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Misfortune Of Being Shortest Guy Among Siblings

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم One day in a car, Mama told everyone that we are going to balik kampung to Terengganu soon. Unfortunately, the Proton Saga was too small for 3 guys(me, my big brother and a little brother) to seat at the back in a long-distance journey. Since all of us have grown up, it would be very lenguh sitting at the back for at least 6 hours. Everybody started to think the solution of this problem. Abah then gave a suggestion, "One of you guys should go with Kak Long. She is going to Terengganu on the same day as we do." Mama added, "Ah yes. Someone has to go with Kak Long, he can also play with Zhariff." Another question raised. Who is going to be the one goes with Kak Long? After a discussion, a decision agreed. Since I was the shortest among us, I was the one chosen. I will always blame my little brother for being taller than me, he shouldn't!

"At Least We Do Something"

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم The concept of "at least we do something" is not simply applicable in all circumstances. Many have confused in understanding and using this concept. In case of house fire, if there is no ambulance or people to help you, then you have to do anything you could even if it doesn't seem to help you much in removing the fire. For you would surely die if you do nothing. As in case of dealing with a smoker, if direct talking is apparently suitable in that particular situation, it should be done then. However should the smoker would likely hard to accept words, another action need to be taken, not just doing anything under the reason of "at least we do something". Steps taken should be wise and productive. Blindly put efforts to wrong places will only waste strengths in which can be used for other occasions. That action not only wastes energy and strength, also badly abuse people. Life in this globe only last for 60 years. In this period o

A Letter To Ratchet

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم Dear Ratchet. It was just a few minutes before Maghrib, I was told by my friend that you had been kidnapped. I didn't react much, just asked my friend how did it happen. He told me that the lock was being cut and it happened before Fajr. To be grief is too mainstream and even can't bring you back. Police report couldn't be made because I didn't yet get you a plate number that I had planned to do after I reach 21. To blame anyone is also useless although I could smell an odour of reckless in the one I asked to keep you. However, thing has happened. Your loss reminds me to my iPod that I had lost it after only a month from our acquaintance. It was 4 months ago since we first met. I still remember how I could fall in love with you from the first sight. It seems like our relationship is too short to come to its end. I am just started to know yourself, but He loves His servant more. He doesn't want me to love you more than Him. 

Don't Tell Me What To Do

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم Ego at its limit. People don't have the right to correct you when you do wrong. It seems like you don't know mistakes, you are preserved.  What are the uses of those stuffs called live in a group and syura, then? Oh maybe you have a better rules of your own. Go on and see what would happen.

I Met Freedom In A Plane

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم On my way to Muscat for 9-hour transit before going to Malaysia, I had a small talk with a middle age woman. I actually wanted to go to toilet but since all the toilets were occupied I waited on a coincidentaly empty seat beside the woman. She looked like an Arab, so I had my conversation in Arabic. This conversation is in full Arabic "Assalamualaikum, where are you going madam?" "Waalaikumussalam, I am going to Muscat." "You just transit there or it is your destination?" "I am going there." "You work there or just visiting someone." "Oh I want to visit my sister there." "Hmm, are you an Egyptian?" "No, I am from Sudan and live in Egypt. Sometimes I go back to Sudan like you do going back to Malaysia." "Hehe. Where do you live in Egypt? I live in Sayyeda Zeinab." "Really? I also live there near Saad Zaghloul Metro station

Let's Call It A Happy Ending

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم 10.20 a.m from home, going to exam with a blue ProjeKita t-shirt. At the entrance of Parasitology department, a list of names and groups were placed for reference. Saw my name at the last  row of group 4, did my signature with the assistant and went to room for group number 4. It was Dr Azza, a doctor that always has smile on her face. Me: Assalamualaikum, good morning doctor. Dr Azza: Good morning, have a seat. Pick one card. First card was Ancylostoma duodenale. Dr Azza: Do you know anything about Ancylostoma duodenale? Give me the clinical picture of disease caused by it. Me: Yes, it's a hookworm. At the site of penetration, there is skin rash. During migration of the larva, pneumonitis occurs and in intestine it causes bleeding, diarrhea and also anemia in blood. Dr Azza: Good. Is it commonly occur with farmers? Me: Yes. Dr Azza: Very good. Okay let's pick another card. The second card was unexpectedly Ancylost

Sometimes You Just Need To Be Alone

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم The time when you don't want to be disturbed, you want to make your own stuffs without any help or others concern. It is not that you don't accept others kindness or being selfish on yourself nor feeling independent. It is just the need to be alone, calming yourself from the outside world and taking some moment to rearrange and stack things all over again. Those things are only can be made alone.  At that moment, people should understand and avoid from disturbing you. However life doesn't go like that. You can't be selfish and expect others to understand you. First is to understand before being understood. Unless it is life involved, you have to prioritize others. But again life doesn't ideally be like that. You just can't be very nice all the time. There is still a time when you become selfish despite many bad things might happen. Ramadhan should educate you to be a better person. If it is not this time, when it would be? -