It has been a long time...

Salam.

It has been a long time since I've updated my blog. Frankly to say, many things that I want to share with my readers. Unfortunately, 90% of them are the stories of my heart. Stories which very connected with my own life. Seems I had been reminded by my dear sister for not telling people anything about my life stories, then I just stopped from doing so. This is to avoid myself from becoming people's victim of backbiting and to prevent them from making slanders about me.

Definitely, my sister loves me so much. She asked me so because she doesn't want other people to think negatively toward me. She wants to protect me. She just wants people to respect me as the way I am and I totally understand it. That's why I have quit talking about my personal life here. However, it doesn't mean that I want to quit blogging. Don't misinterpret of what I just said. What I'm saying is that I think it's better to share with everyone about things which are more beneficial for all and things which could make us be closer to our God. Don't you agree with me?

Enough with that. Now, follow me. There is something I want you to ponder for a while.
A thing which is very important for everyone. A thing which we can't live without it. A thing which is hardly to get back when it had gone and that is is called time.

I believe many of you might have heard of the statement "Time is precious than gold." Am I right? This statement is so popular among of us. How can we deny it? It's true that time is much much more precious than gold. We know that when we run out of gold, we can always search for it again and again. We can look for it deep inside the earth. On the other hand, as for time, when it flies, when it passes, it can or will never return. Gold can be bought, but the same concept cannot be applied to time. Time is a very unique abstract thing. Only those who appreciate time will know how much time can be the most valuable thing is one's life. More valuable than gold, actually.

The main problem that I've been facing since the first semester of my second year study is time management. Don't be surprised if I say I am a very bad time manager. I don't know how to manage my time properly. I was attracted by my friend's status on his FB and I think I want to quote it here. "Time management is very very important. So, manage your time properly!" He's absolutely right. But, this is something that is hardly done by many of us, including me. I got a friend. I can say that he is one of my good friend. Since I've befriended him, I can see that he's the kind who really concerned about about his time management. When I asked him about how does he manage his time properly, because just so you know, he's very active with many co-curricular activities in UIA but at the same time, he excels in his studies.

So, he told me, "You have to train yourself to be discipline, especially about time. For example, when you have decided to meet your lecturer at certain time, you should stick to your decision and does not get influenced easily by your friends who might ask you to go somewhere else with them. Another thing is that, as a student it is very crucial for us to make up our own schedule. By having our own schedule, we will know when our time or even free time is filled with useful activities." Alhamdulillah, I think he's just right. Don't you think so?

So, the moral of the story is, do care when and where your time flies to. What I meant was we should start manage our time properly starting from today. A new semester should give us a new spirit to start a new life as a university student. Trust me, it's not too late to do our time management.


So, what are you waiting for? Wanna join me practice our time management?

I think, enough for today. Now I shall pass this keyboard to my little brother.

So long. Take care.


Wallahua'lam.

p/s: Missing my dear sisters; Kak Uda and Kak Ieha. May Allah bless them.

Islam is beautiful

 Salam.

Islam is beautiful. That's the title for my entry for today.
Seriously, I have no idea at all about what am I going to write in here.
Just, want to share a piece of my mind, in hoping to make us all ponder upon about something.

Something good about Islam.
Something special about Islam, that we as Muslims, should know seems we were all created
by Allah as a Muslim.

Yes, i really do think that Islam is beautiful.
Don't look too far, just look deeply at things which are nearer and closer to us.
The teachings, the syariah, the rules...
Everything that Islam preaches to its followers are beautiful.
That's what I think. Don't you feel the same way as I do?

Why is Islam beautiful?
Because Islam teaches us about so many things in general,
but one thing in specific that can lead us to many other things too, which is LOVE.
Yes, definitely. For me, Islam is beautiful because it teaches me about love.
The meaning of true LOVE, the rules of LOVE, and the dangers of LOVE.
With LOVE, I feel myself growing up stronger and stronger,
with LOVE, I seldom feel myself becoming weaker and weaker.


Islam recommends us to LOVE and be LOVEd by our one and only Creator-Allah s.w.t.
Islam tells us to LOVE and be LOVEd by people who are the same in line with us.
Islam reminds us to LOVE and be LOVEd by those who are nice to us.
Islam warns us to LOVE other creatures too.
See, don't you think Islam is so beautiful?


I learn many new things about LOVE, through Islam.
My knowledge of LOVE is being updated each day because of Islam.
And now I'm actually in LOVE because of Him, who opens my heart to feel the feeling LOVE again.

Because of Islam, I learn about how to strengthen my LOVE towards my Creator.

I LOVE Islam, just like I LOVE the one who sent it to me.

That's why Islam is beautiful.

Rindu yang menyapa

 

[mode: rindu pada bulan hati]

Rindu yang menyapa

Membawa pergi erti sebuah sepi

Melantunkan sebuah suara duka

Menyebarkan satu suara hampa

Yang semakin menguasai diri.

Jauh kuberlari, ingin mencapai lagit tinggi

Menangkap cahaya bulan terang

Untukku letakkan dalam sebuah balang

Inginku jadikan sebuah hadiah bermakna untuknya

Ikhlas dari hati.

Kini aku bisa menyaksikan sendiri

Sebuah bukti yang tidak bisa dimungkiri

Bahawa dia begitu mencintai dirinya

Dan mereka tampak cocok sekali

Di hadapan mataku.

Erti sebuah kerinduan

Hanya bisa ditafsirkan 

Dari sebuah kehilangan.

Erti sebuah kecintaan

Hanya  bisa dirasakan

Saat diri ini memerlukan dan diperlukan.

Rindu yang menyapa, kini

Membuat hatiku bertampah pedih

Membuat hatiku bagai tercarik-carik

Oleh sembilu kasih yang semakin menggigit.

Aku, redha selamanya

Akan takdir yang sudah tertulis.

Ya Allah,

Letakkan aku di tempat

Yang sangat dekat dengan-Mu

Agar dengan itu aku bisa menjadi kuat

Melawan arus deras rindu yang menyapa hatiku.

Mak, kekasihku, sahabat terbaikku...

[mode: rindu. rindu pada ciuman dan belaian kasih dari mak. tp, mak ada je kat sebelah ni. hehe]

Bila dahaga, yang susukan aku.....mak
Bila lapar, yang suapkan aku....mak
Bila keseorangan, yang sentiasa di sampingku.. ..mak
Kata mak, perkataan pertama yang aku sebut....Mak
Bila bangun tidur, aku cari....mak
Bila nangis, orang pertama yang datang ....mak
Bila nak bermanja, aku dekati....mak
Bila nak bergesel, aku duduk sebelah....mak
Bila sedih, yang boleh memujukku hanya....mak
Bila nakal, yang memarahi aku....mak
Bila merajuk, yang memujukku cuma....mak
Bila melakukan kesalahan, yang paling cepat marah....mak
Bila takut, yang tenangkan aku.....mak   
Bila nak peluk, yang aku suka peluk....mak
Aku selalu teringatkan ....mak
Bila sedih, aku mesti talipon....mak
Bila seronok, orang pertama aku nak beritahu.....mak
Bila bengang.. aku suka luah pada..mak
Bila takut, aku selalu panggil... "mmaaakkkk! "
Bila sakit, orang paling risau adalah....mak
Bila nak exam, orang paling sibuk juga.....mak
Bila buat hal, yang marah aku dulu....mak
Bila ada masalah, yang paling risau.... mak
Yang masih peluk dan cium aku sampai hari ni.. mak
Yang selalu masak makanan kegemaranku....mak
kalau balik ke kampung, yang selalu bekalkan ulam & lauk pauk.....mak
Yang selalu simpan dan kemaskan barang-barang aku....mak
Yang selalu berleter kat aku...mak
Yang selalu puji aku....mak
Yang selalu nasihat aku....mak
Bila nak kahwin..Orang pertama aku tunjuk dan rujuk.....mak   

(Dipetik daripada emel seorang sahabat kepada saya. Semoga dapat menjadi renungan kita bersama dalam bermuhasabah diri, Insya-Allah.)