perfectlyimperfect

Kalau aku happy sangat, Kenapa tak join saja? Kenapa perlu keluar keringat? Buat aku sengsara. Kalau aku gembira gila, Kenapa kau perlu jealous? Aku nak kongsi ketawa, Tak perlulah envious. Aku tahu dulu kita rapat, Sembang selalu gelak tak ingat, Dah takdir Tuhan berselisih faham Tak ada chemistry, aku pun pergi Memang di hati rasa kecewa, Tak senang hidup dah hilang teman Kugagah juga walau merana Kubulat tekad, pandang ke depan Tapi itu dulu, aku berlalu itu yang kau mahu semahu hatimu Bukan mudah senyum kembali, Bukan mudah menjadi sendiri, Bila kujumpa gembira semula, Kenapa kau cemburu tak ingat dunia? Sudah-sudahlah Cukuplah Cubalah menjadi gembira semula Hidup di dunia hanya sekali Hidup dunia cukup menyiksa Kenapa menyiksa diri kau lagi

Aku sudah hidup cukup lama, Untuk aku mengerti bahawa manusia, Tidak layak menerima cinta, Dari aku mahupun sesiapa. Kerana manusia itu kejam, Derita yang lain mata dipejam, Derita sendiri tersebar sealam, Kepingin simpati tak tahan dipendam. Kerana manusia dalamnya tamak, Kononnya tulus hakikatnya bengkak, Hatinya busuk menanti rosak, Lusuh dan kotor menunggu rabak. Manusia itu kejam, Lelah aku memberi pinjam, Perhatian, cinta, kasih dan sokongan, Hasilnya kosong, tiada dipulangkan. Dan aku juga, seorang manusia.

Kawan aku kahwin. Ah, bergegar singgahsana bujang aku. Tercabar jiwa besar kejantanan aku Terbit keringat semangat kelakian aku Lihat cermin, lihat akaun bank. ... ... ... Cancel semua perasaan hiperbola.

I was determined I'm going to conquer this rocky mountain I was doing fine I'm halfway there To the peak But then I stumbled Because of one little tiny rock, a stone I loose my balance Falling free, and hit the bottom hard. I'm back at square one. I had it all, but now I have none. I'm everything cuts and bruises, I'm crippled physically, tormented spiritually So much for determination, so much for the dream. I'm waiting for a miracle, But miracle don't come simple, I need help from the people, but that too ain't come simple. #No distinguishable rhyme, just like how my heart beats now.

Warning! : This post is not suitable for people who's about to have a meal, is having a meal, or just finished having a meal. Any throwing up and loss of appetite is at your own risk. When I was a kid, a little kid, I was a bit of a  Jamban ophobic. Well, a lot actually. I'd leave the door open when I'm doing the business, if you know what I'm saying. So that the confined space and the stories that setan living inside the room won't bother me while I'm finishing up the work to help the world to be more fertile. Oh, my business sure do have everything to do with baja.  Ah, I can see you already judging the decision I made to leave the door open. FYI, my jamban a.k.a the office was so creepy, it's the kind that's separated from the main house. Dark and surrounded by trees. Made from wood entirely , the door creaked when you try to open it. It gave me goosebumps just by imagining it. Really, I'm sweating right now. When I do the business, I

It's kind of hard To miss somebody but you just don't know who It's kind of hard too To miss somebody but that somebody probably won't miss you back It's kind of hard To browse down the phone book Just to find that you have nobody you can call It's kind of hard, ya know...

I want to be simple I want a short hair cut So I won't waste half of my life In front of the mirror twisting and tweaking my hair I want to take a long shower And sing while doing that I want to wear a plain t shirt And a pair of cheap jeans I won't care about how people look at me I want to laugh at jokes Make fun of people Be fun to people I want to read novels By the window I want to lay on the grass Under the shade of trees Close my eyes, feel the breeze Or watch the ever changing clouds I want to be simple I want to love myself Don't care if others don't

I live my life careful, you see. Because God make me imperfect. I don't blame God, oh no. I've learnt that this is just a test from Him. Me being imperfect, is a test to me. God may not judge me for who I am. But who am I to stop anyone from judging me. I'm afraid of what you think of me. I'm afraid of the way you stare at me. I'm afraid of what you have to say about me. I'm afraid that you hate me. I watched carefully the way I talk, walk; well... do things.  Everything. Each and every time. So that, you won't hate me. So, forgive me if I let loose a little. Forgive me to rest for a while from being someone you'll like. Forgive me if my letting loose a little, is an eyesore to you. See, I trust myself no more than you trusting me. So forgive me if I don't trust you, When you laugh to my joke, When you smile when I'm around. I don't deserve any of that, no matter how much I long for

Aku rasa makin menjauh dengan orang sekeliling aku. Kerana ramai teman sudah mengambil jalan yang jauh dari prinsip aku. Dan aku rasa aku makin menjauh dengan Tuhan. Kerana aku sudah mengambil jalan yang jauh dari suruh dan tegah Tuhan. Karma hits you real hard. Real and hard.

I'm just a dot I'm just a dust But who are you to judge, To show me no respect       When you are just       Another tiny speck Boo-yah!

Aku boleh tulis semahu aku. Satu ayat. Satu perenggan. Satu karangan. Satu cerpen. Satu novel sekalipun. Tapi apalah erti jika sekadar mencari nama dan puja. Cukuplah sekadar satu kata. Janji benar terbit dari jiwa.

I never really have a best friend. Because I don't deserve any.     Because nobody wants to. Because I annoyed many.     The problem is me, not you

Aku agak ramai dah tengok video kejam seorang budak perempuan kena langgar van, tapi orang lalu-lalang seorang pun tak tolong. Bagi yang tak sanggup nak tengok, here's the chronology of the story: Video ini dirakam oleh satu CCTV kedai yang dihala ke jalan, di mana Yue Yue (nama budak perempuan tu) dilanggar dengan kejam. Ini bukanlah jalan yang sunyi. Jalan berbumbung. Keadaan dia macam market besar Nilai 3, cuma takde orang jual dekat tgh jalan tu. Keep that in mind: ramai orang dan depan kedai2. Video bermula dengan seorang budak berjalan ke tengah jalan. Datang satu van. Van langgar Yue Yue. Yue Yue jatuh. Tayar kanan hadapan van lenyek Yue Yue di perut. Van brek. Pemandu tengok Yue Yue guna side mirror. Yue Yue terbaring masih bernyawa. Antara dua tayar. Bergerak-gerak. Pemandu teruskan langgar dengan tayar belakang. Kesan tayar dari darah Yue Yue jelas sepanjang jalan. Van hilang dari sight.  Yue Yue masih bergerak. Sakit pastinya. 10 saat ke

I love meeting new people. I love the conversation. I love knowing them. I love listening to them. But more often than once, I met new people that's so awkward to start a conversation with. It's still a conversation, but a lot of timid eyes and strange smiles going. So far , I can only crack one code of the awkwardness. That is I became really shy in front of kinda high profile and popular people. I see them superior and I'm out of their league. That's one thing I discovered. Weird me eh? That's one. But this other one I can't find the reason why. I'm bubbly and all, trying to get the conversation going, but the other person just sorta gave awkward expression? What's up with that? They still want the conversation to continue (I think) , but their facial muscles tweak and turn so weirdly I cannot help but to feel- awkward (please improve your vocab Naja) . So, why? Do you see me superior?Out of your league? hell to the no lah

Aku pandang kau tinggi, awan pun dicecah Sebab itu aku paling pipi Bila kaubuat perkara sebegitu rendah Tell me, tell me how I should react

I don't get why girls love Korean drama so much, I don't get why boys want to be so buff, I don't get why guys watch football 3am in the morning, I don't get how girls find so much money to go shopping, I don't get fishing,  I certainly don't get F1 racing I don't get smoking I don't get modelling I don't get Tumbler I don't get Justin Beiber I don't get cars and engines, certainly not heavy machines, But no worries I don't get myself either *If any one saw the link to Dream/Inception post; I'm sorry I retracted that post. I'm not sure if it's appropriate for you- or for me. If if you want to read it, just let me know in the comment below. I'll decide whether to re-post then.

I'm still picking up the pieces. And I crumbled while doing that. I'm just not good enough for you. Not yet.

you  complete me like a key to a padlock you warm me up like a mug of hot choc you make me smile like a sun after a storm you say I'm a perfection when all I am is deformed you sound like a song to my ears when all you do is whisper you make me feel okay turning night into day you are my only chance my only one yes, you.

It was a fine day. I met my friends after such a long semester break. We shake hands, we chat, we laugh together again. In fact, I cannot even bring myself to talk normally because I cannot stop smiling.But... But who can imagine that this glorious day hold so huge a tragedy. A tragedy no human in their normal state of mind would have anticipate it on the first day stepping back into the varsity. So severe that I find myself hiding inside my locked room, shaking . I'm not going to torture you and myself with vague plots anymore. This, is the story of a TRAGEDY. So, I got a room just a room away from the room of a friend of mine...  .  .  .  . Errr. Ok stop.. Aku pun tak faham aku tulis apa. Senang cakap, bilik aku selang sebilik la dengan kawan aku =P Sambung. Being away from each other for a good 4 months, drove us to flock into his room (let 's name him Aaron Aziz). I don't know what hantu raya Aaron Aziz used to bela , but his room always have frien

Kita manusia sentiasa mencipta alasan. Sebab itu Tuhan mengatup mulut kita manusia di Hari Pengadilan. Biar kaki tangan yang bicara.

I love my anak buah, but they're LOUD. I love my internship, but it's tiring. I love my laptop, but it's - old. I love my phone, but it's not a smartphone. I love my sisters, but they're crazy. I love my lil sis, but she's gone. I love my parents, but they're- dramatic. I love my childhood, but it's bitter. I love my neighbourhood, but it's a FELDA. I love my fashion-taste, but my wallet don't. I love my friends, but do they? I love my confidence, but I'm a coward. I love Korean dramas, but the girls love them too much. I love Inception, but the girls can't understand it. I love Gaga, but she's too weird. I love Glee, but it's too liberal. I love Britney, but she's wasted. I love Ricky Martin, but he wore silver leggings. I love Harry Potter, but not the ending. I love the Oprah Show, but it's over. I love the Oprah Show, but nu-uh Dr Oz. I love Sheldon Cooper, but not you Amy Farr

Aku rasa aku mungkin sudah matang. Cukup matang untuk faham yang aku hidup ini diperhati. oleh manusia. oleh alam. oleh Tuhan. Manusia memerhati lalu mereka berkata, bercerita, menyebar, menghina. Baik laku buruk, baik laku elok. Alam memerhati lalu mereka berdoa, melaknat, bersaksi. Dibeza laku buruk, laku elok. Tuhan memerhati lalu Dia mengasihi, menyayangi, merahmati, membalai, mencelakai, menimbangi Banyak laku buruk; neraka. Banyak laku elok: syurga. Jadi untuk berjaya di sini dan di sana, aku rasa cukup jika markahnya 2 out of 3 . Satu markah dari alam. Satu markah dari Tuhan. Markah dari manusia tak penting, terlalu bias dalam pemarkahan. Walaupun nilai markahnya hanya, ya, satu.

Lately I thought about marriage a lot. Not that I'm so gatai meghela nak nikah .Just that there's so many people about my age are now married, or planning to. If you asked me about marriage 5 years ago, I would go laughing so loud you don't wanna ask me again. But now, I feel like everyone is pushing me into the other dimension of the unthinkable; yes, marriage. Just a few months back, I'm a pengapit to my sister. And this 30 July, a girl friend of mine is inviting people for nasik minyak . Suddenly, I felt like a toddler still playing Legos, when everyone else busy playing Playstation. All the boys are talking about BoboiBoy, and I'm stucked with Usop Sontorian. Semua orang sibuk dengan fixie ,aku sibuk dengan skuter kuis kaki... I felt so left out!!! And if I lined up my siblings it would be like this: Not married Not married Married Married Married Married Married Married Not married <-----this is me You see how the list literally translates to " I&#

Senja itu selalu kuning dan merah, Sekuning jantungku yang kematian detak, Semerah hatiku yang merembes darah Sesunyi dada, habis nafas kencang berombak. Dan aku melihat warna itu menjingga Di balik himpunan mega Serentak itu, kau hadir jelma Sepasti gelap bayang, sejelas terang sinar Ketika itu juga, Saat dan detik itu juga, Jiwa ini dicucuk sebak Terbit air di ujung kelopak, Lalu menari-nari semula memori, Berdansa kembali dalam arteri, Bagai semalam terjadi, Bagai kau ada lagi. Aku cukup tahu ketentuan Tuhan Pastinya nyawa dipancung kematian Dikumpul kembali menghadap ar-Rahman Berharap jumpa di syurga yang aman. Aku cukup tahu hakikat itu Cuma tak tertahan kelatnya rindu Takut reput menunggu kamu Di pangkin senja berlatar sendu. Dan senja itu masih kuning dan merah. Bulan ini adalah bulan kelahiranmu adik aku, Iwa . 1 Julai 2011. Semoga kau terus aman. Aku akan terus menunggu dan merindu. Al-Fatihah.

Kenapa aku ni jahat sangat Buat something tak pernah nak beringat Tak sedar kot kiri kanan ada malaikat Bukan baik je,salah pun dicatat Kenapa aku ni jahat gila Kata mak buat tak dengar je Kalau kawan semua diikutnya Sekarang ni syurga tu bawah kaki siapa? Kenapalah aku ni jahat Rasa bersalah tapi still nak buat Dah puas ikut nafsu tau pulak nak bertaubat Macam mana nanti kalau tak sempat? Ish jahatnya lah aku Tak pernah berubah dari dahulu Sekaranglah berubah apa ditunggu Nafas di kerongkong baru kau tau Aku ni jahatkan,kan? Sudah-sudahlah melawan Tuhan Tinggalkanlah yang bukan-bukan Sunnah Nabi tu cuba amalkan Dulu aku tak jahat macam ni Cuba kau ingat masa kau kecik Hati kau bersih, jiwa kau murni Cubalah ya, you can do it!

Dear friend, It's been a long time since we met, We promised each other we'll never forget but lonely is all I ever get, Since the last time that we met. Dear friend The day that we last met, We were so damn scared, that we'll lose one another, that this would be forever, But then we got each others phone numbers, I called you, you called me, we talked for hours, it was so relieving to mock and joke again, then phone stops ringing, all i hear is silence. Then, ah the invention of Facebook, Your name on the white blue page got me so hooked, I moved the pointer to the "Add as friend" button, I clicked and waited, the screen I can't abandon My heart stopped and fluttered of overjoy, When the chatbox popped and you say "Hoi!" But you know how life and it's cycles so mean, we both got busy and never turn on the screen! So, now I'm between strangers in a crowded train, Scrolling down my phonebook when I saw your name, Hesitate,dialing,waiting you p

Sometime in life, we did mistakes. Mistakes that then we would regret. But somehow, in some weird way. We forget that we ever regret it. Then we do it again. And regret it. and do it again. I'm no better than a talking parrot. Talked and talked as if I'm happy, but long for the cage to be opened

The difference between men and women... Men: No matter how ugly they are, a woman will find the ugliness a beautiful thing. Women: No matter how ugly they are, all men can find one beautiful thing about them. Don't you think?

sometime i just want to write a words or two because we human never listen some of us do try without knowing they will fail so i just want to write short not that anybody would care not that anybody would read i'm just another scribble carved by a stick on the sand waiting to be washed by unforgiving tide

Kids sure can be cute. and cuddly. and adorable. But one thing we hate to admit, but we have to admit; THEY ARE ANNOYING Last night, I'm in a car with two toddlers. Nephew and niece. But the niece is boyish, she might as well be a nephew. Heh. They shouted, "Yayy!" everytime our car poton g any other cars and lorries. I super-hated the shouts because they were not synchronized, loud, high-pitched, and repeating. No sign of stopping at all. My brother drove his car fast. So you can add 'continuous' to the "Why I Super-hate" list. No, don't get me wrong. I love kids. If only they're not annoying. Head still pening now. Note: Do I look like a child abuser now? LOL. Definitely cross out pedophile eh =D p/s: I love kids

All I need is one dear person That can pat my back and say, "It's alright." Yes, all I need is only one person, That's just enough to make me satisfied But this ain't kindergarten no more It's not about toys and dinosaurs anymore We're not mere toddlers in a box of sand, We can't fight and easily be friends again, I can't take your plastic truck and then say I'm sorry, The littlest things seem now so huge and heavy. When half your life you're hurt and betrayed, You spend another half insecure and afraid, It's impossible to find a best friend forever, When you can't even put a hand on one's shoulder, You got hundreds and thousands of Facebook friends, But once you log out you're alone again, If being in a same class or school is all it requires, Then a teacher is my friend and so do the cleaners. "But it's all right now," say me to myself, Though there's no pat cause my hand can't reach my back, Let'

Exam was over, and the holiday is now!!! Yayyyy! But... not so much of yippee yay yay, because 10 hellish weeks of internship will be unleashed so very soon. Internship. Sigh. Indemnity (read damn) letter, log book, rumah sewa, work hard yadayadayada..what evs. I'm just going to enjoy this 2 weeks gap, and never care about all those tiny minute puny unimportant internship. i think that's why it got so many names - latihan industri lah, practical lah, intern lah. konon bajet penting lah kot. ah membebel plak. neves lah tu nak LI. Enough. enough of this nauseating LI thingy discussion. I'm going to tell you a story instead. A story of how one TV show POed me. You got excited already right? Right? Okay tak shut up naja. So here it goes... I got on a bus to go back to my lovely hometown with Mak. It was a work day so nobody can send us home by car. So we hop on the bus like at 11 a.m. from Shah Alam. And nerve wrecking i should say- the bus stopped at Pekeliling for an hour ++

Lokasi- Petronas Desaru Situation- Stop to refuel the car on the way back from a short vacation/ BBQ at Desaru public beach. Driver: Weh Naja, isikan minyak eh? (then off he went pergi bayar dekat kaunter) Aku: (talking to a friend at the back seat of the car) Weh ko isikan la weh... Friend: Lah, isik la... Aku: Tak reti r....isi minyak dalam motor pun melimpah... *dumb expression* Friend: *scoff* Alah, tank besar ni. Tak tumpah punya... Courage gained. Walk to the back of car, turn the cover open. Pull the pump nozzle from the huge white box (which i presumed connected to the core of the earth, extracting pressurized liquidized dinasours, miles below). Put the nozzle in. Click. The digital figures didn't change. Click click. Nozzle bergegar sikit. *phew* Pump it Naja. Go Naja go. Aku: (calmed down, joking around with Friend) Kalau handset aku berbunyi ni, habis aku.meletup. *sheepish smile* Friend: Haha. At that same freakin' moment, I felt a vibration on my right pocket, t

mungkin tak perlu mustahil dan ajaib mungkin tak perlu tenaga dan duit mungkin yang perlu adalah seorang untuk beritahu yang kita boleh yang kita mampu seorang untuk beritahu kita layak dicintaNya kita layak disyafaat Baginda selagi kita ada usaha dan pegang kuat percaya

Kadang-kadang Kuat sangat kita berpegang Pada dunia dan orang Bagai itu semua takkan hilang Padahal sudah banyak tak terbilang Diseksa didera berulang Dek rasa sendiri dan seorang Sungguh tidak adil Tuhan Jika tak dicipta alam kemudian Kerana alam yang ini terlalu kejam Diharung saja siang dan malam p/s: Hanya satu saja sebab dunia ini tak pernah memuaskan. kerana ini bukan dunia yang sebenarnya, ini dunia sementara p/s2: Kalau anda orang Terengganu, mesti poem di atas ( poem ke?) macam rhyme gila kan? Haha

Bagai sekeping foto Dipenjara atas kertas glossy Dilenyek menjadi dua dimensi Digari pada dua paksi Ditambat pada Y and X Dipaksa melupa paksi Z

Do you know when you should fend for yourself? Do you know when to just shut up and accept? If you have a foolproof plan/equation/device to know that, Please, tell me

Bagaimana aku boleh begini? Hidup sendiri berteman sepi Ada malam yang terlalu sunyi Aku meringkuk seorang- mengharap siang Kenapa tiada lagi manusia yang bisa kukongsi setiap helai rahsia Yang bisaku aku gelar teman yang bisa kurangkul tanpa segan Kenapa Kaucipta dunia kejam begini Kenapa Kautakdir aku sendiri Kenapa Kaujarak teman yang dulu Kenapa Kautinggal aku mendebu Biar aku ditimbus bawah abuk dan debu biar aku diselirat binatang dan sawang Biar aku retak dan serpih Biar aku ditenggek najis dan tulang Ini tiga tahun yang pilu Tidak sedar lama berlalu Ini tiga tahun yang jerih Mengumpul pedih menuai sedih

Waktu aku 1st year dulu, aku rasa lecturer yang paling aku minat ialah Lecturer English, Miss Santy (ke Shanty eh? lupa). She's Indian I thing. Bukan aku minat dia sebab dia perempuan. No. Bukan sebab aku minat English. Bukan jugak sebab dia lawa. Boleh la tahan =p Aku minat dia sebab dia sempoi. Walaupun kelas kena buat waktu malam, kena menapak 400m ++ , but still aku semangat nak pergi. Padahal, English yang dia ajar quite boring actually, bukan macam kat sekolah punya English. Yet, dia sempoi sampai aku suka. She is one of the rare woman with sense of humour, which without having to be manly, which doesn't matter anyway * then why did i type this down?* One thing I remember most about her must be her signature quote: "Don't take it to your heart." She always said this when she joked, which for some odd reason some people find her jokes offensive. Maybe when she told the jokes, she saw some frowning faces of my classmates. I don't see frowning faces, becau

Everybody: Hey Naja, isn't it a little bit to late to do your PSM? Submission date is next week rite? Naja: Shut up. p/s: the text behind the Robot is the actual of my PSM.I know. Boring.

It took courage for people to say things. How good it is. How bad it is. So, before you shoot down everybody's dreams and hope, Think of their courage, to do it. So, the next time you say things like, "Bob Lokman tu lain macam aku tengok. Ada ke dia join itu ini... Tak suka melawak dah..." or "Cakap macam dia perfect je." or "Engkau pun sama, nak cakap macam-macam pulak" or "Eleh, tak kemana la bisnes ko tu" At least Bob Lokman have some sense to do something better. When he did that, he lost his main source of income mind you. At least some people have the guts to say things right or wrong. At least some people work their ass off than taking the easier way, like minta sedekah or taking their own life. So, don't be some negative, unrealistic thinker. Open your mind wide. p/s: I really hate when some people understand open-minded as not minding other people's doing and say. That's ignorant FYI. p/s2: sorry for the cheezy title.

Really, I'm perfectly fine when people have two or three different personalities. Some people would say that's hypocrite.So what? But 2 / 3 personaliti? Macam mana tu??? Ok contoh: Datuk T bila dengan kawan-kawan serumah dia bukan main bising lagi. Gelak berdekah-dekah. Melawak sakan. Itu personaliti 1 - dengan kawan-kawan. Tapi bila dalam kelas, Datuk T senyap je. Nampak innocent je. Lecturer tanya soalan pun bukan main payah nak bukak suara (ok thats not really innocent eh? hoho) . Girls langsung tak tau yang Datuk T ni pak lawak/mamat kepoh. Itu personaliti 2 - dengan girls. Datuk T bila jumpa orang baru, jangan haraplah nak dengar dia tegur dulu atau senyum. Tapi,once dah kenal, orang sampai malas nak tegur, takut kena sembang dengan Datuk T 2-3 jam tepi jalan. Itu personaliti 3 - dengan strangers. So, this ain't wrong right? If you call this hypocrisy, you seriously have something wrong with your life. Takkan lah nak bersembang tepuk tampar dengan brader kaunter t

Just a quickie. As a student who studies chemical, I'm thinking of how powerful God is when He sent destruction to Japan. Solid: He shook the Japan's land at 8.9 richter Liquid: He washed Japan's shore with tsunami Gas: He's giving more test to the Japanese by radiation in the air they breath e Yup, all three phases. God Almighty. We are just a worthless pigments in the universe so vast. Pray to God, for Japan.

Terlalu lama rasanya aku melupakanmu Kutinggalkan kamu tanpa sedikit sesal Tapi tetap kauhadir jua dalam hidupku Menawar kasih dan cinta yang kekal Tapi ku angkuh Kutolak jauh Cintamu yang sungguh - - - - - Lalu kukeluh Tiada lagi kelibat kasih darimu Tiada lagi pengisi masa dukaku Tiada lagi sang pemberi teduh - - - - - Laluku keluh Tak keruan tiada tujuan Tiada panduan ke mana berjalan Hilang jejak waktu Melangkah seribu batu Mencari cinta darimu - - - - - Tuhan, aku rindu kamu!

Semalam satu mesej sampai dari bumi Madinah ke handphone aku di bumi Malaysia. Emak mesej. Katanya... "Aja, ari ni mak bertolak ke Mekah dari Madinah. Cuaca kat sini sejuk, kulit jadi kering. Doakan moga kami sihat-sihat saja dlm keadaan cuaca sejuk begini, yang terpaksa pakai baju tebal siang malam ni. Belajar elok-elok, kat Raudah di Madinah ni Mak dah mendoakan kejayaan Aja dlm mengejar cita-cita. Moga Allah kabulkan." The first thing that popped into my head was the picture of Emak shivering in that cold weather. She's thin and old. I can say that she's a sejuk-phobic , anti-sejuk , warmth-seeking, cold-despising mother =p She can't even take the coldness of kampong nights, what else a constant weather like that. Hope she's doing okay. She has to because I need that kurma, air zam-zam and kopiah murah =p *jerit* Emak, happy beribadah di Tanah Mekah!!! p/s: Nasib baik cita-cita aku bukan jadi penyanyi =D p/s2: Don't you ever dare laugh or even u

bila earthquake: lari ke ground floor bila tsunami: lari ke top floor that's all us human can do evacuate guna landasan keretapi more at http://www.boingboing.net/2011/03/11/from-the-sky-aerial.html

Kalaulah aku cepat sikit je, taklah kena tinggal dek bas W** 4893... Yes, I even can read the nombor pendaftaran of that bus. I was that close of catching and getting into the bus. Begini ceritanya; Aku set alarm phone untuk berbunyi pukul 3:45 petang supaya aku sempat bersiap beg dan naik bas ke Shah Alam pukul 4:30 petang. Took an evening nap. - Few sweet dreams. - Woke up. - Look at the time. - - - - - "Crap, it's 4:43 petang!" Reached my phone, frantically called my friend for help. They went freaked out [more than I did] ...Few nervous laughs, then I heard another friend's voice at the background, "Aku hantar, aku hantar..." And it's raining outside [now that's why I overslept! ] Grabbed any grab-able clothes, shoved them hard into a bag-pack and made my way to the door. Urgh! the computer! Masuk balik, tutup main switch. There's no time for proper shut down. Damaging the CPU and whatnot, who cares... Got on the motorcycle, he sped like

I watched a Korean drama. A girl read a poem about encounters/friendship. She said her favourite part is this... Good encounter is like a handkerchief, When you're tired it wipe your sweat, Then it wipe your tears when you're sad. Now that's a reason to love Korean drama. p/s: baru-baru ni ada kawan laki annoyed tengok ramai kawan perempuan letak gambar korean actor/singer sebagai profile picture di Facebook. When I heard that, I have this "me too!" feeling. =p p/s2: me too means i am annoyed too, not i use Koreans as my profile pic ok. LOL

Tadi kau baru saja berbuat dosa. Menyumpah seranah mungkin, atau meninggalkan solat. Mungkin mengumpat mencela, atau memandang/membuka aurat manusia. Kemudian tidak berapa ketika kemudian, kamu duduk makan di restoran, kafeteria, atau warung. Diberi kamu rezeki, peluang dari Tuhan menjamah makanan. Sedang baru tadi kamu mengingkar perintahNya. Melakukan larangNya. Menambah murkaNya. Tapi Dia masih melimpah kasih, walau dalam waktu ketika kita ini berdosa. Masih belum bertaubat, memohon ampun. Atau mungkin belum berfikir bercanang meminta taubat pun. Masih dia memberi kamu peluang. Sekarang siapa yang menzalimi diri, kita atau Tuhan? Dan mungkin ada juga antara kita yang sambil sedang enak menjamah makanan di restoran, kafeteria, atau warung; masih lagi menyumpah seranah,meninggal solat, mengumpat mencela, memandang/membuka aurat manusia. Berdosa kita dalam kita diberi nikmtnya... Sekarang siapa yang menzalimi diri, kita atau Tuhan? p/s: Jawapan aku? Kita. Nanti dibakar seksa neraka ad

Lihat ke arah sana Serakan warna dan berarakan Awan Pabila terik panas Segera hadirnya memayungi diri Pabila kau dahaga Sesegera turun hujan melimpahkan kasihnya Pabila kau katakan Akulah awan itu yang kau mahu Begitulah awan nano Setia melindungi diri Tika panas mencuba menggores pipi Dan bibirmu Begitulah awan nano Sering saja tak terduga hadir Dan tak akan tercapai jejarimu Kasihnya Kasih tiada banding Setia tiada tara Bagaimanapun jua Awan kekasih sebenarmu sayang Walaupun tak akan tercapai jejarimu Lihat diriku ini Yang sesekali pernah kau bagaikan awan Sehingga tak mungkin terlupa Berikan belas sedari dulu Sehingga tak mungkin termampu saksi Setitis pun air matamu kasihku Sehingga kau katakan Akulah awan itu yang kau rindu Akulah awanmu yang sedia Melindungi dirimu tika panas mencuba menggores pipi Dan bibirmu Akulah awanmu yang sering kau rindu Dan tak terduga hadirmu walau tak tercapai jejarimu Kasihku Kasih tiada banding setia tiada tara Bagaimanapun jua Aku pelindu

Bukan aku mintak banyak. Just treat me more like human, please? Kadang-kadang terbatuk, tersedak, tersentak dengan perangai ragam manusia keliling. Ambil keputusan sampai menekan sendiri punya kawan. Tak sengaja aku terima, tapi sebelum tak sengaja cubalah letakkan diri dalam situasi orang lain. Put yourselves in others shoes. Ini tidak, sengaja mencari pasal, cari hal. In the end, both parties rugi. Bukan baru duduk kat dunia ni. Dah boleh fikir baik buruk, kalau tak pada orang lain, fikir baik buruk pada diri. Betul aku buat silap jugak. But then, that's the purpose of telling this, right? Because one of us tak perasan dah menyusahkan orang. And I'm expecting the same teguran, how ever I hate it, you have the job to tell me- like what I'm doing now. You can say I'm kecoh, but this kind of thing; I just can't tolerate. Back to the problem- I just don't know. Maybe you are super busy. Hell, I'm no superman too... If you want things done today, tell earlier t

Kalau beginilah caranya melupakanMu ketika senang, meninggalkanMu ketika suka, mengingkariMu ketika bahagia, patut aku dirundung sahaja susah, patut aku dilanda lagi duka, patut aku ditekan dengan sengsara Cepat benar mendustaiMu, sedang enak menghirup nikmat, cuma sesaat terpaling dariMu hilang sesat dalam maksiat Kalau beginilah caranya diberi ruang diisi derhaka diberi peluang diisi dosa patut aku dihukum setimpalnya patut aku diseksa dicerca Kemudian baru akan kusedari yang nikmat itu hanya seketika petanda dunia juga tak kekal lama kenapa disia bukan padaNya Penciptaku campakkan kembali percayaku padaMu lemparkan lagi iman dan hidayahMu kerana hati ini kembali rindu dengan cintaMu tak tertahan lagi didusta janji makhlukmu Penciptaku Ingatkan aku Sedarkan aku Kuatkan aku Jangan lagi berulang Jangan lagi terselang Dosa - pahala Taubat - derhaka - mungkin aku harus cepat berpuasa sunat, bila dunia terlalu nikmat, iman di hati tiada terlekat -mungkin aku harus diam sahaja, kerana bany

Minggu lepas sampai sesak dada mengurus penginapan Minggu lepas juga akhirnya hilang penat kepala bila berjalan Minggu ini datang semula sempitnya masa Bersilih ganti, memang benar janji Yang Esa Minggu lepas-lepas memegang beban tugas Entah terpikul kerja,entah banyak yang terlepas, Tapi tubuh ini meredah juga, Takut yang ditanggung rasa teraniaya. Sampai ke kota terbebaslah keluh Memerhati dunia berpeluh tubuh Beban yang ditanggung terus dilupa Rungut dan jerit menjadi ketawa Tapi dunia ini sedikit suka Kerana dunia sekadar cuma Yang banyak ada hanyalah duka Kembali semula ujian Dia [ dua hari bersama rakan sekampus,dua hari bersama teman sekolah, lalu sakit hilang hapus, tinggal cahaya,sinar, dan cerah ] ps: I'm really bad at being the person in charge. good experience, but once is enough. Sorry for being so untrustworthy. Gomenasai. Sumimasen. Tuipuci. Sorry.

Jika diberi mencinta manusia Hanya engkau yang kupilih Rautmu sempurna Tingkahmu terjaga Antara teman kamu tercantik Antara manusia kamu terbaik Langkahmu teratur Yang elok ditutur Wajahmu bercahaya suci Di gelap malam bagai purnama Di terbit siang bagai mentari Bersih putih tiada tercela Tapi itu sekadar kudengari Dari bisik dan hingar sang perawi Yang turut mencintamu sepenuh hati Kaulah rasulku, kaulah nabi Kukenali mu hanya dari tulisan-tulisan Rumi dan jawi Yang tercoret rapi Kudekati mu hanya dari cerita-cerita Suka dan duka Dari bibir guru dan ayah Sungguh cinta ini lain benar! [malu aku mengucap sayang, pada manusia paling terbilang,kerna tak terikut sunnah, jauh dari caramu Ya Rasulullah]

Berkata banyak itu tanda orang bodoh, Atau tidak bercakap itu tanda orang sombong? Ketawa itu penawar hati, Atau ketawa itu menggelap hati? Kenapa percaya budaya bangsa dan kata dari Barat sana, bila Nabi berkata (lebih kurang maksud) : " Hendaklah kamu sedikit ketawa dan banyak menangis..." " Sesiapa yang banyak bercakap banyaklah kesalahannya, sesiapa yang banyak kesalahannya banyaklah dosanya dan siapa yang banyak dosanya, api nerakalah paling layak untuk dirinya... ” [Lama blog ini diam kerana sibuk]

Here's my advice if you want to spend a short holiday on a vacation: Go somewhere near. Here's why I said that: I went somewhere FAR. Here's why, exactly: For a 7 days holiday, I spent most of the time on road, in the car, in order to go to places. The holiday started as early as 10 a.m last Saturday (yeah right, early) from my varsity. The journey to Negri Sembilan took a staggering 3 hours++ (including sesat, tanya arah & stuff). Ah, senang cerita buat dalam bentuk pointlah. Sabtu 10a.m - 1p.m : Journey to Negri by PLUS Highway. And thanks to the driving skill of my friend and his guts to take over a blue Kelisa full of awek s, we could have took a lot more time to arrive. 1p.m - 2p.m: Destinasi bajet- makan dekat kenduri kahwin senior area Senawang. Tips? Muka kena tebal. Ah, and a map. Sesat kot.Tapi memang save-lah bajet. I love kenduri kahwin. 2p.m - 4p.m: Journey to Jempol through Kuala Pilah crossing Seremban. What should be a one hour ++ trip was dragged to

Perit sinar matahari Mesir Menyejat kering darah yang semalam Menitik,melimpah, mengalir, tertumpah Kau saksi sang kejam yang pejam Bunyi yang dulu pasir berdesir Digema letupan dipikuk tembakan Cahaya yang dulu putih Ditapis asap berbau belerang Sudah Turun dari singgahsanamu Manusia ini sudah menyanggah Bumi ini menyeranahmu Kau menghimpit, mereka menjerit, kami tersepit p/s: tanah kita tak mahu berdarah, tapi kalau kita terus dihelah...

Kau okay tak kat sana? I was freaking out when I know how serious things in Egypt now. Gunshots, raping, burglaries, prison-breaks... Gila kot.Gila. Better be okay Zul Just pack your bags and go home already [credit to Tyra] Serious, aku cuak ni. Balik, now.

Adeh, aku ingat musim hujan dah stop . Lama jugak musim hujan kali ini. Global warming. Blame it on those SKP undergraduates. LOL. Sempena hujan yang kadang-kadang tak menentu ni,mesti tak ingat nak bawak payung. So , aku bagilah kat korang tips untuk meredah hujan dengan jayanya. Aku ni suka sangat tengok dokumentari. Huge fan of National Geographic & History Channel . like HUUUGE. So , apa yang aku nak cerita, mungkin dah selalu dah dengar. Anyway, jom terjah those tips... Kalau hujan, mestilah ada petir dan kilat. Jadi elakkan menjadi objek tertinggi pada satu kawasan lapang. It might hit you, and burn you like a marshmallow. Owh, the rule don't just applies on tall and handsome guy like me. Yes, you too short people =P Kalau hujan tiba-tiba, larilah dengan tak malunya menahan kereta. Jangan lepak bawah pokok. Bukan, bukan kerana amalan melepak itu tidak bagus. Just that, trees are more likely to be stroked by lightning. While fully enclosed place like a car (or a house)

You got friends who said they love you. You got family that admitted they understand you. You felt secured and you want to open up, but your heart stopped you, because it felt that you’re not. What’s that little uneasiness you experienced when you’re trying to be you? What’s that little uncertainty that came in the middle of conversations? What’s that sudden rush to stop your mouth and zipped your lips? Between those laughs and smiles, you found that hole inside your heart. One that can’t be filled with mere friendship, clumsy relationship. A hole too deep you can’t see the bottom, one too dark it sucked all light. One hole you kept hidden all this time. You covered it with fake smiles and forceful laughs. You want to show it to your best friend, but you know he wouldn’t come near. You longed for something, but you don’t know what you longed for. You want to be you, but can you tell who are you? All this time, all those friends you acquired, all those people besides you, all those Face

Hanya kerana Kau tiada pernah bersuara padaku Lalu ku anggap tiada Kamu Aku tinggalkanMu Aku lupakanMu ~Beri aku satu peluang, walau jutaan kali pernah Kauberikan~

Satu lagi siri baru dalam blog aku yang takde konsep; resipi! Memang passion aku tgk cerita masak-masak kat AFC ( Asian Food Channel ), just stalk Facebook aku , you will notice "Top Chef". Memang terbaik, Amazing Race pun tak cemas macam Top Chef. But why recipe, and why now? Soalan dari orang putih yang maybe baca blog aku, aku akan jawab. I have started cooking, or at least tolong tengok and potong-potong =p Sempena Thaipusam agaknya, classmate merangkap budak blok aku beli cooker , RM 120++ jugak dia berhabis dekat pasar raya Gergasi Giant. Mentang-mentang duit ribu raban dah masuk. And to start using it, he decided on making chicken curry! Kalau aku, maybe Maggi Kari je kot. LOL. Aku tak tau kari ayam susah ke tak nak dibuat, yang aku pasti aku nak jugak cerita dekat dalam ni sebab aku ni cepat lupa. So now, this is my blog/cookbook! Clap clap clap...!!! Recipe given is the simplified version okay, sebab dah tak ingat dah (see???!) Tumis 1) Bawang besar sebijik ( d

Okeh, for the very the very first time I will tiru my blogger friend topic: denda. Baiklah, ikat tali pinggang keledar anda, kerana anda akan saya bawa merentas ruang dan zaman, membelah space and time continuum (sila imagine kertas kalendar terselak-selak) , menyelak kembali lembaran sejarah, melukut di tepian gantang, menanam tebu di pinggir bibir, dan segala macam 'me-' lagilah... untuk menyelami dan menelusuri kembali, denda-denda yang pernah saya terima sepanjang dekad pertama dan kedua kehidupan saya. Enuff of bunga-bunga , let's get down to the facts yawww.... Masa sekolah rendah, denda cikgu bagi memang standard dengan orang lain kot. Tak kuasa aku nak cerita teknik-teknik melangsaikan denda berbentuk ketuk-ketampi, jalan itik, berdiri atas kerusi. Itu mudah. But lemme tell you something, aku kira baik jugaklah masa sekolah rendah. So denda-denda ni memang jarang kena. Tapi ada denda yang aku tak akan lupa sampai bila-bila... Masa sekolah a