tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58565822783947358952024-03-05T03:44:36.589-08:00Eyes.On.MeUnspeakable wordsUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger215125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856582278394735895.post-79079832279473310252023-06-14T18:51:00.001-07:002023-06-14T18:51:39.701-07:00Jun 2023Semua nya laju<div>Ditekan untuk lebih laju</div><div>Laju dari cahaya</div><div>Dan aku masih berdiri</div><div>Memandang untuk turut laju</div><div>Dengan apa yg ada di sekeliling</div><div>Hanya memandang</div><div>Aku kehilangan</div><div>Untuk turut serta</div><div>Bersama laju</div><div>. . .</div><div>Hari ini aku berhenti</div><div>Seketika</div><div>Dan menulis </div><div>Dan melihat ke langit</div><div>Masih laju</div><div>Tapi tenang</div><div>Tenang saja awan berlalu</div><div>Laju tapi bukan kencang</div><div>Laju tapi bersusun</div><div>Laju dan bersama sama</div><div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856582278394735895.post-17949528408653333862022-11-16T02:14:00.001-08:002022-11-16T02:14:12.372-08:00Cemburu<p><br /></p>
<span style="font-size: 16px;">Cemburu dengan masa lalu</span><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Masa masa yang dibelakang</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px;">Penuh senyuman</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px;">Penuh kenangan</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px;">Penuh sentuhan</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px;">Cemburu dengan masa lalu</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px;">Yang kau ada di dalamnya</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px;">Bersama sama suka</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px;">Manis muka dan bicara</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px;">Beruntung kau kekal di sana</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px;">Di masa lalu</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px;">Yang aku terlalu cemburu</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px;">Kerna kau masih ada</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px;">Syurga duniamu</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px;">Yang sentiasa mendoakanmu</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px;">Di setiap masa masa yang berlalu</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px;">Dan aku di sini</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px;">Akan sentiasa cemburu</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px;">Cemburu dengan masa lalu</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px;">Pada waktu </span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px;">Kau dan aku</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px;">Selalu bertemu</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px;">. . .</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px;">Semoga ibu ditempatkan disisi Allah</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px;">Bahagia dan sejahtera di sana</span>
<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 16px;">Terima kasih menyayangi min</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px;">Sepenuhnya</span><br />
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Semalam, tiba tiba aku teringatkan kisah silam, kisah waktu sekolah. Kisah waktu masih di tingkatan rendah. Ketika masih di Klang. Masih tinggal di asrama yang hanya menyediakan asrama dan bersekolah biasa. Bercampur dengan pelajar pelajar yang bukan berasrama. Berkawan dengan mereka yang duduk dirumah dengan keluarga. Kisah silam 2006 - 2008.<br />
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Ketika hanya aku diantara rakan rakan yang mendengar Xfresh FM. Ketika rakan rakan menyanyikan<br />
"I'll bring you sexy back" - JB<br />
"You got me right where you want me" - Jesse McCartney<br />
"Amor, no es amor.." - Frankie J<br />
Aku sama sama bersiulkan lagu<br />
"I don't ever want you to go, Please stay" - Estrella<br />
"Aku pelangi yang dinanti" - Joanna & Co<br />
"Bitter heart, bitter heart" - Zee Avi<br />
Sambil sambil makan mee kari aunty kantin sekolah, sebelum ditegur dua kali oleh pengawas untuk beratur.<br />
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2008, Hari Kantin di Convent, aku dengar dengar, kakak senior akan bawakan band band lokal yang aku dengar di Xfresh fm. Nama mereka tahu tak tahu sahaja. Macam pernah dengar, macam tak pernah, tapi macam menarik untuk aku ikuti. Baru seperti lain dari yang lain. Aku ajak kawan kawan mee kari aunty aku, walaupun mereka tak dengar lagu lagu itu. Kami pergi untuk sokong kakak senior kegilaan ramai. Yang kool, yang pandai, yang henat bersukan. Oh kakak senior kegilaan ramai.<br />
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Kami masuk dewan awal, berdiri paling depan, menunggu mereka setting instrument. Mungkin juga aku minat, kerana aku juma main instrument. Terasa dekat begitu. Atau hanya terasa poyo. Terasa kool. Dapat join gig yang hanya aku dengar dari abang ku. Ada lebih kurang 7 band, termasuk kakak senior punya band. She was so cool man, people go crazy! I had a great time. Kawan kawan aku juga. Pertama kali layan gig. Dan macam mana aku layan gig masa tu, sama dengan sekarang. Sama.<br />
Hujan, Couple, 7 collar t-shirts dan yang lain lain aku tak ingat. Aku beli baju gig tapi mana entah sekarang. 12 tahun sudah berlalu. Gig pertama kali.<br />
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Dan semalam aku tengok video hujan ke Convent Klang lagi sekali. Kerna aku teringat. Dan betapa anehnya perasaan ketika aku didalam gig itu. Mahu layan, tapi aku bertudung, tapi ini lagu lagu yang aku siulkan saban malam, dan hanya aku dan kawan kawan aku yang bertudung. Sebab kawan kawan bertudung aku yang lain, ramai buka ketika hari kantin itu. Dan aku baca komen komen di bawah video gig hujan di convent itu.<br />
"Video sampah"<br />
"eeyee.. apehal dak melayu pompuan bertudung terkinja2 tuh? nk tiru barat? agak2 la enjoy pun. concert hampeh camni hny utk org garik n gedik je. melayu masuk skolah convent n bangga. bangga masuk skolah kristian. huh.. IDIOTS!"<br />
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ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha<br />
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Tiada beza, 12 tahun yang dulu dengan sekarang. Sama sahaja. Hanya kerana melayu, tudung, convent dan gig. Kalau berturban macam Yuna? Atau berselendang seperti Jihan Muse? Entahlah. Ada lagi yang masih sama. Jiwa musik yang sentiasa mensiulkan lagu lagu lokal. Dari Raja Ema (Jejaka Idaman) sehingga Iqbal M (Jangan Cakap Saja).<br />
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Kenangan layan Malaysia Marching Band Competition saban tahun sampai ke Kuala Lumpur. Sampai malam malam ke sana dengan hanya menggunakan ktm dari Klang. Dan merasa satu dengan musik yang dilontarkan instrumen instrumen itu. Bersama dengan corak corak tepat dan segak. Satu dunia yang dirindui. Blue Devils Corp yang selalu dipuja oleh senior senior band terutamanya. Dan dunia yang telah ditinggalkan sepauhnya. Hanya menikmati sedikit sedikit dalam kehidupan yang baru. <br />
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Dalam realiti sekarang, pergi gig saban bulan, pergi menonton teater bila kelapangan, scene lokal selalunya. Kerana scene lokal yang aku terlepas sepanjang tiga tahun merantau di negeri orang. Tiga tahun di negeri orang, melayan scene scene lokal di sana. Dan terpikir kenapa tidak aku melayan scene lokal di negeri sendiri. Jadinya, pulanglah aku sebagai seorang peminat musik lokal yang berjiwa baru. Dan dengan kekasih hati yang sama jiwanya, bersama sama membawa jiwa dengan seni seni yang ada.<br />
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-Kerana Corona 2020-</div>
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It is a bit unfair of me not documenting one of the greatest milestones in my life. It took me awhile to start typing in the whole story and posting it. It still feel unreal that I am who I am. I remembered being shy when we decided which date to be our first date and also saying cringey stuff toward each other. At least that's how I felt. Thus...lets dedicate this post to my kekasih, Mohd Akmal Bin Salamon.<br />
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Date: 19th October 2019<br />
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Date: 1st November 2019<br />
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Date: 2nd November 2019<br />
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Date: 23rd November 2019<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Thank you for your time sending me off <3</td></tr>
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It was such an eventful November of 2019. I grow with extra concern and extra love everyday.<br />
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The inai session on both events. I chose similar design as I love the simplicity.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The first & last practice before the event. Oh love!</td></tr>
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He said favour bank account is important. Where we always nees to balance out the credit and debit of our favours to other people. For the better relationship. <div>
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Kalau hanya kerna, mengatakan tidak, aku diketepikan. Wow. What a mind you've got there. It affected me because it should not be a big deal but you make a big deal out of it. </div>
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Politik masyarakat yang aku tak akan faham. Kerna semata perkara kecil and all the good things are throw away. Memang macam tu pemikirannya. I always put the barrier. And yesterday was the point where it proves the nonsense. Politik masyarakat berfikiran lama. </div>
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Nampaknya kawan itu hanya dibibir. Untuk pemanis kata kata bermasyarakat. What I feel sad about is, how true my expectation was. Congrats and welcome to the filthy life. Time to evaluate my life and people inside it. </div>
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All the best yasmin to whatever will happen in the future. Fret not, it will never determine your future. </div>
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What's the different between January 2019 and a year before? Another year older, another year wiser, another year mature. </div>
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It's a blessing for me to be born on january. Every year, I start thinking about my life journey at the early of the year, considering I might ignore everything and follow the flow. What have I been achieved after graduating?<br />
• Working experience of 2 years<br />
• Social experience on communication<br />
• Life commitment<br />
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Books. I gain a library of my own. And I read a lot. I read writing of Faisal Tehrani (FT), writing that I can access to. And another writings that revolves around history of malaysia and anything that arouse my interest. Anything that make me think. </div>
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It almost the end of Jan 2019. <br />
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Sungguhpun Januari 2019 itu banyak momen yang indah,<br />
Dan sungguh mahu aku hebahkan diangin yang lalu,<br />
Untuk semua berpaling dan mendoakan untuk aku,<br />
Dan tak sabar untuk aku mengatakan itu.<br />
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Terima kasih untuk Januari 2019 yang membahagiakan. </div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856582278394735895.post-65539664658706279052018-04-02T07:15:00.001-07:002018-04-02T07:15:33.829-07:00Sebelas Suku Malam<p dir="ltr">Perasaan itu tak pernah salah<br>
Tapi sayang<br>
Masa dan ketika yang menghampakan<br>
...<br>
Kata kata bagi aku<br>
Ia lah permulaan segalanya<br>
Aku lebih suka menggauli kata kata dan pemikiranmu<br>
Tentang apa apa dan semua<br>
Antara angkasa dan tanah paya</p>
<p dir="ltr">Kata kau<br>
Aku penyebab kau seronok berbicara<br>
Kata aku<br>
Kita bicara bahasa yang sama</p>
<p dir="ltr">Terima kasih untuk <br>
Perasaan yang sementara<br>
dan<br>
Pembukaan mata hati<br>
Pada cinta sama si hitam<br>
Yang memang sudah sebati dengan hati<br>
Akan kubawa kehangatan secangkir kopi<br>
dalam hari hari yang membahagiakan</p>
<p dir="ltr">Ini cara aku melepaskan<br>
Apa apa yang masih tersinggah<br>
...</p>
<p dir="ltr">Tapi sayang<br>
Masa dan ketika yang menghampakan</p>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856582278394735895.post-84175816957944805142018-03-18T06:51:00.001-07:002018-03-18T06:51:27.958-07:00Hari <p dir="ltr">Untuk apa menjadi begini<br>
Kepuasan diri <br>
atau<br>
Mencari identiti<br>
atau<br>
Hanya mengikut ikutan<br>
Dia yang kau rasa sempurna<br>
. . .<br>
Tiada yang terbaik <br>
Hanya boleh menjadi lebih baik<br>
Dan tiada teringatkan<br>
Diri yang tak punya unik<br>
Sama seperti yang lainnya<br>
Tiada tersentuh <br>
Hati yang sendiri<br>
atau mencari<br></p>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856582278394735895.post-85328097023284728862018-02-26T21:28:00.000-08:002018-02-26T21:32:51.503-08:00Dua Empat Februari Lapan Belas<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Nuansa Bunyi dari Ruang Irama, Kotak Hitam<br />
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Spacehawk</div>
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Cora</div>
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Nocta</div>
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Seikan No</div>
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Iqbal M</div>
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8 suku - 12 setengah </div>
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Bersama kau.</div>
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Sebelum.</div>
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59 minit bukan satu masa yang singkat. Kita cerita pasal sekeliling dan semasa. Pasal kelajuan dan haiwan. Banyak cerita. Sambil sambil aku terfikir, kerna apa kita sampai sini. Sampai seperti ini. Tapi living in the past is not what am I gonna be anymore. Live in the moment. Ini yang pertama. Melayan musik yang kita suka. Bersama.<br />
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Semasa.<br />
Spacehawk mula dengan 5 buah lagu yang aku fikir masih boleh lagi pergi jauh. Mati itu menarik lagu dan arrangementnya. Tapi siapa aku untuk bicara perihal musik, aku bukannya handal. Ukur baju di badan sendiri. Yang pasti, Akmal, the guitarist was good! Real good! The expression, I was enjoying it.<br />
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Cora<br />
Nocta<br />
Seikan No<br />
Kerna aku baru pertama kali dengar lagu lagu mereka, jadinya tak banyak yang bisa di bicara. Cumanya, lagu Seikan No ada bunyi japang. Terasa selesa dengan nama band mereka (tho I don't know whether it is japanese name or not). Seikan No dan Nocta lebih kepada irama dari lirik jadinya aku yang baru ini, hampir ke laut mengelamun. Maaf. Ambil masa untuk berkenalan.<br />
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Iqbal M<br />
Antara 2 Darjat awal2 lagi sudah menarik perhatian. Ditambah dengan studio record aku tonton di youtube, membuatkan aku sedikit risau. He looked like he would not behave. And he's not. He was interactive performer. He interacted and being the centre of attention for the night was not a good feeling. Malu. Segan. Tho it was a good moment to hold on for a very long time. Paling Cinta Dalam Dunia nampaknya jadi lagu kegemaran kerna apa yang berlaku. Terima Kasih Iqbal untuk tidak behave dan berkelakuan sebegitu. You gain yourself a new fan!<br />
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Selepas.<br />
Aku kepenatan dan tertidur dan terus sampai kerumah. Terima kasih untuk gig date. Another bucket list has been crossed off.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856582278394735895.post-39609971146090477932018-02-12T21:04:00.001-08:002018-02-12T21:04:27.081-08:00Aku<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Hari ini aku cerita tentang apa yang aku rasa. Kalau dulu meluahkan itu susah merumuskan perasaan dan ada tulisan bisa melegakan jiwa tapi kini, tulisan pun tak bisa melepaskan apa yang terbuku.<br />
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Buku.<br />
berbuku perasaan itu berjilid, comot dan kotor dan perlu aku ingatkan lagi. Hilang sudah diri. Aku hilang, hanyut dibawa diri sendiri mengejar kejayaan. Aku tak berasa puas. Tak. Aku tak rasa ada gunanya aku untuk diri aku.<br />
<br />
Aku.<br />
Apa ertinya menjadi seorang aku.<br />
<br />
mencari.<br />
<br />
dan mati.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856582278394735895.post-36741331190346456132018-01-06T01:06:00.001-08:002018-01-06T01:06:30.360-08:00Dua Lima<p dir="ltr">Dua Lima<br>
Dalam tahun duaribulapanbelas <br>
Aku lakukan apa yang aku mahukan<br>
Pencapaian yang aku pernah ragui dahulu<br>
Dia kata "Kau pasti boleh kerna kau sentiasa boleh"<br>
Aku percaya katakata itu<br>
Aku percaya katakata kamu<br>
Syukur tuhan</p>
<p dir="ltr">Dua Lima<br>
Aku mahukan lebih dari dunia<br>
Aku mahukan kebahagian disana<br>
Aku mahukan kebijaksanaan<br>
dan setiap kemahuan itu pasti diuji<br>
dan berikanlah aku kekuatan</p>
<p dir="ltr">Dua Lima<br>
Harapnya cerita yang lebih muhasabah untuk ditulis<br>
Diri yang lebih dipercayai oleh diri sendiri<br>
Lebih banyak kebaikan yang aku lakukan<br>
Lebih banyak bersabar dan menerima</p>
<p dir="ltr">Dua Lima<br>
Dua nombor yang aku bayangkan dari dulu<br>
Untuk menjadi versi yang terbaik<br>
Banyak lagi kerja yang perlu diselesaikan<br></p>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856582278394735895.post-17992534016327214732017-12-10T06:39:00.001-08:002017-12-10T06:39:47.875-08:00Perhatian<p dir="ltr">Perasaan ini yang sudah lama dipendam<br>
Yang kira kira sudah tersimpan rapi <br>
Dan aku sudah terima semuanya</p>
<p dir="ltr">Aku bahagia<br>
Bahagia itu sederhana</p>
<p dir="ltr">Tapi perasaan itu kembali<br>
Mahukan perhatian aku<br>
Perhatian yang aku sudah alihkan pada lainnya<br>
Kapan perasaan ini bisa berhenti</p>
<p dir="ltr">Letakkan noktah<br>
Aku cuba<br>
Pejamkan mata<br>
Dan tersenyum</p>
<p dir="ltr">Kerna yang benar itu<br>
Aku bahagia<br>
Dan masih merasa tidak cukup<br>
Dan aku sudah merasa lelah</p>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856582278394735895.post-50398039434361187332017-12-07T20:54:00.001-08:002017-12-07T20:54:50.699-08:00Jarussalem<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Saat ini aku hanya sibuk<br />Dengan masalah, mesin, manusia<br />Aku dapat pemberitahuan kelmarin<br />Tapi aku terima sambil lalu<br />"Ya. Ini tidak patut. Trump itu kejam"<br />Dan aku biarkan masalah itu diawangan<br />dan melupakan<br />Hari ini aku baca lagi <br />Tajuk hangat<br />Mereka yang lainnya semua berketahuan<br />Dan aku masih lagi sibuk<br />Dengan masalah, mesin, manusia<br />Aku baca tulisan patriot<br />Tentang sejarah<br />Aku malu kerna aku buta dan tuli<br />Tentang sejarah<br />Dan sepertinya kita sudah kembali mengulangi sejarah<br />Dan kembali melakukan kesalahan<br />Berapa tahun lagi pastinya kita akan bebas jika Jarussalem ditawan kali kedua?<br />Apa yang aku boleh lakukan?</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856582278394735895.post-9860696583482397802017-08-05T04:39:00.001-07:002018-03-14T22:50:45.778-07:00A Series of Books #Lyrebird <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Drowning in others presence, nature specifically, is a way to feel togetherness in the absence of other human. Inanimate objects and animals may bring contentment and making us moving on, walking through the life.<br>
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Lyrebird is a bird that notable for their superb ability to mimic natural and artificial sounds from the environment. They can mimic everything and to surprise, it use the sounds it learns to mate (male lyrebird). This characteristic is the foundation of this novel, where Laura, a 26-year old girl has the talent to mimic sounds that she hears from her surroundings. Solomon, a sound director feels like Laura uses the sound to connect or make a link between her and the situation. Laura uses it well and the sounds helps her in deciding or arranging her thoughts. Bo, is a documentary director that found Laura on the day Joe Toolin died , as her new subject, new story for her to documented.<br>
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I guess instead of reviewing the book, I may just share how I felt when I read this book. I always judge anyone, lady or gent, if the person has innocence-kind behaviour. This kind of people annoys me. They feel fake. They look fake. I am extremely uncomfortable around these people. I will show my attitude, short-tempered while dealing with them and I am 100% not myself. I am not sur why I feel like this and Laura characters is just like that. I was really uncomfortable while reading this book. There's a loveline between Bo and Solomon and I knew it from the moment Solomon laid his eyes on Laura, I knew that Laura will attract Solomon towards her. It's not Laura fault entirely but she knew Solomon and Bo are together and why she still insisted to be together with Solomon. Using her lack of the world experiences as excuses to be with Solomon.<br>
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I hate the fact that these so-called innocence people always get what they wants. People always attend to them. For the record, I despise these people and despise is a strong word, I know. They pretends even though other people say other ways. I am not sure when I started having this ill feeling towards people like this. I judge people and affected when people judge me. Although I am not really care nowadays as someone told me;<br>
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<span style="white-space: pre;"> </span>"You don't need to smile if you don't want to. You don't need to please others if you don't want to. Be what you comfortable to be. If people don't like you then let them be. You don't need to smile just because people tell you so."<br>
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Never in my life, not even once, someone say that to me. Not even my parents. Everyone tell me I need to smile more. Be more friendly. When you smile, people will be comfortable around you. People will accept your presence. Why can't people just accept someone who looks depressed and not smiling? Who knows I might actually happy inside. It is just I don't feel like smiling. Bo is like that. She do smiles but she stern. Everything is perfect for her. Elegant in other words. She is a strong woman. Always sure about what she wants to do next and never play victims or looks weak in front of others. I love her. I love Bo strong attitude. But knows what Solomon's family called her? A COW. Just because Bo in Irish means cow. Solomon's family hate Bo's coldness. They hate everything about Bo but when Laura came with Solomon to his mother's birthday celebration, everyone loves her. Just because she is pretty, looks weak, with green eyes. Why discriminate?<br>
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There's no exception for Solomon too. He feel for her on the very first sight of seeing her. In the woods. She attacked his soul with her smile, "Hi.". That was it and Solomon died in the impromptu battlefield. Meanwhile Bo trusting Solomon with all her heart and always suggesting what she thinks is good to him tho she knew Solomon will mad at her and there will be another fight. And that's Bo. So strong to control her own feelings and emotions. Bo still continue supporting Solomon and Laura relationship saying that she isn't sure with whatever there is between her and Solomon. She let Solomon go. She picks up herself and move on.<br>
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I bet most people will say Lyrebird has a happy ending but it is not for me. I have unsettled feeling after finish reading this book and it triggers me to write immediately. I need to vent this unreasonable anger within me that I am myself not really sure why I feel like this.<br>
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Maybe because I am jealous?<br>
Is that so?<br>
Am I?<br>
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Oh I hate to admit it by I have been learning to accept that I do feel jealously about this and it always get me mad. I am questioning why the world operates like this. Why discriminate? Why it is always hard for me when it comes to human?<br>
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There's only one time someone really listens to my story about the book I read and I didn't know that it's quite content to feel that. I miss that. Talking about the book I read and about whatever it is under the sky.<br>
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Again, reading Lyrebird doesn't bring me pleasure instead I am angry and feel lost now. Unsettled.<br>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856582278394735895.post-7637483607598993412017-07-24T08:04:00.002-07:002017-07-24T08:04:27.347-07:00A Series of Books #A Brief History of Time<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
"… within a few years we should know whether we can believe that we live in a universe that is completely self-contained and without beginning or end." - Stephen Hawking, 1996<br />
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Human's nature always want to know more, the curiosity making us exploring and embarking to a journey of finding something. Human feel the purpose of life when they busy with finding and that's how science is growing. It starts from questioning and making assumptions to proving the idea of how the world starts and evolving, or is it? Initially, observation is made by saying the world is on the back of a giant tortoise and there is something holding the sky so that it is hanging. It then changes to the world is flat and if you sail straight to the end of the sea, you will fall. The world is rectangle, they said. Then come in the Greek philosopher, Aristotle saying that the earth is round sphere rather than a flat plate.<br />
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Before the word "scientist" is heard, the philosopher explains their theory of earth inside their books. A philosopher, who offers views or theories profound questions in a lot of things and establishes the central ideas of some movement. There are three things that Aristotle realise that makes him says that the world is sphere:<br />
<span style="white-space: pre;"> </span>• That eclipses of the moon were caused by the earth coming between the sun and the moon. The earth's shadow on the moon was always round, which would be true if only the earth is spherical.<br />
<span style="white-space: pre;"> </span>• The Greeks knew from their travels that the North Star appeared lower in the sky when viewed in the south then it did in the more northerly regions.<br />
<span style="white-space: pre;"> </span>• The third argument is why else does one first see the sails of a ship coming over the horizon and only later see the hull?<br />
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There are a lot of observations been made to come out with a theory that initiates the discovering of something that can lead to another. A good theory is when it satisfies two requirements. It must be accurately describe a large class of observations on the basis of the model that contains only a few arbitrary elements, and it must make definite predictions about the results of future observations. It is not only Aristotle that given out his ideas of the beginning of time, Newton have some says too and also Galileo, from the beginning. These people were living at the same time and those introduced theories have been circulated, that's why it's expanding and more people were involved in the quest of finding the complete description of the universe we live in.<br />
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The book A Brief History of Time explains not only about the realisation on the earth is a sphere but also talking about time and space. For an enthusiast of science or people who wants to start learning about science, this book gives you the satisfaction of understanding the process of discovering our world from the mind of intellectuals that been said in the simplest word. There is a pulling force to drawn you in while reading this book and the feeling is so good you wanted to know more as you flip the pages. The possibility of time-travel also been discussed as what triggers the possibility of it.<br />
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Stephen Hawking ended this book with;<br />
<span style="white-space: pre;"> </span>"Despite the vastness of multiverse, there is sense in which we remain significant: we can still be proud to be part of a species that is working all this out. With that in mind, the coming years should be just as exciting as the last twenty"<br />
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I thought, while reading this book, how there is more any other findings if all these intelligent already discovers the world since the last twenty decades, what more new than what we already knew? However, the last sentence from Stephen Hawking made me realise that each one of us has a role to play. I might not be the key person to make a new discovery or establish a new theory but I may help to make or to prove the theory to be true. And when the theory of the life is proven, we will be settled on one point and starts to discover another point.<br />
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Life is a journey, of discovering and understanding a lot of the life.<br />
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p/s: I didn't know that there is something smaller than an atom or a proton and these scientist gives all the weird names for every new things they discovered. It is hard to keep up. Nonetheless, keep reading it cause it gives you insight on other people's mind.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856582278394735895.post-64963620880981479752017-06-30T20:21:00.001-07:002017-06-30T21:07:17.143-07:00 A Series of Books #Puisi Berantakan<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">"Satu saja :
Jangan lecehkan tulisan orang lain. Siapa tau, mungkin itu satu-satunya nafas
yang dia punya"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">This is going to be
my first time of reviewing a poems book. I am not really sure how to review
this (either in Malay or in English) because this collection of poems are
beautifully written in Malay with
combination of Indonesian. It talks about the heartbroken, longing, loneliness,
hope and struggle. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">To those whom loves
poems as much as I do, and you know I turn to poems everytime I'm on my lowest
point. When I get through heartbroken phase, depression phase, confusion phase.
There is always a collection of poems that I read through and just read it again
and again and try my very best to stay calm and be rational. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">For this time
around, again, I got into depression because of relationship issue and I met
this book. I always believe books come to you and not the other way around.
They want you to read them that's why you attracted to it. Your sub-conscious
tells you to get the book. That's why I think bookworms become bookworms
because of the law of attraction between human and the book. They pull you into
the unending of feeling attracts to books. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Back to this book,
let me share some of the poems that touch me more than others;</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Hujan</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Di
bawah rintik hujan aku berdansa</span></div>
<div style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 2.25in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Menari
ikut nyanyian suara hujan</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Merasakan
tiap tetes hujan yang jatuh</span></div>
<div style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 2.25in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Berputar
putar ikut rentak bundaran sendiri,</span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 2.25in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Tangan
dihanturkan biar berdepa</span></div>
<div style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 2.25in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Dinginnya
air hujanmeluluhkan bahang hati</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Saat
itu aku tidak lagi peduli mata mata lain</span></div>
<div style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 2.25in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Biarkan
mereka berkata kata</span></div>
<div style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 2.25in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Biarkan
aku menikmatinya sendiri.</span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 2.25in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Datang
lagi hujan temani aku</span></div>
<div style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 2.25in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Datang
lagi hujan temui aku.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Karena
dengan hadirnya rintik rintik itu</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Aku
menemukan kembali</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Diriku</span></div>
<div style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 2.25in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Senyumku
</span></div>
<div style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 2.25in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Tawaku.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">This piece reminds
me of him, that one special friend. He told me how stressed he was because of
his nature of work, addition to the human problem he faced on that one time.
Then he fell off from buildings, his sick body, all of these things that made
him craves on rain. He said rain brings him happiness. He feels like a kid
again. He forgot his worries. I imagined him smiling under the rain, jumping
into puddles, enjoying every seconds of that moment and crying to let go of his
problems. He is one tough friend. I wish you happiness.</span></div>
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<div style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 2.25in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Bayangan</span></div>
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h</div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Kau
hadir lagi</span></div>
<div style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 2.25in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Kau
datang lagi</span></div>
<div style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 2.25in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Kau
kembali lagi</span></div>
<div style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 2.25in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Kau
muncul lagi</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Bayangan
hati</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">kau
terindah</span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Bayangan
mata</span></div>
<div style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 2.25in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Kau
anugerah.</span></div>
<div style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 2.25in;">
<br /></div>
<div style="margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">You haunted me every
night for a month, and when I saw you in my dreams I feel like everything else
is a dream. I feel like you are more real than a real world itself. This
feeling tortures me more than I can even imagine before. The thought of you
coming back to me and everything goes back to normal kills me internally. It
was the first time. Ever. Feeling so hopeless and restless. Unsure. But the
same thought, the same shadow of you, keeps me moving on from that phase. </span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div style="margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">For the last piece,</span></div>
<div style="margin: 0in;">
<br /></div>
<div style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 2.25in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Tentang
Cinta, Hati dan Rasa</span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 2.25in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Tentang
cinta, hati dan rasa</span></div>
<div style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 2.25in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Cermin
di depanku melihat aku dan bertanya</span></div>
<div style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 2.25in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">"apakah
kau tau apa yang sedang kau bicarakan?"</span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 2.25in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Merenungnya
kembali, aku jawab</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">"aku
tau persis siapa seorang aku</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Pada
dasarnya tidak di posisi layak tuk</span></div>
<div style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 2.25in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Berkata
tentang cinta, hati dan rasa"</span></div>
<div style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 2.25in;">
<br /></div>
<div style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 2.25in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Cermin,
aku cuma mau bereskpresi;</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Selagi
nafas itu masih ada</span></div>
<div style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 2.25in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Selagi
memori itu masih ada</span></div>
<div style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 2.25in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Selagi
kita masih ada - kita.</span></div>
<div style="margin: 0in;">
<br /></div>
<div style="margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">It was a short
journey, of knowing another stranger to become a special one back to a
stranger. It was a lengthy process of human interaction which I always avoid to
face. I chose to exclude myself from another being just because I know I can
fall into deepest pit of hell if it goes unwell. However, God ask me, us, to
show some effort to get something and here I am, trying to be better.</span></div>
<div style="margin: 0in;">
<br /></div>
<br />
<div style="margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">p/s: to you my
special friend, you have been sitting on a special place in my heart, I decided
to make you my special one, but maybe, I think, maybe, there is just no
"you and me" in the future so that's why this happen. To make me
learn something from you but never to learn forever with you. Thank you. </span></div>
</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856582278394735895.post-382662258822457032017-06-12T22:39:00.003-07:002017-06-12T22:39:54.506-07:00Ujian<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<div style="color: #454545; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText-Italic'; font-size: 17pt; font-style: italic;">perempuan datang atas nama cinta</span></div>
<div style="color: #454545; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText-Italic'; font-size: 17pt; font-style: italic;">bunda pergi karna cinta</span></div>
<div style="color: #454545; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText-Italic'; font-size: 17pt; font-style: italic;">digenangi air racun jingga adalah wajahmu</span></div>
<div style="color: #454545; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText-Italic'; font-size: 17pt; font-style: italic;">seperti bulan lelap tidur di hatimu</span></div>
<div style="color: #454545; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText-Italic'; font-size: 17pt; font-style: italic;">yang berdinding kelam dan kedinginan</span></div>
<div style="color: #454545; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; min-height: 20.3px;">
<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText-Italic'; font-size: 17pt; font-style: italic;"></span><br /></div>
<div style="color: #454545; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText-Italic'; font-size: 17pt; font-style: italic;">ada apa dengannya</span></div>
<div style="color: #454545; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText-Italic'; font-size: 17pt; font-style: italic;">meninggalkan hati untuk dicaci</span></div>
<div style="color: #454545; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText-Italic'; font-size: 17pt; font-style: italic;">lalu sekali ini aku melihat karya surga</span></div>
<div style="color: #454545; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText-Italic'; font-size: 17pt; font-style: italic;">dari mata seorang hawa</span></div>
<div style="color: #454545; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; min-height: 20.3px;">
<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText-Italic'; font-size: 17pt; font-style: italic;"></span><br /></div>
<div style="color: #454545; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText-Italic'; font-size: 17pt; font-style: italic;">ada apa dengan cinta</span></div>
<div style="color: #454545; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText-Italic'; font-size: 17pt; font-style: italic;">tapi aku pasti akan kembali</span></div>
<div style="color: #454545; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText-Italic'; font-size: 17pt; font-style: italic;">dalam satu purnama</span></div>
<div style="color: #454545; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText-Italic'; font-size: 17pt; font-style: italic;">untuk mempertanyakan kembali cintanya.</span></div>
<div style="color: #454545; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText-Italic'; font-size: 17pt; font-style: italic;">bukan untuknya, bukan untuk siapa</span></div>
<div style="color: #454545; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText-Italic'; font-size: 17pt; font-style: italic;">tapi untukku</span></div>
<br />
<div style="color: #454545; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText-Italic'; font-size: 17pt; font-style: italic;">karena aku ingin kamu,itu saja.</span></div>
<div style="color: #454545; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText-Italic'; font-size: 17pt; font-style: italic;">. . . </span></div>
<div style="color: #454545; font-family: '.SF UI Text'; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;">
<br /></div>
<div style="color: #454545; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-family: .SFUIText-Italic;"><span style="font-size: 22.66666603088379px;">Bagi aku, bulan ini memberi lebih ketenangan</span></span></div>
<div style="color: #454545; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-size: 22.66666603088379px;">memberi lebih perhatian</span></div>
<div style="color: #454545; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-size: 22.66666603088379px;">memberi lebih kasih sayang</span></div>
<div style="color: #454545; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-size: 22.66666603088379px;">dan setiap kasih sayang tuhan itu datangnya dalam pelbagai bentuk</span></div>
<div style="color: #454545; line-height: normal;">
<br /></div>
<div style="color: #454545; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-size: 22.66666603088379px;">kuatlah hati menerima kasih tuhan</span></div>
<div style="color: #454545; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-size: 22.66666603088379px;">dalam setiap satu itu Dia beri pengajaran</span></div>
<div style="color: #454545; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-size: 22.66666603088379px;">dan manusia itu termasuk dalam ujian kasih tuhan</span></div>
</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856582278394735895.post-60330326788021380412017-06-12T08:27:00.002-07:002017-06-12T08:31:50.682-07:00A Series of Books #Perfect<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Life is not meant to
be flawless.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><br /></span></div>
<div style="font-size: 11pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">However, what do you
think you will do when your perfect life starts to crumble? And it doesn't go
your way? What will you do then? When everything arounds you seems to abandon
you and the most you can do is nothing?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">The continuation of
Flawed by Cecelia Ahern which concludes the journey of Celestine North. A girl
whom is having her perfect life, with her perfect family and perfect boyfriend
but because of one act of kindness, changed her perfect life 360. Irony is it?
How simple act of kindness can make your life worse than Celestine can imagine.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">A country where not
only govern by government but also an organisation that claim itself as a
defence of the country from corrupted mind. It judges people and split them to
perfect and flawed race. For every flawed person, there is minimum one brand on
their body and the treatment of them is the second class treatment. Flawed
cannot be in a community and there is always a whistleblower to take care of
flawed person. There are a lot of laws and restriction even on food for flawed
person as freedom is a luxury for them. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Celestine North, a
girl whom act on logic, thinks that helping a sick flawed is not a crime but in
her world people sees it as aiding a flawed and there is a law regarding that,
which no people can aid a flawed unless another flawed but maximum only one person.
More than two flawed people sitting/standing together will be penalised. Thus,
she has been dragged to the Guild court
to be judge. There are five brands that can be branded to people but Celestine
has more. She is special, perfect or flawed. She has been branded without
anaesthetic and the brand is smeared on her pancreas. It is the most
distracting brand and can bring the Guild down as the Guild has make a wrong
step. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Perfect tell us on
how 18-year-old girl survive in a world where there is no common sense but only
perfect way of life. There is no consideration given certain situation even if
it is includes the life and death. How people trying so hard to display a perfect
life and ultimately deny all flaws whereas only the presence of flaw can make
us differentiate it from perfect. Although that kind of life condition has
improved the economy but the nature of human is they always wants more than
whatever they already have. The journey to reveal what is wrong and what is
right, what is common sense and consideration, kindness and flexibility and
freedom. A tough decision and rough road for a girl to make things right again
and to make people understand that maturity is not based on age but on the
level of thinking by considering several factors. To have empathy but firm in
decision making, and with logic. </span></div>
<div style="font-size: 11pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><br /></span></div>
<div style="font-size: 11pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">It is a great book
that gives you insight on what would the world be if this kind of things happen
without actually happening. It dwells you on the present, the life we are
living in and judge our own action. How actually we perceive this world, a
world where some people think they will live eternally. </span></div>
<div style="font-size: 11pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><br /></span></div>
<div style="font-size: 11pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">It teach me that
every good action will brings you joy although there are a lot of sacrifice to
be made, but it is a worthy one. Every good action. Every one of it. The truth
may reveal a bit late but the truth always comes out. Nothing can beat truth and
justice.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><br /></span></div>
<div style="font-size: 11pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">The few quotes I
love from the book are:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><br /></span></div>
<div style="font-size: 11pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">" A weed is
simply a plant that wants to grow where people want something else" -
Grandad.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><br /></span></div>
<div style="font-size: 11pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">" … the moment
we are beyond making wishes is either the moment we are truly happy, or the
moment to give up" - Celestine</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><br /></span></div>
<div style="font-size: 11pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">" There are seven character flaws.
Self-depreciation is belittling, and undervaluing oneself. Self-destruction is
sabotaging, punishing and harming. Martyrdom is someone who denies
responsibilities, blames others. Stubbornness is resisting change, even a
positive one. Greed is selfishness, overindulgence, overconsumption. Arrogance
is a superiority complex, a need to be seen as better than others because being
ordinary is intolerable. Impatience is intolerance of obstruction and
delay." - Judge Crevan.
</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><br /></span></div>
<div style="font-size: 11pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">May you find
enjoyment and thrill while reading this book as that is how I feel. The feeling
of suspense and fear are presented well also the bravery shown by the
characters.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><br /></span></div>
<div style="font-size: 11pt; margin: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">Turn your
imagination to somewhat brings the inner child in you so that you may enjoy all
the little things in this world.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><br /></span></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856582278394735895.post-9769718225593729132017-05-17T04:36:00.000-07:002017-05-17T04:36:23.271-07:00A Series of Books #The Gift<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Lets restart this label of me reviewing books that I enjoyed reading.<br />
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What would you wish for if your life demand you to be at two places at one time? And this happen for the rest of you life? What one thing that you wish can simplify your life and makes you be present everywhere where you needed?<br />
<br />
Lou Suffern enjoying his life running almost everywhere, be present at every meeting either the starting of it or almost the end but he always there. Making sure people will see his effort and his determination towards his job. For him, wealth and money are the measure of success. The bigger your office is, the more success you are. The higher position you have, the more success you are. This battle makes his family go crazy, his wife, his siblings, his parents even his son. He will be the first one coming in to the office as he loves the silence that welcomes him in his office. No printer sound, the lemon fresh smell of clean floor, and no one but him. He feels like he is under control of everything.<br />
<br />
One day, out of his character, he stop and notice a homeless man named Gabriel or Gabe for short. He isn't sure why Gabe attracts him to stop and talk to the homeless guy. It is just plain weird for him too. He feels like looking into a mirror. He sees himself in Gabe but with Martin boots and blanket on the ground. Lou greets him. Gabe starts talking like he knows Lou. Like he actually know Lou personally. Then what spark Lou interest on Gabe is when Gabe talk about shoes of people that walking around the building. Those shoes give great interest to Lou as he thinks he knows who the owner of the shoes. However Gabe tell a story that confuses Lou of why these pair of shoes are with each other. He gives Gabe a job and that is where everything starts.<br />
<br />
Lou, a self-conscious man who puts his job as top priority and now always looking over his shoulder to make in time for every work-related events, meeting or after party that can give him good portfolio and becomes more successful. He feels threatened with the presence of Gabe that he wonder how Gabe can travels through floors so fast and deliver his job so efficiently, Gabe can do another job because all of his work in the company is done. The big boss has notice Gabe working attitude and compliment him in front of Lou and that worries him more. <br />
<br />
Gabe gives Lou a gift. Capsules that can help Lou wins against time. The battle that worries not only him but all his family and also Gabe. Lou mistakenly the capsules with drugs which is against his ethics and he definitely not going to success with the helps of drugs, in whatever form it is. However Gabe wants Lou to accept it and explains to Lou how the capsules work. It will split the consumer into two and that condition gives advantage to Lou to be present at two places in one time. Lou stuns and obviously interested in that though he still doubting Gabe.<br />
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Gabe explanation proven right when Lou take the pills and he sees himself and each of him attend different meeting to make a deal and he won both of it. He says that the pills really makes him under control of everything, spending time with his family and also be top of his work. That what is Gabe wants since beginning and Lou finally understand it. Though, the pills is no other that ordinary sleeping pills which Gabe tricks Lou to eat it and experiences the magic.<br />
<br />
. . .<br />
<br />
I think Gabe is not a human in this story. I think he is an angel that gives Lou more time to correct what's wrong and makes Lou's family remembers Lou as a family man as well as a successful businessman. A normal sleeping pill cannot divide human body into two unless with a bit help of magic, am I right?<br />
<br />
The capsules/pills that Gabe gives to Lou is a gift from him to provides Lou with more time to spend with his family. More time for Lou to realise what is more important in his life. More time for Lou to decide which brings more happiness to him. Lou finally discover it although at the final night of his life, but he succeeds.<br />
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Time. A subjective matter that human, us, usually take advantage on. We think we have all the time in this world to do what we loves but we forget that time is not rewindable. Time cannot be bought by money. Time is a matter that cannot be retrieve back and we only have 24 hours, 3600 seconds to spend wisely. To be used in most efficient ways and not regret it for any reasons.<br />
<br />
BUT<br />
<br />
Human always make mistake. From mistake we learn. With any lesson learnt, we improve. Although we use our precious time to make mistake but that mistake improve us from zero to hero, hopefully.<br />
<br />
For anything that happens, it happens for a reason.<br />
<br />
Learn, Live, Love.<br />
<br />
<blockquote class="tr_bq">
"One man's lesson is another man's tale, but often, a man's tale can be another's lesson."</blockquote>
<blockquote class="tr_bq">
"Appreciating your loved ones. Acknowledging all the special person in your life. Concentrating on what's important."</blockquote>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856582278394735895.post-7680791998248675792017-05-04T22:39:00.002-07:002017-05-04T22:39:39.363-07:00Experience<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I think because of this depression, I tend to write a lot these past weeks because by only write, I can actually say everything out loud.<br />
<blockquote class="tr_bq">
" People write because no one listen"</blockquote>
So the thing is I talked about my current issue with a friend. A dear friend. I took the opportunity to asked his opinion as a guy whom I think comfortable to be friend with me.<br />
<br />
Q: What do you think of me, honestly?<br />
A: You are an independent. So independent, guys don't feel like taking care of you because you can take care of yourself.<br />
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*confused<br />
<br />
Isn't being independent is a charm? I think it is charming for a girl who can take care of herself real well and it is attractive. I don't need a guy to help me with everything if I can do it myself.<br />
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Q: So is being independent bad?<br />
A: Guys love showing their masculine side and with you they just can't. They feel small around you. You are too strong in their eyes. Dominant.<br />
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Q: Then?<br />
A: You are ambitious, Yasmin and it scares them away. You always want to have your opinions be heard too in every conversation. I mean, you have your own thoughts on everything. Sometimes, guys just want you to follow their lead. You have modern-city-like mentality and some of these guys just don't like that. You are open-minded. You don't care too much. You don't mind if a guy likes to play computer games late at night. Somehow it's better for the guy to tell white lies but with you, you want clarity, transparent, honesty and guy just not that.<br />
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Q: Is that bad?<br />
A: It is depends. The old school mentality person cannot handle your personality. You are not normal to them. You are plain weird. You are too western.<br />
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Q: But my friend is awesome and she has a boyfriend. I mean people actually like her, adore her. Comfortable with her. And I think, she just like me. I mean I am similar to her. Is there something wrong with me?<br />
A: No. You just not find a guy whom likes you they way you are. She might probably find that person. A person who loves her dearly, but you are not yet.<br />
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Q: I love being pampered by someone I love. I tried play dumb in stuff like cars or like men-stuff. I am not act all mighty and strong but they still go away. Why?<br />
A: Because somehow it does not reflect the real you and you lost your charm there. Maybe they sense that. They sense that you are lying.<br />
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*almost giving up<br />
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L: Yasmin, you are still young. Why so stress on this matter? Enjoy your life.<br />
Y: Because there are only two options; to marry and not to marry. I decided to get married and I want to when I am 25, and get kids before 28. But 25-years-old-Yasmin is next year! And I still fail in love. *pfftt<br />
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L: I like being your friend. You are not typical. You speaks your mind. As a friend, I like you. *Friendzoned But I too don't really fancy a girl with strong personality. It takes greater strength to be with you.<br />
Y: Even you? I understand that. I am just too difficult. I should just stick to the decision of not to get married and I won't feeling this hopeless.<br />
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. . .<br />
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Is people feel intimidated when they know the real me? I didn't give any harm to people. I just being me. Be a miss independent like Ne-yo said. Be a one-in-a-million girl but still got fool by people. If being honest and transparent in relationship (any kind of relationship) is weird and I guess I just not for this generation. The generation where lies and secrecy give thrilling sense and mystery is charming. I love being mysterious and it thrills me too but certainty gives assurance. And assurance strengthen the bond. I know this does not apply to everyone but I am just unlucky to go through this. So much to learn about life and I wish I can skip this and just disappear. Like bubble foam in the sea. Forgotten by people and everything. No strings attached. Just gone.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856582278394735895.post-77067950222960112082017-05-02T07:34:00.001-07:002018-02-06T23:53:32.757-08:00G-Day<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Supposedly today I attend my graduation ceremony in University of Waikato, Hamilton in New Zealand. Wearing graduation robe and the hat with smile on my face. The most beautiful smile ever. Nervously waiting since last night for today, and I greet the morning with song and breakfast. What a gorgeous morning, I bet.<br>
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But no. I am not in New Zealand. I am not wearing any robe with hat. Im not greet the morning with breakfast. However I still wear my smile this morning. My hopeful fake smile. The smile that people always ask me to wear. The smile that everyone say will make my face look sweet. The smile that makes me approachable. That smile. I wear that. And I thought it helps me on hiding my thoughts well.<br>
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5 years of engineering. It goes back to when I was form 4. My addmath teacher told me about MRSM overseas programme and I decided straight away to go into that programme. I saw that opportunity to go out from Malaysia and have an experience that can't be taken or replaced by anything else. I worked on my english, taking advantage of my skillfull ex-boyfriend to improve my writing and speaking (while still loving him dearly), and aim for that programme.<br>
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One of the reasons I chose engineering was only that moment engineering will give me the chance to go overseas in a shortest time. A year in foundation and another in Unikl. 2 years and Im out. It was a great planning. I pushed myself to like physic although my true call is mathematic. Physic was disaster for me. Biology and chemistry were hell so nothing related to that. Few months of hard work, I applied for the programme.<br>
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My trial result wasn't so bad so I got interviewed. And again with the help of my dear ex, we did my interview essay and practiced on the session. I put a life motto in there just to show my charm and they did ask me about that which I successfully told them. So it didn't look like Im bluffing tho I was. Who got time for life motto at the age of 17? Oh! I am! haha <br>
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After few weeks (maybe) I received letter saying I got into the programme and will start foundation on January the next year. It was overwhelming. I was extremely happy. Nothing was happier than the thought of going out of Malaysia. My dream will finally come true.<br>
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Staying out on the sun, play on the beach on summer, go to concert and eat a lot of western food as much as I can were my bucket list. I did everything. The experience in New Zealand feels like a dream and I still feel the same. A dream.<br>
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Thank you to:<br>
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<li>Ms Samiyah, Mr Sholikhin, Mr Farid, Mr Eizzat, Ms Syuhada</li>
<li>Mak, K Siti</li>
<li>Teacher Nazila, Teacher Wani</li>
<li>5 Leeds classmates</li>
<li>Ms Elena, Ms Nadhrah</li>
<li>K Hanan, K Didi, K Naza, K Andi, K Ila, K Rina, K Susan, K Han, K Fid, K Shelly, K Fariza, K Jijah</li>
<li>Kakak Auckland</li>
<li>Zhong, Jeeraj, Wei Jei</li>
<li>Lombok, Fikri, Tun</li>
</ul>
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5 years of engineering wasn't tough or was it? I am not regret of my decision to enjoy my university life. I decided that grade was only a measure of my academic performance but I am more than that. My ability and skills are way more than As' or Bs'. </div>
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I met a lot of people. New Zealand turned me from someone who is timid to more outspoken, from a non-english speaker to well speaking english, from a kid to a girl and to a lady. I fall in love with New Zealand the moment I step out from the plane. Everything is beautiful. Everything is paradise. Everything is love. New Zealand makes me dream other than just living overseas, it makes me dream of achieving more in life. </div>
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New Zealand brought me to wonderful late night walks, meaningful stargazing, hiking dates, scrumptious eggs benedict with salmon, hype concerts, lovely weekend events, beautiful sunrise, sweet rain, cold wind, warm-hearted coffee, lengthy spontaneous conversations, emotional dreams, gorgeous clear water beaches and endless memories. I would marry New Zealand if it is a man. A man of dreams. A man of my dream. </div>
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And with that I think, only New Zealand can heal me. </div>
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. . .</div>
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This should be about graduation but I miss New Zealand too much. Alhamdulillah for 3 years of fantastic years. Keep strong Yasmin. You are not there yet! You have another two final things to achieve. Professional Engineer and Professional Engineer with Practicing Certificate. That is the ultimate of your engineering achievement. Believe in yourself. Have faith in Allah, the best Planner. </div>
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You need to feel desperate, be desperate to achieve your goal so that you will work extra hours, walk extra miles and everything is for you. Refocus your life. Although your heart is on your sleeves, be extra of yourself. You can Yasmin. You always do. </div>
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Thanks Yasmin.</div>
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I love you Yasmin.</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856582278394735895.post-75914386094042025132017-04-26T17:45:00.001-07:002017-04-26T17:48:10.554-07:00Cerita Hati<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Assalamualaikum.<br />
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Rasanya sudah sampai masa untuk aku meluahkan keresahan hati melalui tulisan panjang. Disini. Di mukasurat yang sentiasa menemani jalan kehidupan. Dari sebelumnya lagi, aku gemar berbicara sendiri, menyatakan isi hati dan berbincang tentang diri ini, disini. Dengan harapan setiap yang terluah adalah keterbukaan ku untuk menerima takdir dan melepaskan.</div>
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Takdir. Kehidupan. dan Percaya.</div>
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Perkara perkara yang sentiasa difikiran. Yang selalu disalah tafsirkan dan selalu dimarahkan.</div>
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Takdir itu dikecam hebat kerana setiap yang berlaku itu jarang mengikut pilihan hati. Itu takdir. Bukan mengikut apa yang dirancang. Dan merasakan perkara ini berulang kali adalah satu penyeksaan hati. Menolak takdir itu, memarahi tuhan. Marah dengan keadaan diri. Marah dengan setiap pilihan dan keputusan yang telah dibuat. Tiada yang boleh diputar kembali kerna masa iu hanya milik tuhan yang Maha satu. Sepatutnya, hamba ini mengunakan ia sebaiknya dan sepenuhnya. Percaya dengan takdir itu seperti memakan muntah, menghidu tahi, berjalan dia atas bara dan masih gagah meneruskan ke hadapan. Ini kata kata dari diri yang merasakan ketidak adilan takdir, bukan dari sudut neutral. Tiada yang neutral lagi setelah merasakan ini dan itu. Kepercayaan terhadap takdir itu semakin menipis. Percaya bahawa takdir lah yang terbaik. </div>
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" Setiap bencana yang menimpa di bumi dan yang menimpa dirimu sendiri, semuanya telah tertulis dalam kitab (Lauh Mahfuz) seelum kami mewujudkannya. Sesungguhnya yang demikian itu mudah bagi Allah." (57:22)</blockquote>
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Tapi, tertulis sudah dalam kitab Al-Karim tentang semuanya. Apa lagi yang boleh diperkatakan selain membetulkan? dan percaya? Berikan aku pandangan mu, buah fikiran mu. Untuk mencapai kepercayaan yang satu itu bukanlah perkara yang mudah. Percaya dan kembali tidak percaya. Bergantung dengan keadaan. Ini sangat menjelaskan betapa lemahnya iman ini. Kerana berani berani menyoal tentang perkara yang sudah tertulis, terancang dengan hemat dan kefahaman yang sepenuhnya tentang setiap satu kejadian hanya kerana ia tidak sama dengan apa yang dirancang sendiri. Susah. Payah. Mencabar.<br />
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" Dan tidak ada sesuatu pun melainkan disisi Kamilah khazanahnya, dan Kami tidak menurunkannya melainkan dengan kadar yang tertentu." (15:21)</blockquote>
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"...melainkan dengan kadar yang tertentu." Ada masa dan ketika untuk hamba ini menerima nikmat nikmat yang tak terkira banyaknya dari tuhan itu. Dan setiap satunya turun dengan kadar yg ditentukan. Itulah orang kata, perkara perkara yang ghaib ini hanyalah dalam pengetahuan Allah dan bukanlah hemat hambaNya untuk memegang sedemikian penting pengetahuan. Belajar menerima ini sememangnya sukar, dan tidak terkira oleh hati ini berapa kali dirobek tajam dengan lidah manusia yang mengalunkan bait indah dunia hanya untuk menjadi yang sementara. Berikan kawan atau kekasih.<br />
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Terima. Syukur.<br />
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Yakin hati ini, masih aku belum belajar erti menerima dengan sepenuh penerimaan dan bersyukur dengan tiap tiap sesuatu. Mereka kata ini proses untuk menjadi dewasa. dan dewasa bukanlah diukur dengan angka. Mungkin jika lebih bertenang dan berfikir itu adalah ukuran seorang dewasa. Aku tidak pasti. Yang pasti menerima sesuatu itu masih satu kepayahan dan aku masih menyoal perkara perkara itu dan ini. Pastinya, aku perlu sedia menerima apa juga yang bakal berlaku dengan perasaan bersyukur kerna tuhan masih mengambil berat tentang diri hamba ini. Hamba yang banyak marah dari berfikir, lebih banyak menyoal dari menerima, lebih banyak menghukum dari bertenang.<br />
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aku bermohon dengan tulisan ini, adalah kesedian aku untuk menerima dan melepaskan. Bukanlah hanya omongan kosong. Dan tulisan ini adalah sebagai peringatan, yang disukai tidak semestinya yang terbaik dan yang terbaik pasti memberi kebahagian.<br />
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Terlalu banyak kemungkinan yang terlintas;<br />
mungkin aku ini masih kebudak budakan<br />
mungkin aku ini tidak seperti yang difikirkan<br />
mungkin aku ini terlalu susah untuk difahami<br />
mungkin aku ini tidak sekufu<br />
mungkin aku ini bukanlah yang terbaik<br />
mungkin aku ini hanya berperasaan sendirian<br />
mungkin aku ini bukanlah siapa siapa<br />
. . .<br />
hanya mengharap pada sesuatu yang tidak abadi dan menyakiti diri sendiri<br />
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Memaafkan mereka dan diri sendiri tidak pernah mudah. Pedih hati ini selalu dirasakan setiap kali aku terlihat kau. Aku sebenarnya keliru sama ada yang dirasakan itu adalah sakit atau hanya satu kerinduan. Tapi maafkan aku jika hadirnya diri ini tidak pernah membahagiakan dan hanya mengelirukan. Hanya menambahkan kekusutan di kehidupan kau. Maaf kerana tidak pernah memahami; sesungguhnya aku masih belajar untuk memahami. Maaf pengharapan aku terlalu tinggi untuk kita yang tidak pasti.<br />
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Maaf.<br />
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yfis<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856582278394735895.post-63803647023664441022017-04-12T07:32:00.003-07:002017-04-12T10:34:14.141-07:00Thank You<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
It hurts<br />
It hurts so bad<br />
I am speechless<br />
No word can describe this<br />
No word<br />
It is hard for me to accept this<br />
Why again<br />
Why<br />
I told You, NO MORE<br />
but again<br />
It happen<br />
How should I feel about this now?<br />
HOW?<br />
I want to go far<br />
far from here<br />
far from this world<br />
far from reality<br />
far from this bullshit<br />
far from you<br />
Tell me ONE reason, why should I believe You again<br />
Just ONE<br />
but anyway, Thanks<br />
Thanks for making me feel loved just for awhile<br />
Thanks for making me believe that innocence love is still exist, even just for a short time<br />
Thank You.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856582278394735895.post-26784935315256646542017-04-02T08:44:00.000-07:002017-04-02T08:44:13.628-07:00Terima, Sabar dan Lepaskan<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Cukup hanya dengan serabutnya kepala<br />
aku memilih untuk tidak memikirkannya<br />
dan aku lepaskan<br />
doakan ini yang terakhir<br />
doakan aku kembali<br />
kembali menerima<br />
buang jauh yang itu<br />
yang dulu diharap<br />
dan mencari bahagia<br />
apa yang ada<br />
sabar itu belajarnya lama<br />
selama ratusan purnama sehingga kau mengerti<br />
aku mengerti<br />
bagaimana sabar dan aku itu mesti ada<br />
persinggahan yang panjang dan melelahkan ini<br />
untuk mengerti sabar dan menerima<br />
dan melepaskan<br />
bila sampai masanya<br />
setiap satu kita telah diputuskan<br />
a atau ba<br />
dan terimalah<br />
kerna ia adalah sebaik baik perhatian<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5856582278394735895.post-35792863938206868022017-03-14T03:24:00.000-07:002017-03-14T03:33:40.227-07:00Kekasih hati<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Bicara lama lama<br />
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walau satu jam saja dan sudah merindu</div>
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Bicara lagi</div>
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seperti sudah bertahunan berjauhan</div>
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dan ketawa lucu dengan cerita kita</div>
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dan ketawa lucu berjenaka tentang hari esok</div>
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Bukan sebab hari ini tidak bahagia</div>
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tapi kau dalam hidup aku untuk sehingga ke sana itu</div>
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adalah Rahmat yang aku harapkan</div>
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dan setiap dalam doa hari hari itu</div>
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aku titipkan sebahagian untuk kau</div>
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percaya kau dengan aku</div>
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itu satu penghargaan</div>
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. . .</div>
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Thank you for adopting me into your life</div>
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and be there for me </div>
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