Monday, December 28, 2009

no wonder

no wonder i feel so close with the place.

it's like a soft whisper keep calling my soul to reach it.

no wonder.

because u were there.

i can feel the caress of the soft petal.

the smell of roses which once drove me insane.

because u were there.

but oh evil, the thorn!

makes the body drift away.

Sunday, December 27, 2009

the greatest love story

i wanna find a husband, not a boyfriend,
one of the reason is because of this true love story:)
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The Greatest Love Story

They both lived in a society so horrible that oppression was a normal thing, especially to women. However, in the middle of this chaos, these two shared the most beautiful love story ever known to mankind.

The man was the most honest and fair of all the people living in his community. None was respected more for honesty, integrity, sobriety and humbleness. He had no bad habits and did not engage in drinking or relations with women, although it was common place amongst his people. He never took a girlfriend nor a mistress in his life and never even attended parties or the like at anytime in his life. The only intimate relations he had with a woman was through marriage alone.

The woman was very intelligent and brilliant in her mind and excellent in treatment of her parents. Her father was the man's life long friend who was very respected at that time.

One day, when she was playing outside in the dirt, her mother asked her to come into the house. She was only six years old. Her mother took her to see her father, who offered her hand in marriage to his best friend, the man. This was the custom in the society at that time. However, the man did not accept it because she was not old enough for the age of consent and he believed that a woman must decide for her own. In that society, marrying a woman without her consent was common and usually it was done to get hold of her inherited wealth.

When she was a few years older and mature enough to decide, her father offered her hand in marriage to the man. She was very shy and her silence was understood by her father that she was indeed, accepting the proposal for marriage. The whole family was happily involved and most elated in having the man who was very noble as their close relative through marriage.

She was very excited with the marriage preparations and was very happy with the wonderful experience of being offered and accepted in marriage to the man. This was exactly what she wanted all along. During their lives together, they were very happy, close, and intimate with one another. Among their happy times was, they would race with each other and she would beat him every time until she got bigger and heavier that he would beat her in the race instead. They lived together for nine years until he got very sick.

When he was dying, he wanted to be with her. She would place a towel on his head when he had fever. He died with his head on her lap. She never said a single bad word against her husband during his life, or after his death. She never remarried and she lived to her 70's continuing to tell the people beautiful stories about her husband.

When he died with his head on her lap, she did not wail, cry, or tear up her hair like what the society at time would normally do when the loved ones pass away. She knew that his death did not mark the end of their relationship because they will be together again, happily ever after, in Paradise.

This story, the marriage of Aishah to Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him), is nothing less than the best love story ever.

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Friday, December 25, 2009

a piece from damn, gross reality!!!

IT HURTS

It hurts to see,
A man and a woman holding hands,
With no relation except friends.

It hurts to see,
A man and a woman keeping hands,
When they vow to love till the end.

It hurts to hear,
People say they want a good job,
Before buying baby clothes at the shop.

It hurts to hear,
People say, "I don't have the money",
When they have lots to feed their "honey".

It hurts to think,
Parents would leave their children like that,
Without saying, "Hey, that's very bad!"

It hurts to think,
Children would say to other children,
"My parents did it too, how's that different?"

It hurts to realize,
A man's poison becomes a man's meat,
They know that but still, they eat.

**i get this meaningful poem from here

akhirnya saya dah jumpa awak

Akhirnya saya dah jumpa balik awak selepas hampir 5 tahun.

Tapi awak jangan takut sebab saya x kan masuk lagi dalam hidup awak.

Saya tengok awak dari jauh je.

Dalam gambar.

Awak nampak makin susut.

Tak cukup makan ke?

Pandangan mata awak tajam menusuk dalam hati saya.

Saya tak berani nak teruskan menatap gambar awak.

Saya tahu satu hari nanti kita pasti bertemu lagi.

Tapi awak jangan risau sebab saya tak akan masuk dalam hidup awak lagi.

Allah berfirman: "Janganlah kamu bersikap lemah, dan janganlah (pula) kamu bersedih hati, padahal kamulah orang-orang yang paling tinggi (darjatnya), jika kamu orang-orang yang beriman" (Ali Imran 3:139)

Sunday, December 13, 2009

hentikan berperangai syaitan

aku skrg sedang dilanda emosi yang melampau-lampau.
entah mungkin kerana moodswing ataupun memang blog ni tmpat beremosi.
ye la kalau dok teriak di dunia realiti nant orang kata gila pulak.
haha.

macam yang dijangkakan.
keptusan final aku memang hancur.
tapi aku x nak salahkan siapa-siapa sebab semuanya memang salah aku.
aku tau aku ni x sungguh-sungguh sgt.
x mcm dulu.
alhamdulillah semua lulus.
aku bersyukur sgt walaupun pointr jatuh gedebuk.
congratulations 2 all my frens who make it and a deep symphaty for who didn't.
but no biggie.
we stil have time 2 buckle up and learn from our mistake.


aku pelik la kenapa aku berubah terlalu drastik.yg
aku jadi smbil lewa, x bersemangat nak pg kelas, nak marah je dgn semua org,klu boleh dinding pun aku nak marah.
i wonder where is the old me?

mn hannan yg sgt rajin buat latihan masa dulu?
mn hannan yg sgt tinggi semangat juangnya?t
mn hannan yg 100% faham, hafal dan igt semua nota sebelum masuk exam?

x pe la.
semuanya dh berlalu.
aku x rs aku study last minute tapi sbb kurg latihan dan daya igtan aku jadi semakin lemah smpai aku susah nak igt kes-kes yang penting.
daya tumpuan lagi la teruk.

ni la akibat x menjaga hubungan dgn Allah.
ni la akibat x menjaga hubungan dengan manusia.

ampun seribu ampun.

kalau ada sesiapa yang membaca post ni,
maaf dipinta dari awal smpai akhir alau-kalau ada salah yg tidak disengajakan atau pun yg disengajakan.

memang patut berhenti berperangai macam syaitan.

aku x kisah bila orang kata aku ni berazam tahi ayam tapi at least semangat tu ada kan dan yg akan mengingatkan kita di setiap waktu.

this is going to be d very last moment i am mourning and regretting my failure.
i promise u.

i wont look back and will always remind myself how important i have to get through BLS with flying colors.

may success be with us next time.
amin.


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Wednesday, December 9, 2009

why 10 PM hah??

i'm stupid.
i dun expect high grades because i'm stupid and a lazy bum.

the examination was a piece of hell.
i know why i dun feel butterflies in my stomach.

firstly, it's because i'm 200% redha for all the outcome.

secondly, i know what the hell have i done in the examination and i dun expect high grades or cgpa.

if tomorrow, after 10 p.m,
the result is OK or out of my expectation,

u can call it MIRACLE.

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Pity U

u know i have blog and i know u well.
how dare u reveal your lies in your blog.
we have freedom of expression but everything has its limit.
u had crossed your limit!

i call u a friend.
i had long forgot the misery and bad history between us.
i cant believe couple of years of separation has made us a stranger to u.

please grow up.
u cannot expect people to be like what u want them to be.
u neva change, don't u?

we don't feel guilty or mad for such a childish confession.
we didnt care even a pinch about how u appreciate your other friends since u said u don't belong to us anymore.
it's because we didnt hurt, provoke or doing something bad to u in the last meeting.


hilarious.

u really need to postmortem yourself.