You know when you're reading a good book
If, for every page you turn
You'll find out that it's not the same as before
If, for every page you turn
You'll realise that you learn something new
If, after reading all the pages
The knowledge you gain can move a mountain

But, the best book of all
Is one which
You'll never be able to read all the pages
Is one which
You don't even know when to turn the pages
Is one which
You, yourself is part of the book

And that book is called The World
Where every human is a page
His whole life is a story
Where knowledge won't stop appearing
From rocks, trees and clouds
Where the author makes no mistakes
For the author is Allah SWT

The Page

I am a page with thousand meanings
Turn the page to learn more

Colours of my page

My FaMilY, IrA, DiY, SkHa,
DrAw, MeSh, MeL, RaCe, AkEm n TaShA

Phrases of my page

BoWlInG, ReAdInG and TeAcHiNg

Sunday, April 12, 2009

WARNING!!! This post may be confusing, irritating and...whatever...

Guess what???

I was reading the previous post when it suddenly came to me. The crust may be cool. The jam, freakin' hawt! So...

It then occured to me that it's just like human. How most of us try to stay cool, when deep down inside, we're burning hot. You may be real mad at someone, but you don't show it. Or, you may be hurt at some things that was said, or done, but you shrug it off and show your cool.

But just like the tart, in the end, it caused me to hurt. Meaning, your staying cool, may hurt some people, knowing or unknowingly. When I held the cool tart, it didn't occur to me that the fillings (jam) would be hot. If the crust was hot, then touching the tart itself would have hindered me from holding it. Then, I wouldn't have been hurt by the fillings, at more than one place to be clearer.

Let's put this into real life situation (as if this didn't occur in real life)... Say..hmm... I am really, awfully angry. But somehow, I kept my cool. Then, people, not knowing I'm angry, do something that make me angrier...surely, I'll end up exploding... So I'll hurt more people, won't I?

So, maybe, we shouldn't try to keep our cool, rite? We really should let it off!!! Let go... Let it out... Tell people you're angry, sad, unhappy...what ever lah...just don't bottle things up in you...it may hurt more people...

I think there's a reason why people say "spread the joy" and "share your sorrows." Not the other way round.

SWEET LOVE 12:06 AM ;

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Something stooooopeeeeed happened yesterday...

I microwave heated a tart... When I held the crust, it wasn't hot... When I was about to put it into my mouth, it fell... Onto my palm... Boy, it was freakin' hot!!! When I shook it off, splashes of it got to my face and legs...I was jumping like a baboon!!!

Luckily it fell right??? If not, I'd have burnt my tongue. It took me more than two hours to reduce the stinging pain on my palm. I iced my palm, face n legs until about 1am. Now, my palm still has a bit of stinging pain. But, everything has reduced. So yah...Alhamdulillah... Allah protected me by making the tart fall off my hands. The crust may be cool, but the cream??? Oh, how hawwwttt!!!

So be careful yah... Don't be a baboon!!!

SWEET LOVE 12:51 PM ;

Friday, April 10, 2009

Sometimes, certain things happen in life and no matter how you tried, you just can't seem to understand why it happened. Not surprising at all, more often than not, these kind of things are those that make us sad, unhappy or angry.

Yes, something did happen recently. Someone shot me an sms. Someone who I just got to know recently, just by name and face. Someone, who probably don't even know me, as in KNOW ME. Someone who, I think, feel and know, have absolutely NO rights to even ask for my number, much less, 'steal' my number and shoot me that sms.

In the sms sent, that person mentioned, (this is part of a very long, irritating sms) that I, as in me, Wardah, should know my limits as a muslimah.

Now, dearest muslimahs, if this remarks were thrown at you, how would YOU feel? I felt downright insulted, ok? I searched within myself. I reflected and I asked around. What have I done or said, intentionally or unintentionally, conscious or unconscious?

I really couldn't find what was wrong. I keep thinking about. A lot of my works are left undone. Have I really crossed my limits as a muslimah? If I had, why didn't anyone I KNOW tell me? Why must it come from someone else? Why didn't it come from the people around me, people I love, people I care for?

Oh Allah, if I did anything wrong, I beg for Your forgiveness. Please forgive all my sins and the sins of my loved ones. Please also forgive the sins of the loved ones of my loved ones.

SWEET LOVE 7:40 PM ;

Wednesday, April 08, 2009

Life has never been more stressful. Work is piling, family is waiting and health is deteriorating. Some days, I'll get 2hrs sleep. Some, slightly more. Everyday, before going to school(work), I'd make a doa which goes (somewhat to this effect) "Oh Allah, please give me the strength and patience. Don't let me lose my temper."

Thankfully enough, He granted my doa everyday. Even when I find things out of hand, I did not lose my temper. Everytime something pisses me off, I managed to find stuffs that can make me laugh. Laughter is really the best medicine.

Many things happened since the last post. So much that I feel, if I post them here, no one will read them anymore. What's past is past. We really should let go, u know??? Wahaha!!!

Well anyway, something more serious. Exam's round the corner, guys!!! Time to study hard. Plus, please take care of your health!!!

SWEET LOVE 1:10 AM ;

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