I will be waiting here
For your silence to break
For your soul to shake
For your love to wake

I have put the ear of my soul
in the window of your heart

No more words
Hear only the voice within

Three quotes from Rumi. Has never failed to amuse me. I wish I have such talent....

Weaving ketupat is now my another 'soft skill'....err after days of learning on how to weave it. Can I put that in my resume later on?

Ku rebah di dada malam
Memecah dendam yang lama diam
Ku tanggalkan baju dunia
Dakapku dengan selimut syurga

Low blood pressure, eh?

Extremely hungry !! Makan kurma sebijik dengan kismis memang tak jadi apa laa.

Tentang Aku

Aku ini susah untuk melupakan sesuatu. Lagi-lagi perkara yang buat aku terasa hati. Yang buat tangkai jantungku bagai direntap.Yang buat dadaku sesak dan berat menanggung rasa.Yang buat hatiku bagai dilanda taufan menggila.Memang aku boleh katakan aku sudah lupa tapi hakikatnya aku punya kecenderungan untuk terus memahatkan perkara itu di ingatanku untuk masa yang agak panjang. Lupaku hanya di bibir bukan di hati. Orang-orang akan menganggap aku ini sudah benar-benar melupakan perkara itu tapi aku tahu, aku bukan begitu. Aku tahu kerana yang jiwa dan hatinya merusuh adalah aku. Ada yang mengatakan ini sifat orang yang berdendam. Entah. Mungkin juga. Persoalannya, sampai bila aku mahu simpan rasa rajuk dan terasa hati itu?

Ini dia solusinya wahai Maryam (bukan nama sebenar) lupakanlah sengketa di hatimu,damaikanlah rasa hatimu kerana setiap orang tidak akan pernah terlepas dari melukakan hati manusia lain.Kau juga bahkan mungkin pernah menyentap dan menyentak hati manusia di sekelilingmu. Kau juga mungkin pernah menjadi sebab menitisnya air mata manusia lain kerana perlakuanmu, atau tutur bicaramu. Kau juga mungkin pernah membuatkan orang-orang tertentu bergolak hatinya dan berombak kencang jiwanya.

Amankanlah prasangkamu. Fikir hanya yang baik-baik sahaja. Supaya engkau tidak terus hanyut dalam kegalauan jiwamu.

Sekian. Wehuuuuu! Aku cuba bersastera sebenarnya. Haha tapi pastinya berdasarkan kisah benar. Yes, true story, my very own story of life. Tapi aku edit la sikit. Mana pernah jiwa aku merusuh pun. Eh pernah-pernah! Pernah la sikit. Haha till then assalamualaikum and g'day!

Wishlist

Let's put the old memories updates on halt. That is to be continued some other time. And talking about wishlists instead. Kekeke.

1)  First is to learn how to mengaji well. I've found the ustazah, mama's friend and yet the saddest thing is I have no time. I mean i'm not staying in Kedah for the next one month and it seems that I'll possibly execute my plan after Ive done with my internship. I always wanted to teach kids how to mengaji and they will end up calling me ustazah. Seronoknya. Eh tapi bukanlah aku nak gelaran tu cumanya I think that is just adorable and sweet. And I'll be generating continuous pahala for my 'account'. InsyaALLAH.

2) Attend more and more religious talks. So that I'll get extra bunch of new knowledge. So that I can spread the good words too.

3) Read Sydney Sheldon's books. Franck McCourt's books, Dan Brown's. Farah Hanafi's. Oh yeah I forgot that the last author's books mentioned earlier has not been published yet and I believe shes on her way.

4) Learn how to cook.

5) Learn how to sew kurungs, jubahs, tudungs, long skirts, curtains, kebaya..  Eh tak! Ahaha ewwh the last one is not in my list. Plus learn how to stitch and do crochets.

6) Nak beg Longchamp je sebuah. Jet black in colour.

7) Learn French. Jet'aime...

8) Aaa there's much much more wishes. Tapi tak ingat. Nanti kite sambung lah ye. 

*Selamat hari raye. Jangan lupe kite waktu makan kuih raye ye.

Old memories version 1.0

I’m reminiscing ‘old’ memories, yes. Everything starts to be flooding in my mind right now.  Nak muhasabah sikit perjalanan hidup ini, haha.

Okay. Old memories version 1.

Early years of my life, I lived in Taiping, was born and stayed there till the age of 3. Then my family moved and lived in Sabah for the next three years and I even finished my kindergartens days there. I still remember, my neighbour back then was Ain’s family. So we have known each other since we were very young and and she’s getting married next week and I can’t be attending her big day because I have to be in the office on 12^th August and y’know what, this is terribly sad. Her mum even called me few weeks ago just to ensure that I’ll be there and I thought I’ll make it somehow but now, it doesn’t seems to be like what we have planned. Ok the thing here is I want to highlight that how time flies! The image of little Ain and little me running on the empty road in front of our small wooden house, sharing foods during lunch and played hide and seek with our hair being styled in ponytail and twin tail is still lingering in my mind.  At a time, we would shout and speak to each other while we were in our home’s bathrooms. How silly was that, no? Haha. We were close; we even went to school with our hair being styled in the same hairstyle. If I had my hair untied, so did her.   If her hair was in ponytail, I would do the same too and if it happened that our hairstyle is different, one of us would run up the wooden stairs of our house and insisted our mum to change to the desirable hairstyle of ours and sometimes we were late to school , just because of that. Aah kids, can’t help with that =.=

Another sweet memory that I can’t seem to eliminate up until now is, when I remember our craziness towards makeup thingy. Yes, we were fond to make up when we were only 5 or 6 years old ! So there was this aunt, our mum’s friend, she would usually ‘colour’ our face and our face would turned out to be like a piece of ‘cake’, full with ‘toppings’ and ‘icings’.I think it was ‘red velvet’ or something like a colourful birthday cakes for kids. Lucky that I didn’t clinging to that craziness along my young adult’s days! But Ain seems to be sticking to such habit up until now, she likes to put some colours onto her face, well everyone has their own preferences right. Hehe.

Whats more eh. Hmm. Hah! Chicken! Yes chicken. My brother and I once were keen in having chicken as our pets and those chickens were in various colours, some were in bright pink, some were in yellow, blue yadayada. Poor them, they were injected by colourings while they were still unborn chicks. Tapi, anak anak ayam ni cepat mati. Aku rasa efek kena inject dengan warna la tu.  I used to adore crabs too.  Hahaha. Silly. Trust me, there were crabs under our wooden house because the soil was kinda damp and wet so it makes sense when you can easily find crabs ‘walking’ outta damp soil. They were extremely little; you can’t even eat them for your lunch as its gonna stuck between your teeth. Hmm another remarkable ‘thing’ is sundae!  He’d usually bought me sundaes after he gets home from work. How sweet he was back then.

Sebenarnya kan, dah tak larat nak taip. Wait for another versions yaah.