Memory is a Good Thing.

Assalamualaikum...

Memory is always a good thing. Even there are some good and some bad. The good memories remain to be remember and the bad one remain to be a lesson. Hee. OSCE is coming. Just a few week away. I still can feel my last OSCE in Ramadhan, then here come another OSCE. Nervous, of course.

Oh. This is my November's post. See.. I kept my promise. Now, I don't know what to say anymore. Then, that's all for today. Hee.

I don't know if others have the same feeling, but I always think that the earth from above is so interesting. It's like you are looking at the mini toys, the mini toys of God. I've been back and forth from Jakarta-Malaysia for a few years now and each time for landing or departing, I'll always have a sneak peek.

Realize it or not, sometime we are so proud of who we are, least to know that actually, in this part of the world, we are even smaller than a dot.  And if you ever know, the earth is just a dust in this universe. So magnificent.


Again, my laziness won't go away but my exam is coming. Sigh. Problem right ? =,=




P/S= Dear Gazans, Allah will always be with you and our prayers will accompany you until the justice is upright. You are never alone.

My Laziness and My Love Letters.

Assalamualaikum..

It's end of October 2012. My wish to post something in this blog for each month seem unreal. Sorry I left for a month.

Sigh. Now is a pre-exam syndrome because I felt like to post something, I felt interesting on those little things that I was never before. I was and still so lazy about exams. I believe everyone feel the same. Hee. Every time I going to have the exams or felt lazy to study I asked my mother to wash away my laziness. Then, like always she going to say, go back to my book and etc.

This is my mother advise for this time:

Teha: Mama, teha malas nak belajar.

Mama: Pergi baca buku. Nanti nak exam.

Teha: Mama, bagila motivasi sikit. Huuu.

Mama: Teha pernah dengar tak bersusah-susah dulu bersenang-senang kemudian?

Teha: Pernah..

Mama: Teha nak senang dulu ke teha nak senang kemudian?

Teha: Nak senang kemudian. Taknak senang dulu, nanti kemudian susah.

Mama: Ok, sekarang pergi belajar.

Teha: Baik ! ^^




For that when to "bersenang", I am glad my mother said that. And I wonder that word can also implies to this dunya too isn't? I always said we will reap what we sow. Are we sow enough? If we chose to "bersenang" in this dunya, then we chose to "bersusah" in akhirah.



My little gifts that I received. 

 

My Love letter/card. 

My second love letter/card. 

P/S= Maktam sayang Alya, Aimi juga ! ^^

Raya Datang Lagi.

Assalamualaikum

They say destiny is a funny thing. The one you expect to be somebody today could end up to be someone else tomorrow. And for every choice that lead them toward that destiny, the only thing that I can do is happy and praying for them. Hehehehe. Well. Future is never ours.

Aaahhh.. Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri ! It is not that late right? Hee. Well. This Aidilfitri I did things that I should have before. Visit families and friends. The old friends and the long lost family members with a smiling heart.

Our little girl who growing fast now, Qaseh.


We all end up to be here one day. Soil will be home for good or bad. It's time to reap what they sow. Hi Tok Ayah.You were gone when mama was a young girl in your sujud. Do you know me?

Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri !

Semester 7 start now. The last semester before the clinical year. Please be focus Fatihah Anisah.




P/S= What can I ask more when You gave me the best. Families, friends and even the air that I breath. Thank you my Lord.

A Child That Cried.

Assalamualaikum.

Hee. I am back to Jakarta. It's mean I failed my exam. But Alhamdulillah, out of 12 stations I just failed one. Alhamdulillah. Hehehe.

You know, I did complaint a lot. Why this Allah? Why that Allah? I prayed hard and I studied hard like I never did before, just for me to pass all the stations. Why just one station, when You can passed me all? Why in this last ten of Ramadhan? Why? Maybe it sounded like a blame.

Indeed it was.

Then, Alhamdulillah, I thought about it back. When I have a bad feeling or intention, I always going to asked myself, it is right for me to have this? Is Allah happy with this? Those are the questions that always made me reflected myself.

I did not know, maybe this is the best for me. Like the best thing that a mother did when she took away a knife from her three years old child. The mother know that knife going to hurt the child. Then, the child was crying, get mad to her mother because she did that. The child not even realized that was because the mother wanted to protect her from the danger.

Then, I realized, there must be something that Allah know what best for me. Things that Allah wants me to learn from this failure. Things that Allah tried to protect me from anything that I did not know just like that child who did not know and understand her mother intention. I must learn to lean and believe in Allah. This is the lesson that I learnt from all this.

Who said a misfortune is a bad luck? Maybe it is the best plan that Allah gave for us to learn something from it. For those who doesn't see it as the best thing, is the one who missed the opportunity to learn from that plan actually. So, Fatihah Anisah believe it !! Heee. And believe that Allah know best, things that we don't know.

P/s= Happy Birthday Fatihah Anisah ! And Selamat 10 Ramadhan Terakhir ! Mama... Nak balik rumah... *Crying*

Home.

Assalamualaikum..

Ramadhan is coming. It is a week away. Last year, I was so eager to go home. Hee. This year I must faced the exam first, wait for the result, take it again (if I failed the first) and then thinking about home. Sigh. If you know how much my heart longing for home right now. *Crying*

Hee. Can't wait for Ramadhan and this time, it is in Jakarta for quite a whole month *Kasihan mak I mesti rindu*. Hukhuk. I want to go home..

Oh. I miss my three nieces (Ye, keluarga saya, keluarga perempuan). They must grown so much right now, asking a lot of questions, quarrel with everyone especially my mother and be as sweet as they are.

Hi ! I am Qaseh. ^^

P/S= Ramadhan, for everything within you, I can't wait for you to come. Even this time, it is quite different but it is ok. It's always going to be ok. Right? *Smile*

Time.

Assalamualaikum..

I have exam tomorrow and next week. Huuu. But then, like always I am wasting my time. Hee. Well. I still alive and I am fine.

This few days, I was thinking, for my entire life, I always know that no matter how hard I tried or how much money that I have, I will never buy the time. The time left, there is not even one second could be undo. This 3.55 pm on 12/07/2012 will never be same with the 3.55 pm on any dates.

But then, even with that realization I, Fatihah Anisah still wasting my time. Hmm. Big problem.

"By times,
Indeed mankind is in lost,
Except for those who believe and done righteous deeds and advised each other to truth and advised each other to patience"
103:1-3

P/S= This few days, I was thinking, am I one of, the one that Allah oath by time, the person who in lost? I don't know. But one thing that I know, I miss home so much...

A Question I Never Forget.

Assalamualaikum..

You know, there was a moment in your life when that happen, you know that you need to grow up. When you realized, this is a serious business.

My moment when someone asked me a question two years ago, "Maktam, kenapa kita kena solat?". I was really not know how to answer this question to 4 years old girl. Not know or simply don't know. I am confused. I was so young at that moment, then I said "Sebab kita orang Islam wajib solat", she asked me back "Wajib itu apa?". Speechless again.

To simply answered that question I learned a lot. Looking back to my niat, is it my solat simply because everyone did it or because of Allah. Then, I was wondering,thinking the answer to that question. Fixing myself in life.

(Oh, this is Aimi. Hee)

Because I hope when my niece asks me again that question, this time I am well-prepared.

And I am so glad, she asked me that question. Because like I said before, everything within her world she always want an answer, and the question she asked, make me learned life just like she did.



P/S= "Maktam, solehah itu apa?". *Senyum*

Love?

Assalamualaikum..

Not long ago, I asked my niece (Alya), do she know who Rasulullah is? She said 'I don't know him'. Then, someone else said to her, Rasulullah is our prophet, a man that so kind that you should love, he was even kinder from Ibu and ayah. Then, Alya said, 'Alya don't know him, I've never met him, how Alya gonna love him?'. I am speechless and my sister speechless. Sigh.

Hee. I would love to share about a quote that I just read, Mark Twain said "Love isn't a believe without evidence but a believe without condition". When you love something/someone, you must accept all the weakness or anything about them (without condition) and show them how much you love them (with the evidence), isn't it?

When we love something/someone, there's not, one moment where we could forget about them, always do anything that they asked for eventhough sometimes it could be hard.

Love is a believe without condition, that was a definition given by Mark Twain right, but wasn't a believe without condition also define the word of Imann?

We beriman to Allah. We believe in Allah even when we can't even imagined how Allah is, we don't know what Allah could be. But we believe eventhough we don't know much about Allah, isn't it also love (a believe without condition)?

And how can we create love in our heart? I believe by knowledge. Knowing who,what,how about the one we donot love at first, will create love in the end.

How about our love to Allah and our prophet now? No. I should not asked that, I should ask, how about my love to Allah and our prophet now? *Reflect*





P/S= Wo ai ni Allah...

Holiday Is About To End.

Assalamualaikum..

Holiday is about to end. *Crying*. Like usual, I don't want holiday to end.

Now, I am 22 (not officially yet) but ever since I was a kid, things that my siblings and I cannot resist about my mother is her ability to tell a story. Well, maybe not an ability, an efforts. I grew up listening to her story. Not the one in the books, but the one that she made it up herself. When she told a story everyone listened even my father. And of course I pretended like I did not *I am a big girl ok*. I thought it just me who pretend, but later on I realized that even my lil sister did that. Hahaha. My time passed, my sibling's time passed. Now, the story time is for her grandchilds. But, I still listened and participated just like before but this time, silently.

Sigh. I don't want to go back to Jakarta.


P/S= For those who getting married. Hikhikhik. We often saw in the movies or dramas that a happy ending always ended with marriage. Well, in real life it's not. In real life, marriage is only a beginning and the ending, we never know. But we can hope and pray for a happy ending which is Jannah, InshaAllah. So, congratulations ! Hikhikhik..



Why oh why everyone is talking about marriage? Even my neighbors who came by. *Tepuk dahi*.

She Wants To Learn.

Assalamualaikum

Hi ! So many things to share but so not know how to write. Practically, I am on my semester 5 break. Hee.

I would love to shared about Alya, when she started to learn to perform solat. She's six and my sister said, she already learned the bacaan at school and when she homed, they will performed solat berjemaah together (Alya's parents, Alya and Aimi). Then, one day, when she came to my house, my sister brought together her telekung in case anyone in the house would love to solat with her. Of course, no one would answered no for that.

And she chose me. *She is so fond of me, hikhikhik*. And that day, we performed solat maghrib together and after that I checked her bacaan and the moment when to recite it until the Isya'. Again, solat Isya' we are berjemaah. Then, in the middle of our solat, she's started to cry. I mean she did cry hard. I was so wondering why she's crying. And after that, I asked her why did she cried? Her answered was 'Alya tak reti solat'. I hugged her and told her to doa to Allah so that one day, she will know how to solat.

Truthfully, I was so shocked when she cried and she told me that because she don't know to perform solat. First time in mind was "Ya Allah, murni dan innocentnya hati seorang budak ini". And I am so glad when other people chose not to solat, she (Alya) chose to cry because she don't know how to solat.

And I, so much in love to see, how she is so eager when I asked her to learn to perform solat, just like how I am so eager to teach her. I am not good, but I am trying to be good and I hope to the one that I love, at least, I can be good enough.

So, Alya, chaiyok-chaiyok ! Maktam always at your back ok. Hehehehe.



P/s= Well. Alya, from the bottom of my heart, I want to be your maktam not only in this dunia but also hereafter. So, my dear, don't ever give up.

It's January 2012.

Assalamualaikum....

Happy New Year !

I believe no matter how strong the person is, there was a time when that person will lose hope. I did, in fact I always did. When I thought that I lose hope, there always something inside my heart budding and keep growing. I suppressed it, I ignored it but it just never go and when I let it be, it is growing as wide as a sky.. And it's hope. I don't know where it come from but I believe it's a gift from Allah..

You know, there is a blind girl who asked her mother what is the color of the sky and her mother told her, it's blue. Then the girl asked again, why is it blue? Her mother answered because blue is the color of hope. What is hope? She asked again and her mother said 'Hope is a feeling that you can't see but you can feel, something you can feel about what you want to be and to do'.

And I was thinking, she's right. I want to be a doctor, it's a hope. I want my parents to be happy, it's a hope. Why sometimes we loss it? I think maybe because we give up. Give up upon hope, give up to try again and most importantly give up to depend on Allah. May I not be that one kind.

When I was a child, I asked my mother why we must solat. My mother said because we must thanks Allah for everything He give, by worship to Him. What if I don't want to? Then my mother said you can't take whatever gifts that He give to you. And I asked again, How?, my mother said don't breath the air, I tried, 1 sec, 4 sec, 10 sec then 20 sec, the moment of 30 sec I inhaled hard, I must breath. I said again, next. My mother said don't live on the earth and other planets or anything similar. Where am I going? I asked. My mother said a place you created on your own, your soil, your tree, your air and everything. There's no place such that. At first I am scared but then, I knew that I depend on Allah on everything.

I believe the one who depend on Allah, they never lose hope. So, let's hope ! ^^




P/S= I hope I will not be lazy this block. Heheheheh