Surprise Attack!

Assalamualaikum...

Hai Incik Bloggie!!!

Yesterday I was kidnapped!!! Alhamdulillah...dah selamat dihantar pulang semula sampai ke dalam rumah. Ni semua 'projek nakal' two of my favourite girls!  Konon-konon nak ajak hangout sebab memasing stress kerja. But, the reality is memang diorang stress dengan kerja punnn . Life has changed 360degree. 

So bukanlah kena culik betul-betul pon~~~ahaks! *mohon dijauhkan perkara yang tidak baik tu.*. 

Cool girls!!!
Baik punya kena culik depan rumah sendiri. Baru nak feeling-feeling nak peluk diorang sebab dah lama tak jumpa.
Sekali, penglihatanku gelap gelita.
Nasib baik uncle sebelah rumah yang tengah dok siram pokok bunga tu tak siram diorang sekali. Sebab pi culik anak jiran dia. Ahaks!

Masih tak keruan. Apa yang terjadi neh!!!

Perancang utama konspirasi tak leh bla ni. Bukan main noh uollss...mentang2 tutup mata ceq!

Dalam keadaan gelap gelita, tak nampak jalan di dunia. Aku pon tak tau mana diorang bawak aku pergi. Cuma dapat rasa duduk dalam kereta yang bergerak ke destinasi yang tak dapat dikenal pasti. Gituh!

Dah sampai ke lokasi aku diheret naik turun bukit. Langkah longkang bagai. Longkang sangat ye korang neh! Boleh dengar suara orang sekeliling kepelikan. Mesti diorang kata "apahal la budak2 neh...ish...ish...ish..."

Dahla pakai wedges, kalau habaq awal2 memang iollss pakai sport shoes ok! sobsobsob... Bajet awal2 nak pergi IOI City Mall, den baru nak acah2 diva la kan. Tak sesuai langsung~~~

Awak kat mana? Awak kat mana?
Kita kat mana ni weh?

Percayakan kawan2...OK, fine! Still tak sure kat mana diorang bawak ceq niiiii. 

1,2,3 Open your eyes!!!!

Tak boleh! Tak boleh!
Sakit mata tetiba cahaya menerjah ke dalam mata ku...

Muchas Gracias Girls!!! Surprise sungguh! 

Kekonon nak berkelah di atas rumput, disebab kami bertiga ni manis sangat...our place was attacked by bala tentera semut. Konon sangat! Kena pindah tempat duduk dekat atas jalan. Actually, diorang bawa aku kat one of taman dekat Putrajaya ni. Nama apa pun tak tau. Ni first time datang taman ni.

Upacara potong kek belated birthday!

Awat sedih sangat muka akak sorang tu!!!
 Penat bawak iollss jalan2 gamaknya. Mulut pon sama naik bising! Memang attract orang sekeliling sungguh!

Makan-makan sambil tengok sunset. 

We meet many different people in life. But not many will walk with you through it all. So when you find those who will, treasure them.
Terima kasih kawan-kawan! Kenapa sweet sangat korang ni!!!! Kalah manis madu & gula-gula kapas! I love uollss so much!!!

Sekarang ni sama2 single lagi huhu... One fine day bila ada yang dah di pinang orang, I'll be orang yang paaaaaliiiiiiiing happy untuk diorang berdua ni. Jujur kata, at the same time sedih jugak...sobsobsob umpama mak yang nak melepaskan anak dia ke tangan orang lain. Boleh ke kita nak main culik2 macam ni lagi nanti. Hiks! Love them to the moon, pusing2 angkasa patah balik bumi and still sayang diorang ni lagi. InshaAllah, friends till jannah. Ameen.

Till we meet again Incik Bloggie!

Wassalam...

Kau itu Aku

Masa awal2 bila tak dapat apa yg kau nak or hajatkan memang sedih. Tipulah kalau tak sedihkan. Mungkin kau akan cakap kat diri sendiri, bukan apa sangat pun...jangan sedih sangatlaaa...ada orang lain dalam situasi lagi teruk kot. Nah...maknanya sedihla tu kan. Kau cakap macam tu sebab nak pujuk diri sendiri.

Sedih bukan sebab tak redha, sedih bukan menolak takdir. Kadang hati dan akal perlukan sedikit masa nak berborak antara satu sama lain untuk mengembalikan kewarasan berfikir di tahap yg normal. Apa-apa pun ingat Dia. For sure kewarasan kau takkan tersasar jauh.

So, what next? Life must go on. Selagi ada masa dan peluang untuk bernafas, kehidupan kau belum terhenti. Jangan sia-siakan setiap hirupan dan hembusan nafas yang Dia bagi tu.

Sampai suatu saat, ketika itu baru kau akan sedar yang rupa-rupanya Tuhan nak bagi dan tunjuk sesuatu yang lain dekat kau. Bila dah hadap saat tu, baru kau tahu baru kau faham kenapa Tuhan tarik atau tak beri apa yang kau mahukan sangat tu. Dia Maha Mengetahui apa yg kita tidak ketahui. Tak semena-mena saat kau tersedar hikmah tersebut kau akan tersenyum sendirian. Terima kasih Ya Allah. Alhamdulillah.

Kau takkan pernah mengetahui apa yang terbaik untuk diri kau, selagi kau tak kenal erti syukur.

Kau itu Aku.

"What has reached you was never meant to miss you and what has missed you was never meant to reach you." Prophet Muhammad PBUH

What's up 25

Assalamualaikum...

Hai Incik Bloggie!!!

I'm officially 25 today~~~ *yup...sebelum ni tak mengaku 25, I'm still 24 ahaks!* omo...omo...omo... kalau masa kecil2 dulu rasa umur tu macam dah besar sangat da, matured sungguh abang2 kakak2 umur 25 tu. But now when I'm in this age, tengok kawan-kawan, orang lebih berusia dari aku & tengok diri sendiri rasa macam we're still same like before, not much has changed and yet, everything has. 

Jujur kata, at this age I still get excited bila ada nampak kelip-kelip hinggap dekat tilam. Excited bila buat benda-benda even benda simple yang sangat simple macam main dengan kucing & main pokok semalu. Childish kan? But then I feel like, a lot of things have changed. Sekarang dah boleh bawak mak balik kampung without abah, responsibility makin bertambah, dah kena buat keputusan serius sendiri, last but not least some of my friends ended their single life. 

Lately I've been asking myself 'what is my contribution to the society/ummah?'... What I've done to make the society/ummah better?. Have I improved from last time's birthday, or am I still at the same level? Have my knowledge improved? Birthday is one of the time for muhasabah. 

So...ada apa dengan 25???

This...

Alhamdulillah, untuk umur & peluang untuk menghirup udara yang masih diberikan. Ku pohon kekuatan menempuh arus kehidupan atas muka bumi Mu ini.

Dengan izin Allah, terima kasih utk mak abah yang membawaku ke dunia, kasih sayang & jasa mereka tak ternilai tingginya. Love them to infinity. 

Till we meet again Incik Bloggie!

Wassalam...

Bedtime Story #17: Three Tough Questions

There was a young man who went overseas to study for quite a long time. When he returned, he asked his parents to find him a religious scholar or any expert who could answer his 3 Questions. Finally, his parents were able to find a Muslim scholar.

Young man: Who are you? Can you answer my questions?

Scholar: I am one of Allah (SubHana Wa Ta`ala )'s slaves and Insha-Allah (God willing), I will be able to answer your questions.

Young man: Are you sure? A lot of Professors and experts were not able to answer my questions.

Scholar: I will try my best, with the help of Allah(SubHana Wa Ta`ala).

Young Man: I have 3 questions:

1. Does God exist? If so, show me His shape.

2. What is takdir (fate)?

3. If shaitan (Devil) was created from the fire, why at the end he will be thrown to hell that is also created from fire. It certainly will not hurt him at all, since Shaitan (Devil) and the hell were created from fire. Did God not think of it this far?

Suddenly, the Scholar slapped the young man's face very hard.

Young Man (feeling pain): Why do you get angry at me?

Scholar: I am not angry. The slap is my answer to your three questions.

Young Man: I really don't understand.

Scholar: How do you feel after I slapped you?

Young Man: Of course, I felt the pain.

Scholar: So do you believe that pain exists?

Young Man: Yes.

Scholar: Show me the shape of the pain!

Young Man: I cannot.

Scholar: That is my first answer. All of us feel God's existence without being able to see His shape... Last night, did you dream that you will be slapped by me?

Young Man: No.

Scholar: Did you ever think that you will get a slap from me, today?

Young Man: No.

Scholar: That is takdir (fate)........ My hand that I used to slap you, what is it created from?

Young Man: It is created from flesh.

Scholar: How about your face, what is it created from?

Young Man: Flesh.

Scholar: How do you feel after I slapped you?

Young Man: In pain.

Scholar: Even though Shaitan (Devil) and also the hell were created from the fire, if Allah wants, insha-Allah (God willing), the hell will become a very painful place for Shaitan (Devil).

Source: Islamcan.com

Pemimpin

Pemimpin,
Aku yakin mereka bijak pandai,
Lulusan institusi pendidikan terbaik,
Dalam negara mahupun luar negara,
Diiringi CGPA tinggi,
Aku yakin mereka punya ilmu di dada.

Pemimpin,
Aku yakin mereka punyai skil,
Skil memimpin,
Skil berkata-kata
Skil merancang,
Pendek kata serba-serbi 'soft skills' mereka ada,
Melayakkan diri mereka dinobat sebagai seorang pemimpin.

Pemimpin,
Sayangnya cuma satu,
Jika tidak dikaburi,
Kekuasaan & harta kekayaan,
Pasti akan jadi pemimpin yang terbaik buat rakyat.

Pemimpin,
Buka mata,
Buka telinga,

Buka hati,
Lihatlah dan dengarlah,
Keluh kesah rakyat marhaen.

Doa tulus dari seorang rakyat marhaen,
Semoga Tuhan bukakan hati pemimpin-pemimpin yang terpilih untuk memimpin dengan tulus ikhlas. May Allah bless Malaysia.

*Intan Zubaidah bt Mohamad Hatta*

*Di bawah langit biru terbentang luas*

*8.46am, 10 Mei 2015*

Bedtime Story #16: The Other Doors

Assalamualaikum...

Hai Incik Bloggie.

Bedtime story session back on the scene!!!

*****
Our 4 year old son has some fairly serious health problems, so we are "frequent fliers" at the local children's hospital. Two weeks ago, our son was there for several days having surgery.

As stressful as that was for us, my visits to that hospital almost always leave me feeling grateful. Why? Because of "the other doors."

As I walk the corridors of that hospital, I pass doors leading to many different departments. I pass the department where surgeons reconstruct children's faces. I pass the department where specialists treat children who have been tragically burned. I pass the department where children with cancer spend their childhoods battling a disease that terrifies most adults. Every day, people walk through those doors. I keep walking.

Occasionally, I walk through a ward, past the room of a dying child. I look in at the child, unconscious amid a mass of tubes and machines. I see the family, staring blankly into space, grieving for what is to come. I keep walking.

On the fourth floor, I pass the "catacombs" where parents with children in ICU watch their days and nights stretch into weeks and months, hoping against hope for good news. I keep walking.

It's late one evening, and I walk to the waiting room. Only one family remains, and their doctor arrives from surgery. He begins to tell them about the patient's injuries....a shotgun blast, self-inflicted ....massive facial damage.... a dozen more operations to come....a lifetime of disfigurement...a lifetime of asking "why?" I sit, half-listening, considering the doors, this family will face in the years ahead.

I stood up. I walk back to the preschool ward, to the one door I seek. Behind this door, our son is slowly recovering from surgery. And in a strange way, I am grateful for the "situation" that we live with.

Because there are hundred other doors in this place that are far worse. And we could just as easily be in one of those rooms.
*****

As you pray for strength to open the doors you face, be sure to thank Allah Ta'ala for the doors he has spared you.

Till we meet again Incik Bloggie!

Good Night!

Wassalam...

Ada yang berubah

Tanggal 3 Mei melabuhkan tirai
4 Mei menghulurkan salam
Hari berubah
Tarikh berubah
Waktu berubah

Apa lagi berubah...
Mahu melihat perubahan
Sesekali jengok lah kebelakang

Persekitaran boleh berubah
Teknologi berubah
Kampung jadi mukim
Mukim jadi pekan
Pekan jadi bandar
Bandar jadi bandaraya
Bandaraya jadi apa? *jawab sendiri*

Manusia boleh berubah
Sekelip mata
kawan boleh jadi lawan
lawan boleh jadi kawan
orang asing boleh jadi kawan
kawan boleh jadi orang asing

Pemimpin berubah
Undang-undang berubah
Dasar-dasar berubah
Pembangunan negara berubah

Sekarang lihat kembali ke hadapan
Oh ya...
Lupa sesuatu...

Ku lihat kebelakang kembali
Ya...aku juga  berubah...
Semoga ke arah yang lebih baik.
Ameen...

Alhamdulillah... Sorang lagi kawan iollss dah berubah status. :)