These cards were from Marliyana. There was a stack of them. 3 caught my attention; they resonated most, given the low level of spirituality I am at and the emotional turmoil I am in.

From left,

Remember Me and I will remember you. 
- A part of a verse from the Qur'an


Sleep with the remembrance of death and rise with the awareness that you will not live long. 
- Uwais el-Qarni


The best deed of a great person is to forgive and forget.
- Sayyidina Ali bin Abi Talib 

Wished I could keep all 3, but alas, I chose one that I think I need right now.

And those wise words were spoken by someone whose name I adore. =)

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Almost 3 years on

Now I am the one appraising. Feels kinda weird.

me and teaching



One day, i'm going to have to teach. As much as i say that i don't fancy teaching nor tutoring, i know that only thru imparting knowledge will i be able to revise and increase my own knowledge, expand my capacity and enrich my own self.

Right now i'm reluctant. But i've to keep myself open to possibilities. What i dislike may be that which is good for me. Who knows, when an opportunity arises or circumstances persistently nudge, or suddenly puts, me in that path, I may have a change of heart.

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Sampai juga akhirnya..~

Darul Quran, Kuala Kubu Bharu, Selangor
28 Januari 2012, pukul 4.40 petang

Cik Bakar dah lain.


Bila dengar ayah cakap begitu, rasa seram sejuk sedikit. Next to leave? Allah je yang tahu. Boleh jadi orang yang sihat pergi dulu.


Tahun lepas, Januari, nenek Hasnah.


Dua tahun lepas, Januari juga, nenek Fatimah.


Boleh jadi, mak, ayah, abang, kakak, atau Aqila. Boleh jadi, kau Liyana! kau masih belum siap2!


Mati tu benar, Liyana. Kau tahu, kan?


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I am looking at the pictures from Azizah's wedding album at FB. *sigh* I am still feeling sad that I could not attend her wedding.

I would like to hug her. I wonder when she will be Singapore.

And seeing teacher Fatimah in the pictures...... Allah..! I would like to kiss her hand and hug her too. I am forever grateful that she was my English teacher.

Ya Allah, please let me see them again~
Saw this at Hidayah Ismile's FB status..


Malay translation

Al-Hasan pernah ditanya: “Apakah itu Tawakkal?”
Lalu beliau menjawab: “Tidak ada sesuatupun dalam hati seorang hamba itu yang lebih dia percayai (berserah) melainkan kepada Tuhannya.”

Ibn Ataillah As-sakandari berkata:


ﺍﻟﻤﻨﻊ ﻫﻮ ﺍﻟﻌﻂﺎﺀ



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Kallang (part 2)

On a happier note,

I went ice-skating yesterday! Better still, I fell! Woohoo~ *genuinely happy*

After my first-time experience ice-skating on the last day of camp, which was a few weeks back, I told myself that I will do it again once I got my pay. And I would love love love to bring abang and Aqila (kak Maya tak boleh uh.. cuba teka kenapa? *wink*). I was excited that day, coz in 2 hours, I went from holding the parapet for support to holding my partner's arm and skating slowwly+hesitantly to skating by myself (!). That's a speedy progress to me. And the bonus - I didn't fall!

I think my being able to pick up ice-skating rather quickly can be attributed to the first rollerblading 'lesson' with abang and mak. I mean, I fell a lot that time and couldn't balance at all. So since I've sort of passed that stage, the struggle was shorter in the ice-skating rink. Alhamdulillah~ Alhamdulillah~

When I reached home, I even surfed Youtube to watch ice-skating videos, despite the post-camp fatigue that was creeping in! Haha! Semangat nah!

So yesterday was my second-time, and Aqila's first. She was more scared than me. hehehe.. I reminded myself throughout the session that I needed to be patient, that now was the time for me to teach, like how my partner was there to teach me. And, alhamdulillah, at the end of it, she gained a little confidence to skate without holding anything (but with me beside her holding out my hand, just in case). =)

Sidetrack a bit - I forgot my partner's name.. =( She was a faci for another group. I actually thought she was older. But! She just graduated from pre-U2 at Aljunied. haha.. And we didn't really talk with one another before.. so I am grateful that she let me hold her hand during those crucial first moments. Skating together gave us an opportunity to chat.

You know, I wished I could stop and take pictures during both times I was there. Coz I saw things - small things - that touched my heart, or made me laugh. A big sister helping her younger sibling, two secondary-school-looking guys holding each other's shoulder so that the more experienced one could help balance the first-timer, a mother skating with her little boy and girl, a little boy skating in a cute silly manner with the skating aid.. made me smile.. ahh.. wanted to keep those instances in my head.

Anyway, I kind of thought that my 'initiation' would not be complete til I had my first fall. Even though I secretly wished I would not. And I finally did fall on my back, at 2.27pm - when I tried to skate faster.. as a result, I could not maintain my balance. I was smiling like an idiot, alright! Heh. I fell again at 2.57pm, on my front this time. Yes, I checked my watch, coz I wanted to record these down. ^_______^

This activity is expensive, so I know I won't be able to do it often. Yet I imagine myself going there on a weekday night after work, just to relieve myself. Hmmm.. that would be nice, innit?

A warning to my fellow Singaporeans - don't go there on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. They charge $20 for 2-hour session, not including gloves and socks. On normal days the fee is $14. I must admit that I was upset.. my $12 gone just like that, but I immediately reminded myself to just enjoy the day.. enjoy the session with my sister. Tak selalu Allah kasi ni'mat keluar jalan2 dengan adik =) InshaAllah.. that $12 is not a waste.

Ice-skating for the first time, on 5 Dec 2011

Kallang


Seeing this building and its surrounding reminds me of RR'07. I remember that we went here for recce. Kak Nisa' Samat was driving. I remember losing the camera and returning home very late at night. I remember the point at which I realised SOMETHING SIGNIFICANT about my parents and their support. I wrote an email to my team members a few days after that.. And I think, that recce day was when I started to feel uncomfortable about something. Hmm..

Anyway, I also remember that somewhere around here, the pax gathered on the first morning for registration and briefing, and at a carpark somewhere, the bicycles were carried off the lorry and arranged nicely by the logistics team.

You know what? Suddenly, I miss RR'07. *sigh*




The newest thing in my Favourite Biscuits list =) nyummm!

Early morning walk at Marina Barrage

This morning...





It's windy here. Quiet and calm.
Aaaahh... such pleasure~


(There's a solar park, too. I didn't know that.)


The day before, I took a short clip following my teammates to find a spot for eating our dinner.


It was past 6.30pm, and the sky was dotted with many kites. Many people, of course. So I really cherished the opportunity of a morning stroll. It was just me and my own idling.

It feels good to be able to reach home before sunset. Alhamdulillah~


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Weather

When I read novels, or newspaper clips (from Life section, most prolly), or some random articles on social interaction or motivation, I would sometimes come across excerpts stating that weather is always a topic for small talk. Y'know, to 'break the silence'. I would pause and think, really? People do that?

And so, lately, I start to notice that people do like to comment about the weather. Like, when my colleague was driving and I was sitting beside him.. and he mentioned something like.. "it's raining" "hot, isn't it?" or another colleague who said something about humidity and the weather being inconsistent. (or was it the same colleague? Heh.) Honestly, I am not interested in that conversation. But I would reply politely, go with the flow, as one would say. I prefer to just keep quiet or answer questions that are meaningful.

I wonder why can't people talk about things like..

1- So, what did you do yesterday?
2- What music do you like to listen to?
3- I was reading an article about ______
4- Do you know that _______
5- I heard you have a cat, what's its name?
6- Hey.. if you don't mind, I want to ask you about your religion.
7- Do you play sports?
8- Tell me about ________
9- What do you think of _________
10- Any interesting stuff you read from the net?
11- Oh! I bought (I watched, I went to..) ________ and it's awesome! [description, review here]

I am not saying that people are not chatting about these at all, what I am saying is when trying to bridge a conversation gap, let's pick a topic from which you and the other party can share further, rather than the weather. C'mon! Even if you don't know that person very well, surely you can find other common themes. And even if you both won't elaborate more, at least one would learn a little something new from the other and vice versa. Why talk about something damn obvious?!

Writing this, I really hope I won't be someone who brings up the weather topic in any conversation. 

I usually keep my mouth shut and look out the window during car rides. It is either because I simply do not have anything to say, or that I feel slightly awkward being in the same vehicle (the latter usually applies to people I am not close with). So I would like it if that person asks or share with me any of the above, except no. 5. Coz I don't have a cat. No pets.

Speaking of weather, I recorded a short clip while waiting for the rain to recede at Biopolis. We were stuck there for about 20-30 minutes. Last Monday. I want to show how heavy the rain was. Could hardly see the Fusionopolis building!


p.s. the gals in the vid are my colleagues and attachment students. Hee~~

The Room where I sat for a writing competition


Who would've thought I will be coming back here, after.. hmm.. let's see, 7 years?
I think, the first and last time I stepped into Madrasah al-Arabiah's old campus (now the building is Muhammadiyah's HQ) was on the day of the English essay competition. I think I was in secondary 2 or 3. On Sir Kamar's recommendation, if I am not mistaken (Eh? Mana Aszafirah, eh? For all I know, she's better  at writing stories in English than me. Or, maybe she participated also? Hmm.. tak ingat) I cannot remember what were the topics available, and definitely cannot recall what I wrote - narrative or descriptive or argumentative - and I am pretty sure I got saguhati. Hee.. What I remember clearly though, is that I did not do well, because of nerves and/or I couldn't think/create plots in my head fast enough.

Lemme try to find if I blogged about this event..




Nope, can't find any post even mentioning about it.

So yesterday I went to a camp briefing at no. 14 Jalan Selamat. We performed maghrib at level 1 (the prize giving ceremony for the English writing competition was in that hall too!). Was looking for kain, so kak Munirah directed me to the room in the video. I immediately recognised it! hee.. So yeah, was reminiscing about that day. In my memory, I somehow see Zafeerah Zakaria and Huda Ibrahim's female (younger) cousin.. Maybe Zafeerah was the rep for Madrasah al-Arabiah?

Anyhoo, speaking of Muhammadiyah.. I've bought a Muslimah swimwear. Like, finally!! *suker* Bought at Ova, Thaya brand. Expensive, in my opinion. But, 1) I guess that's the market price (even if I buy in Malaysia) and 2) I have saved up for this, so I did not mind. Aqila got hers from Andalus. Too bad that the smallest size Andalus has is 4-XL. We decided to purchase it, though, coz it is unknown when the new stock will come, and we do not want to wait. We've postponed our plan to enroll in a swimming class back in September, due to Aqila's chicken pox, her school exam, her O Level exam and my own busi-ness. So.. this December.. semoga Allah izinkan kami belajar berenang. nak fulfill sunnah ni~ =D


15 minutes after this post was published --------

Found it. I mentioned about the writing competition in a somewhat, errr.. pessimistic rant. Gosh! When I read those words.. I just thought.. wow.. I really sounded inferior, negative.. didn't I? Yet, I know that what I was feeling in that particular moment was frustration.. tired and pressured coz it was one thing after another. I wonder if my blood pressure was ever on the rise during my sec 3 year. Or maybe it was not inferiority - It was merely comparing oneself with something or someone bigger and better. So.. was I being realistic, but also a bit too hard on myself? I don't know. Am trying to analyse this note written by a 15-year old me, trying to look from the outside.

I think I've changed. A bit.




Alhamdulillah, Aqila lulus!

Kite pun tumpang gembira~



Pakai kasut hitam lah tahun depan =D

Abang's post-nikah

I was flipping thru Abang & kak Maya's wedding album at around noon today, while frying the spring rolls (heh). I realised that I like these two pictures.. May Allah bless our family with sakeenah, mawaddah and rahmah.. =')
I have always liked Abang's smile ^__^ I think it's because of his incisors. He also has a dimple.
And kak Maya looks cute when she smiles.
I love it all the more whenever I see them laugh.
Subhanallah..!

Now there are 6 of us, since 8th May 2010
(Mak and Ayah got married in May too!)

"Yeah, but.."

Am having a FB conversation with Shikin.. Been a loNg time since I last saw or even talked to her. Topics range from uni degree, working life, interest, travel, migration, money... aahh.. We have the same problems, the same sentiments!

She just tagged me in a post about a blog article on "3 reasons to travel while you're young" by Jeff Coins. Sungguh terkena my batang hidung! Ohhhh, I reeeeaaallly cannot wait!

Patience, Liyana, patience..


Lovely


I like this picture, and I like the two people here. I jussst noticed that my nose looks a bit red. I remember that I had cried quite a bit before we ate ice cream and posed for picture. Why I cried? Because I was very happy to see kak Huda, coz suddenly I realised I had missed her. I remember something else - I felt sadness too, when I was hugging her tightly. Sad about something. Quite overwhelming. Hmm..

And right now, I miss her. Saw recently on Facebook that she has given birth to a baby girl. Gosh! I think I have not seen her for more than a year!

Kak Afifah, too. The last time I saw her was... in early March. She gave birth recently as well. Alhamdulillah.. =)

Baarakallahu feehinna~ Baarakallahu feehinna~




In Time

I watched In Time movie trailer a couple of hours ago. I must say.. I like the plot! A future where people don't age past 25. Yet, those who are poor will die young. And rich people can buy time to live longer.



I am intrigued by the idea. I wonder who came up with it (director? producer?). People's imagination, ey?

Reminds me of The Island, starring Ewan McGregor and Scarlett Johansson. At first, I thought "whaatt seh.. is the storyline?" Then, I got it! Rich people make clones of themselves to harvest new organs. The thing is, they did not know that the company that does the work actually grow real, fully-formed humans. When promoting the program to potential clients, the director says that they only grow organs, or something like that.. But when someone came (I can't remember who.. a person from ethics committee, or a top-secret police), he had to explain that when they tried to grow and maintain a human (or rather, preformed human) in a 'vegetative state', it dies, and so the organs cannot be used. The solution is to grow adult humans, educate them at pre-school level so that their intellect is child-like and they will not likely to question things, and lock them in a facility so they won't know a real world exists. Read the movie plot here.

One of the scenes from The Island that made me go, "what?!" and then, "ohhh!! Now I know what's going on!" is when a pregnant woman felt she was going to give birth. So everyone was happy.. and she was wheeled into the operating theatre, where she did give birth (or was it caesarean.. I can't remember). But! The doctor immediately took the baby away, despite protests by the mother who wanted to hold him/her, and injected something into the woman's bloodstream. Then, she died. The doctor carried the baby to a waiting room, and guess what??? The exact same woman and her spouse was there! They were delighted at the arrival of their baby. Get it?

Sick, sick, sick. If this ever occurs in real life.. But I believe it will never happen. We humans will never have the ability to clone humans successfully. It is just soo complex, so awesome, that only The Creator knows how to do it. Maybe we can engineer organs and tissues, but a human being? Na-ah. But then again, I wouldn't know, would I? If Allah says "Kun", if He allows this to happen, it will. Bewildered as I will be, I must know that His Wisdom surpasses everything, and there surely is a reason. Istidraaj for the Kaafiruun, maybe?

Back to In Time.. I think I will watch the movie (online of course) when it is released. Wanna know how it turns out.