Wednesday, November 30, 2011

The End and the Beginning.

I took a little bit of my time writing this at 9.55pm, waktu Malaysia.
How cool is that (^_^)

It's the end of November and the beginning of December.
Our time become shorter. As the time running faster. 
And I'm not even a good runner. To catch the time I mean. 

For now we can be together, but it's not gonna be like this forever.
Later when we graduated, inshaAllah with flying color.
Then you'll go your way, and I'll go mine.

The next chapter 2012.
More things to face.
More records to break.
More achievements to be made.
Future. Yeah we did talk about future, always.
I wish we could all work on the same land.
It's hard to tell what Allah had planned for us.
But I'm sure it will be a good one.

For the mistakes from the past, present and maybe future.
I am so so sorry.
Sorry for always burdening you guys with my complaints and unstoppable drama.
In short, sorry for eeeeeeeeeeverything!

If anything just let me know, because that's what a friend is for.
To walk in, when everyone else walks out.
You guys are awesome, like always.

I'm the happiest grandma in the world.
Because I have the most awesome grandchild in the universe,
and we are cool like that.

I hope when we meet again, 2, 3, 5, 10, 20 years from now, we'll be excited like this.
InshaAllah, kalau masih ada umur.

Me ;)

Thursday, November 17, 2011

LabVIEW the New Friend

That sad looking block diagram is bothering me even in my sleep. Haven't connecting the wires yet. Still trying to understand what really happened in each and every box. My new friend LabVIEW had been confusing me since last week, or is it me that confusing my own self? I don't even know. Well, performances go up and down, it happens all the time. Sometimes it's okay to just chill and take a break. Open the window, look outside, appreciate nature, be grateful, thank Allah for countless blessing and love, pray more, give more, take a deep breath, and start again from where you left off. Cause there's always the right time for everything. Blow your mind (^_^)

Recharge energy

Oh yeah...

Thursday, November 10, 2011


Because there is no anesthesia in life.
So have to be tough.
I have to be strong.
RU Book Chapter: 92.3%


Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Sakit Yang Bermanfaat

Alhamdulillah. Manusia itu memang layak diuji. Semoga setiap ujian itu mendatangkan kebaikan. Kebaikan dan manfaat yang diperoleh bergantung pada cara kita menerima dan menghadapi ujian. Semoga ujian-ujian yang kita sedang dan akan hadapi mendekatkan kita pada Pencipta. Ya Allah, please always be by my side, assist me to complete my tasks, even in this kind of condition, don't let me go astray, don't allow me to give up. 

p.s: I love You, my Love, Allah.

Me, Your slave.

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Karya Tidak Pasti

Yang direnung adalah titis-titis hujan, yang membasahi bumi UIA sejak jam 10 lagi. Sungguh jernih dan laju turunnya ke tanah. Yang difikir adalah bonda dirumah, yang pasti kakinya sakit kalau sejuk-sejuk begini. Yang diharap adalah masa depan, cerah dan tenang, bukan seperti suram malam ini.

Andai dapat ku rentas masa, meninggalkan sekarang dan terbang ke akan datang, pasti ingin ku lihat, bagaimana jasad adakah masih bernyawa, bagaimana keluarga adakah masih baik-baik keadaannya, bagaimana kawan adakah masih ceria seperti sebelumnya, bagaimana dunia masihkah sakit dan menderita, bagaimana semuanya.

.............................. THE END DUE TO LACK OF LITERATURE KNOWLEDGE ...............................

Well, ehem, you are probably wondering on what basis that I am writing Shakespeare here. I’m not even good. Truth is I don’t really know the reason. It’s just the mood thingy. Abaikan abaikan...

Proses hujan belajar masa sekolah.

Monday, September 19, 2011

Final Semester InshaAllah

It’s been a week since the beginning of the new semester. This semester would be the final one if things went well. I pray that my friends from Mechatronics department, batch 072 and other batches too will pass this semester with flying colour and later on graduated with good result. As for me, my dream of getting my name on the first class list is far from my reach. How sad. So I’m lowering the expectation and hoping that this semester will at least increase the CGPA so JPA won’t send me any warning letter like what happened to some of my friends. Scary!

I also hope that the Final Year Project/FYP will be just fine. I hope that this semester will be the best and the most cherished. Ah so many hopes yet so little effort. I hope that I will transform into much better diligent person. I wish everyone all the best! May Allah bless us all. Last but not least, the 4th year final semester; I welcome you!

p.s: I wrote this post with some kind of mix feelings; excited, happy and sad.

Mix feelings like this.

Too Much Rest

It’s when I had only one academic task to do, and four non-class days. End up delaying the task and wasting a lot of time, which I regret. Regardless, I still have to fill up that nice looking EIT Log Book before its due date. I am so dead.

It’s almost 1 o’clock in the morning. Is it the phase for the ghosts to show up? Now I’m thinking of delaying that particular task again. I still feel tired because I had too much rest. Ok this is under statement. So I will start rationalize everything. Actually I can. Hell yes, I will.

15 minutes later...
Ok fine... apa kes masih disini dan Log Book EIT merah remain unscathed. What the case! Sudah la, esok pasti kena siapkan. Have to, need to... Apa nak jadi, jadila. Yes, I am cool like that.

p.s: there is no coolness in getting things postponed, but there’s coolness in being optimist. 

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Mechatronics Girlfriends.

Yesterday was amazing. Eating way too much and laughing much too. I’m grateful for the rezki and the open house invitations. Thanks for the inviters. It’s really tiring, yet I’m having real fun with the girlfriends. We are from the same department, from the same class, and we even have the same brain cords. You girls are real friends, I would say. Even Blair and Serena in Gossip Girls don’t ‘gossip’ and share things like we do.

Hoping that this friendship will lasts till we met again in the Jannah. InshaAllah. Please don’t forget me even some of you girls have married and have kids in the future. As for me, no worries cause I love you girls more than I love food. People said things change and friends leave. Hope we are not like that. We are one in a million and we are cool like that. Thanks for the memories!

p.s: don’t be touched :’(

Saturday, September 17, 2011

The Last Song.

I officially watched The Last Song two days ago. It’s been in my hard disk and it had used few hundred Megabytes of memory since I don’t know when. Yup it was not a new movie. But somehow I watched it since it’s adapted from the book written by my all time favourite author, Nicholas Sparks. Many people told me how boring the movie was, but for me it was just nice. I even cried hard. It’s just so heart-breaking. Whenever the subject of interest is family, then I couldn’t help myself other than completely being emotional and too immersed in the story, regardless of the plot. Maybe I just miss Abah so much. At the end, I learned that perhaps a more amiss, much scarcer feat; if not patience - is the state of being grateful. So here I am, being grateful for what I have. Alhamdulillah syukur.

Seventeen year-old Veronica “Ronnie” Miller’s life was turned upside-down when her parents divorced and her father moved from New York City to Wilmington, North Carolina. Three years later, she remains angry and alienated from her parents, especially her father… until her mother decides it would be in everyone’s best interest if she spent the summer in Wilmington with him. Ronnie’s father, a former concert pianist and teacher, is living a quiet life in the beach town, immersed in creating a work of art that will become the centerpiece of a local church. The tale that unfolds is an unforgettable story about love in its myriad forms – first love, the love between parents and children – that demonstrates, as only a Nicholas Sparks novel can, the many ways that deeply felt relationships can break our hearts… and heal them. 

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Salam Syawal 1432H

Assalamualaikum. Eid Mubarak people. May Allah SWT bless us all. May this Syawal be the very best and memorable one. And may it is fill with love and forgiveness, and ziarah-menziarahi too. Not to forget, ampunkan segala salah dan silap. Pretty please... Love, Farihan Mansor.

Khalif @ rumah Aunt Azian.
He wish Happy Eid everyone!

Monday, August 1, 2011

Salam Ramadhan

Alhamdulillah. Masih lagi diberi kesempatan bertemu dan bertegur sapa dengan bulan penuh barakah, Ramadhan. To all my Muslims compatriots, please forgive my misdeeds, whether it's intentional or not, directly or indirectly, for I am only human with flaws and weaknesses. Ramadhan kareem to all. May this celebrated Ramadhan be better than the one before.

Friday, July 15, 2011

Mission Accomplished

It’s July 15 and perhaps is the best-sad-excited kind of day. I don’t know how to put it in a proper word. Of course, it’s the last day of my Engineering Industrial Training (EIT). Alhamdulillah.. I’m grateful for a lot of thing. I’m now taking a pause, it has been such a hectic days during my final week of industrial training. Yet mission accomplished. I can now smile ear to ear. Hiiiii...


I’ve been offered a position, for the third times I guess. The manager personally asked about my interest of working here and be part of SG family. Thank you is the least I can say. I’m not declining for sure. At this moment of time, on the fourth year of studies, you really have to consider all the offers, the contacts, the connections and are always in touch with the industry. And at the same time, keep hunting for the best interest job. Then, you can have several choices and make the best preference out of it.


Because of too many memories, I can never finish writing even after two days. But the one that capture my heart is always people’s kindness and tolerance. For the mistakes and faults, they criticize professionally, so there’s no “injured” heart. For the task done and correct method used, they thanked sincerely. All in all, it was the best sweet-sour experience with its own motivation and uniqueness. Alhamdulillah.

Goodbye SG!


Let me say firstly Alhamdulillah all praise to Allah SWT, the Most Merciful and the Most Compassionate, for His guidance and blessing for giving me the sprit, strength and patience to complete this training. In ease and difficult, He is always with me. I hereby would like to express my gratitude to those that contribute to this training, directly or indirectly. Also to Kak Ija, for the shirt and baju kurung. It’s so sweet of you. Thank you thank you thank you! Ni dah macam final report yang part Acknowledgement.


I’m just taking a break for two days for the reason that on July 18, no matter how, I have to be in UIA for 3P registration. And the course starts on the next day, July 19. I hope everything went well. InshaAllah. And yup, two days seem short but so what? It’s not like I have any choice to make. Nevertheless, I’m grateful. Hehe.. ;)


I’ve written a long one here. I am supposed to be packing my bags yet I am still writing this. I am off packing now. May Allah bless all of us and our endeavours too.

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Antara Sedih dan Gembira

Empat hari telah berlalu selepas perhimpunan Bersih 2.0 di ibu negara. Kehangatannya masih lagi dirasa hingga saat ini. Semoga apa yang diperjuangkan mendapat redha dan rahmat dari Allah. Tiga hari selepas Bersih 2.0, saya akhirnya mendaftar sebagai pengundi yang sah. Dua tahun yang lepas, selepas umur mencecah 21 tahun, saya selalu teragak-agak untuk mendaftar. Dua tahun tanpa keputusan yang kemas dan yakin. Tak sangka Bersih 2.0 mengubah persepsi dan pendirian selama ini. Alhamdulillah untuk kesedaran dan kefahaman. Mengharapkan tanggungjawab memilih pemimpin dapat digalas dengan sempurna. InshaAllah.

Masa terus berlalu. Time indeed flies, when one is laborious. Masa berterbangan. Dua hari saja lagi untuk mengucapkan selamat tinggal Synergistic Generation Sdn Bhd. Tempat yang memberi makna pada alam pekerjaan. Satu lagi fasa hidup selepas fasa sebagai pelajar. Kehidupan sebagai practical trainee semakin hampir ke penghujung. Masih ingat kata-kata Manager lebih kurang begini;

Bos: Betul ke saya dengar awak last minggu ni?

Me: Memang sangat betul. InshaAllah July 15 habis.

Bos: Saya rasa cepat sangatla Farihan, kalau saya gagalkan awak kali ni, awak bolehla extend practical kan?

Me: Saya harap bos tak serius.

Bos: Takpe.. nanti ingatkan saya buat party sikit kat ofis.

Heh.. Alhamdulillah bos tak serius perkara nak extend practical tu. Dalam ketidaksabaran dan keterujaan untuk menamatkan industrial training ni, ada juga sisi sedihnya. Yelah, dalam setiap yang terang itu ada sisi gelapnya. Tiga bulan bekerja bersama, stay back bersama, solve problem bersama, penat bersama, bekerja dibawah satu bumbung yang sama, jadi bukan mudah to say goodbye.

And I was not attached to material things. I was attached to people. I was attached to moments. I was attached to emotions.

Semoga setiap pengalaman sepanjang tiga bulan di bumi Shah Alam ini memberi dimensi hidup yang lebih baik dan memberi pengajaran yang pastinya takkan ada di dalam mana-mana kelas atau lecture hall. Places to go list (add on). Tiba-tiba. Here goes:

Istanbul (especially Blue Mosque)

Mekah (of course)

Melbourne (I don’t know why)

Itali (the culture)

Japan (the manner and technology)

Manchester (for M.U definitely)

Sorry for the “out of topic” script. Cuma tiba-tiba rasa nak pergi to these places at the other part of the world. Semoga segala impian tercapai. Ameen. As always, till we meet again. May Allah bless.

Monday, July 11, 2011

Being Emotional. Hahaha!!

Alala.. kecil-kecil lagi dah pandai beremosi.

Love this cartoon way too much. Isk.. :'(

This is tooooo sweet. Subhanallah =)

Last but by no means least, till we meet again. Daaaa..

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Pedestrian? I Am.

Due to this Engineering Industrial Training or famously known as EIT, I have become a dedicated yet fragile pedestrian for nearly three months. Instead of whining, I’d rather be grateful. Seriously, if I have to compile what I’ve been through while holding the title “pedestrian”, I guess I can make a book out of it. Ok maybe I was exaggerating, but really it was the whole different horizon yet charming depending on the way you look at it.


Every morning is always a surprise for me. It can be a beautiful morning with chilly morning breeze or it can be gloomy with unexpected heavy rain. Most of the times, it was a soothing and tranquil morning and I love it just the way it is. But the sky is not forever bright. There are times when the steps are heavy, because of the weather, yet it is inevitable. At times like that I have to say that I pray the most. Keep asking for Allah’s favour to stop the rain for a while, or at least to make it less heavy. Many times, it works. And I think it was too awesome to be true. But it’s really true. Pray and Allah will definitely hear you. No doubt.

There are also times, when I became a serious observer. I observe almost everything that I saw along the way. Impatient drivers, obstinate pedestrians, big truck with high speed, hasty motorcyclist, etc. Other than that frustrating sight, I appreciate the beautiful, gorgeous nature with stunning view. I appreciate the blue sky, the stand alone trees, the gaze from the birds, and the fresh air. If you analyzed the details of the nature, you’ll be stunned. At least I am. Everything is so details, very meticulous.

I’ve been studying Robotics last semester, even making robots before, for competition purpose. Making robot, and to make it move not freely but accordingly, to make it responsible for the task not irresponsible, to make it walk peacefully not hysterically, it’s sincerely tough. At some point, I have the thought of giving up. But of course I’m not. I have a bunch of “crazy” friends. The idea of separating with them is enough to make me cheerless. So I keep going.

That is why, comparing the robots that we are making with the characters from nature, it always catch me by surprise. The birds fly high without any power supply attached to it, that small ants even have that much energy to climb up the tree, and not falling, and of course without any IC appended. And the list goes on and on.

Awwww... ;)


Hmm... there are many actually. But the ones I can never forget is when I’ve been nearly hit by a reckless motorcyclist, also being scared by a stranger that is “kind” enough to give me a ride and not to forget, being frightened by my own colleague and supervisor. Well these two co-workers cum engineers at my working place are on their way for early dinner when they see me walking peacefully. I was on the way home. From my back, I can hear a guy with Indian or Bangladesh slang offering a ride. I was so petrified that I speed up my steps. Huh, but to no avail when they shout my name, I knew I’ve been tricked.

When I was in the car, they can’t stop laughing. So am I. I can’t believe that I can’t recognize their voice at the first place. But the slang is so real. Thumbs up for that. So I’ve reached home safe and sound. Alhamdulillah. But the journey for home was funny. Heh ;)

Huwaaa... (yawning). I just write this little yet I feel so sleepy. I can’t tolerate these heavy eyes. So I’m gonna stop here. Till we meet again. Wan an! Good night!

Monday, June 27, 2011

Grateful for Everything.

Saturday, June 25, 2011

The Day I Couldn't Sleep.

It’s almost 3 am on June 25th but the eyes are still wide open. I used to fall asleep effortlessly, as fast as five minutes or lesser than that. I found it bizarre if any of my friends said that they have sleep disorder. I said it was weird. All you have to do is lie down and within minutes, or even seconds, you are in your dreamland. But today marked the day I raised the white flag. It can happen to anyone. I believe this is happening due to what happen since I got back from work at 6.15 pm, June 24th.

Chronicles of sleep disorder.

6.15pm: Arrived home, safe and sound. Pray. Watching Dapur Selebriti (alert: it made you famish like seriously). Watching Naruto. Eating everything edible.

7.45pm: After Maghrib, instead of taking shower and have a good chat with Kak Ija, the housemate, like I regularly do, instead of doing that, I am doing sleeping. It was a good four hours. Sleep like a log.

12.00pm: Like falling from a roller coaster ride, I am awake with a puzzle face. I dream of something I can’t really remember. But one second I feel like falling from somewhere, another second I am fully awake. It was just a dream. It took seconds to bring myself into reality. I was surprise with the condition of the room and wondering who the owner of this chaotic room is.

12.15pm: The broom in one hand and piles of clothes in another. Cleaning, sweeping and doing the laundry for good reason. In a flash, the room is in its best and liveable state. Relieve.

12.30pm: Taking a good long bath. Bathing and singing made a good combination. What so called hidden talent. Do not try this at home.

1.15am: Feel refreshed and am ready for prayer. Do some self reflection and some thinking of everything that have happened and lesson behind every little occurrence, and some of future thinking too.

1.45am: Too hungry and was looking for something to eat. End up eating the whole packet of crackers and two slice of bread with curry that Kak Ija made for dinner. Alhamdulillah.

2.00am: The mind is ready for bed yet the eyes are not. Last resort, continue reading THE LAST LECTURE by Randy Pausch. I was inspired by the story in Chapter 11: The Happiest Place on Earth, page 51. Here’s a quote;

In 1969, when I was eight years old, my family went on a cross-country trip to Disneyland. It was an absolute quest. And once we got there, I was just in awe. It was the coolest environment I’d ever been in.
As I stood in line with all the other kids, all I could think was “I can’t wait to make stuff like this!”

Two decades later, when I got my PhD in computer science from Carnegie Mellon, I thought that made me infinitely qualified to do anything, so I dashed off my letters of application to Walt Disney Imagineering. And they sent me some of the nicest go-to-hell letters I’d ever received. They said they had reviewed my application, and they did not have “any positions which require your particular qualifications.”

Nothing? This is a company famous for hiring armies of people to sweep the streets! Disney had nothing for me? Not even a broom?

So that was a setback. But I kept my mantra in mind: The brick walls are there for a reason. They’re not there to keep us out. The brick walls are there to give us a chance to show how badly we want something.

Pheww! I can’t believe that I was typing the whole sentences. How diligent is that? But seriously, I am touched. Every word in this book made me reflect, and laugh, and sad, and happy, and grateful, and in lieu of it all, inspired. And of course, Randy ended up being allowed to join the Disney team. And as fantasy comes true, he was Disney Imagineer.

Well, back to reality. For the countless time I kept looking at the clock. An hour has passed. Thus far, I am not sleepy at all, but guess that I have to stop writing. I have to be at Shah Alam KTM station latest by 8 in the morning tomorrow, I mean today. Good night everybody! Or good morning!

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Untuk Kawan Dari Kawam

This is specially for you, whose name is not mentioned, but you’ll know this is for you. To you sis, friend, university mate, course mate, classmate, sahabat, kawan, teman, I would say “Congratulation in advance!” Last nite conversation was ruined. Well, you know my phone’s behaviour. Always running out of battery. Tanpa mengira orang tu tengah excited nak dengar cerita ke apa. Main mati je tanpa toleransi. Sigh. Btw I know this news is inevitably coming, but it never fails to catch me by surprise. Somehow I reminiscing our conversation with one of our respected lecturer’s student, yang foreigner tu, mesti ingat kan? Yang siap bagi advice lagi kat kita dua orang on the way back to campus. Alhamdulillah finally it’s really comes true. I’m pretty much sure that you will change your status before me. Hehe... I’m pleased and glad and contented and happy and yang sewaktu dengannya. Like seriously. I am excited for you. Cewah, orang lain yang nak ehem ehem... kita pulak yang nak excited. So what kan? ;)

Waiting for real good news soooon... when everything is plan and fix. Pada waktu tu baru boleh share dengan semua geng kita. Baru seronok. Again terlebih excited. Maafkan. Last but by no means least, barakallahu fik! Rasa nak nyanyi lagu Maher Zain pulak, yang tajuk dia Barakallah.

p.s: Semuanya generally written kan? I don’t think anyone can tell. The secret is safe. This post is written last night right after our last conversation yang unexpectedly stopped. Tapi pagi ni baru nak publish. During office hour lagi. Selamba je. ;)

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Buku tentang hidup. Random but...

Ada lima buku kesemuanya. Blink – Malcom Gladwell. The Gift – Cecilia Ahern. The Secret Garden – Frances Hodgson Burnett. The Last Lecture – Randy Pausch dan satu-satunya novel yang dibeli kerana kawan, Contengan Jalanan – Hlovate. Tak tahu nak baca yang mana dulu. Tapi akhirnya Contengan Jalanan juga dicapai. Main pilih je. Random. Novel Contengan Jalanan tu baru saja habis dibacanya. Part I – Fend 262 muka surat disambung terus part II – K2 291 muka surat. Total 453 muka surat. Dia memang budak engine, atau engineering nama panjangnya. Kalau boleh semua mesti nak di calculate. Kononnya. Kalau tak kerana weekendyang maknanya tak perlu kerja, mana mungkin nak sentuh buku. Diluar bilik kakak-kakakhousemate masih lagi layan Mentor final Musim 5. Dibiarkan.

Jarang dia nak buat review tentang buku. Tapi buku yang satu ni memang lain. Katanya buku tentang hidup. Tentang pengalaman perjalanan mencari Tuhan. Watak-watak utama yang menghidupkan cerita; Fend, K2, Chad, Aidid. Tadi banyak idea nak review fasal buku ni. Banyak yang nak dihuraikan. Tiba-tiba blank. Mungkin sebaik-baik review adalah; baca sendiri dan buat review sendiri. Sebab buku yang sama, membawa makna dan erti yang berbeza, bagi pembaca yang berbeza. Bagi dia, dia betul-betul teringatkan adik lelaki yang sorang tu. Yang minatnya juga pada muzik dan jamming. Tapi belajar Aircraft Engineering. Walaupun belajar Aircraft Engineering, tapi hati dan jiwa tetap setia dengan gitar dan band yang ditubuhkannya entah sejak bila. Since 2000 something pastinya. Memang dia berjiwa muzik dan skate. Tapi...

Tapi... janganlah kerana passion yang dua itu kita skip tanggungjawab yang lima waktu tu. Itu ignorance namanya. Like seriously. Ni mulalah dia nak bagi nasihat panjang lebar kat adik sendiri. Tanpa dipinta. Saja nak bagi advice free. Teringat tagline; erti hidup pada memberi.

My dear bro, whose name is not mentioned,

The man who decided to change on the 12th hour dies on the 11th. Meminjam bait-bait kata dari Contengan Jalanan. Ayat ni momentous . Carrying great weight. Indeed, berfikirlah. Tak jadi akhirnya nak positive mumbling dengan panjang lebar sebab esok dah Isnin. Monday means mayday. It is the toughest day. Undeniably, unquestionably tough. Juga bermakna kena dapat tidur yang cukup untuk mengharungi hari yang kurang seronok nak dibanding dengan hari Jumaat. To you bro, you are indeed very smart. Think sensibly, act wisely. Always. Not sometime. Not for a moment or two.

Pesanan mesra dari Sis lebih pada untuk diri sendiri sebenarnya. Again, the man who decided to change on the 12th hour dies on the 11th. Semoga kita semua sempat change on the 8th hour, or 9th hour, or 10th hour, or 10.30th hour, or to be exact, before our last breath. Cause at the end, life is too short. So live, learn.

Talking is nothing, doing is something. – Hlovate.

p.s: semakin banyak pulak manglish yang digunakan. sigh.

p.s.s: 262+291 equal 553, actually. heh ;)

Friday, May 13, 2011

A Day With Some Reflection

I found myself writing this post during office hour. Definitely not one noble attitude, of course. But I’ve finished the entire task for today and eventually hoping for some more. But sadly, no other task for today, yet it is inevitable. I don’t really have a specific subject, so I’m just gonna write whatever I feel like writing.


Well, I just missed my friends so much that I feel like crying my heart out whenever I think of them. Truth is I love every single one of them very dearly. I feel blessed to have them in my life. We have had our fair share of ups and downs, faults and fights, rants and arguments, even smiles and laughs. I’m teaching myself to appreciate friends and family every single day. How sweet is that. Haha.. self praising. Now I feel like throwing up ;)


Hmm... how should I say this? It’s not like the training is tough, yet I keep counting the remaining days of this industrial training. Trying to be a nonchalant lady here, I act tough and strong. But deep inside my heart, I feel so stress and hassle. Nothing like scathed by physical means, it’s just that women’s are most susceptible to affairs of the heart, or is it just me? Maybe.


Mak, abah, siblings, classmates, roommates, lab mates, all the mates in the world, my imaginary friend ah chong (sounded like a psycho already), lecturers, and relatives, thank you is the least I can say. Really really thank you. For the laugh and good time, for the fun and comfort, for the advice and lesson. But in lieu of it all, for giving me the honour of being part of your life. Hats off to you guys. Salute!

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

A Day With Half Smiles

It’s been quite some time since I last updated this blog. Heh, typical foreword. Apa-apalah. By the way, I’m so stress that I just want to write something here. Ignore the language since I will be using manglish (malay+english) for this post. I don’t really enjoy manglish but somehow, I’m just gonna use it. Right at this moment I just feel like screaming, kicking, eating dan yang sewaktu dengannya. Tapi tidaklah saya nak tulis semua problem yang berlaku, I don’t think it’s even necessary. Tapi seperti lagu Senyum by Raihan, katanya senyumlah sedekah yang paling mudah, senyum di waktu susah tanda ketabahan, senyuman itu tanda keimanan. Jadi tersenyumlah saya sorang-sorang kat pejabat ni. Lepas tu sambung senyum-senyum lagi, nasib baik tak ramai orang kat ofis ni. Kalau tak, mesti orang ingat dah separuh ‘gone’.

Masalah kewangan, haila... selalu datang tanpa dijemput. Dulu-dulu walaupun sedar duit tu susah nak dicari, tapi saya tetap selalu lupa tentang tabungan masa depan. Biasalah, kalau baru dapat scholarship tu, semua nak dibeli, makan pun nak yang best-best je. Alhamdulillah sekarang dah sedar. Tak mengapalah, lupakan dulu perkara ni. Nanti ada lah solutionnya tu. Masalah kerja, how lah kan. Waktu-waktu ni juga yang Encik Engineer yang supervise tu kena pergi Itali. Dua minggu. Lamanya. Nanti susahlah kalau dia takde. Siapa lagi nak bagi kerja. I can cope with the workload, but no load at all is killing me. Jobless la macam ni. Mengharapkan ada task selama Encik Engineer dan boss ke Itali. Arrivederci. Ciao. Semoga selamat pergi dan pulang ke tanah air.

Tapi semestinyalah ada problem yang lagi dahsyaaatt dari yang dinyatakan tadi. Tapi kita biarkanlah dulu. Biarlah disimpan di dalam hati. Eceh... nak touching pulaaaa. Oh, saya juga baru perasan yang tiada post Hari Ibu tahun ni. Tahun lepas saya sempat juga tulis Because of You... Tapi apaun, this Mother's Day, may we all be reminded of how lucky we are to have one in our lives, and to have experienced their care during theirs. Semoga kita juga akan sentiasa belajar menghargai ibu bukan hanya pada Hari Ibu, tetapi selama mana kita masih bernafas, selagi hayat dikandung badan. Mak sentiasa the queen of my heart, the apple of my eye. To my dearest mom, thank you! I know my thank you is never enough, but still, Terima Kasih Mak! Really, Terima Kasih.

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Us With The Kites Fly High

I was looking at my table watch, its 27.8 degree celsius, 10.29 am. Alhamdulillah I'm still breathing. By the way, I'm just ended packing things, cleaning the room, sweeping and cleaning some more. It's the end of the semester, one week holiday before the internship. Ahh, intern! What a headache. Let's forget that for a while. Well, I'm reminiscing the memories of five days ago, it was Tuesday, 12th April 2011.

All five of us, the roommates and ex-roommate are going out. Somehow, we plan to play the kites at Taman Layang-layang despite the cloudy weather. The clouds are getting darker, but it's not raining. I mean, not yet. Then we arrive at the park around 6 pm and getting excited because it's not raining there. So happily we are running, and falling, and running again on the beautiful wide garden with the kite flies high. But of course, happiness doesn't last forever. In life, there are times at which we are put into situations against our favor. And on that particular evening, it's one of the case. It's raining, heavily!

Experiences teaches us that though it may not be possible to change the tides, we can always learn how to swim. So it's not like we can play the kites in that kind of weather, though I see one guy at the park that don't even get bothered with the rain, so he kept playing. Well of course we back off, after all, we don't want to get fever as the exam is still around the corner. It's a little melancholy since it was so much fun playing the kites, who knows it could be that amazing once you see the kite is flying higher and higher up into the sky. It was a pleasure. Still haven't gave up on getting some fun before the end of the semester, as some of us are graduating and some will be working, so we end up eating together. Eating! such a favorite word!

So an hour passed by with talking, gossiping, story-telling, and gossiping again, and not to forget cooking. Well, we just throw everything in the pot and waiting for it to cook. Simple, but with much patient we are waiting, waiting and waiting some more, until everything is fully cooked. Alhamdulillah, done with the eating! The waitress is just asking if we want to add some more soup, but to her surprised, we already finished everything in the pot, nothing left. Of course we ate with our maximum speed since the Maghrib period is not long. So after prayer, doing some grocery shopping and back to UIA. But before that, something happened at the parking lot. There are lot of people exactly beside my roommate's car. They are shooting. Well, the veteran actor Jalaluddin Hassan was right beside me, but I was too busy eating ice-cream and of course I don't wear my spec at that time, I don't even notice him until my friends told me. Comes to think of it again, it's too funny.

So that is how we end this semester. We don't want to say goodbye. It's just a separation. As this one familiar quote that I frequently read and ended up remembering it saying that "A memory lasts forever, never does it die. True friends stay together and never say goodbye". We are indeed true friends. May Allah bless this friendship forever, always.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

God Please Let Me Die As A Believer

Again I have abandoned this blog for quite some time. Again I use the same excuse and blame the same thing, which is time. But of course, the blame is always on me. The hiatus is always for a sensible reason. By the way, since last week I've been struggling for my Final Year Project presentation, and also not to forget, EXAMS! Despite the time that is moving way too fast, I found myself trying to write something beneficial in this blog.

I am writing this as a response after watching The Divine Book: The Wakeup Project. It is indeed an unprecedented journey through faith. Consist of opinions from many intelligent and scholars, both Muslim and non-Muslim, from Sheikh Ahmed Deedat, Dr. Krish Kandiah, Ismael South and Ahmad Thomson to Jay Smith, Karen Armstrong, and many more. How God has blessed man with logic and wisdom that they are able to study the Holy Book and reach for truth and wisdom. Imam of North London Central Mosque, Ahmed Saad once said “If you are introducing Islam to someone or someone is embracing Islam, you just tell him, with the testimonial of faith, he has to say, I bear witness that there is no God but Allah, and I bear witness that Muhammad is the messenger of Allah and I bear witness that Jesus is the messenger of God and he is servant just like Muhammad”.

The documentary enlightens the viewers about the similarities between Islam and Christianity rather than differences and division. Both religions follow the same message, coming from the same Creator and pushing for the same aims. But why aren’t the connection and likeness ever highlighted? It is because the dissimilarities, separation, divide and conquer are the motto for some disbelievers. There is only one God, with one message. Yet many deny.

Next, the journey continues with some of the most fascinating scientific breakthrough in the Quran. From the explanation of human embryology, the formation of rain, the ocean and the life-forms within them, nature and science, to the theory of big bang, the expansion of the universe, and the list goes on. All the scientific fact that never been reveals after 20th century, has been reveals in the Quran many centuries ago. Yet many still deny.

In the name of God, the most Beneficient, the most Merciful.

By the sun and its brilliance, and the moon when it follows the sun, and the day when it revealeth it, and the night when it draws a veil over it, and the heaven and Him Who made it, and the earth and Him Who extended it, and the soul and Him Who made it perfect, then He inspired it to understand what is right and wrong for it, he will indeed be successful who purifies it, and he will indeed fail who corrupts it. (Quran, 91: 1-10)

There are still too many remarkable story and lesson from this 10 short episodes documentary that I want to share, but too little time for me to penning every detail down. Last but by no means least, quoted from the last episode of The Divine Book saying that, it’s due time that Muslims understand, that divided we are as fragile as separate fingers... but united we are a strong fist. And a fist is what is required for what lays ahead. May Allah bless us all. Forever and always. O Allah, please let me die as a believer. Ameen Ya Rahman. Ameen Ya Rahim. Alhamdulillah, finally done with the writing! The night is getting late, so for now

Sleep like a log. the way Luffy sleep.