i still remember, when i was kid, my mom always brought me to mosque for solat tarawikh. it was a wonderful memories because there're lots of things I've done without my mom's consent. hu3..Ampun. in my bag, I'll bring Maggie-eat after tarawikh 8 rakaat, fireworks- yeah, it is a routine to play the bunga api and mercun with my friends, plastics- this one is for bomb, have you ever play 'war game'? we put some water into the plastics, tight it, and throw it to the enemy!! yeah!!!, candles- sometimes, we like to go to graveyard, behind the mosque..he3~, and the list will keep changing depends on my plan. and sometimes, I'll bring my homework to the mosque while waiting for my mom.
kad raya - lots.. we able to hang it on the wall
baju raya- average..about 4-5 of baju kurung + jeans and shirts
kuih raya - i just eat it..don't know how to make it
duit raya - wahhhhhhh!!! lots~
this is how the Ramadhan when i was 5-10 years old. the memories remains in my mind.
Present..
Tarawikh- I went to the surau nearby because the mosque is quit far from our house, in my bag there is only sejadah..no more unnecessary things..hu3
fireworks- still there, but need to be aware of corps
kad raya- not even one!!!! people love to use sms and emails for greetings
baju raya- only 1 i guess, dont have time to shop
kuih raya- now, i made it by myself.. try it, taste it..he3
duit raya- hurmmm, i dont know if i can have it this year..hopefully!! hu3..
Eventhough the time passed by, the era keep changing, people are grown up, but the tradition is always remains.. the only changes is the way we celebrate it~ =)
*it's okey york, since I've nothing to do rite now..here it goes~
- as long as he loves me~
11. How would you see yourself in ten years time?
- I still the old me..the same person with my own personality..i hope to become a successful engineer, a good wife and a great mother..Ameen~
12. What do you really want at the moment of responding to this tag?
not too rich but not that poor, the important is, i am happy~ he3..
- the best man will win rite? hu3..try to avoid it..its not fair!!~
18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?
hu3..cant refuse okey!!!
yellow2~~
latest itinerary niee:
kawan2 dr KL - kte gathered kat Alamanda putrajaya, as soon as korg available.
so kte buke simple2 je dulu (korek idung bak kate jijo ) sementara menunggu rakan2 dr UTP sampai.
meanwhile kte leh la buang tebiat seperti karok(theme nasyid-atau-lagu-raya hukhuk!)/bowling/shopping etc etc. ..
as soon as kawan2 dr UTP smpai alamanda,(0r wherever korg nak kumpul-jumpe kat bangi terus pon boleyh)..kte ramai2 g dinner di restoran seafood yang berjudul Village View. aku tak wat booking..huhu, harap2 ok jerr~
sebarang kemusykilan, angkat talipon, call aku.
klu kedekut taik idung masin credit seciput, sms aku..nnt aku call blk.
azdi,kema,prathom,dien,matyo -korg tade alasan dah aaa tanak dtg
jumpe esok yaaa!!!! -19th Sept, 3.12 am, posted by Arel
haa..that was the post looks like. and i was very convinced of joining them. in the meanwhile, Pra alrady offered to drive me there. tq again. it has been a while im not hanging out with KEMBARIANS. i guessed since last semester. and it such a pretty good chance for me to get to know our new members and committee of the club.
so here it goes. we went to Alamanda Putrajaya as planned. thank you to Pijol for being so nice bought us McD. sundea is my fav as always. then, we waited for UTPians to be there for almost 3 hours. OMG. im starving. and thank God, they reached there at 10.30 pm. and we went to Village View to have our dinner. There, everyone were very excited, chating to each other. me? as always, be observer. hu3. how happy they are i can see. and i felt it too. the juniors and seniors were mingle like there were no seniority or juniority. everyone respect each other like a family. this is what make this club so special. .
then we went to Putrajaya bridge. very beautiful. for the first time i went there to feel the beautiful of Putrajaya...what a wonderful memories. here is one of the feedback about the gathering:
Bukak Puasa Terbaik.....
Thanks to Arel.....
Thanks to Pejol, yang belanja alas perut sikit sementara menunggu kedatangan sume org.....
Thank to all kembarians yg turun dr UTP.....
best gile kot meja panjang gile.....
lepak kat jambatan, bajet macam kat campsite siap leh men kad....- Uruk
thanks to all for giving me this chance. im glad to have u all as my friends.
As usual, i went to LRT station since this is the best option for me to reach my workstation. It's not like yesterday, there are so many people at the station. So i need to queue for a quit long time. I take it as dugaan bulan puasa. I know Allah always test His slave. Suddenly, i heard something that really caught my attention. i tried to find where is the sound came from. Few seconds after that, the next train arrived. Luckily, i managed to get in the train. Alhamdulillah. And guess what? The sound that i heard before is came from a girl. She's wearing baju kurung with tudung. I can say that she's an ordinary person. Not really pretty but she's not ugly. Cute but not baby face. Average. She's reciting the Al-Quran. She stands just next to me. i taught she's going to end her recitation when she got in but she kept continue it even they're lots of people pushing to get in.
Insaf. Yes, she recited the Al-Quran all the way, page by page. It really put something on me. She reminds me on the cassettes that the surau in my neighborhood played it during Ramadhan and also during subuh. Listen to her recitation, made me calm. Soft and nice. I still remember what my Ustadz told me back to my high school. "If you can make people touched only by reciting the Al-Quran, u couldn't imagine how much the rewards that you will get". She also reminds me on my mistakes. Like a meditation for me. All things that I've done suddenly came out of my mind. On this opportunity, I would like to apologize to those who know me, to you who's reading right now, to KAMU, sorry for giving you the hard time all this while, and to everyone that i ever spoke to..
All apologies
What else could I say
Everyone is gay
What else could I write
I don't have the right
What else should I be
All apologies - NIRVANA
Previously, im not interested of reading the forward msg or email even from my friends. But i dont know how, i got this strong heart feeling about this email. and my heart proved it was right. This email almost made me cried and im really touched. as i mention before, when u read something and made u stop and think, u want to share it with people dat u care about..
Orang kata aku lahir dari perut ibu..
Bila dahaga, yang susukan aku.. ibu
Bila lapar, yang suapkan aku...ibu
Bila keseorangan, yang sentiasa di sampingku.. ibu
Kata ibu, perkataan pertama yang aku sebut.. Ma!
Bila bangun tidur, aku cari.. ibu
Bila nangis, orang pertama yang datang ..ibu
Bila nak bermanja.. aku dekati ibu
Bila nak bergesel… aku duduk sebelah ibu
Bila sedih, yang boleh memujukku hanya ibu
Bila nakal, yang memarahi aku …ibu
Bila merajuk… yang memujukku cuma..ibu
Bila melakukan kesalahan… yang paling cepat marah..ibu
Bila takut… yang tenangkan aku.. ibu
Bila nak peluk… yang aku suka peluk..ibu
Aku selalu teringatkan ..Ibu
Bila sedih, aku mesti talipon… Ibu
Bila seronok… orang pertama aku nak beritahu…Ibu
Bila bengang.. aku suka luah pada ..Ibu
Bila takut, aku selalu panggil.. "ibuuuuuuuuuuuuu! "
Bila sakit, orang paling risau adalah ..Ibu
Bila nak exam, orang paling sibuk juga Ibu
Bila buat hal, yang marah aku dulu..Ibu
Bila ada masalah, yang paling risau.. Ibu
Yang masih peluk dan cium aku sampai hari ni.. Ibu
Yang selalu masak makanan kegemaranku. . Ibu
Yang selalu simpan dan kemaskan barang-barang aku, Ibu
Yang selalu berleter kat aku.. Ibu
Yang selalu puji aku.. Ibu
Yang selalu nasihat aku.. Ibu
Bila nak kahwin..
Orang pertama aku tunjuk dan rujuk… Ibu
Aku ada pasangan hidup sendiri
Bila seronok… aku cari pasanganku
Bila sedih… aku cari Ibu
Bila berjaya… aku ceritakan pada pasanganku
Bila gagal… aku ceritakan pada Ibu
Bila bahagia, aku peluk erat pasanganku
Bila berduka, aku peluk erat Ibuku
Bila nak bercuti… aku bawa pasanganku
Bila sibuk… aku hantar anak ke rumah Ibu
Bila sambut valentine.. Aku hadiahi bunga pada pasanganku
Bila sambut hari ibu…
aku cuma dapat ucapkan Selamat Hari Ibu
Selalu ….. aku ingat pasanganku
Selalu… Ibu ingat kat aku
Bila..bila… aku akan talipon pasanganku
Entah bila.. …aku nak talipon Ibu
Selalu …aku belikan hadiah untuk pasanganku
Entah bila... aku nak belikan hadiah untuk Ibuku
Renungkan:
"Kalau kamu sudah habis belajar dan berkerja... bolehkah kamu kirim wang untuk Ibu? Ibu bukan nak banyak... lima puluh ringgit sebulan pun cukuplah". Berderai air mata aku. Hari ini kalau Ibu mahu lima ratus sebulan pun aku mampu. Aku boleh kirimkan. Tapi Ibu sudah tiada.Aku tidak berkesempatan lagi.. bukan lima puluh ringgit.. lima puluh sen pun tidak sempat aku kirimkan! Hanya yang termampu ku kirimkan adalah doa dan amalan baik di dunia yang fana ini...
Maybe after this i will read all the forward msg from u guys.. lots of things we should share rite!
p.s: sesungguh nye, syurga itu terletak di bawah telapak kaki ibu.. lots of LOVE from me to all ibu out there..
Perbedaan yang berarti
Tak mudah untuk kita lewati
Rintangan silih berganti
Kau masih berdiri
Kita masih di sini
Tunjukkan pada dunia
Arti sahabat
Kau teman sehati
Kita teman sejati
Hadapilah dunia
Genggam tanganku
Tak mudah untuk kita sadari
Saling mendengarkan hati
Tak mudah untuk kita pahami
Berbagi rasa di hati
Kau adalah...
Tempatku membagi kisahku
Kau sempurna...
Jadi bagian hidupku
Apapun kekuranganmu wooo
p.s: a song for sahabat
For those yg first time celebrate Ramdhan kt overseas tu.. Epul and Mizah, i wish both of you good luck okey..hu3..i bet u guys will be missed bazar at utp rite? and for me, this Ramadhan is not as same as previous years.. if last year pergi bazar dkt UTP, this year pegi bazar dkt gombak..ha3.. but if last year pegi bazar dgn kwn2, this year i went there with my sister, if last year balik umah bukak puase dgn mama and abah, this year balik umah after keje bukak pose dgn kakak jer.. :( why? because they went to Mecca for Umrah.. Alhamdulillah..
So, for the moment..its only me my brother and my sis at home. on the first day without parents kt rumah, we are so rajin for cooking. ayam masak kicap pon jd best. next day, tom yam, ikan masak 3 rasa...wahh..sume pon best..sbb bli kt kedai. kitorg just masak nasi!hu3. and come to the fifth day..no mood to sahur at all because we were suffering of diarrhea..so for this sahur, we just eat 1 set of sandwish with peanut butter and watermellon... sob sob sob..for berbuka..we just buy whatever we want to eat. only one meal and 2 types of kuih. thats it..
first time rse fully housewife. laundry, house cleaning, cooking, and buy the groceries? hu3..it is a wonderful experience. but PUASE is not an excuse to excape wahatever we supposed to do. i would like to take this opportunity to thank all housewifes in the world for doing a great job..and i admire them all.. I LUV U ALL MAMAs!!!
There was a blind girl who hated herself just because she was blind. She hated everyone, excep her loving boyfriend. He was always there for her. She said that if she could only see the world, she would marry her boyfriend.
One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her and then she could see everything, including hey boyfriend. her boyfriend asked her, "now that you can see the world, will you marry me?" The girl was shocked when she saw her boyfriend was blind too, and refused to marry him.
Her boyfriend walked away in tears, and later wrote a letter to her saying.
"JUST TAKE CARE OF MY EYES PLEASE."
This is how humans change when their satus changes. Only few remember what life was before, and who has always been there in the most painful situations.
May we always remember where we came from....