Posts Tagged ‘ getting life going ’


In the name of Allah,

Will be cooverting to blogspot soon. The need to boycott wordpress due to their unwillingness to remove a blogger who had recently made negative remarks about Islam. Go to Mazidul Akmal’s page to further read the issue.

Semoga Allah memberi kesedaran kepada orang tersebut.

Go to C’est Ecrit to visit my new blogspot page.

May Allah forgive our wrongdoings, bless our family, friends and all muslims and bestow on us His grace, Amiin. See you on blogspot!


Long way home.

In the name of Allah.

Today would be my last day in Dunedin. Well, maybe tomorrow is. My flight to Christchurch would be tomorrow at 8.50pm. Then the three of us, Nas, Azreen and I would have an overnight at the Christchurch airport. The next morning, at 10.30am, we would be on a flight to Auckland to catch our plane to Malaysia at 6.50pm… But before reaching Malaysia, another connecting flight in Melbourne.

A looong way home. But I know it’s worth the time.

It’s been a hectic week, isn’t it?

In the name of Allah.

Can I start counting days till I go back? ๐Ÿ™‚
I forgot to update my status regarding the summer holidays. Yes, I am going back and will be in KL from Nov 17 to mid February. Looong vacation. I will be going back with Azreen and Nas, on the 16th from Auckland and will be arriving on the 17th (Raya Haji) @ 8.25am, insyAllah.

POST- EXAM stress.
I can’t say that I’ve done well in my Crime paper. Cause I seriously think that the questions were sooo hard. Although I did all the questions, I can’t say that my answers were all A-typed answers. They were awfully critical questions which we have neither encountered in the pas year papers nor discussed in the tutorials. They were hard-core questions (so much for the hard-boiled crime fictions). I really hope that I pass the paper, that’s all I’m asking. I don’t even mind getting a fat, big C, as long as I pass. Cause if I don’t I’m in big, big, big trouble. Doakan aku oke? Pretty pleasssseee

It has been three days. I was in room 7, with year 5 and 6 children. It’s a totally different school from the one I went on the previous semester. But, it good to learn something new. Maybe I’ll put up some more photos (kalau rajin nanti).

I am super duper excited about going back and at the same time, worry about my results. It makes me want to throw up.

Allahumma yassir wala tuassir. Permudahkan Ya Allah. Lembutkan hati pemeriksa Ya Allah. Amin Ya Rabb.

To make up for yesterday booho! post.

In the name of Allah.

Alhamdulillah, today I woke up with a clear mind, I think. I’ve decided to stay this summer. I told myself that there must be something that I can do here. If I would not be working, I’ll travel. Go somewhere. At the moment, Sydney.

Pray for me ๐Ÿ™‚

serabut 2.0

In the name of Allah.

My situation, as I see it now, is even worst than the one I had this morning when I wrote the previous post.

In the afternoon mom told me not to go back. Initially it was quite hard for me to accept it, but eventually I managed to handle it. Quite well I should say.

Then, alter in the evening, she called. Saying that it’s up to me. Which put me in more difficult position. See, when she told me not to, I’ve had some stuff planned for the holidays. THought of visiting a friend in Sydney.

Now I’m not even sure where I would be in the next 4 months.

Yakin wani, yakin.

In the name of Allah.

I am embarking on a mission. 30 days trial period, supportive friends and perseverance. If the result is successful, insyAllah, will continue with it. If not, I’ll try other means. Other alternatives. Doakan ye kawan-kawan.

Yakin wani, yakin.

Why the heck did I decide to do this at the first place?

Part of me believes that I need to do something for myself. ย Something good for my own sake. ย And another part of me, said that this is because other people. I don’t know which should I side with. Perhaps a little bit of both.

Allahumma yassir wala tuassir.


Bismillahirrahman nirrahim.

My friends and I chitchatted on the stuff that we used to do in the past. Not the good things, for sure. And somehow, it has left me feeling uncomfortable. We had good laughs about it, but I don’t feel quite right laughing about it. Hummph.

Now that I’ve given a thought about it, I recognize what I actually felt when I dwell into my past. I have to say that I became very embarrassed when I look back to all the things I’ve done. Malu dengan diri sendiri, malu dengan Tuhan. Apatah lagi when these kinds of things are a direct contrast of what you believe now.

But those are my past, and without them, I would not be the person I am today. Kan?

Now that I think I am an adult, I believe in repentance. That everyone deserves a second chance to clean up the mess that they’ve caused. No doubt that everyone has their own stand, and some may not agree wit what I’ve just said. That people are not to be trusted, when they messed up. I’m not judging, sebab memang manusia nih berbeza pegangan, berbeza pandangan.

Anyhow, I am very grateful, that despite my past, Allah has given me the opportunity for taubat, Alhamdullilah.

I was just browsing when I came across a very interesting article. It’s on ‘Promosi Dosa & Buka Aib Sendiri’. The thing that hit me the most is one of RasulAllah pbuh’s hadith.

ูƒู„ ุฃู…ุชูŠ ู…ุนุงูู‰ ุฅู„ุง ุงู„ู…ุฌุงู‡ุฑูŠู†ุŒ ูˆุฅู† ู…ู† ุงู„ู…ุฌุงู‡ุฑุฉ ุฃู† ูŠุนู…ู„ ุงู„ุฑุฌู„ ุจุงู„ู„ูŠู„ ุนู…ู„ุงุŒ ุซู… ูŠุตุจุญ ูˆู‚ุฏ ุณุชุฑู‡ ุงู„ู„ู‡ ุนู„ูŠู‡ุŒ ููŠู‚ูˆู„: ูŠุง ูู„ุงู† ุนู…ู„ุช ุงู„ุจุงุฑุญุฉ ูƒุฐุง ูˆูƒุฐุงุŒ ูˆู‚ุฏ ุจุงุช ูŠุณุชุฑู‡ ุฑุจู‡ุŒ ูˆูŠุตุจุญ ูŠูƒุดู ุณุชุฑ ุงู„ู„ู‡ ุนู„ูŠู‡

Setiap umatku (boleh) diampunkan kecuali mereka yang mendedahkan (dosanya),ada di kalangan yang mendedahakn ini , melakukan suatu dosa di waktu malam, berpagi-pagi sedang Allah menutup keaiban dosa itu, namun tiba-tiba dia mendedahkan seraya berkata :” Wahai fulan, semalam aku lakukan itu dan ini” maka terhapuslah tutupan Tuhannya dan jadilah ia membuka (rahmat) Allah yang(sebelum ini) menutup keaibannya.( Riwayat Al-Bukhari dan Muslim)

Astaghfirullahal ‘azim. Berdose rupenye ape yang aku buat dulu. ๐Ÿ˜

Anyhow,the past is just a history, in which with it, we shape our future. And our history starts now, so why are we wasting time dwelling into our past? You have the power to make your future different.

Jom tutup aib sendiri!