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That one girl.

And so, there was once a girl, so disoriented and helpless, still- (after a long resignation and endless self-promises) allowing people to just thrash her around relentlessly. There was once a girl, merely an adult, still- (after all those false hopes, broken promises and crushed dreams) has her heart firmly intact inside her body. There was once a girl, so weak, mentally and physically, still- (after being heartbroken countless of times and uncounted days of tears streaming down her cheeks) has not yet learnt her lesson and still believing the same old fable that everything will work out the way it was originally planned. There was once a girl, the same old one, despite everything she has been through, is still here. Alive. Trying to make everyday worth living by having strong faith in herself. Chanting 'patience is a virtue' to sleep every single time she feels like giving up because it is undeniably true. In the end, realizing that there is nobody else, except from Allah that may ease all the pain stacking up consecutively inside her. Nobody else, except from Allah that will place her in a position where she feels safe and conscientious with every single one of her actions.


Another rerun.

I miss this space. That so-called place where I used to blurt out whatever crowded the petite mind of mine. It's funny how easy it is to just ignore this space after all its years of good use, leaving it virtually dusty.



Give some loveeeeeee to these people! ... that are raising money to buy tents for their school scouts!

A mini project for the scout's club of SMK Bukit Rahman Putra conducted by my sister and her little group of friends. You see, the scouts in that school are little left behind, or more like left out in terms of getting support from the school. Sucks, I know. I was once the Vice President for the club before I transferred to MRSM Langkawi. Total history. So, they're raising money to buy tents for the scouts! How thoughtful is that! It's sad seeing our scout juniors tent-less. I swear, it's really saddening. So hey, do support them! Buy these pretty nifty shirts for a quite reasonable price! My little sister designed it herself, she got the skills from her kakak! Perasan sebentar ye.

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The available sizes are from S to 2XL. If you guys are interested, which I'm sure you lot are! You can order from me by simply leaving comments down below.. or just give my sister, Asma Hamid a ring, nudge, text or whatever if you know her.

Hi, We Meet Again.

I hope you miss me as much as I miss you, dear blog. Even though you are not technically alive, but I'm sure you have some hidden feelings as well. Or not.

It's funny how I used to have the tendency to write something daily and not leave a page blank, not even for a day. And now, not even giving a single damn about it, leaving it abandoned for a while. Well this is simply because.. People get tired or bored and so with the same typical routine and they just have that heavy feeling to move on. But one day, they'll start to miss the same old routine again and somehow find their own way back to it. Make sense? I think so.

The need to change.

Surely there are things that constantly play around in our mind.. about changes. Changing for the better. Changing to be a better person. To be clearer, changing to be a better Muslim/Muslimah. Of all the Islamic conventions and conferences I've been to, it had surely planted some of these 'needs' to change somewhere inside my heart. But then again, sometimes I ponder on how these needs to change exist in the first place. Is it because I just naturally want to change? Or is it due to seeing all the other sisters, physically, that made me want to be like them? Or is it because I have most probably gain a bit more taqwa. Or is it because I know what is right and I know I have to do it? Or is it just because I want to impress other people? No matter how these needs existed at first, I have to constantly remind myself that if I want to change, it will be for and because of Allah. Lillahi Ta'ala. Starting from the basics, from the way I dress. I can't deny the fact that the things I wear casually fits the whole completely covering the aurah, but hey! I'm trying. Beginning with the lengthening the hijab to the suitable length, then loosening the clothes a bit here and there, and walla! And that's how you do it, mes amis! And that can be one of the more reason for me to go for a mini shopping spree once in a while! Which I honestly love. Insert some high-pitched giggles. You see, changes are not that hard nor simple. We just have to give it a go and take small steps, even baby steps! It's the effort that we put into it that counts. There are like a gazillion things we can surely improve on.. I swear, I feel like I'm writing one of those essays for SPM right now. Which I miss.. Okay back on track. Wanting these changes and implementing them into your life will no doubt bring something different to your heart, it's like as if you're feeding your heart. As tiny as making yourself drink sitting rather than standing up or walking about. (However.. that somehow will make kind of a big difference because it will lower the chances of you getting a heart problem and yada yada.) But, you get what I mean! And finally, above all, Istiqamah with the changes! There is surely no point of changing for a day or two and crawling back to your old routine. We will beyond doubt not gain anything for it! So bare that in mind. Let the thoughts roam in your brain. And hey, it's Ramadhan, the month reflection and the renewal of soul. There's no better time to start rather than now!

A little note from me to you. And this is supremely a reminder to myself as well.



Well, Thank You.

Sit back and relax.

Our minds are usually clustered with the things that we want. The things we have wished for, but were never granted. Our minds are more fond of figuring out why we didn't get this nor that. But hey, have we ever just sat back and pondered upon those things we didn't even wish for or even thought of, but Allah have granted them to us? Think about it. When were we ever satisfied with everything Allah have given to us? When were we ever thankful for every single meager bit of our life? Are we even thankful right this second?


Carpe diem.

Sometimes, it's necessary to make unnecessary things necessary. Such as, making a somebody that is totally foreign to you smile because their face is just obviously plastered with sadness. These little things, for sure, will lighten up that somebody's day effortlessly. Life is short. We will never know when our soul will be taken by the Almighty. We will never know how long we have left to enjoy the life we're living now in this very world. So, what say you?

Carpe diem! (as long as it's still in the boundaries of His laws)

Just a little note, from me to you.