You play the music,
A soft soothing one,
Then you take my hand,
and lead me to the dance floor.
The baby steps,
One at a time,
You hold me close,
and teach me to dance.
I love the music,
One of a kind,
That touches deep down,
I heart the dance,
That only we both could comprehend.
We move to the music,
As it plays sweetly on air,
Drifting into our little world,
Enjoying the music and the dance.
Tuesday, 3 May 2011
she's on cloud nine :)
she sings,
she skips,
she smiles :)
she dances to the music,
from the chirping birds around.
she floats and she fidgets
when he stares into her eyes.
she's lost in the moment
and wishes that time will freeze.
every thing seems so sunny
every thing seems so gay
as she looks at the flowers
in the meadow they gently sway.
and again as she sings, she skips and she smiles,
that's when she knows that she's apparently on cloud nine :)
she skips,
she smiles :)
she dances to the music,
from the chirping birds around.
she floats and she fidgets
when he stares into her eyes.
she's lost in the moment
and wishes that time will freeze.
every thing seems so sunny
every thing seems so gay
as she looks at the flowers
in the meadow they gently sway.
and again as she sings, she skips and she smiles,
that's when she knows that she's apparently on cloud nine :)
Saturday, 12 February 2011
and i thank Thee
For the health and the life that I'm living,
For every second of the breath that i'm breathing,
and I thank Thee.
For all the loving, caring and supportive families that i have,
For the ever understanding and wonderful companions to sail through live,
and I thank Thee.
For every second of the breath that i'm breathing,
and I thank Thee.
For all the loving, caring and supportive families that i have,
For the ever understanding and wonderful companions to sail through live,
and I thank Thee.
Friday, 11 February 2011
when music does more than soothe the soul
I'm currently listening to the scientist by coldplay. I know it's an old song, yet i love listening to it every time! I can even play and listen to it on repeat. The melody, the lyrics, perfect.
"Nobody said it was easy...no one said it would be this hard"
It just brings back memories, of life, of love.
"Nobody said it was easy...no one said it would be this hard"
It just brings back memories, of life, of love.
Thursday, 10 February 2011
Last words
I feel like sharing this email with you, dearest readers. Yeah, as they say, sharing is caring :)
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Last words of Prophet Mohammed Nabi Karim S.A.W.....
Suddenly, there was a person, he said salaam.
'May I come in?' he asked.
But Fatimah did not allow him enter the room.
'I'm sorry, my father is ill,' said Fatimah, turned her body back and closed the door.
She went back to her father who had opened his eyes and asked Fatimah, 'Who was he, my daughter?'
'I don't know, my father. It was the first time for me to see
him, 'Fatimah said gently.
Then, Rasulullah looked at his daughter with trembled look, as if he wanted to reminisce about every part of her daughter's face..
'Know one thing! He is who erases the temporary pleasure; he is who separates the companionship in the world.
He is the death angel,' said Rasulullah.
Fatimah bore the bomb of her cry. The death angel came toward him; But Rasulullah asked why Jibril did not come along with him. Then, Jibril was called. Jibril was ready in the sky to welcome the soul of Habibullah and the leader of the earth.
'O Jibril, explain me about my rights in front of ALLAH?' Rasulullah asked with a weakest voice.
'The doors of sky have opened; the angels are waiting for your soul.'
'All jannats open widely waiting for you,' Jibril said.
But, in fact, all this did not make Rasulullah relieved, his eyes were still full of worry..
'You are not happy to hear this news?' asked Jibril.
'Tell me about the destiny of my people in future?'
'Don't worry, O Rasul ALLAH. I heard ALLAH tell me: 'I make jannat haram for everyone, except the people of Muhammad who are inside it, 'Jibril said.
It became closer and closer, the time for Malaekat Izrail to do his work.
Slowly, Rasulullah's soul was pulled. It was seemed that the body of Rasulullah was full of sweat; the nerves of his neck became tight.
'Jibril, how painful this sakaratul maut is!'
Rasulullah uttered a groan slowly. Fatimah closed her eyes, Ali sat beside her bowed deeply and Jibril turned his face back.
'Am I repugnant to you that you turn your face back o Jibril? 'Rasulullah asked the Deliverer of Wahy.
'Who is the one who could see the Habibullah in his condition ofsakaratul maut,' Jibril said.
Not for a while, Rasulullah uttered a groan because of unbearable pain.
'O ALLAH, how great is this sakaratul maut. Give me all these pains; don't give it to my people.'
The body of Rasulullah became cold, his feet and chest did not move anymore.....
His lips vibrated as if he wanted to say something, Ali took his ear close to Rasulullah.
'Uushiikum bis shalati, wa maa malakat aimanuku - take care of the saalat and take care the weak people among you.'
Outside the room, there were cries shouted each other, sahabah held each other. Fatimah closed her face with her hands and, again, Ali took his ear close to Rasulullah's mouth which became bluish.
'Ummatii, ummatii, ummatii?' - 'My people, my people, my people. 'And the life of the noble man ended.
Could we love each other like him? Allahumma sholli 'ala Muhammad wa baarikwa salim 'alaihi. How deep is Rasulullah's love to us.
Note:
Send this to all your Muslim friends so that there is an awareness towards the love of ALLAH and His Rasul - because - truly – except this love, the other loves, are only fana (not everlasting) thing.
Lets exhibit this love with others and make a non Muslim become a lover of Islam and Muslim.
Ameen......
Don't worry if people hate you because there are many others who love and care you in the earth. But be worried if ALLAH hates you because there is no other who loves and cares you in akhirat.
May Almighty Allah guide all of us to the Right Path and give all of us the courage to accept the Truth in the light of Qur'an and Sunnah and to reject all things which are in contradiction to the Holy Qur'an and Sunnah.
(Ameen!)
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Last words of Prophet Mohammed Nabi Karim S.A.W.....
Suddenly, there was a person, he said salaam.
'May I come in?' he asked.
But Fatimah did not allow him enter the room.
'I'm sorry, my father is ill,' said Fatimah, turned her body back and closed the door.
She went back to her father who had opened his eyes and asked Fatimah, 'Who was he, my daughter?'
'I don't know, my father. It was the first time for me to see
him, 'Fatimah said gently.
Then, Rasulullah looked at his daughter with trembled look, as if he wanted to reminisce about every part of her daughter's face..
'Know one thing! He is who erases the temporary pleasure; he is who separates the companionship in the world.
He is the death angel,' said Rasulullah.
Fatimah bore the bomb of her cry. The death angel came toward him; But Rasulullah asked why Jibril did not come along with him. Then, Jibril was called. Jibril was ready in the sky to welcome the soul of Habibullah and the leader of the earth.
'O Jibril, explain me about my rights in front of ALLAH?' Rasulullah asked with a weakest voice.
'The doors of sky have opened; the angels are waiting for your soul.'
'All jannats open widely waiting for you,' Jibril said.
But, in fact, all this did not make Rasulullah relieved, his eyes were still full of worry..
'You are not happy to hear this news?' asked Jibril.
'Tell me about the destiny of my people in future?'
'Don't worry, O Rasul ALLAH. I heard ALLAH tell me: 'I make jannat haram for everyone, except the people of Muhammad who are inside it, 'Jibril said.
It became closer and closer, the time for Malaekat Izrail to do his work.
Slowly, Rasulullah's soul was pulled. It was seemed that the body of Rasulullah was full of sweat; the nerves of his neck became tight.
'Jibril, how painful this sakaratul maut is!'
Rasulullah uttered a groan slowly. Fatimah closed her eyes, Ali sat beside her bowed deeply and Jibril turned his face back.
'Am I repugnant to you that you turn your face back o Jibril? 'Rasulullah asked the Deliverer of Wahy.
'Who is the one who could see the Habibullah in his condition ofsakaratul maut,' Jibril said.
Not for a while, Rasulullah uttered a groan because of unbearable pain.
'O ALLAH, how great is this sakaratul maut. Give me all these pains; don't give it to my people.'
The body of Rasulullah became cold, his feet and chest did not move anymore.....
His lips vibrated as if he wanted to say something, Ali took his ear close to Rasulullah.
'Uushiikum bis shalati, wa maa malakat aimanuku - take care of the saalat and take care the weak people among you.'
Outside the room, there were cries shouted each other, sahabah held each other. Fatimah closed her face with her hands and, again, Ali took his ear close to Rasulullah's mouth which became bluish.
'Ummatii, ummatii, ummatii?' - 'My people, my people, my people. 'And the life of the noble man ended.
Could we love each other like him? Allahumma sholli 'ala Muhammad wa baarikwa salim 'alaihi. How deep is Rasulullah's love to us.
Note:
Send this to all your Muslim friends so that there is an awareness towards the love of ALLAH and His Rasul - because - truly – except this love, the other loves, are only fana (not everlasting) thing.
Lets exhibit this love with others and make a non Muslim become a lover of Islam and Muslim.
Ameen......
Don't worry if people hate you because there are many others who love and care you in the earth. But be worried if ALLAH hates you because there is no other who loves and cares you in akhirat.
May Almighty Allah guide all of us to the Right Path and give all of us the courage to accept the Truth in the light of Qur'an and Sunnah and to reject all things which are in contradiction to the Holy Qur'an and Sunnah.
(Ameen!)
Wednesday, 9 February 2011
a face in the crowd
Living in a society with various beliefs and values is as complex as it may seem, especially if you're an outsider and that your own values contradict with a number of people within the society. As a result, you can never have a sense of belonging to that particular society, until you compromise your own values and live to the majority.
I think it's a shame when that happens because one shouldn't be ethnocentric and judge others from their own set of values. We should accept others as they are since every one has his/her own beliefs which he/she was brought up with hence making him/her unique. Yet, certain people tolerate zero 'nonsense' and strictly believe that if you are in Rome, you are obliged to live like the Romans. Thus being unique within a society is a punishment to that particular individual.
Frankly, I am no Santos, so i do tend to be judgemental at times. But a reminder, keep the nasty judging thoughts to yourself. Don't spurt it out because you may never know how detrimental it can be. If not to the society, think how it shall affect the unique individual.
Therefore, this is when empathy, tolerance and openness come into place. Try to put yourself in the person's shoes. Imagine you're in a society whose values vary greatly from yours. Would you like yourself to be judged just because your beliefs are not parallel with the majority? Of course the answer would be NO, right. So think twice before we speak our mind.
So, instead of punishing the poor unique individual for being different, why not have an open heart and try to get to know the person better? I can promise you that it'll bring you no harm. In fact, you'll have an additional person to add on to your list of friends! Isn't that wonderful?! No? Yes? Haha!
In sum, the unique individual is just another face in the crowd. Don't judge and don't say nasty things to him/her just because he/she is not like you. Accept him/her as he/she is. Then i can guarantee, no damage will be done :)
p/s: Is there any possibility that a person who is judgemental is actually a person who is insecure or threaten by others? Hmm..i think there is.
I think it's a shame when that happens because one shouldn't be ethnocentric and judge others from their own set of values. We should accept others as they are since every one has his/her own beliefs which he/she was brought up with hence making him/her unique. Yet, certain people tolerate zero 'nonsense' and strictly believe that if you are in Rome, you are obliged to live like the Romans. Thus being unique within a society is a punishment to that particular individual.
Frankly, I am no Santos, so i do tend to be judgemental at times. But a reminder, keep the nasty judging thoughts to yourself. Don't spurt it out because you may never know how detrimental it can be. If not to the society, think how it shall affect the unique individual.
Therefore, this is when empathy, tolerance and openness come into place. Try to put yourself in the person's shoes. Imagine you're in a society whose values vary greatly from yours. Would you like yourself to be judged just because your beliefs are not parallel with the majority? Of course the answer would be NO, right. So think twice before we speak our mind.
So, instead of punishing the poor unique individual for being different, why not have an open heart and try to get to know the person better? I can promise you that it'll bring you no harm. In fact, you'll have an additional person to add on to your list of friends! Isn't that wonderful?! No? Yes? Haha!
In sum, the unique individual is just another face in the crowd. Don't judge and don't say nasty things to him/her just because he/she is not like you. Accept him/her as he/she is. Then i can guarantee, no damage will be done :)
p/s: Is there any possibility that a person who is judgemental is actually a person who is insecure or threaten by others? Hmm..i think there is.
at times of difficult
What would you do if you are in a pretty bad state, and have no comforting loved ones around to be the saviors and lend their shoulders for you to cry on? Here's a list of the things that i would normally retreat to. Please be reminded that the list is in no particular order.
On top of the list, escapism. Take time for yourself. Immerse in nature, marvel the beauty of God's creations. Behind every wonderfully created petals of the colourfully swaying flowers, there is the ultimate Creator. Constantly remind yourself that all things are fated, and that every cloud has its very own silver lining. Have strong faith in Allah the Almighty, the Lord who knows best. Pray and submit yourself to Him and then only you'll be contented.
Secondly, reach for the phone and text or call the people whom you rely on most; family or besties. Though i have a good and firm bonding with my family, i rarely tell them my problems coz i wouldn't want to trouble them and cause worries. Again, them, being our families, would worry regardless :p But frankly speaking, it soothes the pain a little even only by listening to my mama's or ayah's voice. So that justifies why as Muslims, we'll be rewarded with pahala only by looking at our dearest mother's or father's face. Lucky those who get to stay with their parents.
Now, the third point. Express yourself, let the emotions flow through writings. Write a journal, keep a diary or compose a poem. And that is what i am basically doing. Trying to contemplate through writings does work. At the same time, it allows you time to reflect and organize your own thoughts and life. Give it a try, it will do you good, if not much, at least a little.
Fourth, obviously, cry. I think crying heals at times. It's a natural way to express the wildly running emotions. And in my opinion, it is also the reason why God created us with tears. It's as if with every trickling tear drop, the problems just disappear.
If crying nor any of the above does no help AT ALL *notice the capitalization*, do not fret. People differ. Take some time to yourself. InsyaAllah, with time, things will heal.
p/s: Thank you for the inspiration and i am truly glad that i am able to inspire you to write :)
On top of the list, escapism. Take time for yourself. Immerse in nature, marvel the beauty of God's creations. Behind every wonderfully created petals of the colourfully swaying flowers, there is the ultimate Creator. Constantly remind yourself that all things are fated, and that every cloud has its very own silver lining. Have strong faith in Allah the Almighty, the Lord who knows best. Pray and submit yourself to Him and then only you'll be contented.
Secondly, reach for the phone and text or call the people whom you rely on most; family or besties. Though i have a good and firm bonding with my family, i rarely tell them my problems coz i wouldn't want to trouble them and cause worries. Again, them, being our families, would worry regardless :p But frankly speaking, it soothes the pain a little even only by listening to my mama's or ayah's voice. So that justifies why as Muslims, we'll be rewarded with pahala only by looking at our dearest mother's or father's face. Lucky those who get to stay with their parents.
Now, the third point. Express yourself, let the emotions flow through writings. Write a journal, keep a diary or compose a poem. And that is what i am basically doing. Trying to contemplate through writings does work. At the same time, it allows you time to reflect and organize your own thoughts and life. Give it a try, it will do you good, if not much, at least a little.
Fourth, obviously, cry. I think crying heals at times. It's a natural way to express the wildly running emotions. And in my opinion, it is also the reason why God created us with tears. It's as if with every trickling tear drop, the problems just disappear.
If crying nor any of the above does no help AT ALL *notice the capitalization*, do not fret. People differ. Take some time to yourself. InsyaAllah, with time, things will heal.
p/s: Thank you for the inspiration and i am truly glad that i am able to inspire you to write :)
Tuesday, 8 February 2011
screw me :p
okay, this is a confession.
i actually messed up with something today, resulting to something pretty ugly, i think *urgh*
my bad!!!
p/s: i can never be a good P.A. so those who are considering of hiring me, just completely get rid of the idea if you wouldn't want me to cause a haywire! Lol! ;p
i actually messed up with something today, resulting to something pretty ugly, i think *urgh*
my bad!!!
p/s: i can never be a good P.A. so those who are considering of hiring me, just completely get rid of the idea if you wouldn't want me to cause a haywire! Lol! ;p
Sunday, 6 February 2011
the awesomest day
Yesterday was the awesomest (hyperbole) day ever for 2011, so far. We had a gathering at our house to celebrate Ilhan's birth and it was truly amazing to have relatives and friends there to share the joyous moment with us. The fact that i enjoy attending and being at kenduris makes it even more meaningful, i guess.
So basically we had a fabulous day though we were all restless. Owh ya, guess what sort of questions did my aunties and uncles asked?
*drum roll*
"Bila plak kenduri Na?"
Zzzzzz~
So basically we had a fabulous day though we were all restless. Owh ya, guess what sort of questions did my aunties and uncles asked?
*drum roll*
"Bila plak kenduri Na?"
Zzzzzz~
Friday, 4 February 2011
I wish upon a shining star...
I wish everyday is as productive as today. And i wish everyday when i wake up, i'd be able to find my family there, all around me.. :(
Okay, no melancholy for this post, for goodness sake, Muna. Huhu. Emm..I'm really proud of myself today coz i actually woke up early this morning, had breakfast with mama, both my kakak, abg fairuz and my lil brothers, then went outside to clean the compound with mama. Chop down and trimmed the bamboo trees in front of the house and eventually ending up with blisters on my palm and fingers. Wuhuu~
I've also been mummy's good little girl (though too old to be called little any longer). I accompanied mama to the market today and we bought some meat, fish, chicken etc. Then i helped mama to prepare the dishes for lunch. We had soup tulang, friend fish and some ulam and sambal, which was superb!
It's been a while since the last time we ate together, so it was fun to gather as a family though still incomplete coz ayah is in Kota Bharu and abang and atul are in the UK and India. Yet, we enjoyed every bit. Owh, how i wish every day is like today...
ok, gtg. Madihah's been pulling my hand and claimed that she'll turn into the fiercest beast if i won't stop typing on her laptop! And i really wouldn't want to mess with my lil sister..Haha! :>
Okay, no melancholy for this post, for goodness sake, Muna. Huhu. Emm..I'm really proud of myself today coz i actually woke up early this morning, had breakfast with mama, both my kakak, abg fairuz and my lil brothers, then went outside to clean the compound with mama. Chop down and trimmed the bamboo trees in front of the house and eventually ending up with blisters on my palm and fingers. Wuhuu~
I've also been mummy's good little girl (though too old to be called little any longer). I accompanied mama to the market today and we bought some meat, fish, chicken etc. Then i helped mama to prepare the dishes for lunch. We had soup tulang, friend fish and some ulam and sambal, which was superb!
It's been a while since the last time we ate together, so it was fun to gather as a family though still incomplete coz ayah is in Kota Bharu and abang and atul are in the UK and India. Yet, we enjoyed every bit. Owh, how i wish every day is like today...
ok, gtg. Madihah's been pulling my hand and claimed that she'll turn into the fiercest beast if i won't stop typing on her laptop! And i really wouldn't want to mess with my lil sister..Haha! :>
Thursday, 3 February 2011
eeny meeny miny mo~
Woot2~ I finally get to meet my lil baby nephew, Adam Ilhan for the first time since he was born last 7th January 2011! To explain my excitement and eagerness to meet our little love, i even dreamt of feeding and bathing baby Ilhan last night. Haha! Weirdo me :p
But today is certainly a sweet mark in my life since i got to change his nappy and feed him for the first time. Owh, blissful!
But today is certainly a sweet mark in my life since i got to change his nappy and feed him for the first time. Owh, blissful!
home sweet home
Hey, i'm home! It is surely worth driving through the heavy traffic for approximately 8 hours and finally get to see mama, kakak, baby ilhan and the rest of the families. Home is always where i belong...
Sunday, 30 January 2011
Music please!
I love singing, those who know me would really understand my passion for singing though i'm not good at it :p But i think it's a shame that i've missed doing so for quite a long time! The last time i actually performed was...last year. Hold on, last year? It felt like ages! Haha!
But i do miss the times when i have my younger brother to play the guitar and me, singing to the rhythm. And also the times when Bobby or Shark would play the guitar or the piano and me singing again. Like the good old days in Plymouth. It was fun.
I wish i was determined enough to play the guitar back then. Sigh.
But i do miss the times when i have my younger brother to play the guitar and me, singing to the rhythm. And also the times when Bobby or Shark would play the guitar or the piano and me singing again. Like the good old days in Plymouth. It was fun.
I wish i was determined enough to play the guitar back then. Sigh.
Monologue
Is it normal for two complete strangers from out of space to be friends and have a conversation like they've known each other forever within just two days? I think that's kinda weird, yet interesting. Don't you think so? hehe :)
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Remember when our mums and dads used to remind us to not to talk to strangers when we were little? I remember. But is it still applicable now that we're grown ups? I mean from strangers then only you become friends right? Hehehe..something worth pondering, i would say :)
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Yeah, life is full of fancy surprises. I love surprises! (minus the not so cool ones) haha!
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Remember when our mums and dads used to remind us to not to talk to strangers when we were little? I remember. But is it still applicable now that we're grown ups? I mean from strangers then only you become friends right? Hehehe..something worth pondering, i would say :)
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Yeah, life is full of fancy surprises. I love surprises! (minus the not so cool ones) haha!
Friday, 28 January 2011
Orang kita
Orang kita,
Yang susah dihina,
Yang berada ditaja.
Yang baik dicerca,
Yang jahat dipuja.
Yang elok dirahsia,
Yang busuk dijaja...
Yang susah dihina,
Yang berada ditaja.
Yang baik dicerca,
Yang jahat dipuja.
Yang elok dirahsia,
Yang busuk dijaja...
Wednesday, 26 January 2011
The battle
The time is 3.56 am at the current moment, and me, instead of being in bed dozing off to lala-land, i'm actually sitting here in front of my laptop trying to make use of the time. I can't believe this! Tried hard to go back to sleep, but failed so i decided to post something here.
It's been a while (a very long one) since my last post, whic was wayyyy back in November 2010 if i'm not mistaken. I wanted to write about so many things for the past two months; the meet up with besties, welcoming the new year, baby Ilhan's birth etc but it didn't just happened. I guess i'm never a well disciplined blogger after all (can i even call myself a blogger?) :p
Hey, January 2011 is already coming to an end. How quickly time flies. Quite a few dates to remember, kakak's birthday, baby Ilhan's birth, and also, my first year anniversary as a TEACHER! Awesome right?! Who would have thought that i'd survive this teaching battle! Seriously, i'm very grateful to those who have supported and motivated me to survive at the battlefield.
Yeah, reflecting back, teaching is actually a BATTLE. You need all the necessary skills, knowledge, weaponry and well planned strategies to win it. You have to know the tactics in winning your own people's heart and simultaneously tackle the little 'enemies'.
Last year, i would say i had my victories and defeats in the battle. I learned and experienced so many new things that should have taught me to become a better warrior, i hope. And this year, the battle continues with high hopes for far greater victories. Muna, the warrior princess~ hehe :)
It's been a while (a very long one) since my last post, whic was wayyyy back in November 2010 if i'm not mistaken. I wanted to write about so many things for the past two months; the meet up with besties, welcoming the new year, baby Ilhan's birth etc but it didn't just happened. I guess i'm never a well disciplined blogger after all (can i even call myself a blogger?) :p
Hey, January 2011 is already coming to an end. How quickly time flies. Quite a few dates to remember, kakak's birthday, baby Ilhan's birth, and also, my first year anniversary as a TEACHER! Awesome right?! Who would have thought that i'd survive this teaching battle! Seriously, i'm very grateful to those who have supported and motivated me to survive at the battlefield.
Yeah, reflecting back, teaching is actually a BATTLE. You need all the necessary skills, knowledge, weaponry and well planned strategies to win it. You have to know the tactics in winning your own people's heart and simultaneously tackle the little 'enemies'.
Last year, i would say i had my victories and defeats in the battle. I learned and experienced so many new things that should have taught me to become a better warrior, i hope. And this year, the battle continues with high hopes for far greater victories. Muna, the warrior princess~ hehe :)
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