Monday, November 9, 2009

Dunia

Bila mulut sudah jarang digunakan utk berkata-kata,

tangan sudah jarang digunakan utk menaip,

yang tinggal kini hanya,

bibir yang cuma mengukirkan senyuman apabila soalan diajukan,

jari yang berfungsi utk menyuap makanan,

otak yang sentiasa berfikir walaupun ketika sedang bermimpi,

mata yang memerhati setiap perkara yang berlaku,

telinga yang asyik mendgr bunyi-bunyian,

sentuhan yang semakin lali dan kebas,

dan tidak lupa juga hati,

yang merasa semuanya,

segala-galanya yang sukar utk digambarkan dgn kata-kata.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Scenes

Scene 1 :












Scene 2 :

 








Scene 3 :






So why can't you see you belong with me.

Hello November '09


Forgive and forget. That's what they say. It's a good advice, but it's not very practical. When someone hurts us, we want to hurt them back. When someone wrongs us, we want to be right. Without forgiveness, old scores are never settled, old wounds never heal. And the most we can hope for, is that one day we'll be lucky enough to forget.

P/S : Hello November.

Saturday, October 31, 2009

Successful Wives

The five of us pergi shopping hari ni.
Bkn niat nak shopping mula-mula tapi dah TER.
Hee~


 
 
Ainaa tak tau apasal tapi Ainaa shopping all out utk Ayah hari ni.
Ainaa suka tgk brg lelaki sbb brg-brg lelaki lg best drpd brg ppuan.
So, Ainaa beli brg utk Ayah je.
Kakak and Umi tak de ye.
Hihi.

Post ni Ainaa letak Successful Wives sbb Ainaa pergi cari brg Ayah sorg-sorg.
Yg lain pergi cari dress and jeans.
So, pergi la cari size, colour, pattern, brand semua sendiri utk Ayah.
Pergi from one brand to another and tanya mcm-mcm.
Time pergi tgk baju and boxer,
abg-abg salesman semua dok tanya,
husband pakai size ape, shopping utk husband ke.
If bleh gelak guling-guling kat situ, mesti dah buat.
Hahahahaha.
So, ni la hasilnya setelah penat pusing-pusing :



Safhan ckp Ainaa nmpk mcm isteri yg pergi shopping utk suami dia then smbil tu kena jaga anak-anak. Tgk kat tgn, kena bwk 3 pedang. Aduhhhh.


Metrojaya shopping ; The successful wives =)

And The List Goes On

Cross out once it is completed :

1. Psychology test

2. Economics test

3. Islamic Studies test

4. Economics final presentation

5. International English Language Testing System ( IELTS ) final exam

6. Islamic Studies final assignment

7. Psychology final presentation

8. Legal mock test

9. Maths mock test

10. Formula sheet updates

11. Islamic Studies final exam

12. SEM FINALS

P/S : Let's ggggggooooooo! =)

Monday, October 26, 2009

Art

Why do we have to part?
Why do we have to cry when somebody bids goodbye?
Why do beginnings have an end?
Why do we have to meet only to lose in the end?

There are questions left unanswered,
words left unsaid,
letters left unread,
poems left undone,
songs left unsung,
love left unexpressed,
promises left unfulfilled.

One of the hardest things to do is saying goodbye and letting go.
It is as hard as breaking a crystal because you'll never know when you will be able to pick up the pieces again.
More often than not, they who decide to go, do not feel the pain of parting: it is they who stay behind that suffer,
because they are left with memories of a love that was meant to be,
a love that was.

In letting go, sorrows come not as a single spy but in batallion.
It seems that everywhere you go,
everything you do,
every song you hear,
every turn of your head,
every move of your body,
every beat of your heart,
every blink of your eye and
every breath you take always reminds you of that person.
Funny how the whole world becomes depopulated when only one person is missing.
Just imagine, there are billions of people on earth and yet it seems you feel lonely and empty without the other.

Goodbye doesn't always mean forever.
There will always be a place and time where
questions will be answered,
words will be spoken,
letters will be read,
poems will be recited at night,
songs will be sung in harmony,
love will be expressed in solitude and promises will be fulfilled.
Somewhere. Somehow. Someday. 

One More

I lost another uncle today.

People always leave.

I should bear that in mind now.

Al-Fatihah.