1st Ramadhan

Alhamdulillah, everything is fine. Nope, not just fine but incredibly great. Somehow I get tired a little bit because after a little ceremony that I have to settle at the night and tarawih after that I got something going up and then with a little nap I woke up to prepare sah00r.

We ate nasi goreng and fried chicken. Aha!

Then got tadarus and stuff and bla blab la. But that is not the point. The thing is the lost ship that one of my friends in it founded today, and I hope he’s okay. He’ll be okay J

I iftar at maidah ( a place where rich people sponsor food for the needy and stuff) and the food is quite okay. Arabs food while my taste bud is craving for murtabak and cincau. Ahahaha. But Alhamdulillah on everything. the whole meal consist of a quarter chicken, some rice and pickles and halawiyat (some kind of desert).

pic from senior, akh Ihkwan 

At the end of the meal there’re bunch of people collecting aish (Arabic bread) and the leftovers. My senior said that they’re the poor. Then I realized how blessed I am while other people have to collect leftovers to feed themselves!

It’s a very meaningful day. I hope you too.

The follow up.

Now its been almost a week I’m in my last mustawa (phase) in learning Arabic. Somehow this mustawa’s atmosphere is quite different. Even my teacher changes his style of teaching. No more formal ‘makan suap’ or idontknowhowtoexplaininenglish hahaha. Now we have to understand texts in Arabic by our own self except for certain hard words that we’re incapable of understanding it without proper explanation. I wake up in the morning everyday while my heart begging me to not to go to class but I never did yet. Since class for 6 hours, and most of our mentality told us it’s hard but somehow I don’t want this phase to end.

But everything has to end. Good and bad. Urgh.

Another thing, is that I’m so impressed somehow I’m really inspired by Indonesian students. I guess it’s true to say that most of them are better in Arabic than Malaysian. I met a student who talk in Arabic like bubbles. Like he’s talking that language since born.

And another truth to be accept is that I’m so freaking scared to be a uni students. Somehow the image portrayed in my brain is too huge. It’s a serious stuff you know. I just don’t want to mess up or waste my parents hope and money. Wasting my time just to fail and fail. I do feel optimistic sometimes but just like I said, it gives me chills. Some said that if your dreams or the stuff you’re up too is not making you scared, it’s not big enough. But how if it’s too big? How if how if and how if.

I guess I need to start thinking on this. Figure something up. And yeah, Ramadhan is around the corner.

I guess that’s it. Enough babbling and yeah.

Bye.

Next and next.

I believe everybody have an issue in their life. And it’s normal. The thing right now is just me facing something changing in my life. Changes always hard to me. Somehow this phase what I am facing right now made me wanna write down and just on and on. It’s weird right now. Absurd. And I hate it.

I know this day will come and based on the past I guess I just do nothing but this time stuck and hit me so hard that I can digest it. It’s been like floating and just huh. Duhh. I do felt so empty when realizing that my foundation of Arabic language is gonna end because I’ve put all I can to it. I’ve done the best that I could on it and now I’m at the end of the road of this path and next is another challenging world that I’ve been so excited but scared to deal with.

I think I’m just frightened up to things that I don’t know what will come. And don’t know what to do, what should I do.

And the other thing is, to left a lesson with Ustaz Humaidah. He’s one of the best thing that happen to me. One of the best person that I’ve met so far. He taught lots of life lessons that I guess makes me or everyone around him feels comfortable to be around him.

I guess this is life.

To face a big thing and just keep going.

Move on.

Just this time I’m little bit attached to this ‘part of life’.

And I hope it’s all fine right now and next.

*sorry for the bad English. Sorry nor sorry. Hah J

Small gestures.

Assalamualaikum and hi peeps.

This time I just want to share a quote about doing random good stuff. May it’s inspire us J

“I firmly believe in small gestures: pay for their coffee, hold the floor for strangers, over tip, smile or try to be kind even you don’t feel like it, pay compliments, chase the kid’s runway ball down the sidewalk and throw it back to them. Try to be larger than you are—particularly when it’s difficult.

People do notice, people appreciate. I appreciate it when it’s done to (for) me. Small gestures can be an effort, or actually go against our grain (“I’m not a big one for paying compliments…”), but the irony is that almost every time you make them, you feel better about yourself. For a moment life suddenly feels lighter, a bit more Gene Kelly dancing in the rain.”  - Jonathan Carol.

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Pheww.

Assalamualikum peeps.

been April now, urgh.
Lately i felt like i need to stay away from everything that is not important yet not urgent like;

social media.

yeah. Last time I decided to hiatus from instagram and it last for a few weeks! *what an amazing achievement! and last week i don't top my internet and just ignoring the temptation of doing that, i realized that i have a lots of time! A LOT MEANS A LOT!

that is when i realize *again that i had lost lots of my time to not beneficial stuff like twitter bla bla bla. And now i'm on a project for my self to reduce my time to that stuff,

and focus more to the stuff that i should have put my priority to. And start writing/reading more and more.

till then.

good luck.