Reflect back

As i lay here, on my bed. I look up, and i see another mattress. My roomate's bed. There are flower patterns on the mattress, and also a handwriting. I don't know who's handwriting is that, but it said,
"Wat You like ur liFe?
a)For fun,enjoy
b)To Study and get Job
c)lazy?
THINKING WHAT... "
and i can't see the rest, for it being covered by one of the metal bars supporting the mattress and a human weight.I can't lift the mattress because she is sleeping up there.The first thing i notice of course, the misspell and the broken english. But what makes me daydream is the message the writer trying to give. It inspires me. It's funny isn't it? It always something simple that produces the biggest change. I look back at the message, again and again. I just reread and reread it, with my headphone on, listening to random songs in my phone, for about half an hour now. I'm still laying here as i type this story. A lot of songs have been played but yet i'm still on my bed,doing these two things: typing and reflecting.

I challenge you, if you are near where i am right now, come to my room and lay on my bed. Look up and reflect back your memory for about 5 minutes, and tell me, what you remembered. Then i'll ask you, when you read it, you suddenly reflecting, or that memory just came to you. But you don't need to answer, because i will not know you were in my room.

Confesion of a ...

It doesn't matter who you consider i am to be.
Weather i'm your daughter,sister or a friend,but
you need to remember that i'm just a normal person.
A human being who tend to make mistakes and do wrong things,sometimes.
So,i'm sorry if i ever scratch a scar on your heart.
If you can't accept me back,then it's okay.
I'm not asking for your forgiveness.
I just want you to know that i regret the past,because i know i can't go back in time.
You can stay mad at me
You can throw me out of your life.
Just please don't make me suffer.
Say one:

1.Hello new life

or

2.Goodbye my beloved

I will not forget you,remember that.

Im Telling

I don't know how my friends face the new world.I've heard them complained...
But still,they face the new world with a smile.They tell about their new friends,which i'm scared the most.
I know,true friends will never leave you.Well,that's not what i'm afraid of.
I can't make new friends,to tell you the truth.After more than a week 'here',i still can't communicate with my housemates.Sure,they are friendly,and they treat me nicely ^^
But,it still doesn't feel right.Until...
One of my roomates said that she may leave because she wants to take 'maktab'.And...
On the same day,my other roomate said that she think she could not continue studying here because it's too hard.
At that point,i felt like i've been slapped in the face.
Now,i know that i can't live without them(including my old friends too :D )
They may be different from my previous friends,and i know that i can't change my housemates to be like my friends.But,as long as they can help me get through this life together,insya Allah we can be BFF forever. xD

*sorry.i just mumbled :P

Unrevealed Words (Let Fate Fair Us Part 3)

How would you react when you lost someone who's close to you?
More importantly,how would you feel if you are left with a mission by that person?
Mission that you haven't accomplish.Mission that will put their soul in more peace.

I got a call at 3 am.I thought that it was him,inviting me to watch the match between ... ermm ... i don't remember.Ergh...The last thing i would care about that day was to know who won the World Cup.
Anyway,the call was from his number,but it just wasn't him.It was his father.My heart flutter wilder after every sentence.When he finally tells me the news,i thought that i was dreaming.But...
"Is it time for the match?"
"No...Yes...Umm...I don't know".
I shook my head several times.
"Lukman...What is it?"
"Umm...I got a call from Samir's dad."
"And...?"
Long pause.
"Samir got an accident,and...he passed away half an hour ago."
She turns her head 45 degree towards me.
"Inna Lillah...".And she holds my hand.That was when i'm sure that this is reality.

I can't take another step.Just by looking at his door,scares me.
"Assalamualaikum".A voice came from behind.
"Waalaikumussalam".Hidni reply for me.
"Have you enter..."
"No,we just arrive".
"Oh.Ermm...Can we go together?I'm a little..."
"Sure.And don't worry,k.Everything's gonna be fine".
So,they walk pass me.At that time,i remembered something.There is something that i have to tell that girl.

Alhamdulillah.He was safely buried after Zuhur prayer.I can't believe that i cried so much,and in front of people too.But the moment i saw his face,i just could not stop.It really felt like there's something missing in me.But,whenever i think of him,i see Aliyah.I have to tell that girl today.

After the funeral,Hidni invited Aliyah for lunch at our house.While waiting for the foods to cook,we chat at the living room.
"Aliyah,i have something to tell you".
"Yes?"
"Umm...It's about Samir".
She did not reply anything.
"Erm...He told me something last month.He said that...he's fallen in love".
We all froze for awhile,but then i saw a smile on her face.
"Yeah.I notices that".
She's still smiling.But my face grew paler.
"Recently,he seemed as he was glowing".
"So,that means you knew he fell in love with you?"
"Huh? ... Wait! ... What? ... No! ... What?"
That's all she could say,and it's her turn to look pale.
"Erm...Please,Lukman.It's not right to talk about him.Let alone joking.He's just passed away for God sake".
She became furious suddenly.
I  took out something from my pocket and pass it to her.
"Err...What is it?"
"Just take it.Samir's parents gave me this morning,and asked me to pass it to you.It's something special,just for you".
She hesitated for a while but she took it in the end.
"Open it".Hidni said with a smile.
Again,she seemed hesitated.She opens the tiny box slowly,then she paused for a minute.When she look back at me,i could see her face is full of questions.
"Did you like it?" Hidni asks.
Her face turns paler when she looks at Hidni.
"Ermm...What is this ring for?"
My heart turns sorrow to think back the past.I took a deep breath.
"I'm not kidding,Aliyah.Let alone i'm joking around with you about my best friend who just passed away.I'm serious".
And her expression?Well,it could not be described.Her mouth opened a little,shows that she's shocked but her eyes are expressionless.Whatever her expression was,i hope it was something that won't make Samir's love pointless.
The rest of the afternoon fills the air with silence.She did not say anything,i lost for words and Hidni understood that we need some time to think.

"Thanks for the lunch".Then she took out the tiny box and gave it to me.
"Why are you giving it back?" Oh no!Did she not loves him back?Samir,i'm sor..
"I can't accept this.It must have cost them a fortune.I don't deserve this".
"Of course you do.It was meant for you,right?"Hidni place back the box into Aliyah's hand.
"But..."
"She's right.They must have gave it to you for a reason.Keep it.And i know Allah yarham wants you to have it too".I gave  her a smile.
She smiles back,but with a tear drops from her left eye.And at that time,i knew i have accomplish my mission.

THE END

source:AJ

Sabda Rasulullah saw "Barang siapa yang jatuh cinta, lalu menyembunyikannya dan sentiasa mengawal kesucian Dirinya Sumatera bersabar sampai dia meninggal Dunia, maka dia Adalah Seorang yang mati syahid. "

Rasulullah saw said "Anyone who falls in love, then hide and preserve the sanctity of himself and his patient until he died, he was a martyr. " (google translate :P )

Ramadhan Resolution

I want this year's Ramadhan to be meaningful,unlike the way I celebrate them the past years.
Insya Allah,this year will be my blessful Ramadhan yet. :)
My to-do list:

1.Recite al-Quran at least 1 juzud a day @ khatam al-Quran in one month
2.Perform Terawih prayer every night
3.Gives sedekah
4.Perform as many deeds as possible on Lailatul Qadar
5.Spend as much time as possible at the mosque (or surau)
6.Apologizes to everyone (not included family and relatives)
7."Solat sunat sujud syukur dan solat sunat hajat pada hari lahir"
8.Share my foods with friends
9.Avoid hear,say,see and do bad things
10.Memorizes surah one by one

Well,that's so far what I have thought.hehe.Have a good Ramadhan ya'll ^^

inspiration:contengan jalanan

Gambling & Risks by JD

Gamble
One,two
To have faith
But to not have a choice

Risk
Three,no more
To have a choice
But to not have faith

Shall I or should I
Nor will I or can I
No more will I live
Live the way I am
Not long from now I stop questions
Question myself and what not

Every questions have answers
Right?
...

Though,along the way,
answers will come to me
Though,the answer may not be

He and only Himself shall I
At 2,stop awhile
And wake
Know it myself what shall I seek

Let Fate Fair Us Part 2

Part 1: http://whizzart.blogspot.com/2011/04/let-fate-fair-us-better.html

Aliyah ring the door bell,then the gigantic gate opened automatically.The house is hectic with tens of teenagers and the loud music.She walks towards the only guy in white shirt.Her heart beats faster,and faster.When she reached to that person,all eyes are on her.

"Umm...Hi.Happy Birthday".She said slowly and her hand is shaking while giving him her gift.

"Hey.Thanks for coming".Lukman took the gift from her hands.

Aliyah looks around.Looking for someone else.

"Everyone else is in the living room.Go take a look.And don't be shy to eat,ya?"

 Aliyah smile and nodded,then she left.As soon as she enters the living room,all her fears went away.She became excited to see Jasmin,her best friend whom she haven't seen in 3 months.So,she quickly walk towards her.Suddenly,an accident happened.Aliyah slips,which make her automatically grabs onto someone's collar.Unfortunately,that person is drinking an orange juice so,the juice spills on both of them.Aliyah could not think straight.She's shocked,embarrassed,cold and...surprised!

Samir?She's lost for words.She doesn't know what to say,let alone what to do.They're both soaking wet.

"Ya Allah!What happened to you guys?" Lukman dashed to the scene.

Everyone is quiet.

"Umm...Never mind.The kitchen's in there.I think you guys should wash up first".

Samir stands up and lend his hand to Aliyah.But Aliyah just stand up on her own,pretends like she didn't notice it.

The house became hectic again.Everyone is having the time of their lives.Except for Aliyah and Samir.They're alone in the kitchen,silence fill the air.

"Umm...Samir?"

"Hmm?" Samir seemed not interested.

"Sorry".

"Uh-huh".

"I umm...don't..."

"Nah...Just forget about it,k?So...How have you been?I mean,what have you been doing the past 12 years?"

Silence,again.

Seriously?Aliyah thought.I felt guity here and he just changed topic?

"Aliyah?" Samir snaps his finger a couple of times when he realized that she just froze there.

"Oh!Sorry.Hehe.Umm...Not much.Just studying i guess.It's not like i got married or anything.Hihi".

Samir just smiles.He knows that Aliyah is a shy girl.

"So...Where are you gonna pursue your study after this?Umm...what course are you gonna take?"

"Insyaallah,I'll be studying in Singapore next month,taking Diploma In Law & Management."

Samir could not believe what he just heard.His face turns pale and he looks straight at Aliyah.

"Wait!What?Are you serious?You're really going?"

"Yeah.I know law is not that interes..."

"No!That's not what i mean!" Aliyah could not finishes her words when Samir interrupted.

Aliyah stares at Samir,strangely.What are you trying to say,Samir?
"NUS is it?" Samir confirms.
"Yeah.Umm...How did you know?"
Silence again.

"I'm sorry.I don't mean to...umm...Don't get me wrong.It just that....I took the same offer."

Aliyah's heart fluttered wildly.So,what he's trying to say is...We'll be studying together?For 3 years?Me...and Samir?

THE END

source:not sure

How To Be With You

When there is a girl as beautiful as Luqyana,there is a guy who fell in love with her.But not all love is accepted.Let alone a girl like Luqyana,who is a strong believer of Islam.But guys get challenged easily when they could not get the girl they desire.Let alone,a guy like Emir who is raised without the knowledge of Islam.

They went to the same school,but in a different class.Luqyana took Medic and Emir took Art.Ever since the day Emir saw Luqyana,he knew that she was special.Every recess,Emir spies on her.After months,she still haven't notice Emir's presence.And that is exactly how he wants it.He knows everything about her,and he knew that he and Luqyana will never love each other.Emir never even get a chance to talk to her.Until one day,on Program Maju Diri(PMD) week,Emir,Luqyana and few other students were being assign as one group.Emir took this chance to show himself infront of Luqyana.Every assignment must be done by everyone in the group.Before the last day of PMD week,the whole group gathered at a mamak stall,trying to finish their last assignment,until midnight.

Now,left with only 5 people working on the assignment.Others has went back home.When the clock strikes 12,Luqyana's phone rang.
"I'm sorry,guys.But I gotta go.My brother's already waiting for me at the bus stop."
"Sure.It's cool.We understand"One of them replied.
"Me too.I'll walk you to the bus stop,ye Lu?"
Eventhough Luqyana feels a little uncomfortable when Emir called her Lu,but she's glad that she won't be walking alone to the bus stop.

They walk side by side.Emir somehow felt like the bus stop is really far away from sight.Emir looks at Luqyana.He could still see her face,glowing,even only under the moonlight.Emir's head is luring.Then,Emir reaches Luqyana's hand.Luqyana was shocked!She quickly releases her hand from him.Maybe it was just an accident.Luqyana said to herself.Suddenly,Emir is in anger.He could not understand why,but his anger just came to him.Like being possessed,Emir grabs Luqyana by her shoulders,and push her body against the wall.Again,Luqyana was startled.
"What are you doing,Emir?"Her voice almost could not be heard.This is the first time something like this has happened to her.She tried to escape,but Emir is too strong.
"Why couldn't you understand?" Emir shakes Luqyana shoulders,hard.
"Ple...Please Emir!Let me go!"
"You bit..." Before Emir could finish his sentences,he fell to the ground.
"What are doing to my sister?" Luqyana's brother grabs Emir on his collar,on queue to give him another punch.
"Abangg..." Luqyana cries as hard as she can in her brother's arm.
Emir feels his lips,blood."I...umm..." Emir stuttered.
"Go to hell!" Luqyana's brother gives his final punch,and they leave him there.

..........

I don't know how to end this story. T.T

source:not sure

The Iqra'

Yusuf is getting ready to leave the house.It's 8pm.He turns off all lights,fans and other electronics in the house.He does this almost every nights.He now lives alone,since his father was admitted to the hospital last month.His father got cancer or something,he's not so sure.Like he even care.

After set on the alarm,locks the door,he then slide into his 206.As soon as he arrived at Zouk,he got a call,but he ignored it.After he met his friends and had some drinks,he got another call.Even though it spoiled his mood,but he pick it up anyway.

"Assalamualaikum.Is this Yusuf?" The voice of the caller is a woman.

"Erm...Yeah.Yusuf here.Who am i speaking to?"

"I'm Aunty Sue.This is urgent!I need you to get here immediately!"

"Here as in where?"

"DEMC.I'm not sure how to tell you this,but your father just died.30 minutes ago."

Silent.
"Umm...Yusuf.Are you still there?"
"Err...Yes.I...I'm here."
"So please come here A.S.A.P."The conversation ends.

When he arrived at DEMC,it's almost midnight.All of his relatives are there.Including the ones he never knew had.They all had numb looks.Uncle Man,Aunty Sue's husband gave Yusuf a hug when he saw Yusuf walking slowly towards him.

"I've take care of all the preparations.Insya-Allah by dawn,everything's done".Aunty Sue said to Yusuf.

What preperation?For sure Yusuf don't know what he's suppose to do now.

It's around 7am and his father has safely been buried.When it's almost dawn,the corpse is taken to the nearest mosque.Again,he just watch everyone doing their work: bathe the corpse,pray and other stuffs.

6.15am :-

"Why are you here?" Adena's confused to see Yusuf just sit at the corner.

"Why couldn't i?"

"Why didn't you join them pray?Why did you just sit here?"

"Umm...I don't pray."Yusuf felt almost embarrassed to confess.

"But why not?My teacher said that if we pray,we can go to heaven.Don't you know that?"

"No,actually.I didn't learn that at school."

"Really?Why didn't you learn about that?"
"Because i learnt about something else."
"Ohh...Then,that means...you don't know anything,ye?Hmm...Did you took Arabic?"

"No".Yusuf shook his head slowly.

"No?Then how are you suppose to read al-Quran?"

"I don't."
"If that's the case,then...here." Adena gave him a small book.He took it and read the cover.

"What is this?" Yusuf ask Adena since he couldn't understand the title.

"I'm giving you my Iqra'." She smiled,sincerely."I've finish this book,and soon i will read al-Quran.I didn't need it anymore,so you can have it."

"Oh!Thank you,dena."And she skips away,happily.

He opens the book.I remembered this.When i was a kid,Uncle Man used to teach me how to read Iqra'.But as i started moving away from Kampung,no one ever tried to teach me Iqra' again.So,possibly i just forgot.

Yusuf sigh.He could not believe that for more than a decade,he lives under no guidance towards the right path,and so today,on a day of lost...he received a sign,by a 6 years old girl,Adena.
Alhamdulillah.Yusuf had found back the right way towards Him,and this Iqrar' will be his first guide,for the second time.Insya-Allah~

THE END

source:aj

Deadlocked by JD

From many,one

Happiness and laughter
Brings such joy

To lend a hand
Leads to the finish line
To see the end
Gives one soul to a non-life

From one,many

Silence and alone
Brings no clue

To do it thyself
Leads to no starting line
To not see the beginning
Gives no soul to no life

Alone & emptiness by JD

There goes,

the future of tomorrow

Going.
Left me here all alone

In the dark
I listens to the baby birds

crying
Trying to learn how to go

In Saturday

I feel as if it was long ago

Emptiness fill the air

Loneliness fill my heart

Nothing is the beginning

Cuz the door is locked

Thus,forms the silence

which forever will be a piece

Letter to whom i love

Dear you,

our past relationship was the best thing that had ever happen to me.I'm glad

that i got a chance to be happy.So,thank you.Though,our relationship did not last long and now you left me,alone and hurt.

I just want you to know that i could never let you go.You hurt me once,no,

many times.But i keep on writing happy stories about us in my novel,though it's just a fiction.I loved you so much until i was blind to notices your bad behaviours towards me.

Now,even though we're over,but our story still continues.I will never stop

writing about us.This fiction story will forever be in my heart.Again,thank you for making me happy for,probably the last time.I will having my surgery next week,to remove the tumor from my brain.Yes,i have a brain cancer.I just found out a week after we breakup.

The doctor said that it's very risky but it's the only way for me to survive.My

family often said that the surgery will went well,and i'll recover.Insya-Allah,i will be fine.But i had a feeling that this is my last goodbye.I can feel it.This is my time.So,soon i will be going,forever.But before i go,i would like you to know that you made me the happiest person in the world.Thank you for giving me a chance to love you.I loved you,still am,and forever will.Assalamualaikum.

THE END

source:Fiction by B2ST

This Boy by JD

SMKS9
Not as special
For this is my third

Everyone's worried
Everybody helped
Only i don't give a care

What's the use
Once a failure
Forever a failure

Who walks to me
Are masters,
one by one
But none succeed

What one said
Is what Prophet once said:
"That person will not enter Paradise who hath one atom of pride in his heart."
Shall i believe what's in front?
No!
Forever i shall be who i'll be

Then she was right
I lost my legs

I'm more useless than i have been

What she came with,everyday:
"God is Beauty and keen in the beautiful,
but pride is holding man in contempt."

More shall i live
With legs that leads me at lost
No,no

I will walk with no legs
Along the pathway of Beauty

Life,SPM
I'm ready

Happy Teacher's Day
(sorry i'm a day late.and i'm actually not satisfied with this poem.but i had to create something as my appreciation to my teachers)

source:hidy

I Will Only Love One Woman

I just got back from work.The clock strikes 11 pm when i open the door.My house is dark and quite,just as nobody's home.Well,she's asleep.After business class,which ends at 2,i went to 7-Eleven,my part-time job.I do this for a living.To support her,and myself.As you can see,she's ill.She has been ill for awhile now.I've been taking care of her since.Me,alone.She has only me,and i have only her.

The door creaks as i open it slowly.I glance around the room,nothing.I enters the room slowly,wouldn't want to wake her up.I walk straights to her side,and stares at her for a minute.
Why are you doing this to me?Why do i have to suffer because of you?
Every night,i ask that question to myself.But i believe,that our love will never tear us apart.No matter how hard our road has to be,i will always love her,and i know she loves me more.

May 8th,2011 , 3 years later.
My life is practically just like that everyday.Woke up early,attend class,work and then found her asleep when i got back at night.I know,i have a boring life.But maybe,starting tomorrow it won't be the same anymore.Well,I've finished my studies and got a new job at Ericsson.So,bye-bye to 7-E.Oh!One more thing.I'm alone now.She's gone.
She left me here without even saying goodbye.Around 4 pm yesterday,i got a call from SJMC,the hospital where she's been admitted since last week,they said that they needed me there right away.It's an emergency.When i reached into my mom's ward,i could she her eyes,opened and she's smiling to me.After years in coma,she's finally awake.Alhamdulillah!I cried my eyes out .I missed her so much.I kissed her hands and face so many times until i lost count.Then,she tries to say something.
"I love you,Marissa".
It was so hard for her,since she haven't spoke in years.A drop of her tears fell down on her cheek.I wipe her tears with my bare hands,she closes her eyes,and then 'beeepp...'.

My life story is,when i was 12 years old,my dad were killed in a robbery.So,there's left only two of us.When the situation could not get worse,my mom got into an accident,when i was 18.And that's pretty much it.To support our living,i started to get a part-time job because i wasn't qualified enough to get a real job,since i was still haven't further my studies in Diploma of Business Management.

So,yesterday was a sad day,but today is a special day.I'll never forget this day.
It's my mom's birthday.I always wishes her happy birthday.But,since she's not here anymore,i would like to say something different to her.

Happy Mother's Day,mom.

THE END

(I got lazy)

source:aj

Let Fate Fair Us

Eh!?Who's that?Is that...???No...It couldn't be...

The first day at kindergarten,flashes back into her head.All the kids in the classroom starts to cry when the lesson is about to begin because all the parents have left.The teachers panicked to settles 20 children at once,except for one girl.She's calm,as if everything's normal for her.Whereas,she's just as nervous as anybody else.But,more strangely,she has her eyes on someone since he walks in.She doesn't know who he is,just like she doesn't know every single person in the class.But somehow,he caught her attention.So,ever since,she never forgets him.Though,they never spoke to each other,but...well,that's just about it.Every weekdays,they see each other but did their own thing.Pretend like he did not exist.They stay like this,until the day they graduated kindergarten.After that,she never saw him again.

Now,Aliyah is 18 years old.Right now,she's taking her morning walk,as usual.But for today,it's not as usual as before.She saw someone.Someone who has always been in her head,but never in her thoughts.She could not believe what she just saw.It is really him?Hmm...Maybe not.She sigh.Don't embarrassed yourself in front of some guy,Aliyah.So,she walks away.She jogs around the lake about 45 minutes,then she took a rest.While she's drinking her water,she realizes someone is stretching next to her.When she turns her head,she became speechless.
"Assalamualaikum".He said with a smile.
"Waalaikumussalam,Lukman".She replies.Then,she looks at Lukman's friend.He's sitting on the ground,panting.Suddenly,he turns his head.He gave Aliyah a smile.
"How are you,Aliyah?"
What?He knows?Aliyah was shocked!But not as shocked as Lukman.As far as he knows,he has been Aliyah's classmate since the first grade.How did his friend,here knew Aliyah whereas he went to a different school?
"Hey,Samir.I'm Fine.Never been better".She smiles back,even though she's a little nervous.Why wouldn't she?He never spoke to her before.This is the first time,EVER.
Samir is still smiling.It has been a long time,Aliyah.It's nice to see you again.
"You guys used to jog here?" Aliyah addressed the question to Lukman.
"Huh?Oh yeah.Twice a week".Lukman could not concentrate on anything but the possibilities of how they could know each other.
Aliyah continues to drink her water.Lukman took this chance.He squats down,stare at Samir.Samir looks back at Lukman,strangely.
"How did you know Aliyah?"Lukman whisper to Samir,but Aliyah still could hear his voice.She chuckles from inside.
"Err...You don't need to know".Samir replied nervously.
"I want to know.I'm not satisfied.If you're not gonna tell me,I'll ask her,k?"
"Nah...You don't have to".
"Then?Tell me how you guys know each other?"
"Umm...I'll tell you later lah".
"K,guys.I'm going.Bye."Aliyah said to them,wave and left.
It really is him.But how?It's impossible.After 12 years,he still remembers my name?Even though we never spoke to each other?But why?Who was i to him when we're 6 years old?For sure,she could not answer that question because she,herself doesn't know.But it was great to see him again,though.She smiles the entire way back home.

"Serious?But how could you still recognizes her after all these years?"Lukman was surprised by what Samir just told him.
"I'm not sure.I just...never forgets anything about her".Samir replied,calmly.
"But why?How come?I don't mean to insult,but she's not that pretty so you could lock her appearance into your memory.Or,maybe she was cute in the past?"
"Haha.Not really.I could see her snot everyday,actually.Hmm...I don't know.Ever since the first day,i was stunned by her.Everyone were crying,including me...but just not her.She seemed normal...but special to me".
Samir starts daydreaming.Why did i never forgets you,Aliyah?Although,I'm glad you still remembers my name,but i still don't understand.Who are you to me?More importantly,do you know who am i to you?12 years,Aliyah.After 12 years,still we could recognize each other.Why?Although,i cannot believe we are being reunited again.Seriously,nothing's impossible.If Allah wills it,then nothing will keep us apart.Is this a sign?Is this fate?We don't know anything about each other.How can...AH!Forget it!But..why you?Why me?
Samir's head spun with questions.None of them could answer the question.Maybe it's just a coincidence...who knows.Or maybe this really is their fate that Allah determined for them.Wallahualam.

To Be Continued

Part 2: http://whizzart.blogspot.com/2011/06/let-fate-fair-us-part-2.html

source:not sure

To Start Healing

I wish i could be somewhere else.Isn't there something i could do?But why do i feel like this?I have a perfect life.I have great friends,supporting parents...But my heart tells me that i don't want this.But how can something change a person's life?If Elin's the answer to my question,then i accept thee test,dear God.

"Why do you hate me?"Elin questioned with a slow voice.
"I never hate Allah's creation".Her 'teacher' answered without even look at her.
"But you never want to speak,even look at me before".
"Is there is a reason for me to do that to someone who's not a mahram to me?"
Elin was shocked.She became speechless.The teacher realized of her silence,so he turned his head towards her.
"Miss Elin,having a relationship before marriage is haram in Islam.You should know better what is wrong from right.From now on,please.Don't pretend to be good just infront of me anymore.It's time to change for better,don't you think?"
Elin balls her eyes out.He knew that I was just pretending?
"I...I'm sorry.It just that..."She starts to shivers.
"I'm willing to guide you"He said with a smile.
When Elin saw that smile,the very first smile from her crush,Idham,her heart was touched and her tears fell like rain that day.

"Elin,come join me at the club?"
"I'm sorry,mommy.But I don't feel like it today.Sorry"
"Really?That's too bad.But I guess you wouldn't mind if I won't be home tonight"
Elin sigh,I wish I could tell you the truth,mommy.But I don't think you're ready for it yet.

Idham's head is about to explode.He's very unsatisfied with Elin's clothing today.Why is she wearing a dress?We're going to a mosque,not Church.
"Why are you looking at me like you're about to eat me?"Elin asked,strangely.
"Astaghfirullah halazim.Are you not aware of what you're wearing right now?"
"What?This is usually how I dressed.You never complains about it."
Seriously,he could just slap her in the face.How could she be so naive?But I wouldn't blame her.She was raised to this way.He starts feeling sympathy for Elin.
"Change plan.Today we're going shopping".He continues to walk.
"But why?I thought we're going to the..."
"Next time.You need new clothes first"

After months have passeed,Elin's now a new woman.Her entire body have been covered properly,except her head.She says that she's not ready to wear hijab yet.She wants her parents approval first.

"Mommy,daddy,can I talk to you?"
Both of her parents nodded while enjoying their wine.
"Can I wear a hijab?"She said it quickly,with one breath.
Her father almost sprayed wine into her mother's face.Surprised!
"What did you just say,darling?"Her mother asked while rubbing her husband's back.
"I want to be better,mommy.Not just me.All of us.I want us to stop living like snobbish people,and start living like real Muslims."She look straight into her parents eyes.
"But why all of the sudden,honey?Is this because of the boy?I told you not to hang out with him.He's a low life compared to us"
"Don't say that,mommy.He thought me about Islam,and I loved it.Please.I want to change for good."
Her parents look at each other for a moment,both were worried.Then,the father finally spoke.
"We allowed you to wear hijab,Elin.But your mother and I can't just change instantly.We have a reputation to take care of.It will take quite a time."
Elin could not believed what she just heard.Is it true?My parents will change?Oh!I'm so happy!
She jumped from her seat,and gave a big hug for them.They all cried with love that night.

December 21st,2009,Elin arrived early at the airport.Flight AR180 will land at 8.00 o'clock,30 minutes to go.It has been two years since the last she spoke and saw her 'teacher'.The last time they meet,she still haven't wear hijab.So,he might not recognizes Elin anymore.
Idham walks out from the crowd.Elin could spot him even though he looks a little different.Two years ago,Idham had a tanned skin and he wore a pair of glasses.Now,his skin became lighter and he had contact lenses on.Elin walks towards Idham,the person who rejected her love but showed her a new love.

Idham was surprised to see a beautiful young woman standing in his way.
"Excuse me,miss.But I need to pass through"
The moment their eyes met,Idham became speechless.
"Assalamualaikum"The girl said.
"Waalaikumussalam.Elin?"Idham still could not believe his eyes.Elin,the girl whom he misses while studying in Japan.She looks so beautiful in hijab.I can't believe this is her.

August 21st,2010.Idham enters the house,carefully.Followed by his parents.
"Auntie,uncle...I came here today with a request"He said with a serious voice.
"Yes?"Both answered simultaneously.
"I hope you'll agree with what I'm about to say"
They just nod,as a sign to let him continues.
"My parents already give their blessings to this topic"
He paused,and took a deep breath.
"I would like to marry your daughter"
They smiled.
"Which one?As you can see,we have 3 daughters"
"Elin,sir.I've known Elin for 4 years now,and I think I'm ready to look after her"
"Alhamdulillah.You're a good boy,Idham.Don't worry.You had our blessings long ago"

THE END

source:as

The End Of Nothing

If there is a place that's only you know.A place for you to find your peace.

Population:you.Then,where could that place be?

Step by step,slowly walking along the pathway.Pathway of nothing.Nothing's around.No one's in sight.It has been a month since this place being discovered.Every once in a while,there will always be someone visits this place.Only by one person,Michael.
Michael has loved this place since the moment he breathes in it's air.He's a writer.He mostly writes about his daily routines,but never has he told about his discovery.There's something about this place amazes him.There's something about it's silence makes him speechless.A very simple garden,without any decorations.Just the natural beauty of peace.Without a single touch from man.He made an pledge.He swears to keep this place a secret so that it will always be only him,and it,forever.But not every will has their price.Yesterday,he discovers something else.Now,population of this unknown garden is 2.He don't know who.He didn't give a care.Nor is that person.They never speak to each other.Michael just keep his world to himself.Even though there is already someone else enters his secret garden.

Another month has passed.That person is still there,Micheal stills doesn't know who she is.What she does.All he knows that she comes here at least once a week,and Michael will visit here everyday.She seems different from other women though.Now he's curious.Maybe it's time to get to know the other secret garden guardian.But she seems shy.She seems as though she don't want to speak to Michael.Maybe because she's different.She's not like any other Christian.Who is she?
Michael starts to puzzles.

"Bismillah hirrahman nirrahim~"One day,Michael heard something he has never listens to in his entire life.
"It's...It's...What is it?"Micheal tries to think.Tries to remember.But it's just too bizarre for him.He can't take it anymore.He has to know.But why did he feels like this?Even Micheal doesn't know why,but he just do.
He ran to her.When he reaches her,he found out that the voice was coming from her.She's reading,something.She didn't realizes Michael's presence.She continues with her reading.
"Ehem.Excuse me".He made an introduction.
"Huh!"She terribly shocked!Her hands automatically closes her book.
"I'm sorry to disturbs you but what are you reading?"Her pale face slowly turns back to normal.
"Umm...I'm reading Quran".Micheal's head turns to blank.Kur...What?
"You wouldn't know.You're Christian right?"Umm...Michael just nodded.
"This is Muslim's holy book".She say it with a smile,proudly.Ohh...Micheal's head starts to function again.


The meter already shows 100km/h,but he stills pressing hard on the gas pedal.His mind is buzzing with words.Aida's voice is like whispering in his ears...

After half an hour talking about each religions,they finally greet each other.
"Umm...I'm Michael."
"Nice to meet you.I'm Aida".She said with a smile.
What a beautiful name.Michael thought.Everything about Aida amazes him.From the way she dressed,to the way she talks about Islam.


The last leave finally falls from the tree.It's going to be winter soon.After almost a year knowing each other,it's now time to split up.Aida will return back to Malaysia,since she finished her studies here.Michael will be going to Paris.He became the most successful writer in Australia.His book that made him famous was 'Muslims Are Not Terrorists'.He was inspired by the Palestine's story,told by Aida.Ever since they met,his heart and mind has been opened to Islam.Everyday,he becomes less interested to Christian,and someday,he will convert into Islam.Now,he feels as if he can't live without Aida anymore.
"Thank you,Aida.For everything."
"What's wrong with you?You've been thanking and apologizing to me everyday."
"I don't know.Maybe because everyday,i get to know about you more."Michael said,flat.
"Yeah.It was fun getting to know you."
"Don't forget to miss me."
"Of course.I promise to keep in touch with you.Thank you for changing my life."Aida smiled at Michael.
"Shouldn't that be my line?"
"Maybe.I don't know how can i live without you lah."
"Don't say that.Promise me one more thing?"
"What is it?Anything for you."
"Promise me that when we meet again,you are happy with Sayyid."
"I can't believe Sayyid and i will get married soon."Aida smiled to herself,happily.
"So,this is goodbye then,kid."It's almost time to Maghrib.
"Yup.Goodbye,bro."

THE END

source:hidy

The Torn & The Purple

Allahu Akhbar.
Allah~u Akhbar.

As the azan fill the air,Azira keeps on walking.Slowly climb the hill.She did not stop,until she reaches the highest point of the Tasbih Pebble.She stand up straight and breathes in the silent air while she could feel the strong wind blows her hair underneath her shawl.

The whole town looks beautiful from up high,even the mosque,the only building that's glowing from her sight.She drops her bag,and kneels down.Searching.Trying to find something in her bag.Then she smiles.Success!She took out a compact camera.Turn it on,focusing on the mosque,and then,click.

"I shouldn't make this last",she said.With a savourless smile.She still remembers her first day here,5 years ago...

A 17 years old girl steps outside of her new house.She took a deep breath and starts walking.She didn't know where she was going,but she just keeps on walking,until she bumped into someone.

"Oh!I'm sorry,sorry."Then,she ran.All her life,she lived under a shadow.She never looks up to people faces.She thought her life is not worth it to be appreciated by other people.That's why she tries to avoid anybody to be involved with her.She ran with all her might,until she reaches the mosque.With panting breath,she steps into the mosque.
"Might as well just pray here.It's almost Asar anyway."

"What the heck?Did that girl just apologizes and then scram?"Azira follows the shadows of the girl,until she disappears from her sight.
"Are you ready?"Azira turns her head to the voice.The voice gave her a smile while his right hand showed her a bag.She took the bag,and off they went.

Najiha almost fainted when she saw a guy stepping into the women's praying area.And it's the same guy who she bumped into just now.How did she know?He still wears the purple skinny jeans.
"He must be lost.OMG!What to do?"But before she could think of something,their eyes met,long.Cat got both of their tongues.Najiha was puzzled."How dare he?And what's so great about skull's t-shirt?Hmm...Maybe he's a Skull Believer.Like in a Japanese movie"
"I'm sorry.But this area is for women only."An old lady spoke.Najiha turn her head to the lady then back at the guy.He did not reply but he gave a sinister smile,and left.

After prayer,she continues with her walk.She climbs a hill,and when she reaches the top,she found a girl praying.
"Not good."As she's about to climb back down,she suddenly stops.The girl notices her.Najiha didn't know what to do.She could run,but she's afraid to fall.After moments of silence,the girl finally took off her scarf.
"AAAHHH!!!Skull Believer!"Najiha screams.He's a girl?She could not believed her eyes.Wait!She could not believe even more that she just screamed.
"Do you have a tasbih?"The girl said,as if she didn't hear Najiha's screams.Like under a spell,Najiha took out a tasbih from her pocket.When it's about to switched hands,the tasbih snaps.
"Oh man."The girl said."Now it's just like those pebbles."
"Tasbih pebbles?"Najiha said.The girl look at Najiha,surprised but she nodded.
"So,you're a girl?"Najiha tries to find truth from the Skull Believer's eyes.The girl did not answer straight away,she laughed and walks towards her bag.She shove her scarf and took out a box of cigarette and a lighter.
"You're the one who bumped into me,right?"
Huh!"I umm..."Najiha bit her lips."Umm...I going."And she turns away.
"Chillax lah."The girl said while taking out a piece of cigaratte.She lit it up and place it between her lips.
"I'm Azira."She said calmy.But Najiha just frozen,staring her.After minutes,
"Najiha."And then she ran.

The strong winds awakens her from going back in time.How sad,she thought.But isn't it interesting?From being very awkward to each other,now we became best friends.Najiha thought me to be a better muslimah.And i thought her to be a better woman.Now,all that things going to end soon.

Najiha quickens her steps.Climbs the hill faster and faster.Her tears has collide with her sweat.
Azira steps forward,the very end of the hill.She stretch her arms open,then Najiha arrived.
"AZIRAA!!!WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"
'Thump'.The sound of something fell.

To Be Continued
(actually THE END.But their stories didn't stop there)

source:hidy

Figure Of Speech

Different friends,said different things.
But some friends,said the same things...but in a different way.

So,is 12 days is too long?
Or is it just too short?
Whatever it is,this will be my last goodbye :(
Or is it?
Please don't :P

I hate to go with tears,even happy tears...
because for me,tears are like a piece of my heart.
If i let it out,then i'm letting out my heart and some pieces of it will be left here.
So please make me happy for this last 3 days.

AJ's Weather Forecast On This Sunday

I don't know at what time i'll be getting up.But around 8.30 am i'll be on my way.
Please God,let it be sunny.I can't take it if it's a gloomy day.
So,don't worry if it's too hot people ^^
Because that's how cheerful my heart will be,leaving to somewhere far away...

even if it means i have to leave my friends :)

Goodbye rakan-rakan ku ^^
See you in two weeks :D

Pray for me

Insyaallah~

Question Of The Day

Can cows swim???

Okay,okay.Change topic ^^

24th March 2011,Thursday.

JPJ gather to the Metro Driving Academy.It was the time of the week where the driving students took their test.I was one of the students,followed by my friends(who i met few months ago) and my schoolmates(one of them is taking his re-test).

We all arrived at the Metro Driving Academy(Metro for short) at about 1.00 pm.But the JPJ are taking their lunch.So,we went to perform our prayer first.I pray hard to simplify our test for that day.About 2.00 pm,my friends and I gathered at the board room(i think).We sat while we wait for our number.Since my number was 85,so i thought my turn won't be too soon.5 minutes later(or maybe 10),they called out number 80-90.TERKEJUT BERUK AKU!!!(TOTALLY SHOCK!!!)

Everyday i shock~(shock)
Every night i shock~(shock)

We wait...I wait...Then,i was a seat away from my turn -_- We start off with track test first.Since i'm an odd number,so i had to drive the right side of the hill.AND IT WAS TERRIBLE!!!Well,that's what i felt :P Because our waiting area is just right next to the hill.So,i was so sure that EVERYBODY'S watching.But thank God,i pass the hill test ^^ So i didn't make a fool out of myself in front of my schoolmates.hihi.Then off i go to the parking test and the three-pointer.Alhamdulillah.It was not a problem also.

Around 4.00 pm,everybody finished their track test.So,i passed :) Sadly,one of my friends didn't :( Hear her story: http://nurulltohru.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html

After Asar prayer and had some sandwiches.The unpleasant feeling starts again.I couldn't stop shaking my legs and tapping the table with my nails.a.k.a i was so annoying that time :D I meditate so many times to calm my nerves,and it worked.Then,when the instructor called out my name.I felt like fainting,because my heart just stops.So i keep on meditating until i step into the Viva.

'Assalamualaikum.'I said to the tester,and give the most beautiful smile ever. :P

'Waalaikumussalam.'The tester replied,with the most heartless voice.

I smiled throughout the entire time,while the tester keeps on blabbering.Ergh!His babble was so irritating.So i start my road test carefully.Giving signals,turns slowly and as i'm about to stop at the Metro Traffic Light(which doesn't even work),he started pissing off!So,more and more babble -_- bla,bla,bla...

Okay!I have arrived at the gate(excited again,despite the tester's annoyance).Look left,look right.Clear!Slowly lift the clutch,press the gas pedal and turn the steering.Yay!I'm the road!

'Stop here.You failed.'Suddenly the tester opens his mouth and say the word that i was afraid to hear since that morning.

At that time i felt like crying.I mean,REALLY like crying.It's so frustrating because i didn't even last 5 seconds on the road.It's just not fair T.T

Well,you get the idea.That JPJ SUCKS!!!or at least TOTALLY HEARTLESS!!!
He said that i drive too slowly,which doesn't make sense.In the track,we were suppose to drive slowly.But,if that what he said,then i can't argue -_-

More bla...bla....bla....from him.I just nod...and nod...and nod...with a smile.haha.To pleased him.But inside, i was like *#@%@%&!!!#$.

-RASE MCM NK CEKIK JE MAMAT TU!!!eh.pak cik r.die dh tua.-

So,that's how my test ends.Now,i have to wait for a month to took my re-test because i will be away next week.

AJ's Weather Forecast On This Thursday

RAIN!!!Oh Yeah!!!HAHA.Let them all suffer.MUAHAHAHAHAHA!!!Rain as hard as ever!!!WITH LiGHTNING!hihihi...

Wait!i'm going to a sacred place next week.I can't be mean.I don't want to be far away from Allah.

So,i guess i wish the best of luck for all Metro students who will be taking their test ^^ And for my tester,i pray for you to be more open minded and may Allah bless you all :)

Insyaallah...

But seriously.Can cows swim???

-Shock by B2ST/BEAST-

Younger Sibling

Responsibility.

The youngest of the family would find 'it' hard when they reach 18 years old.

Why?Because at this stage,they started to carry responsibility...

towards themselves,and others.

Even though before they were 18,their parents already gave them independence,

but when they reach 18,they become more mature,physically and mentally.

So,it will be different.

They think they're strong enough.They even show to other people that they are strong.

But deep down,they felt left out.(If they did not get support from the older sibling)

After years of listening to parents,and older sibling...

now they have to take care,not only of themselves but other people's kids.

After years of living in the world where everything you do is right,suddenly...

everything yours...turns to theirs.

Younger Sibling.

The youngest of the family would not know what and how to take care of one.

From what they heard,(from friends)

it is hard to have a younger sibling.

They have to be taught what's right and what's wrong...

and pretty much everything.

And the questions that is going to pop up into their minds when they are taking care of a child are:-

1.Why kids are so annoying???

2.Why did they have to eat so grossly???

3.Am i this gross when i'm a kid???No way!!!

HAHA!Wish me luck.Because i don't know how to take care of a kid.Even my mom said i don't have the skills.But recently,more people seem to trust me in taking care of their child.But seriously,i don't know how(My mom was right!) XD

Stories are just stories(Feels sorry for all the teenagers)

When reality bites,you try to run.
But even how far you try to run,you came back to the same reality.
You're still hurt,and you can't run anymore.
You're tired,and somehow...
you seem to not care anymore.

-Every year,all kinds of teenage depression's story we heard.This year,all kinds of stories I've heard from my friends.Even though they didn't really tell me.No,they will never tell.Including myself.As kids grow older,they get depressed more.We can't escape from this reality.So we just has to face it,with strength and a lot of patience.Because you never know how bad your situation is going to be.But just remember!There are people who have been in more worst position than you-

When you said everything doesn't matter anymore,you lose faith...
in yourself,and in just about everyone and everything.
You tried to find help,but again you got lost.
Lost in your life path.
But,we have only 2 choices.

or

Live well or live hell.

You choose. ^^

*Sorry.No forecast.I can't think straight

Broken Hearted

In love novels,as you read the part where the hero loses his mind for the heroin,you feel so happy.You said "OMG Hero!You're so sweet".To have a romeo waiting for you,going crazy for you and just wanna be with you...i could not ask for more.But then,it struck me.I don't know what love is,or at least the meaning of commitment.I don't know what i should do when the time comes.What can i do if my romeo show up at my door?Will he be sweet?Will i be brave enough to say "You're crazy!"?Signs are everywhere .Sometimes you have to say goodbye to something that you love.But you know you're not strong enough.So you just keep it in a box.It hurts...maybe :P But it's the best solution.
I knew this day would come.Although,I'm confused,but I'm glad i had face the world.Now,i just need to get a hold of myself because this is just the beginning .Sooner or later,i will face the ultimate challenge.Now,i need to get rid of the crybaby in my head

Because it broke :(

AJ's weather forecast on the day when my romeo show up at my door

I wish that it would be windy,so that the cold breeze blows to my face as my heart beats 1000 times per minute,to calm me down.Then as i face him,the birds will twits as if they are cheering for me,giving me hope to not lose to those black-hole-eyes.I could just imagine it will looks like in the middle of autumn : )

Lullaby

What would you do when you can't sleep at night?
Sing a lullaby?
Every person has different lullaby
Every lullaby sang at different times
Depends on the person feelings
But what can a lullaby do?
I don't know...who have been singing me lullabies?
No one,i guess

AJ's Weather Forecast For Tomorrow

Try raining has hard as it could

I would like that

What would happen if i say i couldn't care less?

-Have A Good Night- 

^^

Blog In My Head...yesterday

I was right about the weather forecast the other day.Maybe someday i could be the weather person on TV news ^^

Last night,i said:

AJ's Weather Forecast For Tomorrow

Is it going to rain?Because if it will,i want to join and let my heart out.I can't understand what my feeling is right now but i wish i could just lie on the grass in the morning with the tears falling onto my face

Personal Taste/Preference

I was inspired by this korean drama when Gae In said 'Gae In's weather forecast for tomorrow'.She said it almost every night like she is writing her diary.I'll use this phrase once in a while because i loved this drama.So,

AJ's weather forecast for tomorrow:

It won't rain,

It won't be windy,

It won't be sunny.Because...

...for days,or maybe weeks without hanging out with my friends,I finally got a chance to go out with a friend.

Even though it's will only be us two and we will only be hanging out at one of the nearest mall,

but still it will be a day to talk and chat about what have we done since,well,before.

^^