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 saifulislam.com; erti hidup pada memberi.

My dear bro, whose name is not mentioned,

The man who decided to change on the 12^th hour dies on the 11^th. 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 12^th hour dies on the 11^th. Semoga kita semua sempat change on the 8^th hour, or 9^th hour, or 10^th hour, or 10.30^th 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 ;)

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.

FRIENDS

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 ;)

TRAINEE

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.

THANK YOU

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!

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.

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.

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 20^th 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. Eheh..love the way Luffy sleep.