let me take you there

Moving on is somehow felt burdensome in my case. Like, seriously. For some that might be cushy. I guess I’m a faithful and loyal person. Besides, the most-hated word in my dictionary is unfaithful, disloyal or any with the similar meanings. I’ve mentioned that in my previous post.

Due to that, within these past few years, Torres is the only my favorite football player.

Plain White T’s remains as my favorite band ever even though there are so numerous of new bands are bone now, with few good songs too. I’ve to admit that I love those songs, even sing them during taking my shower but well now I’m talking about my favorite at heart. Hence, Plain White T’s, that is.

Speaking of Plain White T’s, the new album is released! Wonders of the younger. It’s still doubtful if it could beat off Every Second Counts record. (I’ve been biased a bit by that album because I just love one of the tracks in it so so so so muchhh- let me take you there). The song itself wasn’t a super-hit in Malaysia since everyone’s eardrums were occupied by Hey There Delilah (another great song from them but Let Me Take You There beats it, in my term) 😛

So yeah, why don’t you just download the new single; Rhythm Of Love.

Man, I just hit by a stinging regret. Should you have a blog or personal journals since several years ago, do not ever delete it. Gosh, it feels good to re-read what you’ve been writing all these years and from there you can measure up your achievement. And from there too, you may also define who you really are and see the way of your thinking. You must understand yourself before anybody else does. For me, the saying “she/he understands me more that I do” is for those who reluctant to own up their strengths and weakness. No offense. By the way, how could I be so absentminded to delete all my previous blogs? Grrrr… never mind. I learnt my lesson and will keep this one. isnyaAllah.

Before I end this post and since I’m in the midst of talking about songs and music, I feel so disturbed listening to Tanpamu (Krisdayanti ft Siti Nurhaliza). Not that I loathe this song, but I could feel the sensation of sadness in a great deal by it puffed in the air  with no personal reason. That might be due to fact that I often drowned myself in lyrics with deep meaning before reaching out my hands for a grip of reality. Aside from that, this particular song is just another proof that they both are gifted singers. what a great vocal.

P/s:Heart complicates things at times. Surely, not all the time cause if that so, as if like you brain doesn’t function at all. Thus, the best way to do is making sure both are working. Don’t ever decide based on your heart or brain solely, it must both. That’s why God bestowed us with those two. Use them wisely.

korean fever

Since I am unemployed, I have a lot of free time that I think I can actually post 10 entries per day. But of course, not trying to be so desperate in my own blog, I post on daily basis. Sometimes, it’s up to double or triple posts a day. We’ll see the end of this syndrome sooner or later.

I am not such a big fan of K-pop like one of my close friends back in UTP, Saiey. She knows every bit of Korean news especially when it comes to her favourite bands. There was one time where she succeeded to influence a bunch of girls in our class (including me) to download this particular Korean drama. Have you heard of Boys Over Flower? Yeah.. yeah.. the leading actor was undeniably good looking despite his curly hair. Off the record, I think curly type is only suits to Justin Timberlake but well Lee Min Ho is an exception. Heheee.. it turns out to be an interesting and I was engaged to it till the very last episode. However, without any reason I still much prefer Meteor Garden.

Super Junior will be coming to Malaysia. Yeahhhh…big wide smiles plastered on the faces of their fans all over here. some of my friends decides to go but I’m still in the middle of finding excuses to go. what are the best reasons to tell your parents that you actually want to attend a concert? Personally, I don’t think I can make it. boooooo!

Let just wait and see.

Now I’m stuck with 2PM – I’ll be back. yeah yeah…I know that song is ancient to you, saiey.hehe

p/s: I usually found myself at a loss for words. That might be due to lack of focus on what to blog or simply just one of the aging signs.

Oh wait, how the aging process has to do with this?

duhh

WAJIB BACA (COMPULSORY TO READ)

assalamualaikum fellow readers,

so yeah..the title speaks for itself. before you read thoroughly, i want you to know there are 2 different forces in physics, as well in life. one of them is resistance force. therefore, for those of you who think that you’ve read this particular article already and want to leave this page, i hope you to differ.
lets read once again, shall we. it’s a good reminder to all of us from our Prophet, Nabi Muhammad SAW.
Thank you.

the last lecture from Nabi Muhammad SAW, conveyed on year 10 of Hijr 9th Zulhijjah at Lembah Uranah, Gunung Arafah.

before that, as you read through, you will find there are certain points that have been not mentioned in the malay version, hence i advise you to read both.

the sources of these articles are:
article 1 -bm version
article 2- english version

Wahai Manusia,dengarlah baik-baik apa yang hendak ku katakan.Aku tidak mengetahui apakah aku dapat bertemu lagi dengan kamu semua selepas tahun ini.Oleh itu dengarlah dengan teliti kata-kataku dan sampaikanlah ia kepada orang-orang yang tidak dapat hadir disini pada hari ini.

Wahai manusia,sepertimana kamu menganggap bulan ini dan kota ini sebagai suci,maka anggaplah jiwa dan harta setiap orang Muslim sebagai suci. Kembalikan harta yang diamanahkan kepada kamu kepada pemiliknya yang berhak.Janganlah kamu sakiti sesiapa pun agar orang lain tidak menyakiti kamu lagi.Ingatlah bahawa sesungguhnya kamu akan menemui Tuhan kamu dan Dia pasti membuat perhitungan diatas segala amalan kamu.Allah telah mengharamkan riba,oleh itu segala urusan yang melibatkan riba dibatalkan mulai sekarang.

Berwaspadalah terhadap syaitan demi keselamatan agama kamu.Dan dia telah berputus asa untuk menyesatkan kamu dalam perkara-perkara besar,maka berjaga-jagalah supaya kamu tidak mengikuti nya dalam perkara-perkara kecil.

Wahai manusia,sebagaimana kamu mempunyai hak keatas isteri kamu ,mereka juga mempunyai hak di atas kamu.Sekiranya mereka menyempurnakan hak mereka ke atas kamu maka mereka juga berhak untuk diberi makan dan pakaian dalam suasana kasih sayang.Layanilah wanita-wanita kamu dengan baik,berlemah-lembutlah terhadap mereka kerana sesungguhnya mereka adalah teman dan pembantu yang setia.Dan hak kamu atas mereka ialah mereka sama sekali tidak boleh memasukkan orang yang kamu tidak sukai ke dalam rumah kamu dan dilarang melakukan zina.

Wahai manusia ,dengarlah bersungguh-sungguh kata-kata ku ini,Sembahlah Allah,Dirikanlah solat lima kali sehari,Berpuasalah di Bulam Ramadan dan Tunaikanlah Zakat dari harta kekayaan kamu.Kerjakanlah ibadat Haji sekiranya kamu mampu.Ketahuilah bahawa setiap Muslim adalah bersaudara kepada Muslim yang lain.Kamu semua adalah sama,tidak seorang pun yang lebih mulia dari yang lainnya kecuali dalam Taqwa dan beramal soleh.

Ingatlah,bahawa kamu akan menghadap Allah pada suatu hari untuk dipertanggungjawabkan diatas segala apa yang telah kamu kerjakan.Oleh itu Awasilah agar jangan sekali-kali terkeluar dari landasan kebenaran selepas ketiadaanku.

Wahai manusia,tidak ada lagi Nabi atau Rasul yang akan datang selepasku dan tidak akan lahir agama baru.Oleh itu wahai manusia,nilailah dengan betul dan fahamilah kata-kataku yang telah aku sampaikan kepada kamu.Sesumgguhnya aku tinggalkan kepada kamu dua perkara,yang sekiranya kamu berpegang teguh dan mengikuti kedua-duanya ,nescaya kamu tidak akan tersesat selama-lamanya.Itulah Al-Quran dan Sunnahku.

Hendaklah orang-orang yang mendengar ucapanku menyampaikan pula kepada orang lain.Semoga yang terakhir lebih memahami kata-kataku dari mereka yang terus mendengar dari ku.Saksikanlah Ya Allah bahawasanya telah aku sampaikan risalah Mu kepada hamba-hamba mu.

english version

“O People, listen well to my words, for I do not know whether, after this year, I shall ever be amongst you again. Therefore listen to what I am saying to you very carefully and take these words to those who could not be present today.

O People, just as you regard this month, this day, this city as Sacred, so regard the life and property of every Muslim as a sacred trust. Return the goods entrusted to you to their rightful owners. Treat others justly so that no one would be unjust to you. Remember that you will indeed meet your LORD, and that HE will indeed reckon your deeds. God has forbidden you to take usury (riba), therefore all riba obligation shall henceforth be waived. Your capital , however, is yours to keep. You will neither inflict nor suffer inequity. God has judged that there shall be no riba and that all the riba due to `Abbas ibn `Abd al Muttalib shall henceforth be waived.

Every right arising out of homicide in pre-Islamic days is henceforth waived and the first such right that I waive is that arising from the murder of Rabi`ah ibn al Harith ibn `Abd al Muttalib.

O Men, the Unbelievers indulge in tampering with the calendar in order to make permissible that which God forbade, and to forbid that which God has made permissible. With God the months are twelve in number. Four of them are sacred, three of these are successive and one occurs singly between the months of Jumada and Sha`ban. Beware of the devil, for the safety of your religion. He has lost all hope that he will ever be able to lead you astray in big things, so beware of following him in small things.

O People, it is true that you have certain rights over your women, but they also have rights over you. Remember that you have taken them as your wives only under God’s trust and with His permission. If they abide by your right then to them belongs the right to be fed and clothed in kindness. Treat your women well and be kind to them, for they are your partners and committed helpers. It is your right and they do not make friends with anyone of whom you do not approve, as well as never to be unchaste…

O People, listen to me in earnest, worship God (The One Creator of the Universe), perform your five daily prayers (Salah), fast during the month of Ramadan, and give your financial obligation (zakah) of your wealth. Perform Hajj if you can afford to.

All mankind is from Adam and Eve, an Arab has no superiority over a non-Arab nor a non-Arab has any superiority over an Arab; also a white has no superiority over a black nor a black has any superiority over white except by piety and good action. Learn that every Muslim is a brother to every Muslim and that the Muslims constitute one brotherhood. Nothing shall be legitimate to a Muslim which belongs to a fellow Muslim unless it was given freely and willingly. Do not, therefore, do injustice to yourselves.

Remember, one day you will appear before God (The Creator) and you will answer for your deeds. So beware, do not stray from the path of righteousness after I am gone.

O People, no prophet or messenger will come after me and no new faith will be born. Reason well, therefore, O People, and understand words which I convey to you. I am leaving you with the Book of God (the Quraan) and my Sunnah (the life style and the behavioral mode of the Prophet), if you follow them you will never go astray.

All those who listen to me shall pass on my words to others and those to others again; and may the last ones understand my words better than those who listen to me directly. Be my witness O God, that I have conveyed your message to your people.

sesekali, air mata menitis juga mengenagkan dia yang jauh di mata. bykan sedikit jarak aku dan dia. jauh beribu batu, tahun dan masa. namun aku tahu, setiap sabdanya adalah petunjuk, salah satu penyuluh jalan untuk umat yang tentunya alpa dengan dunia.

janji Allah itu pasti. firman Allah itu benar walau apa pun mereka yang munafik katakan.
dan dia kekasih Allah. selawat ke atasnya membawa syafaat. sebagai pembantu di hari pertemuan dengan tuhan kita yang pasti berlaku satu hari nanti.

2 perkara yang ditinggalkannya:
Al Quran dan sunnahnya.

semoga kita utuh berpegang pada yang dua itu. insyaAllah

p/s:esok juga ada beberapa program di kaca TV yang menyiarkan isu tentang baginda ya Rasulullah. moga2 ada manfaat dan ilmu Allah yang boleh kita perolehi. insyaAllah.

“ya Muhammad yang berjasa, alquran dan sunnah lah pusaka menjadi panduan umat manusia”

the 14th day of February

February 14^th is approaching again. I didn’t see it coming though since I never celebrated that day in my entire life. A thought popping out in my mind, what if I ever made it to the airport on the same day several years ago? Would everything be different by now? Would a little gesture and thought and determination change the whole series of my life?

I try to push away that thought as I resume my reading, trying to concentrate on sentences in the manuscript in front of me. Since the dateline is drawing nearer, half of 500 pages document is still unedited. Being an editor is not an easy job as I thought it would be. It took a lot of courage in terms of dealing with stubborn writers who undoubtedly put themselves on top of the world when their previous novels or books were sold out. Besides, weekends that are supposed to be well spent with dates or family are fully utilized for the dozen of manuscripts that I bring home every week. Works are piling up, and since my company publishes most of the so called best-sellers then we have to work extra hard, real extra hard.

The last flight out wafted in the air. I rest my tired and ached head on the table while hoping to fall asleep. However, every lyric of the song is dancing across before my soporific eyes. As I am trying to push the thought of him away, it gets bit by bit harder as the melody as if speaking to myself. He is not in my range of thinking for such a long time since we last met on a occasion which divided both of us geographically apart.

As if the memories of him were born yesterday, all of it is still fresh and crystal clear. We were both young at that time, talked about life, felt a tad scared of thinking how the future would bring, laughed to the dull jokes. He used to be defined my interpretation of teenage dream, because for all I know that exactly who he was; my teenage dream. I misread the navigation of our friendship as I wanted it to go further, beyond into “in-relationship” horizon meanwhile all he ever desired was to float on the channel in the name of friendship. I knew I saw it all wrong.

The night he boarded on the plane, I knew I was no longer able to catch his speeding pace to his dream. I plainly understood that I had no dreams to further on with, and even if I had found one later on I knew that it wasn’t the same path as his. The lacking of my will power of letting him go was equal to how much I put pressure on myself, holding me back from the path I should’ve taken. That was a foolish thing to do yet I did. Being trapped in the craphole for a while, taught me whole lot of priceless lessons which has not there in my college course to enroll. I painted my world with sadness for a span of time and while in the darkness I could only see two tunnels; the one that promised a bright light in the end or subdued dimness. I chose the former.

And for now, if I were to answer of some rustic doubts of what would happen if I decided to turn up on the day he was leaving, I don’t have response for that. Not that I purposely unwilling to answer in case I am in neediness of avoidance on that subject but simply because it’s something that shouldn’t be asked in the very first place. 

As I flintily made my choice not to leave my room on the day he left on February 14^th , which turned out to be a bless up until now, I shouldn’t question myself because I know for how many answers are there, I’m still unable to alter my history on that day and years after.

I stare out to the starry sky without limitation, I walk to the window; breathing in the cold night air. It feels frigid and sharp as the wind softly slaps both of my cheeks. I close my eyes for a little while, in the meantime my mind fluctuating between to call it a day or proceed with the open manuscript on my study table. I sneeze a few times before closing the window, afraid to get a cold as more manuscripts are in the pipeline for me to edit, just another headache to deal with.

Finally I make my way to my study table, take a couple sips of the cold coffee latte cautiously not wanting to spill it over. I am flipping through the pages when I yawn for the umpteenth time in 15 minutes, then doze off into a deep sleep.

No dreams.

arena

My sister asked me to send her to school for volleyball practice. The minute she mentioned about volleyball, my mind flooded with exciting and spectacular memories. Seeing the court itself flew me back to the year of Y2K. 

you know, at the time when Britney Spears was still a pop princess with her latest album; Ooops I did it again which happened to be my one of my favorite songs of the year. Yeahh, I was her freak fan back then.

Year 2000 was one of the best years I’ve encountered so far. That year marked few significant points of my life like going through tough experience where my friends and I needed to sacrifice most of our time on the fields; be it volleyball, netball or hockey. But of course we prioritized volleyball as it was a tradition to win that game in the district tournament since I-don’t-know-when. For all we knew, we wouldn’t dare to break the record thus we worked out butt off for it. Alhamdulillah, all the efforts was paid well.

This is not a post bragging of our achievements back then but it is more to a closetful memoirs of a lifetime friendship that I know will never dies. In that old court, flowery and sweet-scented memories created as a token for each of us to keep for the rest of our lives. These names that were once carved on the cactus leaves in the school garden will be eternally stamped in my brain cells.

Syazana, Nana, Nurul, Tikah, Zaidatul, Syafiqah, Wahida.

Usually after the evening practice, we went off straight to the stall nearby and ate Laksa. That accompanied with endless of jokes, gossips and interesting topics. By the way, UPSR never made into the conversation. We tend to worry about that subject alone or in the class whenever our teachers reminded us of its approach.

 

Back then, we didn’t know the bond made on the court will be this strong. We stayed as good friends until now even though most of us are scattered around the map. Nana is in Uniten, doing accountancy, Nurul started her role as tutor in one of the community colleges while Tikah decided to serve the nation by taking the noble job as the teacher. And as for me, all set and ready to drill oil wherever my employer puts me. hehs

All praises to Allah for letting me have these good friends. May our friendship remains until the hereafter. insyaAllah.

p/s:I miss playing volleyball with you guys. Lets do it when we have time. come one, get sweat like we used to. 

tak payah baca

they say, rindu tak berpenghujung. kalaupun ada, bila yang dirindu ada di depan mata.
but for her, he didnt have to show up, rindu itu hilang sendiri.
sah, she was wrong when she said she could love him till the end of time. luckily, he didn’t buy what she said  back then.

bukan maksudnya dia perempuan jahat, tidak. cumanya dia dulu budak hingusan, fikiran pun cetek sejengkal.
why do i have to explain herself to you when he already understood this long time ago?

percayalah, saya tahu perkara yg paling jauh adalah masa yang telah berlalu. dia juga tahu. and the distance between them is not about geographically miles apart but years apart.

as hard as for you to believe me, thats the truth. he meant something to her, but he means nothing to me.

just a cobweb thought. don’t get tangle in it.

my precious gem

have you ever wanted to write something special for someone that is very much precious in your life but in the end you were just speechless and blank? because they’re just like millions diamonds trade would never be enough.

i always see “because you loved me” as a love song but never between a boy and a girl yet it is more between a selfless human being called mother and her child. i know mother’s day is not around the corner however for someone who’s been there for me, my pillars of strength and never ever looked down on me, the one whose with faith in me regardless how inconsistent my grades could be at times, i thank you very much and eternally grateful to Allah for lending me you.

i’ll be starting my career soon, another new phase of my life and looking back you were always there, to catch me whenever i fell and now you are right here still standing beside me. i promise i’ll be a good dutiful daughter, insyaAllah.

lapan

1. Most irritating condition?
– cannot recall 😛

2. Most irritating question?
– “you rasa i gemuk tak?” (termasuk diri sendiri yang suka tny orang mcm tu)

3. I can tolerate the sound of baby crying, but I can never tolerate ____?
– the one that cries so loud as if like screaming.

4. As a girl, I always have this weird dream of having _____ in my future house.
– volleyball court. 

5. A perfect birthday gift is?
– books. 

6. High heels or flat? And why?
– flat. sebab senang nak jalan.

7. A something that you saw others do/wear, you have the slightest idea to try the same thing but you certainly sure you will never do that.
–  tight skirt. hoh

8. A thing that you would like to change about yourself?
– perangai buruk saya yg tak matured. hehs

entah

okay. this is so random thoughts.

i’m happy being home. seriously i am. since the last 10 years, i think this is the longest time i’ve ever been home. short span of holiday is not weird for those who lives in boarding school and have strict mom who always said this when it came to overnight

“ala kakak. cuti 2 hari tak payah balik lah. KL-Kedah jauh. nnt penat je”

thus i spent approximately 2 months at home for five years in Seri Puteri, then when i was in UTP that; a month and half holidays needed to be cut short due to uni activities. quite a busy bee during my first and second year.
i also did my practical in Miri, which obviously was one more solid reason not to go home as often as i wanted to.

so this is it. the quality i have to be well-spent at home. unfortunately, the other two sisters are away, hence the boredom. teman-teman nak bergaduh dan tarik-tarik rambut takde lah.

anyways, i think i lost track of interest.

(long sigh)

i lost my momentum and less passionate too these days because there’s not much thing to do.
due to that, i’ll start anew and get things on track. insyaAllah.
till then.

It was light drizzle that night. The muddy lanes crowded with people; insiders and outsiders. We strolled along the stalls. Sometimes we stopped to look at things, items or food offered for customers. I remembered looking for something or someone but had yet found anything. We just kept on walking, talking and laughing. We even bought balloons, the cutes ones of course.

My look was messy; I wore a pair of cheap slippers, cheap shirt and my favourite quite-expensive pants. I didn’t touch up my face, I usually did not bother. Maybe a bit of lip gloss that appealed to be not so glossy and shiny like a pop star does look. I couldn’t quite recall about my appearance and I guess the above mentioned would do to prove how messy I was.

Blatant sound of music was roaring from the loud speaker the moment we arrived. Like I said, we just walked, talked and laughed. We bought drinks, talked again and my eyes were searching for someone or something. I didn’t find my liking. It was almost midnight when the soft drizzle shifted into showering downpour. We hustled to the nearest booth and gasped for air. while in there, I pretended to be interested in formula one car displayed while the truth was; machines seized the least of my interest.

After a while, rain stopped. We quickly made our way out of the booth. I pushed the door hard but it seemed no movement at all. I tried to push it a few times yet still a failure. Then, only I realized that there was someone outside that door that trying to get in at the same time. I let off my hand from the door handle and by that solved the problem. As the door yawning open, my heart skipped a beat and all I knew my foot were glued to the floor for the next 10 seconds. …….frozen. If our face color could change, mine might as well settle into blue.

As I was in shock condition without movement, one of my friends nudged me. That, kicked some senses into me. The glue under my foot gradually evaporated, I smiled to the person in front of me and fleeted.

We walked back without talking; I smiled all the way while both of my friends with puzzled looks on their faces.

Yeah, I’ve to admit that metaphorically, I saw some fireworks enchanted fusion of captivating colors in the sky the moment he opened the door. guess what happened next? i know what you guys must be thinking but sorry i’ve to spoil the mood. No, we didn’t meet again for lunch, date, tie the knot and live happily ever after.

by the way, life is about dealing with reality.

and my life is real. Like a reeling movie which I, myself do not know how it’ll end. And about him; is one part of those interesting scenes that long gone since the last few sparks of the firework disappeared into the thin air.