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Thursday, 27 December 2012

Poem : '2013'

'2013'

Two thousand and thirteen
Do I officially start my degree,
My excitement, all have seen
My friends too, them, the teachers-to-be.

Two thousand and thirteen
Do I officially become twenty,
Ouh what an immature girl I’ve been!
But growing up can be scary.

I’m sad and happy, scared and excited
For what the journey ahead holds for me,
I pray that my path is guided
And that I do it not alone, but together with them, with my TESL family.

By: Soffeatul Raunaqiah Binti Mohamad Rahim



Friday, 12 October 2012

Patah jari

Bertarikh 11/10, aku patah jari. Canne boleh jadi?  Jatuh dalam shower. Sakit weh. First kena rasa nak pitam. Balik bilik air tuh terus call dijah nangis sakit. Si dijah pulak pikir aku nak prank dia, aduiiiiiiiii. Tengok jari aku bengkok semacam, risauu .Jap aku lukis kat paint canne rupanya. Doktor kasi tunjuk result x-ray nya, rupanya ade lah ala-ala ni sikit. amacam gigih tak aku melukis?


Uiiikss bengkokss

Lawa en aku lukis? Aku paksa kau cakap ye!!!!!! hohoho

Anyway, banyak pengajaran yang boleh digarap dari pengalaman aku ni. Seolah2 usrah lepas (yang berkisarkan tajuk ujian sakit itu tanda Allah sayang) macam foreshadowing pulak. Syukur dengar usrah tu, minda lebih terbuka dalam menerima ujian. Kita ditimpa ujian, Allah sayang. Kasi tambah pahala, kasi kurang dosa, kasi kita ingat sama DIA <3 . Anyway, I got 8days MC! okay tak best. Dah rindu kawan. Anyway I will still go to class, just rasa macam ohsem gila dapat MC tak pernah dapat lagi seumur hidup. huhu

Ade satu kisah menarik ni yang aku jumpa kat mastika. Moh bace :) 


Wang Syiling Dari Langit.

TINGG!

Wang syiling itu jatuh di hadapan seorang lelaki yg sedang asyik membancuh simen. Melihat logam kecil itu,tangan lelaki itu terhenti melakukan kerja. Tidak menunggu lama,tangannya segera mengutip syiling itu dan dimasukkan ke dalam poketnya.
Dia menyambung semula kerjanya.

TINGG!

Sekali lagi lelaki itu terpandang duit syiling tidak jauh dari sisinya.Lelaki itu menoleh ke kiri,kanan dan disekelilingnya.Tiada siapa yg berdekatan dengannya. Sekali lagi dia terus mengambil syiling itu dan menyimpan dalam koceknya.
Tidak lama kemudian,lelaki itu ternampak lagi duit syiling berdekatan dengannya. Pun sama,dia mengambil dan menyimpannya.
“Rezeki aku!” kata lelaki itu dalam hati.

Lelaki itu tidak sedar,logam syiling itu sebenarnya dicampakkan oleh ketuanya daripada aras lapan bangunan separuh siap yg mereka bina itu.
Sebenarnya ,ketuanya mahu memanggilnya.Ada pesanan yg mahu disampaikan ketuanya itu.Puas ketuanya menjerit daripada aras lapan,cuba memanggil lelaki itu yg berada pada aras paling bawah.

Namun,jeritan itu tidak mampu mengalahkan pelbagai bunyian mesin pembinaan di kawasan tersebut.Dek kerana itulah,ketuanya itu mencampakkan syilingnya dengan harapan lelaki itu akan mendongak melihatnya di atas.Mudah-mudahan,dapatlah dia menyampaikan pesananya kepada pekerjanya itu.

Sayangnya,sehingga habis wang syilingnya dibaling ke bawah,lelaki itu masih belum juga mendongak ke atas.

Lantas,ketuanya itu mengumpulkan serpihan batu kecil yg terdapat di lantai.Satu persatu batu kecil itu dibaling ke bawah.

Beberapa kali batu itu mengenai badan lelaki itu.Setelah merasa sakit dan terganggu,lelaki itu mendongak ke atas,melihat dari mana datangnya batu-batu kecil yg menyerangnya tadi.

Barulah dia ternampak kelibat ketuanya yg sejak tadi cuba mencuri perhatiannya bagi menyampaikan pesanan.

P/s : Sahabat sekalian,kisah ini sekadar tamsilan antara kita dengan Yang Maha Pencipta.Tanpa sedar,Allah sering menjatuhkan ‘syiling’ lambang rezeki,rahmat atau kesenangan yg tidak terkira banyak kepada kita.
Tuhan menjatuhkan ‘syiling’ itu sebagai satu panggilan agar kita sentiasa mendongak ke atas untuk mengingati dan bersyukur dengan kurniaan-Nya.Tetapi,kita acap kali lalai untuk ‘mendongak’ ke atas sebaliknya terus menikmati pemberian-Nya tanpa mengucapkan terima kasih.

Seperti kisah ketua dan pekerja tadi,apabila jatuhan syiling tidak berjaya menarik perhatian,lalu Dia jatuhkan pula ‘batu’ yg berupa musibah,kegagalan,keperitan dan pengalaman yg menyakitkan.
Dan hanya setelah kita merasa kesakitan itu,barulah kita teringat untuk mendongak,menadah tangan bersyukur mengingati Yang Maha Pencipta kita.

UUU syilling basuh baju dah habis. Batu nak buat mende. Main seremban tuh boleh lah. Tapi, batulah yang memberi kita pengajaran :) 


AnaSoffea: Sweet kan Allah :') Okay, Assalamualaikum



Friday, 1 June 2012

Friendship : Butterflies and Rainbows.

Butterflies and rainbows.  To become a butterfly, you need to be an euwwyy caterpillar first. To have rainbows you need rain. Well actually what you need is water that will refract the light and break up the colours in such a way that a rainbow will be formed. But my point is, things don't turn beautiful right away. They take time and effort. Oh yes, this is a revised 'issue'. I wrote similar things here. But here I want to be a bit more specific, I want to talk about fights in friendships. Ever fought with a friend? I have.

I don't know. I've seen friends fighting around me, some survived it and got closer, some I see they never got back to the way they were before. When I fight with a friend and we kiss and make up, I feel so good; happy beyond words. Why? Well, fights are tests aren't they? If you 'pass' the test, it just shows your bond is strong enough. And you know what? I think at times, fights are good. And anyway, its inevitable! Cannot be avoided! There will always be times when you bicker, argue, lash out,hold grudges, feel like pulling hairs, and make faces.

Here's what the med guru wrote :

"After all we are human! Our feelings get hurt; we make mistakes, get irritated, stressed out, cranky, feel misunderstood, and have opinions that clash.
So it’s natural for disagreements to create a bit of an emotional combustion. "

See there:
EMOTIONAL COMBUSTION 

It sounds all scientific doesn't it? Our body needs to do combustion, so why not our brain? eh--Does that make sense? I say brain because emotions are all up there, in that grey matter. Our emotions sometimes need to be tried and tested, so we'll come out stronger, or have stronger bonds of friendships, right? :) . 

What if after you are done fighting, things don't get back to they way they were before, or worst, you're no longer friends anymore? For me, real friends don't walk out on each other. They just don't. Imma right? :)

Okay so why am I writing this? Well actually this was supposed to be an apology post for the friends I have fought with :') 

To those who no longer consider me as a friend, I just wanna say - Just because you stopped being my friend, doesn't mean I have stopped being yours. :) I have no ex-friends. And insyallah, I will never have. I used to have enemies and all that, and that made me unhappy. I kept seeing faults, kept complaining and I was determined to hate and bad-mouthing. Now where did that get me? Nowhere. Maybe even backwards. I gained nothing, not even heart satisfaction. Well I've learned my lesson. 

You'll have fights in your friendships. But its okay. Solat hajat and pray that your friendship will remain strong. That always works for me. When we get to know people, there's always a reason. So what's with the regrets? :)

To my beloved friends, from the bottom of my heart, I apologize. I really am sorry.
  • To 'F'. I know you don't consider me as a friend. But I have never hated you. I hope one day, you'll find room in your heart to forgive me. I won't ever forget all the nice things you've done. You can be all 'mean' to me, but I know you got one big heart there :) 
  • To my YAMAHA. I seriously love you guys. We rarely fought, yes. But our friendship is often tested, with all the distance and time constraint, but we always have time for each other. Always. And I'm so glad. :)
  • To Dijah, my soul-mate. I love you. Fullstop. :) <3
Oh yeah before I finish, I would like to share this poem, one of my faves! :) :) :)
whatever your pain,
there will always be sunshine,
after the rain
Perhaps you may stumble,
perhaps even fall,
But God’s always ready,
To answer your call
He knows every heartache,
sees every tear,
A word from His lips,
can calm every fear
Your sorrows may linger,
throughout the night,
But suddenly vanish,
in dawn’s early light
The Savior is waiting,
somewhere above,
To give you His grace,
and send you His love ..
Whatever your cross,
whatever your pain,
“God always sends rainbows
after the rain.”

- – - written by Pastor Connie Ciccone

P.S Friendship is highly prized in Islam, just read all the hadith on friendships. So if your friendship goes through a rough patch, tell Allah. Insyallah, with effort from your side and Allah's willing, things will be back on track. Trust Him. Always. :) <3




Saturday, 18 February 2012

Sweet Love Story! AWW

I found an auuwwww-soooo-too-cuuuutttteeeeeeeeee of an article to not share! So here I am, gigihly typing so you could awww yourselves out! haha!

No Blind Love


By VIJENTHI NAIR
vijenthi@thestar.com.my


(Sorry, I'm gonna just skip to the best part, rather, I'm lazy, hehe) Basically the couple won the contest by Sunway Pyramid 'The Day We Met' with prizes worth over RM 15,000. Lui then brought his wife to Sunway Pyramid where they were surprised with a flash mob and then presented with their prizes :)

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I love chuuu ~ hikhik


....Lui then expressed his love for his wife in public and said he was blessed to have such a wonderful wife by his side, before kissing her on the cheek as the crowd cheered on.
"I met her sometime in 1975, while I was walking along a street in Klang town. I chanced upon a blind man who was left helpless after being hit by a motorcycle. I immediately called the ambulance and was by his side to make sure he was in safe hands.
"Just as the ambulance took off, I realised that I forgot to give the blind man his white cane. So I continued to walk holding the white cane and reached a busy T-junction. Then suddenly, a woman came and grabbed my hand and quickly offered to help me get across, thinking I was blind.
"After we crossed over, she had a good look at me and found out that I was not blind. She let go of my hand, laughed it off and walked away. Since that incident, she was always on my mind and I regretted not asking for her contact number.
"However, a couple of days later while I was at a restaurant having lunch, I heard a familiar voice serving me coffee. When I turned to look, I was surprised to find the same woman who helped me cross the road now dressed as a waitress in the coffee shop.
"I never thought I would see her again. Since we had some time, we talked and exchanged our house telephone numbers and never looked back," he said.
 Awwwwwwwww right? They so seriously deserved to win! And beside the article there's a picture of them, a seriously gorgeous couple even though they are both already 58 years old! Could it be the power of luurrveee? Lui also added that he doesn't mind spending money on his wife but not for flowers as it only lasts weeks, he'd rather buy her jewellery  and good quality watches that she loves. Third wave of awww-ing! I mean, can I have him? Haha, kidding, I'm so touched I would never want to spoil their happiness (as if I have the chance anyway,pfft) .

But the sweetest love story is of course of our beloved Prophet Muhammad's :)  (SAW)

Ee, nak sweet love story gak! kbai. Assalamualaikum! :)

 
 
 








Friday, 3 February 2012

The full sea roars and thunders..and calms. PART I

Weird title for a post huh? Actually to come up with that I had googled 'describing stormy seas'..Why stormy seas you might ask? Well, I picture life as the sea. Sometimes calm, sometimes stormy. Always changing. Uncertain. Below is a short story I found in Hami Asraff's blog. The difference is that I have translated it to English (forgive my errors). Credits anyway, here.

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One day a well-known speaker started the seminar in a unique way.
While holding the RM100 note, he asked the audience,

"Who wants this RM100 note?".

Many raised their hands, showing that many was interested.

"I will give this to one of youbut before I do let me do this first."

He stood near the audience. He scrunched up the note with his hands until it was all crumpled.
So he asked again,

"Who still wants this money?"

The amount of raised hands did not change.

"Well," he replied,

"What will happen when I do this?"

he said, while dropping the money onto the floor & stepping it with his shoes. Though still intactnow the money was so very dirty, worn-out and crumpled.

"OKnow,are there those who are still interested?".

There was still a lot of raised hands.

Ladies and gentlemen, you have just learned an important lessonWhatever happens with this money, you are still interested because my doings to it will not reduce its value.

Despite the crumpled, worn-out and dirtythis money is still well worth RM100.

In life, we had several times fallen, torn, and filled with dirt as a result of our decision-making & situations that hit us in a situation before.

In such caseswe find ourselves unworthy, unmeaning.
But anything that had & will happenyou never will lose value in the eyes of those who loves youeven more so in the eyes of God.


So no matter how dirty you are, we still have a distinctive valueLove yourself, repent if you have sinned and keep trying even though you have failed because we are actually very valuable.

And don't we forget, we are all the same in the eyes of Allah, only eeman and piety differs us. 

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Before I continue, forgive my grammar errors, wrong use of vocab etc. 

Let the quotes below speak my thoughts (pffft as if I have enough wisdom to think the same, but the least I do agree,very much) :

When we least expect it, life sets us a challenge to test our courage and willingness to change; at such a moment, there is no point in pretending that nothing has happened or in saying that we are not yet ready. The challenge will not wait. Life does not look back. A week is more than enough time for us to decide whether or not to accept our destiny.” 
― Paulo CoelhoThe Devil and Miss Prym


“Sometimes we bring to a struggle or cause the gifts we see most clearly, a courage, a strength, or a charm others have told us we have. But often we find more is asked of us than that, more than we intended or thought we possessed. We are asked to offer that which we thought dearest, to forgive what seemed unpardonable, to face what we feared the most and endure it. Sometimes we have to travel to the last step a path that was not of our own choosing. But I promise you this ... it will lead to a greater joy in the end. The difficulty is that the end is beyond our sight, it is a matter of faith, not of knowledge.  
 Anne Perry, A Christmas Visitor 
and my possible favourite..
“I have realized; it is during the times I am far outside my element that I experience myself the most. That I see and feel who I really am, the most! I think that's what a comet is like, you see, a comet is born in the outer realms of the universe! But it's only when it ventures too close to our sun or to other stars that it releases the blazing "tail" behind it and shoots brazen through the heavens! And meteors become sucked into our atmosphere before they burst like firecrackers and realize that they're shooting stars! That's why I enjoy taking myself out of my own element, my own comfort zone, and hurling myself out into the unknown. Because it's during those scary moments, those unsure steps taken, that I am able to see that I'm like a comet hitting a new atmosphere: suddenly I illuminate magnificently and fire dusts begin to fall off of me! I discover a smile I didn't know I had, I uncover a feeling that I didn't know existed in me... I see myself. I'm a shooting star. A meteor shower. But I'm not going to die out. I guess I'm more like a comet then. I'm just going to keep on coming back.  
 C. JoyBell C. 

Wee! To think myself as a comet! Sometimes people choose to be a comet, sometimes people don't want to, or rather, not knowing that they are capable of being one. I watched a movie called 'Three Wishes'. There was this scene that I particularly liked. I can't remember much but I'm trying my best :') (Rather, I invented a whole new dialogue)

(Jeanne, facing a hard time. With news her husband dead in war, having to raise two children on her own, and  starting her new business)

Jeanne: I wish I have the answers.
Jack: The answers to what?
Jeanne: Everything. What I should do, if my business will come through, am I being a good enough mother to my children.
Jack: You are. You're facing it. Christopher Columbus. When he first traveled, he didn't know what he was doing. He didn't intend to find a new world, just a faster way to India.
Jeanne: Like an explorer?
Jack: Yeah like an explorer..

Ok that was totally made-up. Kinda obvious how it was so totally crappy crap crap.I only remember a bit about the Columbus bit but the message was clear, we are all like explorers. We mights have hitches and bumps along the way, but the journey will always be rewarding. Maybe we won't have something as visual as Columbus, with a big fat America and his name down in history as a reward, but there will always something. Maybe something a bit more deep, life lessons, a new outlook on life, and insyaallah, strengthened faith :')

More to come ...

Saturday, 28 January 2012

When 'Small Matter' Becomes Big

Assalamualaikum..
  Hendak dijadikan cerita haritu aku bersama Abah dan Adik pergi ke kedai makan. Dekat kedai tu ada TV, waktu tu tengah tayang music video oleh kumpulan popular Korea, SNSD.  Maka terjadilah perbualan seperti dibawah:

Aku: Eh,itu SNSD lah!
Adik: Ada ditanya dalam kubur ke?
Aku: Hekeleh kau, kalau kau cakap 'Aku sedang makan ikan keli' , itu ada ditanya dalam kubur? *Dia pilih nasi with ikan keli*
Adik: Sebab tak akan ditanya lah aku tak sebut. Per lah.
Abah: *laughs*. Ish, semua ditanya dalam kubur *So Dad launched into a story* 

Dulu ada pembawa kayu balak ni. Lepas duduk makan, kenyang, ada benda celah gigi dia jadi dia ambil sedikit bahagian dari kayu balak itu nak dijadikan pencungkil gigi. Dari sebesar-besar kayu balak itu, dia ambil sikit je. Apalah lah sangat pencungkil gigi tu. Agak-agak kalau dia tanya boss dia boleh ke tak ambil, rasa-rasa boleh tak?

Aku:* nods* boleh.
Abah: Haa, itu pon disoal..

*Sebarang ketidaktepatan perbualan harap dimaafkan*

As you can zee from ze idezeous illuzztrahtions ze tooth peeeccckkk iz only a smaaall bit of ze  wood.

Aku waktu tu gaya macam relax, cool, tenang, berkarisma lagi berwibawa tapi dalam hati, takut weh! Bila difikir-fikirkan, Ya Allah banyak sangat. Aku ni memang gaya peminjam tak pulang. :'(

So dengan pantas kilat kalah Sonic the Hedgehog aku pi search dekat google "balak dan pencungkil gigi disoal di akhirat".. Tak banyak yang keluar, two pages je, and banyak tak kena pun, but Alhamdulillah, jumpa juga 'the complete story'. Credit here

Nabi Isa AS adalah seorang nabi yang dikurniakan oleh Allah SWT mukjizat untuk menghidupkan orang mati dan juga boleh berbicara dengan mayat. Pernah pada suatu hari beliau melalui satu tanah perkuburan dan terdengar suara yang amat mengerikan berserta dengan raungan yang begitu kuat sekali dari dalam kubur. Bila diamati ia suara seorang lelaki yang menjerit kepanasan dan meminta tolong dari liang lahad. Nabi Isa amat terkejut dan memohon izin dari Allah SWT agar dapat bercakap dengan mayat tersebut untuk mengetahui apa yang berlaku.
Dengan seizin Allah SWT, Nabi Isa AS dibenarkan untuk berbicara dengan jenazah yang sedang menjerit kepanasan dan meminta tolong. Nabi Isa AS mendapati lelaki itu adalah seorang ahli kebaikan namun kenapa dia kepanasan dan meminta tolong dari dalam kubur.
Jenazah itu berbicara sesungguhnya dia diazabkan di dalam kubur  dengan kepanasan api neraka oleh kerana ada sesuatu yang beliau lakukan semasa hidupnya. Jenazah itu memberitahu bahawa dulu beliau merupakan seorang pemotong kayu dan menyara hidup dengan mengambil upah memotong kayu di hutan dan diserahkan kepada pembelinya.
Pada suatu ketika, setelah penat menebang dan mengikat kayu-kayu, beliau mengambil kesempatan untuk berehat dan makan. Setelah makan terdapat makanan yang tersisa dan melekat di celah-celah giginya. Beliau cubamengorek dengan jarinya tapi tak dapat dikeluarkan sisa makanan itu. Tanpa berfikir panjang beliau melihat timbunan kayu yang dipotong dan terus mengambil sikit bahagian tepi kayu sekecil pencungkil gigi. Dia terus gunakan untuk membuang sisa makanan yang terlekat.
Kemudian dia bawa ke pasar dan menjual kepada orang yang mengupahnya tanpa memberitahu apa yang berlaku. Setelah itu beliau meninggal dunia dan oleh kerana dia telah mengambil sedikit kayu sekecil pencungkil gigi tanpa meminta izin orang yang memberi upah kepadanya, maka dia diazab di dalam siksa api neraka selama 500 tahun lamanya…

Takut amat aku. Lepas ni berazam nak minta halal semua benda, harap depa maafkan :')   Actually banyak kisah ala-ala ni. Ramai pandang ringan sebab to them, small matter je lah. 


For instance, satu story ni, seorang lelaki meminjam satu sen,REPEAT satu sen dan terlupa membayarnya. Apa jadi? Anak dia mimpikan dia diseksa padahal lelaki itu dikenali sebagai seorang yang baik dan warak.

HA! itu satu sen. Kita ni, dok hutang nga membe, bape juta? Fikir-fikirkan dan selamat beramal okeh!! ;)




                       T___T

P.S Sorry, aku dok pandai ngat bercerita. Ingat nak lukis kartun untuk entry ni, nanti lah aku upload :)
P.P.S About the conversation above, bukanlah maksud aku (or my Dad) nanti di dalam kubur kita ditayangkan music video Korea lepastu disuruh identify itu group mana? No, it is just Dad's way to try and implant  islamic teachings into his children in every way possible. Thanks Dad :')
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