The Most Adorable..

I love french!!ahakks!

Celtic Woman

Celtic Woman-They are fascinating.Can't remember since when I fell in love with their music..it's like living in the air of mystics and mysteries!It feels like hope is always here for us,no matter what happen..and there's always something about it that keep motivating me.. and I just love it!!

Effect Rama-rama

Nak atau tak memang kena terima,fakta yang manusia tetap akan berubah.
Tak kira bila,akan sampai titik turning pointnya itu.
So tolonglah..terima butterfly yang keluar daripada pupanya itu dengan hati terbuka.
Apalagi kalau memang ke arah kebaikan..

Penenang Jiwa..

Tuhan... kubisikkan kerinduan
keinsafan... pengharapan...
Tuhan...kusembahkan pengorbanan
Membuktikan kecintaan

Bisikkanku untukMu
Munajatku mohon restu
Semoga cintaku bukan palsu
Pada desiran penuh syahdu
Gelombang lautan rinduku

Munajatku dalam syahdu
Merindui maghfirahMu
MardhiaMu dalam restu
Harapan tulusnya hatiku

Kurindukan pimpunanMu
KeagunganMu dalam doaku
Kebesaran pada kudratMu
Ia membina rohaniku

Tuhan... kubisikkan kerinduan
Keinsafan... Pengharapan...
Tuhan...kusembahkan pengorbanan
Membuktikan kecintaan

Ujian kepahitan di dalam kehidupan
Padanya ada kamanisan
Ketenangan dan kebahagian
Bayangan syurga idaman

Munajatku dalam syahdu
Merindui maghfirahMu
MardhiaMu dalam restu
Harapan tulusnya hatiku

Kurindukan pimpunanMu
KeagunganMu dalam doaku
Kebesaran pada kudratMu
Ia membina rohaniku

Tuhan... kubisikkan kerinduan
keinsafan... pengharapan...
Tuhan...kusembahkan pengorbanan
Membuktikan kecintaan

On The Track

I was on my way home to fetch my lappy(sab's term for laptop) and of course,the best way to go home is by using LRT and KTM..I missed the train to Rawang while pampering myself with an ice-cream...padan muke!
I waited for about 20 minutes for the next one..finally when the train arrived,I queued at those lines where passengers were supposed to stand while waiting those from the inside to come out of the train..I just couldn't believe my eyes when I saw people outside of the train waited patiently as people from the inside got out of it..I still remember vividly,years ago, when I was still in school..they used to push each other to get into the train..not even considering those who wanted to get out..what an ass!There were this lady and her child nearly missed their stop as people kept pushing them into the train..it was such a nuisance!Once, I also witnessed a foreigner offering her seat to an old man,he was very old and I don't think he could stand for long,yet there was no one to come and offer him a seat until that British woman!I was standing not far from the old man and God knew how embarassed I am to see such an attitude!We are Malaysian,we're famous for our variety of customs and culture,and it is believed that Asians respect and honoured older people better than the Western..but what I saw proved the opposite,they had more courtesies and manners better than us..today's incident made me think that perhaps Malaysian are being better toward this kind of things..manners and courtesies..but a few things bother me as well..is it because the time factor?I mean it's not the peak-hours..lots of people are still working,and it's just 3 something in the evening..even I know there'll be plenty of spaces..why bother hasting?Well..it's just my assumption,who knows..but I'm proud to see it..for me it's a sign that we all are changing towards the better..

As I Stare..

My mind goes blank
Am I having out-of body experience??
Stupid question;(masih terasa gigitan nyamuk tiruk tadi..)
No!Stupid is a MEAN word!!
So idiot is more likely polite?
Arghh!!

Something Worth Reading

You see, in life, lots of people know what to do,

but few people actually do what they know.
Knowing is not enough! You must take action.
>Anthony Robbins

"You can't make someone else's choices.
You shouldn't let someone else make yours."
>Gen. Colin Powell

>>To live a creative life, we must lose our fear of being wrong.

>>It is better to fail in originality than to succeed in imitation.

>>Even a fool knows you can't reach the stars,
but that doesn't stop a wiseman from trying.

Rise Of A Bona Fide

If we keep searching for who we are,we'll lose ourselves gradually.It happens,without us realizing.When finally the time comes;when we think we have the idea exactly of who and what we are,its too late to go back.We'll find out that we've changed.Then there's this moment comes when we regret,regret,and regret..we will start to look for the 'old' us.Wouldn't it be nice and fine to just accept the fact of who and what we are?
A wise man once said,

"Those who tried to find the meaning of life will never find it, as they forget to live"

Why not we think about what we've done all these years of our living?Is it meaningful enough??

Slipped Away

2nd of June 2009

I was at Dr. Fadzilah Kamsah motivation camp in Lenggeng,N.Sembilan..picking up my two sisters and a cousin there as they'd finished their program.I imagined all of them sobbing and hugging mum with emotion-but only fatso was crying..bitter,bitter..the other two just laughed and chattered with joy to us about the whole thing..I was quite devastated..hehe,no chance to tease them..but, to celebrate their homecoming, I bought ice creams for each of them.We were waiting for my uncle to arrive..they wanted to see their daughter (my cousin)as she was not going home this first week of holiday.Later,they arrived and my families sat together under a pondok..nearby was a quite deep pool;the pool floor was leveled and there's a sign telling parents/guardian not to swim in it,if they did so,the risks were theirs to take..Lots of kids were swimming in it,while their parents guarded them beside the pool.Not long,I noticed a few ustaz-like facilitators rush about the pool.I thought they were looking for something and it proved me right when Dayah,my sister came and spread the words that they were searching for a child.Somebody reported that a child was drowned in the pool and none of the parents can traced any sign of their son.The crowd grew quieter and focused on the facilitators.A few of them dive into the pool and started searching for the poor child.Still, no sign of him.

The air grew humid,the clouds turned grey.Not a good sign I guess..and all of a sudden one of the rescuers rose up with a boy in his arms..My God,he looked limped,and definitely unconscious,his face was pale,all blue and his stomach looked inflated-filled with water.He was tiny,and what made me sad was to know that he was only 4.His mother screamed and cried with all her heart,begging people to save her son,telling herself she would die if he didn't come back to life.She was carrying his younger sibling.What a melancholic sight to see.I couldn't bear to watch it.I didn't even dare to go nearer than where I stood and watched this incident..a man tried CPR on that child.I prayed hard that it'll worked.

They estimated that he was drowned for like 15 minutes.Gosh..After a few trial,they confirmed that he was dead!I witness first hand the death of this child.The feeling was horrible.Rage filled my heart.Who were to blame??

His mother?Father?Us?Regrets..regrets..if only I pay more attention to my surroundings or anyone else,perhaps the child won't die..a tender age of 4 shouldn't die like this.He's too young!But then I realised,it's fate..no one can stop what Allah had meant for us..still it haunted me the whole way back.If only someone notice..

So Called Hectic Holiday..

I went home straight after my last paper-6th of May.There's a bit rush there,but still I was relieved to do so..finally I can breathe!!
Bukit Sentosa here I come!!

>1st day:I took my time..dawdling here and there,pampering myself and tried to adapt into my so called new room..the living room..grrrr!!
>2nd day:Looks like mak x sabar-sabar to see me start executing her spring-cleaning plan..of course,I'm all alone!
>3rd day:I was soo nervous and panic and swear to God-butterflies!massive butterflies in my tummies..help..don't ruined your first-time-ever work!
>4rd day;Mak told me to get my brain,my body and my feet back to the ground,tons of cleaning need to be done..I miss Bestari and #$%^&*()..whatever..and my dear friends there..
>5th day:Am I mentally challenged?indefinitely in love-sick syndrome?Home-at-last symptom?Whatt?Tell me!!I felt like running away..
>6th day:OKay..now I'm totally sane and ready to work hard to make my home my heaven for 2 months..damn this kids really need to be teach on being responsible..
>7th day:First day to pasar babe after all these 2 semester!Ow..dahla patutnye xyah datang for marking..bengong tol..nasib la orang baru,so consider forgiven..hehe..my first ayam masak lemak is cooked!My comment-Not Bad,selamat dimakan!hehe..
>8th day:Semakin bersemangat untuk mencuba resepi baru..comment:Masih selamat dimakan!
>The rest of the days is almost the same..but each day,something new is learned..baik dari family memberku,TV,radio,buku-buku dan manusia yang ku jumpa kt sekitar kawasan tu..
>For almost 1 month having to spend this holiday,I realised that I'm easily distressed,suffer from low self esteem feeling (dunno why),feeling rebellious,think irrationally and negatively..what happen??I really need fresh air!!

moody beb!hehe