Sesak dada

Mom

Monday.
530am. Breakfast before heading to #sp

Mom said.
"Bila sara dah kawen ada suami, anak, buat macam apa yg mak buat"
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I doubt myself i could do as perfect and patient as hers. 😔 but mom, i'll try my best.. that, i can promise you.

Ps. TakuT. Dan .LelaH.

Threenuary 2016 challenges

January 2016 challenges:

-not to post any negative thoughts in any of my social media. Surrounding myself with good vibe and sharing positivities with others.

-to consistently go to mesjid for maghrib and isyak + takzirah (at least once a week).

- to jog/exercise at least once a week.

So far im gonna aim for these threenuary first. Of course there are other aims too but im setting a month time frame for threenuary.
May Allah ease.

I wish 2016 is the year that i could travel more.

Smile more

And focusing more on important and certain things.

311215 thursday

2015.

I cried a lot this year.
Months.
Half year.
Throughout the year.

No hatred.
Just sadness and lots of questions.

Hati rabak

Kadang aku terfikir.
Apa yg mampu membuatkan kita gembira..
Apa yang bisa membuat kita sedih..
Adakah ia cerminan iman?

Kalau tangisan itu jatuhnya kerana kehilangan yang kecil,
Kerana patahnya hati,
Kerana banyaknya urusan dunia..

Adakah itu petanda hati penuh keduniaan?

Sedangkan mereka yg lain bersengkang mata,
Berkolam air mata,
Bermandi peluh dan keringat,
Resah gelisah, berduka lara kerna
memikirkan urusan di 'sana'
Bekalan di dada dan ibadah.

Juga kerna sebak dek saudara seislam berbantal batu dan berselimut pelukan lengan.

Lihatlah sendiri.
Hati kau masih kecil.
Halus.
Lekas rabak.
Banyak tangis dan tawa kerna dunia.

...But why does it feel like yesterday?
Why does it still hurt?

Ya Allah, grant me strength.
Fill my heart and mind with remembrance of You. 😢