Randomness

Everyday, I'm always grateful to Him for blessing me with these two nikmat; Islam and family as well as friends who perpetually remind me how great the Islam is. Had it's just me, I would have never gone this far. Ya, sy sgt lemah. Everyday is a fight with nafsu. A fight with inner-self and evil's whisperings. Sometimes, I outsmart them but most of the time, they over-top me. 

Some of my friends have stronger and better fikrah Islami which I salute and respect them. And kadang2 saya malu juga dgn mereka. Tp, saya suka bersama mereka...he3... ;) 

Go to 1:33 directly if you want to skip the song.

The vid is about Ruben or Abd Bakr, an Australian who'd converted to Islam. I'd watched it a couple of times and every time  I did it, it gives me goosebumps. Malu dgn diri sendiri pn ada. If you'd seen it, xpe la. Just a sharing from me.

Today, I've made myself to visit the Cheng Ho exhibition, bersama-sama 2 rakan setia saya, he3. The place was huge and full with small gerai inside and outside the air-conditioned tents. Jualan both from Malaysia and China (tp skit je kot dr cina; mostly jual batu jed, bracelets, china silk and so forth). One that I found kind of interesting from China was 'Terapi Naga Api'. Hahaha. Well, mmg ber'api' pn. Simply put, it's like a typical massage. Instead being wrapped by a thin clothing, that tukang urut will put a thick one (kain pe ntah) on the body and pour some fluid (sy xpasti air ape) where flames are coming out from it. 

My second fav was that long chinese scroll. The label said 'Al-Quran dlm bahasa Cina'. I instantaneously went WTH??, since when Quran was written in chinese. Okay2 relax, it's just the translation. Misleading tol la label tuh. The interesting part is that the translation was written by a non-muslim, complete 30 juz. Huhuhu.

Yes, as a typical woman, ahaks, I couldn't help myself to be attracted to the clothes' section. There was nice iranian's  garment. Sgt elegant.

Us : Berape erk baju2 nie?

Auntie: Satu RM 500, taaaaapi ader 10% discount, so, dlm RM 400++ je.

Me: (As if that 10% will make any difference to that rm500) Aisshh.  

Finally, that Cheng Ho guy exhibition at KTC. Since he was a muslim, I was hoping to read more on that guy's biodata and his role in Islam. Tp cam xde je (or I just missed it??) Hmmm.

Some pics that I snapped...

The guy himself

I think these replicas are his armada?

The world's longest Quran (200m)....he2 I saw my reflection there.

Empty

The thing about cuti that I like the most is the freedom to think of what I WANT to do next, instead what I HAVE to do next.

But the most hateful part is lacking of self-control and discipline. I can spend the whole day just watching the stupid box (read : tv) or blogwalking into random bloggers.

And I felt really, really empty...

I think that's how it felt when your IMAN is falling and crashing into ground. Istighfar ye...

It would be nice to have doses of them...

This week ade pameran Cheng Ho kat stadium. I've no idea who he is or what he'd done before. The pameran sounds really like a historical one. Ahaks. Oh, there's acrobatic show too (but not really looking forward for it as I'm not fan of height).

p.s. 4 days left before the moment of 'teen' ends. I wish my face (or height) do reflect my age.

Bengang

It's the night before eidul adha. But....

Despite of that, you have a father who is

 groaning in pain,

thinning due to not eating,

and obviously is not having enough water.

Someone suggested to bring him to the hospital,

At least, if it is his time already,

let hime go in peace,

not in a devastating way.

But, 

NO,

you said, "Sape nk jaga kt hospital?"

HELLO!!!

Look around you,

you've at least seven siblings, 

not to mention, your children are grown up already to help taking care their grandfather.

So, what's your problem?
Malas nk deal with hospital??
Baba is more than happy to jump in to help,
Even, some of you are working in the hospital...

Or you just simply don't care....???

P.s. Sorry, it's not my intention to unleash my anger tonight. I just got back visiting relatives at Kg. I coudn't even stand for 5 minutes in front of that poor man, what's more for a week like the family did. Groaning, moaning, menggelepar sana-sini. Baba explained what they can do; bring him to hospital. If they think the pain was from 'buatan org', then bring the bomoh to the hospital too. I bet the doctors are fine with it.

Theys seemed to agree with baba...at first. Then, they started to give excuses and decided that the best way is to keep the poor man in the house and do nothing. Great!

P.s.s I know that the power of healing is in Allah's hand. He's the true healer. But I believe that the power of ikhtiar is in our very hands. 

P.s.s.s Have a blessed eidulaldha though!

Taking a Break

Yes. It's cuti again. Got back to my home just to find my brother has terrorized my room into his study space. Adeeh. Fine, his exam in 10 days (according to his countdown pasted on the wall), excuse is accepted. Need to find somewhere else to dwell though...

Hmm, there was football last night. Not that I follow any football league. I happened to pass by the TV and saw my father and brother glued to it. Football match; Malaysia vs China. Oh, no wonder. Well, Malaysia lost. 0-3. Not that I surprised. But they were given soo many yellow and red cards, that's new to me. Based on my one-minute observation last night (I couldn't stand to watch longer than that), they weren't wrestling on that field, that's one thing for sure. Ahaks.

Just finish reading Jodi Picoult's House Rules. After flipping through 300++ pages, the ending was hanging. At the end, I didn't know what's going to happen to that Aspie kid and his bro. Arrggh.

Anyhow, three weeks cuti? Tido, tido, tido. I got a few things in my mind.

• Revise the previous hafazans and prepare a new one
• Do reading on certain books or else K.Wan will kill me...ahaks
• Study (okay, shoot me if you want)
• A dish a day (okay, please laugh; my cooking skills suck)
• Visit Mak Aji more frequently 
• Tutoring my bro for SPM
• Download Psych Season 5 (yeay!)

At the end of cuti, do ask me whether I did any of those. If I didn't, feel free to kick/punch/slap me.

Taking A Break. Bubbye!