will be nearly weightless…

He never yelled, as far as I can remember… Whenever he’s mad, he’ll take out his stainless steel ruler or his big long ruler… It’s frightening enough, so he never got the chance to swing them onto us… I always doubted that he would either… Actually, me and the other boys will laugh when he pretends to be mad… Because he is such a bad actor… hehe…

But one thing made me sad… After my class (we stayed together from 2nd grade to 6th grade… And for some since 1st grade) ‘graduated’ from the school, I’ve been hearing stories about him… Which I’d not like to write… Because for me, there is still a kernel of respect for him… For all the deeds he had done… For me… For us all…

Happy Teachers’ Day, Cikgu Rahman… I hope you’ll find your strength again…

I’m Confused… Soooo Confused…

In being pathetic, crap, me, self pity on May 14, 2008 at 12:08 pm

This post is about self-pity… So if you don’t like it, hate it, despise it or whatever… Bugger off!!! Hehe… No… No… With all due respect, please go somewhere else…

They say life is like a wheel… Sometimes you’re up, sometimes you’re down… At times, you’re successful, healthy and happy… Some other times, you’re lonely, don’t get what you want and feel bad…

But I say life is a wheel that becomes broad at the bottom and very small at the top… So the time at the top is much shorter than at the bottom… A pinch of pessimism right there… hehe…

These days… For me at least… I’ve been on the lower side of the wheel for a very long time… Like a friend said… When you’re at the bottom, gravity pulls you down, so you’d stay down… And when you’re at the top, gravity pulls you down too, so you’d fall down crushing…

Hmm… I don’t want to complain anymore… I wish I could be grateful like other people, even when they had nothing… Oh Allah… Please make me your grateful servant…

Why are you telling me to stop when I never did it? It’s like telling a non-smoker to stop smoking…

Push>[me]<Push

In Rhythm, crap, me, real time, thoughts on May 13, 2008 at 7:15 pm

Sometimes I’m so busy to prove that A is B… But truly, B is A…

Today I want to talk about an incident that occurred in my chalet everyday… So here’s the story…

K, there’s a water container in the common room, if any of you notice at all… It usually contained water, as Kim, Topan (Jo didn’t because he didn’t drink from it…) and me will always refill it when the time comes… So, most of the time it’ll be full…

Initially, it will take about a week before the container needs refilling… That was last semester, when no one was aware of it…

Then, come this semester, it will be almost empty just two days after a refill… I barely drank from it… So I knew that someone has been stealing the water from us… It’s disappointing really… People came with big bottles and shamelessly fill them in with our hard earned water (You know, we have to carry the heavy container all the way from the TV room)…

Honestly, initially I was disappointed and a li’l mad… Because I never saw the unseen (Or did I overlooked it)… I simply think that the water is mine and it’s wrong for them to take it indiscriminately… I never looked at it’s bright side… So every time I saw the empty container, this dirty heart of mine keep blaming and cursing these people… And then… Anger breeds… I swear, I even feel like putting drugs or cicak into the container…

The good thing about being angry is it gives me extra energy… However, anger clouds mind… And people do all kind of things when they are angry… That’s why I never realized that I’m in anger… Most of the time, I’ll be mad, and people will say ‘Janganlah marah’ or ‘Nape emo sangat ni?”… After that I’ll regain consciousness and not mad anymore… Usually I’ll end up smiling… Usually, if I become aware that I’m angry, in no time I’ll cool down… hehe… Good for me, sebab kalau marah, nanti kena jual…

K, let’s continue with the story… Today, I went to the TV room to fill up the water container… As I was walking in agony, I did a lot of thinking (Have you ever experienced this? Suddenly everything in your head spins… And then there you are… In the real world… Have you?) along the way… Why should I be mad? It’s not like the water will be finished and gone forever… If the container is empty, just refill it again… And again and again and again… Even if I’m pissed off, will the water stop flowing into their mouth? Wouldn’t it be nice if I just let them drink, ‘redha’ and feel good about sharing?

Nak amek air? Datanglah bilik saye…

They say, if you want to change the world, look into a mirror… And change the man in the mirror… Oh Allah, give me the barakah of time…

I’m A Jellyfish Who Complained (Rated – PG)

In Rhythm, being KYUEMian, hehe, me, nature, photo, quotes, real time, thoughts on May 12, 2008 at 9:27 pm

First of al, sorry for the confusing title…

Apparently, the Badminton Club of KYUEM has booked all three courts today, so I can’t play badminton today… So I’m pissed off… Well initially, yeah… Really, really pissed off… In fact, I mouthed some cusses too… I can’t say it’s unintentional as nothing is…

Then I got this e-mail entitled “Are you still complaining?”… Like usual, I got this from emak… So called ‘anak manja’ lah katakan…

This fateful e-mail made me think… hehe… I can’t play badminton, but I can still go to the swimming pool… Even if the swimming pool is closed, I can still go for jogging… It’s just a matter of choice… To complain or to do something else… It’s not that I’ve no choice at all…

So I went to the swimming pool to… swim lah, of course… As I dived into the pool, I suddenly remembered the first day I was in the swimming pool (Dekat KYUEM la)…

Initially, I know  how to swim but never had the confidence to swim in the deeper part of the pool… But now, I can safely say that I’m afraid no more…

If I could say that I learn anything at all in KYUEM, this is one of them… Apart from other things… Friendship, love, life, bla bla bla… Hehe…

Today a friend told me that I swim rather slowly… Hehe… Considering my BMI, I think I’m not slow, I just swim gracefully… Well… You know, like a jellyfish… Hehe… If Ali is a butterfile, I’d like to be a jellyfish then…

UPDATE : As days pass by, my love towards Prague grows… Hehe… Had some chat with the seniors-will-be and felt really welcomed… They are just sooooo nice… I’ve signed the offer letter and for me, there’s no looking or turning back… Honestly, I can’t wait to start a ‘new life’…

Nothing is coincidental… Nothing is unconditional…

Yeah!!!

In man united, me on May 12, 2008 at 9:45 am

Man U retained the championship crown, not only on goal difference, but in term of points too…

Can’t and don’t want to write much, I’ve got to get my priority right… Study study study!!!

In fact, I didn’t watch the whole match.. Just watched the first 20 minutes and the last 10 minutes, itupun after Thava messaged, informing me about the second goal from Pak Cik Giggs…

Truthfully, I was scared that Man U won’t make it… That’s why I didn’t watch the match… I guess I’m not a ‘peminat sejati’ after all… Hehe… Whatever…

Glory, Glory, Man United…

Hmm… Hari ni kena ponteng kelas lagi… Sigh…

qT.Tp

In crap, me on May 11, 2008 at 1:59 pm

I can never forget but I can move on… In fact, I have to move on…

Let’s meet again some time in the future!!!

I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel

I Wish You Enough

In family, love, me, plagiarized on May 10, 2008 at 7:28 am

Found in this blog and can’t resist sharing this…

Recently, I overheard a mother and daughter in their last moments together at the airport.They had announced the departure.

Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the mother said, ‘I love you, and I wish you enough.’The daughter replied, ‘Mom, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Mom.’

They kissed and the daughter left. The mother walked over to the window where I was seated. Standing there I could see she wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on her privacy, but she welcomed me in by asking, ‘Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?’

‘Yes, I have,’ I replied. ‘Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever good-bye?’.

‘I am old, and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is – the next trip back will be for my funeral,’ she said.

‘When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, ‘I wish you enough.’ May I ask what that means?’

She began to smile. ‘That’s a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone.’ She paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail, and she smiled even more. ‘When we said, ‘I wish you enough,’ we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them.’ Then turning toward me, she shared the following as if she were reciting it from memory.

I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.
I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good- bye.

Take your time to live…

To all my friends, my lover, my loved ones… I wish you enough…

They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but an entire life to forget them… Because we don’t simply forget…

p/s : Tomorrow is Hari Emak, just in case you forgot!

Mixed Feelings

In event, me, real time, thoughts on May 9, 2008 at 8:38 pm

Today I’m somewhat enveloped in happiness, with a tinge of anger, topped with shredded fear and dressed with some cream of guilt… Hehe…

Right after the Jumaat prayer I switched on my lappy… It will usually take ages, so I decided to lie on my bed… Then I went into a deep slumber… And never woke up to class… Namely Biology class… Sorry Mr. Azman…

Around 4, somehow, I manage to gain consciousness… But one dreadful thing happened to my laptop… The taskbar and start menu were nowhere to be seen… So I decided to hit Ctrl – Alt – Del, so that I can reboot and repeat the process… However, the task manager never came out… Instead, a message came out saying about my system32 is corrupted and what not…

I freaked out!!!

I went mad!!!

Freaked because it’s not simply losing the ’search’ or ‘folder options’… It’s like losing the whole computer!!! The lappy was just now useless… It was a piece of junk for almost 2 hours… Mad because my original (there’s no point in buying original stuffs if they can’t perform) Norton Internet Security detected the culprit but is powerless… Disappointing!!!

I rebooted my laptop more than 5 times but the virus just won’t go away… I tried safe mode, the laptop shut down abruptly… I tried ‘last known good configuration’ but it was no good…

But I’m not lost… I still have one last trump card… Which is to use QData Trove, a facility uniquely possessed by all BenQ laptops… It allows me to restore my laptop to a predetermined restore point or its factory settings… In my case, sadly it’s its factory settings… It’s similar to Windows system restore but can be done even before entering Windows itself… For example, to run in safe mode, we’ll have to hit F8 button… But for QData Trove it’s the F10 button… So, you can still restore your computer when you can’t go into Windows…

But it has one drawback, if you never made a restore point (Sape suruh tak buat, kan?)… You’re destined to lost almost everything… Almost…

Luckily for me, it just reformat everything in the C: drive, so all my stuffs in D: is left untouched, untainted… Hehe…

Now it feel likes a new computer altogether… It certainly is much faster now…

My computer is now a fortress… One antivirus and three antispywares…

God, grant me the serenity to accept things I cannot change… The courage to change the things I can… and the wisdom to know the difference…

Pass or Fail?

In Him, Rhythm, me, plagiarized, verses from Quran on May 9, 2008 at 3:48 am

Thanks again for Mrs. Iffath Hassan for such a moving e-mail… This is just perfect… Exactly what I need right now… A reminder that this life is a test… In it’s sweetness and at times, bitterness… And in a test, there are only two possibilities… We’re bound to pass or fail…

 

Are you passing or failing the Test?

by Asma binti Shameem

 

Whenever we go through a hardship or suffer a calamity, we say this is a test from Allah. When we lose our job or a loved one or we get sick, we acknowledge that this is a trial from the Almighty. And surely, that is true. However, we fail to realize that even when we did not lose our job, even when we did not lose a loved one and even when we did not suffer any hardship or calamity, we are still under a trial from Allah Subhaanahu wa Ta’ala.

 

Yes, that’s right. When we are at ease, enjoying good health and sitting cozily in the comfort of our homes, driving our cars, enjoying the company of our families and spending time with our friends, we are still being tested. In fact, this test is harder to pass than the test of hardship.

 

Allah says:

 

 “and We shall make a trial of you with evil and with good. And to Us you will be returned” (al-Anbiya’ :35)

 

Allah Subhaanahu wa Ta’ala, in His Infinite Wisdom, is testing us with all the innumerable blessings He has bestowed upon us, to see how we react to those blessings. Will we be thankful and obedient to the One Who gave us these blessings in the first place and submit to Him or will we be arrogant and disobedient and forget Allah.

 

Allah says:

 

“And we tested them with good (blessings) and evil (calamities) in order that they might turn

back.” (Surah al-Araaf:168)

 

Abd al-Malik ibn Ishaq said, “There is no one that is not tested with health and prosperity to measure how thankful he is (Shukr)”.

 

So if you have a comfortable life and money, He is testing you… Where are you spending this money? Is it on haraam? Will you spend it all on vain desires of this dunya, arrogantly competing with each other, coveting what others have? OR will you be grateful to Him for giving you all these blessings, obeying Him and spending in His path, giving Zakaat and sadaqa?

 

“Beautified for men is the love of things they covet; women, children, much of gold and silver (wealth), branded beautiful horses, cattle and well-tilled land. This is the pleasure of the present world’s life; but with Allah is the excellent return (Paradise).” (Surah Aal-Imraan: 14)

 

And if He has blessed you with children, He is testing you to see how you will deal with them. Are you giving them a good Islaamic upbringing? Do you give them their rights? Do you treat them fairly? Will you earn from haraam just to please them?

 

“And know that your possessions and your children are but a trial and that surely with Allah is a mighty reward.” (Surah Anfaal: 28)

 

And if Allah Subhaanahu wa Ta’ala has given you health and time, He is testing you to see how you will spend it. Do you spend hours in front of the TV, watching movies or sports, wasting yourself away? Do you throw it away shopping, sleeping or just wandering, chatting with your friends hours on end? Or do you take advantage of this time and use it to improve yourself as a Muslim? Do you utilize it to learn the Deen of Allah and then teach it to others? Do you spend it in what Allaah likes and stay away from what He does not?

 

The Prophet (Sal Allahu Alaiyhi wa Sallam) said:

 

“Take advantage of five things before five other things: from your youth before your old age, your health before your sickness, your richness before your poverty, your free time before you become occupied, and from your life before your death.” (al-Haakim-Saheeh)

 

And similar are all His blessings that He has bestowed upon you so that He may test you with them…..to see if you are the slave of your desires or the slave of the Almighty.

 

If He has given you power… are you just and fair?

 

If He has given you fame…are you boastful and arrogant or do you humble yourself to the Lord of the Worlds? 

 

If you are a beautiful woman……do you flaunt your beauty everywhere or do you protect yourself with the Hijaab?

 

Do you use the eyes that He gave you……to read the Qur’aan or do you use it to look at haraam…..?

 

And the tongue that He gave you….do you use it for His remembrance? Do you use it to speak the Truth and uphold justice, enjoining good and forbidding evil or you use it to tell lies, backbite and spread gossip?

 

And the hands and limbs and faculties that He gave you… Do you use them for His obedience….to serve Him and comply with His orders? Or you employ the very blessings that He gave you to disobey Him and disregard His orders?

 

“This Day, We shall seal up their mouths, and their hands will speak to Us, and their legs will bear witness to what they used to earn.” (Surah Yaseen: 65)

 

“When they reach it (Hellfire), their hearing, eyes and skins will testify against them for what they used to do.” (Surah Fussilat: 20)

 

So, wise are you, if you realize that all the wealth you have, the health that you enjoy, the families and friends that you have, the easy, good times that you take pleasure in, are all blessings that are, in reality, tests from Allaah. If you are grateful to your Lord, remembering Him in times of ease, thanking Him, surrendering to Him and obeying him, Allaah will pass you in this test with flying colors and bless you even more.

 

“And (remember) when your Lord proclaimed: “If you give thanks, I will give you more (of My Blessings), but if you are thankless (i.e. disbelievers), verily! My Punishment is indeed severe.” (Surah Ibraheem: 7)

 

And surely, remembering Allah in times of ease and success is far more difficult than remembering Allah in times of difficulty.

 

However, if difficult times come (and they will surely come), then Allah will remember you in these times of difficulty just because you remembered Him in times of prosperity.  

 

The Prophet (Sal Allaahu Alaiyhi wa Sallam) said:

 

“Remember Allah in times of ease, and He will remember you in times of hardship” ( Ahmad).

 

And he (Sal Allaahu Alaiyhi wa Sallam) said:

 

“Whoever is pleased that Allah answers his prayers during hardships and difficulties, let him make much supplication in times of ease.” (Hasan, at-Tirmidhi)

 

I will end with the words of our beloved Prophet (Sal Allaahu Alaiyhi wa Sallam). He said: “Take the initiative to do deeds, before trials come like a piece of a dark night (unexpectedly).” (Muslim)

 

“O you who believe! Let not your properties or your children divert you from the remembrance of Allaah. And whosoever does that, then they are the losers.” (Surah Munaafiqoon: 9)

I hope we can all gain some insights from this… Insyaallah…

Love Thyself and…

In Him, Rhythm, love, me, thoughts on May 9, 2008 at 1:24 am

Sometimes I wonder why ♥ symbolizes love? Maybe because it was once thought that the heart is the centre of thoughts and emotions…

I guess, the easiest way to achieve love is by learning to love and to take care of ourselves… I’m not implying that we should all be narcissistic… That’s a whole different story…

Admiring ourselves and loving ourselves are not the same (Their spellings aren’t)… Admiring brings pride… And pride is an appetizer for fall… Loving ourselves made us believe… It prevents us from doing things that are toxic to the soul… Love and compassion lead to pity… If we pity ourselves we won’t do anything that hurts it right? Things like hate and envy…

By taking good care of ourselves, we’ll love everyone… By loving ourselves we’ll love Him, the greatest love of all… Insyaallah…

They can take my heart but they can’t take away my dignity…

Platypus

In Him, me, nature, science, thoughts on May 8, 2008 at 11:51 pm

Today I feel like being close to nature… Hehe… The earth (and only earth, I believe… Even though I would love it if it’s otherwise) is teemed with wildlife… A sign of the creator, for those who observe and think…

One of many animals that never cease to amaze me is the platypus… Honestly it’s just one of many others… Tasmanian devil, penguin, dugong, kangaroo, pygmy, yada yada yada (Topan, sorry… xp) and many more…

But today, I want to share about platypus…

Platypus chasing some fish…

With a bill like a duck, a tail and fur like a beaver and snake-like venom hidden in heel spurs, the platypus could be the result of some strange genetic experiment gone wrong…

The platypus is a mammal because it has fur and feeds its young with milk… It flaps a beaver-like tail… However it also has bird and reptile features… It lays eggs, has a duck-like bill and webbed feet… Male platypuses have spurs on their heels that inject pain-causing venom to ward off mating rivals… Neat, huh?

Platypuses live in the wild along most of Australia’s east coast… Their numbers are not accurately known because they are notoriously shy… Hunted for years for their pelts, they have been protected since the early 1900s and are not considered to be endangered, though scientists say their habitat is vulnerable to human development…

Hmm… Kenapelah takde platipus kat Malaysia?

Whatever…

Sharing Is Caring

In announcement, me on May 8, 2008 at 11:09 am

If you guys noticed, there’s a Box.net widget on the sidebar… I’m planning to put in it anything I’ve found on the net and everything emak e-mailed me that I find interesting and suitable for sharing… I can’t afford to plagiarize them… No time for it… So if you guys want to download, use or abuse (hehe…) them, feel free to do so… I guess all of them are not subjected to copyright…

I’ll try to optimize the capability of this widget by uploading more files, but for now those are all… I was figuring things out this morning when I realized that it’s already 4a.m….

An investment in knowledge pays the best interest…

I Simply Can’t…

In crap, me, thoughts, you on May 8, 2008 at 2:00 am

Hehe… It’s been quite a while…

I honestly felt the need for me to keep away from my blog… As it consumes (or wastes)  time and energy… But today I feel like I want to talk…

I’m a human, hence I have desires… I want things… But the thing that I want, I can only wish for it… No matter how hard I work my ass off to obtain it, I don’t think I will get it eventually anyways…

Well the thing that I want is always right in front of me… Dead right!!! But I can only look at it (always indirectly), talk to it (if I have the guts) and touch it, just barely… But I can and may never have it…

I tried dearly to give up on it… I gave up once (I thought so)… But suddenly I realize that I simply can’t… So I guess I’ll just have to live with it…

Whatever it is, I’m grateful for everything I have and don’t have…

Why do we remember things we want to forget?

Permintaan Terakhir… Sedihnye…

In family, me, song, thoughts on May 4, 2008 at 2:35 pm

One of the thing that I noticed when I went back home was this song… Emak and my li’l brother constantly played this song every chance they get to play it…

Well, this song is beautiful in terms of it’s music coordination… And the lyrics, for me is very tragic… But what attracted me the most is the story behind it… Which will be told in the video…

Some might say that it’s all bollocks but I’d like to believe it… And if it’s a true story, then let’s recite Al-Fatihah for arwah…

Change today, because tomorrow might never come…

UPDATE : Hehe… After I read this post I feel like laughing… Actually the lyrics is not that tragic… Sorry, I’m just exaggerating… xp

Bored

In Rhythm, me, thoughts on May 4, 2008 at 2:12 pm

Well, last night, at 10 p.m. I arrived from home… To my amazement, there were so many shirts hanged to the awning… It smelled the recognizable aroma of Downy Anti-bac… I then opened the chalet door and I was again surprised to find that someone had folded all my laundry… And it was done very neatly… I myself wouldn’t do it so… If it was me, I’ll just chuck them in the closet… End of the story… The common room was also tidied up… The one week old box cum trash can was there no more… Everything was placed strategically so it wouldn’t be a sore to the eyes… The water container was full and cups are put nicely underneath it, so that anyone who’s thirsty can just turn the tap and drink… The water heater was also showing green light, signaling that the water is hot and ready for coffee or maggi making… Honestly, it was a joy to behold… I’m glad to be back… And somehow I felt guilty of leaving Kim all alone… Well… Hmm… Not really, hehe…

Then I continue my walk to my room… I saw Kim and I asked, “Why are you doing these?”

Kim replied, “Aku bosan gile, aku tak tau nak buat ape dah”

Hehe… He’s just bored to death…

Then this post comes…

Why do we have this feeling of being bored? Why god give us this kind of feeling? Is it really important for our survival?

Like fear, kiasuness and selfishness, they all played vital roles in the continuity of our human-race… Fear prevents us from endangering our lives, which is essential in preserving life… By being kiasu (which itself is a fear… fear of losing), we strive hard to be better… Better than our own old selves or other people… Because I believe there’s happiness in being better, stronger, faster and harder…

Why then, do we feel bored?

I have no idea actually, but then I asked around and Mior said that it’s good, in term of Economics because it signals for change… It prevent us from doing the same thing all over again… Especially things we don’t really have heart for and just want to get it done… So, I believe that bore is a signal for change, transition, revolution…

Which brings me to my next question… Why then there are things we never got bored doing while there are things that we will always get bored doing?

For example, every night I can only study for 3 hours… Maybe 4 hours maximum… After that my eyes will become heavy… I’d start to lose focus and easily distracted… However, when it comes to playing games or reading novels, I can stay awake the whole night like a robot…

Why is this happening, then?

Is it because of studying is something we just want to get done and get it out of the way? While playing games is often our own choice… Pleasure is always the first choice…

Or maybe I should start treating my studies like a game?

Oh Man…

In me, real time, thoughts on May 4, 2008 at 3:22 am

I was packing in the evening to get back to college… And I’ve originally decided to leave my lappy home… Well, to get rid this distracting piece of technology… hehe… My mind was so clear with it and I’m confident that I can survive even without it… That was the initial plan anyway…

With laptop, there’s the Internet… Which brings along YM, e-mail, blog and everything under the sun… Just because of merely one invention we called the computer… I’m not implying that computers are necessarily evil… They are innocent, until our reckless ways of using it kicked in…

As I was inserting my laptop into its bag, suddenly a vision came, corrupting this little good intention of mine… It was played in front of me vividly, as in a cinema… Rolling…

I’m not very sure what day it was… I guess it was an off day… May be when everything is over… Because everyone was in the chalet, not in college attire… Each and everyone of them have a laptop in front of them… They were playing CS, full of excitement… Their faces were clear with joy… As they killed, they let out shouts of joy… “Fire In The Hole!!!”… “Cover Me!!!”… The sound of gunshots and explosions filled the air…

But I was in my room… Alone…

I was unable to join them because I don’t have my laptop with me… I saw myself sitting at the desk, reading something… If memory serves, it was Chemistry… 

With that, I have decided to bring my laptop to college… Hehe…

Man U won and I’ve got a new phone!!!

Flags of Their Fathers

In me, review, thoughts on May 2, 2008 at 12:35 pm

Last night Kim and I watched a war movie entitled ‘Flag of Our Fathers’… Well, it’s an American production, so I’d say it’s ‘Flag of Their Fathers’… Hehe…

For me, this movie is somewhat honest… The way it deals with heroes is not like typical war movie, where the heroes are almost perfect human… It’s not some war movie based on fictional characters, fighting against stereotyped bad guys and saving the world, becoming heroes in the meantime…

A quote from the movie…

I finally came to the conclusion that he maybe he was right. Maybe there’s no such thing as heroes. Maybe there are just people like my dad (the medic)… I finally came to understand why they were so uncomfortable being called heroes… Heroes are something we create, something we need… It’s a way for us to understand what’s almost incomprehensible, how people could sacrifice so much for us, but for my dad and these men, the risks they took, the wounds they suffered, they did that for their buddies… They may have fought for their country but they died for their friends… For the man in front, for the man beside him, and if we wish to truly honor these men we should remember them the way they really were, the way my dad remembered them…

Honestly, to simply pigeon-hole this movie as a war movie wouldn’t do it much justice… It’s more than that… It’s about soldiers who never saw themselves as heroes but thrown into the spotlight nevertheless to serve a ‘higher purpose’…

Also, from this movie my believe that yesterday is just history is strengthened even more… Today you’re a hero… But tomorrow you might be a nobody…

All in all it’s a very good movie… I can’t recall the name of the actors but I have to give credits to them and the director, Clint Eastwood…

War

In done, hehe, me, quotes, real time, them, thoughts, you on May 1, 2008 at 9:15 pm

Kim and I’ve just finished a Gundam 00 (Season 1) marathon… In just half a day… Thanks to Mas who took the initiative and have the desire to download each episode, one by one… A process which I believe completed just quite recently… After about a week…

Like all other Gundam series, I can just say that this latest installment of Gundam is awesome… However, in my opinion, Gundam Seed and Gundam Seed : Destiny are still the best… It can’t be argued that the story-line is more complex, fresh and interesting, but I still fancy Kira and the gang… Much much more…

After watching it, I was inspired to write this post… Why there is still war even when we’re aware of the fact that it’s painful? What a cruel thing is war… To separate and destroy families and friends, and mar the purest joys and happiness God has granted us in this world… To fill our hearts with hatred instead of love for our neighbors… and to devastate the fair face of this beautiful world… I, unfortunately, have this pessimistic belief that war is highly likely to curse us, the human race, forever… Some of you might disagree with me… But that will just open up room for discussion… I might be right and I might be wrong… Hehe…

To be humane and considered normal (damn!!!) in this so-called civilized (But I doubt we now have the level of morality to even be considered civilized) world, we suppress our animalistic instincts… This prevents me from killing you and vice-versa… But honestly, I enjoyed killing very much… Very very very much… Hehe… In Counter-Strike and GTA only though… Especially when the target is a sniper… xp…

Like Einstein (Einstein as in Albert Einstein… Not Fitri… Hehe…) once said, the release of atomic power has changed everything except our way of thinking… The solution to this problem lies in the heart of mankind…. If only he had known, he said he should have become a watchmaker…

I believe that’s the prove that somewhere deep in our mind, there’s some kind of primitive impulse for war… Somehow, we do enjoy killing… But who am I to say that I understand the human psyche as a whole? Who am I… I’m not the creator…

Like in Gundam 00, wars usually involve three sides… Two obviously opposing sides and one seemingly neutral side acting as the agitator, warmonger, observer, aggressor or whatever you would like to call it… The two opposing sides have their own ideals and are willing to fight to death in order to protect it… There is no simple right and wrong here… It’s either both sides are wrong or both sides are right… But my main concern is neither of these two sides… It’s the warmonger that worries me the most… They incite war, sell weapons (to both sides) and gain huge profit… They get money for blood… Blood of regardless a heroic soldier, innocent civilians or children… They are, for me, the greatest form of abominable evil… They exploit our primitive instinct of blood thirst for their own ends…

What or who can we label as warmonger? Is it a corporation? Or is it a multinational company? Or maybe it’s just down to one person? A group of people? Just think about it yourself… Who’ll profit the most when a war broke out? Who?

Hehe… This post is quite long but I hope you guys get what I’m trying to say really… 

War does not determine who is right… only who is left…