Bismillahirrahmanirrahim

Assalamualaikum and salam ukhuwah.



Perhentian trip.

It wasn't planned months ago. It wasn't something that really relaxing. Heck I was very tired from the trip but it was all worth it. Enjoyed it and also I made some self discovery.

The view. SubhanAllah. MashaAllah. I cannot simply describe them. But it was very stunning that I wish I could see it everyday. But the heart captured all those precious memorable sceneries so I guess that would be equally fine for me.

The journey was sort of planned a week earlier. Rushed to buy bus ticket (yes we rode a bus all the way to Jerteh). 6 of us went on our journey on Friday night around 11.30pm. Jerteh wasn't that near from Kuantan. I was trying to sleep but the bumpy bus ride made me feel less likely to sleep. I was more to worried as the bus was driven too fast (for quite an old bus). That scary.

Then we arrived at Jerteh. It wasn't our final destination as we had to seek for any taxi to go to the jetty (around 20 mins from Jerteh). That's the nearest bus stop that we knew. We arrived around 4.00am. The bus stopped in front of 7E shop (it was too quiet as there were no people around). Luckily there was a masjid (a really big and beautiful one, Subhanallah). But unfortunately it wasn't opened yet so guess what? Yeah. Like real backpackers we were, just slept on the cold floor (alas with kain batik and sweater) and waited until almost 6 before the AJK masjid finally turned up to unlock the door. It was definitely freezing out there, and not to mention with all those annoying mosquitoes. But I was definitely mesmerized by the beauty of the mosque. Am gonna show those pictures to my dad.





While waiting for Subuh, I decided not to sleep. I was sleepy though, but knowing that I can use that opportunity to at least do something beneficial, I went down the staircase to take wudu'. Then I saw a guy, holding firmly his grandma. She's definitely too old to walk by herself but another thing that caught my attention was that she's blind. But her will to come to masjid so early in the morning, hit me directly that I thought one day when I'm old and no energy left would I be as strong as she is? Oh dear me, looking at own condition right now, I really need to do some self reflection. Shame on me.

Then again, I was getting ready for Subuh prayer, but since the granny couldn't come up where the prayer hall was situated, she had to pray alone downstairs. She was mumbling (I think she's praying) after she took wudu' then she was walking slowly towards the exit. I was a bit in confusion, how did she went here? Did her grandchild led her? Or did she walked by herself? That's why I was reluctant at first to help her, but seeing that she was kinda struggling by herself and that she was nearly bumped onto the exit door, I couldn't just look so yeah I went to hold her arm and led her the way. Then she said something, clearly in a Kelantanese slang or maybe Thailand? I don't know. I couldn't understand. All I did was uhhh and aaaahh and lastly 'sama-sama'. Hopefully what I said was right though. This is not bahasa Jawa (at least I could have use my sense to understand her), though unfortunately I can't understand Jawa Halus neither.

So right after Subuh prayer, where we were intervewied by many makciks asking where do you come from? where are you going? we started to walk in order to find any taxi that could fit for 6 of us. It sounded almost possible right? Due to not wanting to use too much money on transportation we were hoping for some miracles. Alhamdulillah, as we just started to walk from the masjid heading to where the taxis were, a taxi driver (who also just finished his prayer at the masjid) asked us if we wanted a ride. 'Allah really do love us', was what I thought at that time. Plus, pakcik teksi was very kind to let all six of us rode his taxi and he also asked for such generous amount of payment (not like taxi drivers in Kuantan sangat cekik darah). The journey only took 20 mins to arrive at the jetty. We had our breakfast first at a nearby warung. Dude, having nasi kerabu so early in the morning could only be done when you're travelling. Haha heavens. The price was also very cheap and that it was very delicious. Of course I won't find any cheaper and more delicious nasi kerabu here in Kuantan so I had to eat it no matter what.

The scenery at the jetty itself was superb! I couldn't control myself not to show my over excitement. The view was Subhanallah. It was morning, and the sun was just starting to rise. This was it. A vacation though not a dreamy one but it's healing. Calm and very soothing. That was how I wanted to put it.

p/s: Pictures turned out well thanks to vsco. I only used my Xperia T2.











After a long period of time of waiting (you've gotta be patient dude), finally it was our turn to ride the speed boat. As you can see from pictures above, that was the speed boat I was talking about. It took almost an hour, but the ride was... how to describe them? Excited, fun but at the same time a bit scary and also bumpy that we actually jumped from our seats. Add the water splashing everywhere. And a bit of tiresome (our body ached after that, warning: not suitable for osteoporosis people ahhah). But it was fun. The ocean was so wide and beautiful, that I was really getting curious on what's under the sea. It was pure blue. Heck it was taking my breath away (OMG I just sounded like a romantic person aren't I? *push self from a cliff*.

I was trying to take a few pics on the boat but we were scared that we might lose our phone into the deep sea. Nah, it was enough that we could capture them in our hearts (I sounded cheesy again mianhe).







We stayed in a homestay as you might came across the pictures above (a yellow house). It was nice having village people around us. Next to us was a grandma's house where she sold her colek-colek. They kept buying them and I kept eating them. It was yummy though. Since we came with total of 6 people, we divided ourselves into 2 rooms, so each room 3 people with a king bed and air-conditioner and also it's own bathroom. It was nice, and comfy, just fine to relax ourselves after a long journey.

I was initially wanted to post this in a go, but since suddenly I type too much (with overflowing memories) I guess I'll continue this in part 2.

Next part will be full with awesome things!

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim

Assalamualaikum and salam ukhuwah.



Just started first week of 3rd block of 2nd year. The only thing that could excite me was only food. Tbh, I engulfed too much chicken in just two days. Maybe just enough for the whole month. Bye chicken, I'll eat fish from now on.

Sometimes, you know you have the right to say (and maybe it's a right thing to say) but do consider about people's feelings. Especially women's. I know we can be so complicated but that doesn't mean those opposites aren't as complicated as we are. It just that we are more emotional and vulnerable. Though I came across some men who actually more emotional than me. True story.

I think I was told this by someone. A friend of mine back in CFS when I was still active with Pepias, When you want to point out someone's weakness or wrongful acts, you should not do it in the presence of other people (ie. while you're in meeting, or in front of the class, or in public).

Oh okay. Does it means that you can do that on social network?

TEEEEEEEEEETTTTT

Wrong. So wrong. There are people following you on social networks and I bet you that they are people that are definitely knew and connected to each other. Right?

Even if you want to..let say making a status that you thought you want to make it as a lesson to others (but instead it's clearly pointing towards a single person/group) you are definitely doing it wrongly when people see the mistakes done by that person bigger than the lesson. And this a simple question to knock some sense into your brain; Are you trying to give a lesson or just trying to put more oil on fire?

Let say okay..you made a mistake. And you cannot undo it.
Go. Apologize.
You thought that it was just a small matter. But who are you to know what's in people's hearts? Some might be okay, some might be hurting inside.

And then, this came out on my timeline.



Istighfar. Reflect yourself. You're just a human. I'm just a human. No one's perfect except Allah.


p/s: In every meeting, do remind yourself about this. Even in facebook or twitter or whatsapp or telegram or wechat or whatsoever.

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim

Assalamualaikum and salam ukhuwah.


Our short holiday is going to end soon. I did a list-to-do while being at home and I think I succeeded to grant half of them. I think so..

It's great to have the chance to see your parents everyday. It's not like the place where I study right now is too far (no, it's not on the other side of the globe), but it is somehow kinda far. A journey that almost take 3 hours just to reach home. That's undeniably too long for me. And almost more than a month in 'negeri orang' wasn't that nice either. I need this. I need home.

For this upcoming block that will be starting on next Monday, I'm still planning on how to study effectively. I can't do like what I always do since my brother, accidentally picked the wedding date just a few days before end of block 3 exam. I don't know how, or what to do since I usually stuff my brain with all those notes again and again right before the examinations. Ottokeeeeeee......Jugeul kkeot gata .( ̵˃﹏˂̵ )

Relax, don't be too nervous. Don't panic. It's yet to happen, so no need to worry too much right. I just a lil bit of stress to boost up my 'study engine'. Plus, that is only a worldly matter right? (how soothing  ヽ(ー_ー )ノ )

Well, since they said that Year 2 is still a honeymoon year for us, so I'll treat it like one. Okay, that doesn't mean I won't study and just laying around, rolling on the floor, being lazy on my bed (well most of them). I'll try my best. InshaAllah.

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim


Again, 'penyakit exam' dah datang.

Masa-masa berharga macam sekaranglah aku isi dengan menulis belog. Gaya macam dah habis exam, walhal time cuti lah paling parah aku nak buka belog. Tak ada pulak bahan nak tulis. Ciskek.

Dan macam biasa, masa nak exam lah baru nak jejak kaki ke library. Sangat tak skemanya.
Alasan: nak jauhkan diri dari katil. My favorite hello and my hardest goodbye.

Penyakit lagi. Homesick. Sebulan lebih dah tak balik rumah. Tak, jangan samakan aku dengan orang lain. Orang lain jiwa kental. Aku jenis yang tak boleh tak balik dalam masa sebulan. Rumah tempat aku nak ber'homeostasis'. Nah, rasakan penangan tak balik rumah, jiwa kacau.

Satu lagi... Ah, itu biar rahsia. Sebab Allah saja tempat aku nak mengadu pasal hal-hal yang confidential. Yang pasti, tak nak hidup dengan negative thoughts. Alhamdulillah, at least Allah bagi kawan-kawan yang baik hati nak tempuh ujian yang aku tak pasti bila, apa, bagaimana penghujungnya.

Al-kisah lagi, nak pergi sambung cram otak aku dengan nota-nota kuliah. Sakit , memang perit nak menghafal. Ah, lupa lagi. Niat kena betul. Tolonglah tajdid niat sebelum kau terpaksa menangis tengok grade kau banyak sangat abjad. Tak mahu aku lebih dari A B C.

Macam tak ada guna dah result SPM straight A kau tu. Hiasan semata.

“It isn’t life circumstance that makes us suffer. It’s the attachment to life circumstances that makes us suffer.” Yasmin Mogahed

Harap tak blank masa jawab paper. Bismillah!

 

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim

Assalamualaikum and salam ukhuwah.



Khamis lepas waktu orang lain sibuk cuti sebab krismas, biro DnI batch buat Ladies' Night dekat usrah room level 1. Adalah beberapa kecelaruan timbul but in the end, event berjalan lancar. Alhamdulillah. And thumbs up untuk biro DnI. Sisters jelah. Brothers are not included.

Malam lepas habis dinner, plus layan movie zaman Saidina Umar al-Khattab, ada game session. Banyak-banyak game, tak sangka pula kena buat 'Surat Cinta'. Basically semua kena tulis at least kat satu column atas kertas A4 for each person yang ada malam tu.

Tujuan asal game nak menegur atas sebab sayang kawan-kawan sebatch lillahi taala. Tapi dengar-dengar juga ada yang kena tegur secara melampau. Tak tahu lah siapa (seriously), tapi lain kali kenalah tegur secara berhikmah. Whether that person did something really wrong, you have to give advice using a righteous way. Aku bukan nak cakap diri aku baik. Aku tetap menegur (kalau aku rasa aku nak tegur) tapi memang aku jenis ayat berbunga habis dan cuma mengharapkan orang yang baca tu faham apa yang aku cuba sampaikan. Aku doa jelah Allah sampaikan maksud aku yang sebenar tu.

Tapi pointnya di sini, aku yang jarang pernah kisah macam mana orang lain pandang aku, tiba-tiba rasa nak tahu. Sebab banyak aku dengar, di mata orang aku ni baik. Tapi itu pun sebab Allah tutup aib aku. Tak perlulah rasa bangga pun. Aku juga manusia.

Banyak-banyak komen yang aku dapat, ini rasanya paling mengena. "Kurangkan blur", "jenis yang tak reti nak terus terang", "jenis yang suka pendam".

Part blur tu ingatkan dah boleh cover, rupanya ada juga yang perasan. Haha. Memang aku blur, even dalam kalangan sepupu sepapat aku, memang dah terkenal dengan ke'blur'annya. Part pendam tu pun, hmmm... Member baik aku cakap janganlah asyik jadi Yes Man je, cubalah say NO. And ada yang pesan, jangan sampai orang lain ambil kesempatan. Ahah! InshaAllah aku dilindungi oleh Allah daripada manusia-manusia sebegini.

Aku tak rasa satu orang pun tahu aku ni macam mana except Allah. Sebab kadang-kadang aku sendiri keliru aku ni siapa sebenarnya. Ada juga member cakap aku ni baik depan orang. Errr.. it's a mannerism. Bukan tunjuk baik. Itu aku. Jenis inferior dan introvert kalau tak kenal orang. Sebab tu juga orang lain boleh salah anggap aku ni pemalu dan pendiam pada mulanya. Walhal...Allah sahaja yang tahu,

Untuk kawan-kawan yang tegur dan beri nasihat pada aku, terima kasih banyak-banyak. Allah saja yang dapat membalas. Aku tak tahu siapa yang tulis apa, tapi at least aku dah tahu siapa aku di mata mereka. Tapi soalnya sekarang, siapa aku nak jadi di pandangan Allah?

Itu lagi penting kan?

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim

Assalamualaikum and salam ukhuwah.



"This world is designed to break your heart" - Do Not Be Sad-


I've been reminding myself of this again and again.
That this world is not forever.
That this world is just temporary.
Thus the pain, the suffering, even the joyful things
They will all be gone one day.

If I'm trying to find true happiness
Here, in this world
Then I won't find any
Because it exists there
In our used to be called home
In jannah.

Thus, I keep soothing my own pain
I keep telling it will go away
I keep convincing myself
That I will pass another day
With a firm faith that everything will return to Allah.

This heart
Is owned by Allah
Though it's broken
Or it's going to be broken over and over again
Only Allah can patch the pieces together
Only He can heal every wound and scar
That anybody else can never see.