luahan hati..:(

post kali ni mungkin x mmberi makna kpd pembaca..hanya sekadar luahan hati penulis..

1.speck patah 2 hari yg lepas.kebetulan ade satu speck je yg ok..~insecured,scared etc..hehe..nyhow tawakal byak3x...

2.anak2 ikan kesayangan dah mati..40 ekor kesemuanya,=(..rindu pula saat2 ketika penulis melihat anak2 ikan berenang ke sana sini..dan sering berkata..

'tuk yg colour itam..wah...bila besar awk akan jadi ikan yg handsome.'

'.yg putih@kuning,akan ckp..nnti awk akan jadi mak..cepat2la membesar,nnti beranak ramai2x.'

b4 gi kelas,tgok ikan dulu..balik kelas pun tgok ikan dulu..b4 tidur,kalau x bleh tido atau insomnia ke dgn tgok ikan berenang ke sna sini pun buleh terlelap...

namun...pagi tadi lepas solat subuh,hampir terlupa ikan2 itu semua dah mati..=(...sy rindu ikan2 tu..seyesly rindu..Allah knows best..insyaAllah setiap yg terjadi ada hikmahnya..biiznillah..

tadi gi kelas,dr tgh ngajar pun x dpt focus,macam nampak je anak2 ikan tu berenang-renang,nampak meka berebut2 makanan etc..sedih...=(,slide dr Tarek pun nmpak mcm ikan..;),mcm presentation tntang spesies molly,bout molly fry,how to take a good care on them etc...huhu

bolehkah kite jumpa semula kat akhirat nnti?waaa..wait for me.nak tengok agi anak2 ikan tu..,ya Rabb,jaga anak2 ikan saye ya rabb..sy rindu meka..:(,

nyhow,setiap sesuatu ada pengajaran yg dpt diambil..thank u Allah for everything..;)

wake up. live life. sleep..
and the cycle goes on..


day after day..
months after months..
years after years..


the cycle has an end...


lagu ni khas tuk anak2 ikan(tajuk=love is punishment),xde kaitan dgn siapa2 melainkan lirik dan lagunye yg sayu sesuai tuk anak2 ikan..

~penulis tlh meng'removekn'video ini sbb skrg penulis tdk lagi emo sprti sblum ini~alhamdulillah...

baibai,anak-anak ikan~

3.semenjak dua menjak ni,selalu je anxiety..la tahkof wala tahzan,innallah hamaana..sungguh sekuat mana sekalipun sy cuba jadi,satu masa akan rebah jua~nervous breakdown sekejap..nyhow,tiada pilihan lain melainkan ...stay strong..;)

Time is a river..
and books are boats..

many volumes start down that stream, only to be wrecked and lost beyond
recall in its sands..
only a few, a very few,
endure the testings of time and live to bless the ages following..



concealed within those pages, there hides a wondorous secret.

One day thelight would dawn, and mankind would finally begin to grasp the simple, transformative truth and take a quantum leap forward in the understanding his own magnificence..

(the lost symbols, pg 488)


dan brown meant something else, but in my mind, i felt as if it was meant for my most valuable possession:) to be able to read the Quran, what more blessed to understand it and follow its teachings is a blessing beyond comprehension:)



ya Allah, make the Quran the spring of our hearts, the banisher of our sadness and the reliever of our distress:)

4.alhamdulilah sbb Allah pilih sy tuk jd student medic..;),ari tu srg ukhti ade cerita,kisah srg yg accident,terus dpt quadriplegia..lumpuh..dlm masa sehari nikmat anggota badan dan kesihatan ditarik balik..dahulunya miliki tunang,namun meninggalkannya,dahulunya miliki pekerjaan dan stabil kewangannya kini xdpt bekerja lagi etc...membandingkan diri sndiri dgn mereka yg kurang bernasib baik..mmberi pukulan yg sgt hebat..betapa selama ini kurangnya kite bersyukur atas nikmat pancaindera dan segala nikmat lain yg tak terhitung yg ada pd diri..

malu pada pencipta..

alhamdulillah ala kulli hal ya rabb..

alhamdulillah sbb pilih sy utk jadi 'sy' skrg

utk lalui ujian sbgi 'sy' skrg..

alhamdulillah atas mimpi semalam..

mimpi menangis di hadapan masjidil haram..

tenang sgt mimpi itu..;)

alhamdulillah atas perkara2 yg telah lalui sepanjang bergelar hamba dimuka bumi Tuhan..

kerana segalanya mematangkan diri

mengajar srg abd mengenal Tuhan
mengajar srg hamba akan kepalsuan duniawi..

alhamdulillah ya Rabb..

sungguh sgt beruntung org yg byak risau,byak menangis,bayak lalui kesusahan,byak berpenat lelah etc ketika hayatnya didunia,sgt beruntung pada manusia yg merasakan dia 'berbeza'dgn org lain disekelilingnya,'berbeza jln hidup sejak masih kecil'etc..kerana sungguh harga syurga itu mahal..manakala neraka itu dipagari ribuan nikmat....

usah bersedih lagi taktala org menyatakan 'pergaduhan dan penceraian ibubapa akan memberi kesan psycology yg mendalam terhadap anak-anak'..sebab ada hakikat yg lupa disambung disini..mereka dibawah jagaan Allah,Allah mengawasi mereka,ujian penceraian ibubapa menyebabkan mereka lebih sedar..ada Allah sebagai tempat bergantung,sbgi tempat mengadu..;),

jgn sedih andai anda sedikit 'berbeza' jln hidupnya berbanding org lain..

life goes on..;)alhamdulillah ala kulli hal..

love for Allah..=)

Love for Allah


If my love is attached to Thee
Then from sin I will be free


Each time my heart will beat
Your name will resound with heat


With your name shivers my each limb
They seek to be released from whim


Allah, Allah, is my hearts speech
Your Mercy is what I beseech


The Most Merciful keep me content
With all that You have sent


Keep in my heart Your remembrance
And in Your deen and love allow me to advance


Help me in my quest
Permit me to pass the ultimate test


Save me from the clutches of Satan
Give me death upon Imaan.



Found this poem, and just fell in love with it:)

this life..

The Life In Jannah
The Life In Jannah

Beyond this material world, the authentic life of eternity lays

Through the spiritual serene blue skies and where the sun shines its vivid rays

Are the beautiful and unique stages of heaven

Where Allah has refined and reserved all seven.

The true Mu’mins will enter the highest level

As they devoted themselves only to Allah, and refrained from the evil of the devil.

Their enriched hearts, will escort them through inside

Not a single person who enters will grieve, as Allah has clarified.

Paradise will be adorned with rivers of water, honey, milk and wine

And fine servants decorated with ruby’s and pearls, all standing readily in a line.

Keenly waiting to serve you one after one

No more labour to do, just having fun.

Luxurious mansions and palaces made of silver and gold

Where the people of Jannah will live in and never get old.

Wearing expensive ornaments and beautiful silk gowns

Living superior than royalty with deluxe thrones and elegant crowns.

Plenty of time to tour about,

With astounding sceneries and landscapes to scout.

Vibrant flowers and delicious fruits to eat

Surrounded by loved ones, angels and prophets to greet.



This life is the ultimate trial!!!!

Which will determine our fate, so let us make it worthwhile!

trials..

Every pawn is a potential queen.


Allah has given and every one of us, our own potentials.

To be a queen, the pawn has to cross the board having face much obstacles and possibility of self-sacrifice along the way.

Trials and tribulations have a way in unleashing those potentials locked tight deep within us.

May Allah keep us strong and patient in facing our tests of life:)

orang tanye..

soklan yg kerap ditanya,

áwk bile lagi?''

dan jawapan yg bleh dberi..

''jalan hidup saya x sama mcm org lain,jadi x blehla nk lalui hidup sama mcm org laen juge,x gitu?hehe~~,its just like something that i cant afford..out of reach..dan..byak sbb..''

atau..blh je ckp..

''single is simple..''=)..

the end..nyhow kat bwh ni ade story with a moral..shipwreck..=)

The only survivor of a shipwreck was washed up on a small, uninhabited island….

He prayed feverishly for Allah to rescue him, and every day he scanned the horizon for help, but none seemed forthcoming.

Exhausted, he eventually managed to build a little hut out of driftwood to protect him from the elements and to store his few possessions.

But then one day, after scavenging for food,

He arrived home to find his little hut in flames, the smoke rolling up to the sky. The worst had happened, everything was lost. He was stunned with grief and anger.

“Allah, how could you do this to me?” He cried.

(Comment; Plenty of people use such statement,)

Early the next day, however, he was awakened by the sound of a ship that was approaching the island. It had come to rescue him.

“How did you know I was here?” asked the weary man of his rescuers.

“We saw your smoke signal.” they replied.

Moral: It is easy to get discouraged when things are going badly. But we shouldn’t lose heart, because Allah is at work in our lives, even in the midst of pain and suffering. Remember, next time your little hut is burning to the ground, it just may be a smoke signal that summons the grace of Allah.

yosh...hidup yg cuma sementara,dunia menjadi pentas ujian,..dan Allah memerhati..=)

be thankful..

A blind boy sat on the steps of a building with a hat by his feet. He held up a sign which said: “I am blind, please help.”

There were only a few coins in the hat. A man was walking by. He took a few coins from his pocket and dropped them into the hat. He then took the sign, turned it around, and wrote some words. He put the sign back so that everyone who walked by would see the new words. Soon the hat began to fill up. A lot more people were giving money to the blind boy. That afternoon the man who had changed the sign came to see how things were. The boy recognized his footsteps and asked,

“Were you the one who changed my sign this morning? What did you write?”

The man said, “I only wrote the truth. I said what you said but in a different way.

I wrote: “Today is a beautiful day but I cannot see it.”

Both signs told people that the boy was blind. But the first sign simply said the boy was blind. The second sign told people that they were so lucky that they were not blind.

Should we be surprised that the second sign was more effective?

Moral: Be thankful for what you have…Be creative. Be innovative. Think differently and positively. When life gives you a 100 reasons to cry, show life that you have 1000 reasons to smile. Face your past without regret. Handle your present with confidence. Prepare for the future without fear. Keep the faith and drop the fear. The most beautiful thing is to see a person smiling… And even more beautiful, knows that you are the reason behind it!!!

baru 4 bulan~~adik baru..namanye puteri kalisya balqis=),

catur..

At the end of the game,

the king and the pawn go back in the same box.

(Italian Proverb)

Regardless our positions, our status, our achievements in this life - upon Allah is our return.

Ya Allah grant us husnul khaatimah. ya Allah, please please please grant for us a good ending.....