Thursday, August 30, 2012
Sunday, August 26, 2012
Inoshishi
For those who doesn't know what does inoshishi means. I'll tell you. It means forest/ jungle pig. Lol. It's wild boar. So, why am I posting about inoshishi. Simple! It came up in my life. I mean something happened between me and an inoshishi. As simple as that.
So, what happened? The story goes like this........ *dramatic music*
Once upon a time, there was a huge wild boar who lives in a forest harmonically. One day, a sound attracted the wild boar. The boar walked (or whatever they call the movement. Crawl maybe) to the sound he heard. But he was stopped by green wires. He can see cars passing by. Okay enough with this stuff. My story is a short one.
My elder brother was driving and there was an inoshishi crossing.. and BOOM! Guess what happened? The inoshishi died laaaaaaaa...... But no kidding man. It was a huge inoshishi and luckily our car was heavy. Kalau tak, we can terbabas and maybe injure oursleves. But Alhamdulillah. We all made it and so did our car. But our car got injured.
So, what happened? The story goes like this........ *dramatic music*
Once upon a time, there was a huge wild boar who lives in a forest harmonically. One day, a sound attracted the wild boar. The boar walked (or whatever they call the movement. Crawl maybe) to the sound he heard. But he was stopped by green wires. He can see cars passing by. Okay enough with this stuff. My story is a short one.
My elder brother was driving and there was an inoshishi crossing.. and BOOM! Guess what happened? The inoshishi died laaaaaaaa...... But no kidding man. It was a huge inoshishi and luckily our car was heavy. Kalau tak, we can terbabas and maybe injure oursleves. But Alhamdulillah. We all made it and so did our car. But our car got injured.
Friday, August 17, 2012
chicken experience
Hi.. Like before and after Iftar. So, before iftar, it was just the three of us. Me, my younger brother and my younger sister. We were just hanging out at the table when I heard a chicken sound.. It was super loud.. We were talking when I was distracted by the chicken sound. And like I kinda copied the sound.. and yeah.. I sound just like the chicken yaaaaaawwwwww!! Not.. Anyway, my parents came home. So, I went out to like 'invite' them. And guess what? There was a chicken in my house area. My mum said it followed the car in. (My mum is being stalked by a CHICKEN!) I got close to the chicken, but it didn't even move an inch when it is suppose to be running away from me. But suddenly, the chicken started to like jump/fly and I was still standing beside it. So, I got shocked and yeah.. I screamed a little I guess. I'm a girl okay! I can scream. :P So, I took some foods that my mum brought and start running towards the chicken. And as always. It didn't move.
After Iftar, I went upstairs with my mum. And we started talking about chicken. And my mum taught me how to make chicken sound. Like the rooster sound.. and how does a hen sounds like when it wants to ermm.. bertelur? Whatever. Ohhhh... My mum said a rooster berkokok like once at 3AM, at 5AM and like Maghrib. Wonder why.............. That's all I guess..
After Iftar, I went upstairs with my mum. And we started talking about chicken. And my mum taught me how to make chicken sound. Like the rooster sound.. and how does a hen sounds like when it wants to ermm.. bertelur? Whatever. Ohhhh... My mum said a rooster berkokok like once at 3AM, at 5AM and like Maghrib. Wonder why.............. That's all I guess..
Raya!!!!!
So, like Raya is in like 2 more days!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm like sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo not excited. -.- Why? Because....
The Satan will be released.
People will start cursing.
We won't be able to change easily.
Our rewards or pahala is not multiplied that much.
There won't be much people going to the mosque.
Some people will stop wearing hijab (cause you know. Certain people wears hijab ONLY during Ramadhan)
There are just tonnes and tonnes of things that is going to change. I just hope that I won't be who I was before Ramadhan. Ameen.
The Satan will be released.
People will start cursing.
We won't be able to change easily.
Our rewards or pahala is not multiplied that much.
There won't be much people going to the mosque.
Some people will stop wearing hijab (cause you know. Certain people wears hijab ONLY during Ramadhan)
There are just tonnes and tonnes of things that is going to change. I just hope that I won't be who I was before Ramadhan. Ameen.
Monday, August 13, 2012
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Saturday, August 11, 2012
My whole day has been quiet,
It has been sad, slow and full of sorrows.
The whole day,
I feel weak,
I feel like I've lost hope,
Feel like today is my last day
on earth.
Things have been hard lately.
I know I said
That I wanted to stop talking to you.
I know that this thing hurts you.
Well, you should know that you're not
the only one.
I spent my whole day thinking about you,
I spent my whole day waiting for
a text from you, a call,
but you never even care to do so.
Maybe I'm just confused,
Maybe I'm scared.
That's why I stop talking to you.
But my mind,
All it can think about is you.
I mentioned you in my prayers,
I remember you when I watch love stories,
I remember you when I do anything.
Anything at all!
A confused and scared little girl like me
needs someone to tell me
that it's okay to make mistakes.
We learn from them.
They need to tell me,
That love is a part of life,
and broken hearts are parts of love.
No relationship is perfect.
Not even with your parents,
or best friends.
We fight, we get broken hearts.
We cry, we laugh.
We love.
All of this happens.
And all I need is for you to tell me.
That it's okay to be scared.
It's okay to cry and get broken hearts,
It's okay to fight.
Because one day,
Things will get better.
It has been sad, slow and full of sorrows.
The whole day,
I feel weak,
I feel like I've lost hope,
Feel like today is my last day
on earth.
Things have been hard lately.
I know I said
That I wanted to stop talking to you.
I know that this thing hurts you.
Well, you should know that you're not
the only one.
I spent my whole day thinking about you,
I spent my whole day waiting for
a text from you, a call,
but you never even care to do so.
Maybe I'm just confused,
Maybe I'm scared.
That's why I stop talking to you.
But my mind,
All it can think about is you.
I mentioned you in my prayers,
I remember you when I watch love stories,
I remember you when I do anything.
Anything at all!
A confused and scared little girl like me
needs someone to tell me
that it's okay to make mistakes.
We learn from them.
They need to tell me,
That love is a part of life,
and broken hearts are parts of love.
No relationship is perfect.
Not even with your parents,
or best friends.
We fight, we get broken hearts.
We cry, we laugh.
We love.
All of this happens.
And all I need is for you to tell me.
That it's okay to be scared.
It's okay to cry and get broken hearts,
It's okay to fight.
Because one day,
Things will get better.
If I have no tears,
I would spent my whole life crying,
because that is how I express my feelings.
If I have the guts,
I would have jump of from the 4th floor,
Because what I feel is worse than a broken leg.
If I have no blood,
I would've cut myself into pieces.
Cause your words are sharper than a knife.
If I have no heart,
I would've stab my chest.
So, that I can die without hearing your insults.
If I have a gun,
I would've shoot myself.
Because I want to stop thinking about your words,
your insults, your curses, your swearing
and your hate towards me.
But I can't do anything I just said.
Therefore, I have to stand up,
I have to be brave,
I have to lift my head up
and keep walking.
Cause I know eventually,
I'll be out from your little games.
Leaving you behind with your immaturity,
Leaving you behind with all of your insults,
And leaving you behind,
so that I can be a better person,
where the world is fair to me.
I would spent my whole life crying,
because that is how I express my feelings.
If I have the guts,
I would have jump of from the 4th floor,
Because what I feel is worse than a broken leg.
If I have no blood,
I would've cut myself into pieces.
Cause your words are sharper than a knife.
If I have no heart,
I would've stab my chest.
So, that I can die without hearing your insults.
If I have a gun,
I would've shoot myself.
Because I want to stop thinking about your words,
your insults, your curses, your swearing
and your hate towards me.
But I can't do anything I just said.
Therefore, I have to stand up,
I have to be brave,
I have to lift my head up
and keep walking.
Cause I know eventually,
I'll be out from your little games.
Leaving you behind with your immaturity,
Leaving you behind with all of your insults,
And leaving you behind,
so that I can be a better person,
where the world is fair to me.
Dream guy. :)
If I were to marry a guy.. I want him to be something like this. Sorry if I'm too picky or anything. DON'T JUDGE!
1. He has to love me.
Like obviously. But you know, it'll be cool if our parents set us up and we get married just like that. And like what Ustaz Jais said. When, we don't know the person, the first night will be just about the two of us. We talk and know each other better. At least it won't be awkward. And also, if we marry someone we just met, Ustaz said that the nikmah of fighting and the pujuk is fun. If the coupled before marrying, then we have actually been through the fighting and pujuk phase. And if we get sick of the partner because you guys fight so much. What will happen then? Go ahead and ponder!
2. He has to be the lover of Allah.
This is where the Islamic part comes in *claps*. I want my future husband to be close to Allah, but if he's not a Muslim, then I shall teach him about Islam and show him the beauty of Islam. I shall tell him everything I know and make him love Islam. But if he is already a muslim, I want him to be better than me. I want him to tell me stories of our prophets. I want him to be the Imam for all of my prayers, I want to pray Sunnah prayes with him and I want to hear him recite the Quran every single day.
3. He has to be calm and full of patience.
I have nothing much to talk about this because if he is close to Him, then this characters come naturally. By patience here, I mean that he must not be a hot-tempered person especially when it come to handling my future kids. He must advice them properly and not scream or yell at them. Calm? He has to be calm when we are facing problems. He has to be calm when we have our fights. He should never ever hit me are even scream at me. Cause that will hurt and scare me a lot. When that happens, I'll never look at him the same way. Ever again.
4. He has to be wise.
Haha.. Wise. Wise when it comes to giving advice. Wise when it comes to solving problems. And wise when it comes to cheer me up. I'm a girl. And we have our mood swing. Especially me. I tend to cry/ upset/ emo a lot. It happens mostly because of what I observe from my surrounding. I actually cried when I watch the Save Maryam video because I was worried. That is my kind of mood swings. So, my future husband here, like I said, he has to be wise at giving advices. He has to be wise at telling me it is alright to feel this way. And it is alright to be worry. And he also has to be wise with his words so that he can cheer me up.
Haha.. That is pretty much what is on my head right now. I shall write more when I have more thins to say. Told you I was picky. :)
1. He has to love me.
Like obviously. But you know, it'll be cool if our parents set us up and we get married just like that. And like what Ustaz Jais said. When, we don't know the person, the first night will be just about the two of us. We talk and know each other better. At least it won't be awkward. And also, if we marry someone we just met, Ustaz said that the nikmah of fighting and the pujuk is fun. If the coupled before marrying, then we have actually been through the fighting and pujuk phase. And if we get sick of the partner because you guys fight so much. What will happen then? Go ahead and ponder!
2. He has to be the lover of Allah.
This is where the Islamic part comes in *claps*. I want my future husband to be close to Allah, but if he's not a Muslim, then I shall teach him about Islam and show him the beauty of Islam. I shall tell him everything I know and make him love Islam. But if he is already a muslim, I want him to be better than me. I want him to tell me stories of our prophets. I want him to be the Imam for all of my prayers, I want to pray Sunnah prayes with him and I want to hear him recite the Quran every single day.
3. He has to be calm and full of patience.
I have nothing much to talk about this because if he is close to Him, then this characters come naturally. By patience here, I mean that he must not be a hot-tempered person especially when it come to handling my future kids. He must advice them properly and not scream or yell at them. Calm? He has to be calm when we are facing problems. He has to be calm when we have our fights. He should never ever hit me are even scream at me. Cause that will hurt and scare me a lot. When that happens, I'll never look at him the same way. Ever again.
4. He has to be wise.
Haha.. Wise. Wise when it comes to giving advice. Wise when it comes to solving problems. And wise when it comes to cheer me up. I'm a girl. And we have our mood swing. Especially me. I tend to cry/ upset/ emo a lot. It happens mostly because of what I observe from my surrounding. I actually cried when I watch the Save Maryam video because I was worried. That is my kind of mood swings. So, my future husband here, like I said, he has to be wise at giving advices. He has to be wise at telling me it is alright to feel this way. And it is alright to be worry. And he also has to be wise with his words so that he can cheer me up.
Haha.. That is pretty much what is on my head right now. I shall write more when I have more thins to say. Told you I was picky. :)
You saw her with someone else,
and you still love her.
Bringing up about your love stories is nothing
but a pain in the heart.
When you ask her
Did you love me?
And she says no,
It's because she's surrounded by a million people
who hates her
who tries to bring her down
who wants her dead
She said no because she has to.
She said no because she doesn't want you
to be hurt with her problems.
She said no because she still loves you.
You are fool if you can't see her lies.
You are a fool if you can't see her tears,
her pain, her misery and
her love towards you.
Every time she sees you,
her eyes will get watery,
her eyes will be red
and her eyes will show you the truth.
But you can't see that.
You should know that every time
she walks away from you,
every time she talk to you,
She'll cry.
And every tears mean something.
It symbolizes how much she cares,
how much she has been hurt,
how pain she has to suffer,
how much she loves you,
how much she wants to be with you.
But she can't.
and you still love her.
Bringing up about your love stories is nothing
but a pain in the heart.
When you ask her
Did you love me?
And she says no,
It's because she's surrounded by a million people
who hates her
who tries to bring her down
who wants her dead
She said no because she has to.
She said no because she doesn't want you
to be hurt with her problems.
She said no because she still loves you.
You are fool if you can't see her lies.
You are a fool if you can't see her tears,
her pain, her misery and
her love towards you.
Every time she sees you,
her eyes will get watery,
her eyes will be red
and her eyes will show you the truth.
But you can't see that.
You should know that every time
she walks away from you,
every time she talk to you,
She'll cry.
And every tears mean something.
It symbolizes how much she cares,
how much she has been hurt,
how pain she has to suffer,
how much she loves you,
how much she wants to be with you.
But she can't.
Friday, August 10, 2012
Believe
Hi. I'm writing this post when I'm actually kind of sad. I did something and I just hope the decision I've made is the right one. So, I've decided to stop talking to a person who means a lot to me. It's actually really hard to make this choice. That's why I said I really hope that this is the right choice. I know I might hurt him. But if he believes, if he really do care about me, he'll understand. In fact, he'll feel the same way. I believe that if things were meant to be like this, it will remain like this. Andnif we were meant to be together. In te future we shall meet. Right now, I want to learn about my religion. I want to learn about things. I want to love only Him, my creator. Because I believe that if we do good deeds, we make ouselves close to Him and we believe in faith or destiny. Insyallah by being close to Him, our destiny will be the best one of all.. All we have to do is believe, wait and obey Him. :)
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Najwa Latif's Raya pantun.. :)
Nama saya Arif Naim,
Kalau Najwa masih ingat,
Kawan saya Shafieza Hanem,
Kami suka Najwa sangat.
Bangun pagi Hari Raya,
Pakai baju kurung Satin,
Ucapan Selamat Hari Raya,
Mohon maaf Zahir dan batin.
Bertemu di Jusco AU 2,
Balik dengar lagu I love you,
Salam dahulu orang tua,
Baru minta duit saku.
Sebelum tidur lagumu didendang,
Album Najwa ditandatangani,
Makanan kegemaran ialah rendang,
Masakan ibu sangat digemari.
Nama kuih jemput-jemput,
Ke rumah kawan dipandu papa,
Rumah terbuka harus dijemput,
Duit raya jangan dilupa.
Sanggup Arif naik LRT,
Kerana ingin bertemu Najwa,
Raya dihiasi bunga api,
Pelita dinyala bersma-sama.
Pergi konsert di Rooftop lot 10,
Menunggu Najwa dengan Sabar,
Menulis ucapan menggunakan pen,
Berjumpa Najwa untuk bergambar.
Terlepas satu konsert Najwa,
Konsert diadakan di Subang,
Gembira sungguh hati dan jiwa,
Keluarga berkumpul makan lemang.
Datang dari pulau Jawa,
Bawa sedulang pencuci mulut,
Arif minat Imratul Najwa,
Tolong beri kad tersebut.
Akhir sudah pantun ini,
Pantun diberi kepada ratu,
Harap pertandingan dimenangi,
Kerana Arif peminat nombor satu!
Kalau Najwa masih ingat,
Kawan saya Shafieza Hanem,
Kami suka Najwa sangat.
Bangun pagi Hari Raya,
Pakai baju kurung Satin,
Ucapan Selamat Hari Raya,
Mohon maaf Zahir dan batin.
Bertemu di Jusco AU 2,
Balik dengar lagu I love you,
Salam dahulu orang tua,
Baru minta duit saku.
Sebelum tidur lagumu didendang,
Album Najwa ditandatangani,
Makanan kegemaran ialah rendang,
Masakan ibu sangat digemari.
Nama kuih jemput-jemput,
Ke rumah kawan dipandu papa,
Rumah terbuka harus dijemput,
Duit raya jangan dilupa.
Sanggup Arif naik LRT,
Kerana ingin bertemu Najwa,
Raya dihiasi bunga api,
Pelita dinyala bersma-sama.
Pergi konsert di Rooftop lot 10,
Menunggu Najwa dengan Sabar,
Menulis ucapan menggunakan pen,
Berjumpa Najwa untuk bergambar.
Terlepas satu konsert Najwa,
Konsert diadakan di Subang,
Gembira sungguh hati dan jiwa,
Keluarga berkumpul makan lemang.
Datang dari pulau Jawa,
Bawa sedulang pencuci mulut,
Arif minat Imratul Najwa,
Tolong beri kad tersebut.
Akhir sudah pantun ini,
Pantun diberi kepada ratu,
Harap pertandingan dimenangi,
Kerana Arif peminat nombor satu!
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