Too much of a good thing..

Too much of a good thing.. I wonder.. whether we will be spoilt if our life is so easy and good? No problems, no major heartbreak, nothing unpleasant ever occur, no changes..
Will we never learn? Will our hearts be as hard as stone? For tears soften the hearts.. Hardship strengthen our soul. Even annoying people make us more patient.

Like a diamond, so pure, so beautiful. Craved by all eyes that gaze upon it.
How did it got here? From deep under the earth.
Undergone extreme heat and pressure.
For millions of years..
Now
It is so strong, nothing else can cut through it
It gleams with beauty
And the value is ever so high

    

Put a carrot, an egg and coffee in a container each
Boil the water
What's the end?
Carrot, hard and proud, has soften, to the point of crumble
Egg, from soft liquid inside, it has turn hard
But coffee, ah you have got to give it to coffee!
What a delight you have become
You didn't change yourself! You change the water you are in
Tasty, fresh coffee.. refreshing.. Fancy a cup?

Life is a choice
As who we want to become
Allah has shown us the way
The way of Nabi pbuh
The way to success and excellence...

My Secret Life

i have a secret life
i dance with the trees
whenever you are not looking

the leaves rustling
the tree dancing to the tune of my heart
within me
i was spinning
dizzy
in a world of my own
the trees laugh at my silly antics
i welcome their stories
i dance away
and the wind sang to us
whispering at my ears
caressing my cheeks
making the dance ever more frantic

the leaves smile at me
beconing me to come closer
seductively
saying all sorts of nice things
making me smile
ah, you know my mood so well
oh friend of mine

Choice

We remember the hard bitter days
And forget warm sunny days
Why let dark clouds grey our days
We choose what we feel inside
Look for the butterfly in the midst of battle
Notice the budding flower
Listen to the wind..
Don't let it all lost to us.

Let's not be a person who does not look outside the window..

Welcome Aboard, Maz!

My BFF, Maz has decided to joint blog-writing with me! Hooray! I'm so happy. We have been best friends since high school, but now we live miles apart. One of the reason why we are joining here is to keep up with each other, life after kids sure doesn't allow for that long midnight calls or leisurely walks on the beach like we used to do;) Sure miss those lovely times. But friends are like stars, not always seen, but always there :)

Maz is the nicest person, with a twinkle in her eyes. ^_^ We have shared our deepest thoughts and feelings for so long. Now we want to share them here! So Maz, hope you'll make yourself at home. Here is life as we see it, as other people probably see it differently anyways.

Cheers to Maz! Let's take life at our pace and tell it exactly as we see it. Welcome to lovely Maz!

Unconditional Love

I went home last week. Urm, my parents' house actually, but that should be the cosiest place to be apart from my own home. So, I haven't gone home for a long time. I miss it so.. Boy, am I glad to be a child to someone instead of being a parent all the time. It was soooo nice being taken care of for a while. I know I should be taking care of my parents instead, but I guess old habit dies hard. I would have to compete with mom if I want to do chores around the house, believe me! She is so fast and efficient, I would be running out of breath trying to just keep up!

Anyway, going home has always been therapeutic. For those reasons above, of course. And I realize something I never did before. I know we kids always did something that our parents doesn't like, and sometimes hurt them. I am a rebellious kid, for one. Always did what others didn't do, whenever I think it is the right thing to do. But I never actually see the impact. Last week, I said something, and I saw mom walk away, looking down, with a sad face. Astagfirullah! Did I just hurt her? I mean, my visiting her should be a happy time.. but unintentionally I hurt her feelings. I feel so bad. Now that I'm a mother, I know that no one will console your heart, only Allah. I vow to never hurt her again. It just heartbreaking looking at her like that. I wish I can take it back. I'm sorry, mom. I love you, I truly do. I must have hurt mom a gazillion times all these years. But never once did she complaints, just patiently guiding me throughout my growing up years.. 

Only a mother can love unconditionally (a father too!) AND be patient with whatever whims we come out with.   What about your mother? Did you ever hurt her? When did you last call her? Did you miss her?

Random Act of Kindness Week - Let's Do!

Everything Under The Moon is having A Random Act of Kindness this week! That sounds lovely! Let's do one thing today that is kind to someone. You know, simple things like holding out the door or help pick up someone's coin that fell on the floor (and give back to that person!lol). My head is a bit slow right now, but I'm sure I can think of something that I can do later!



This nice quote is taken from the her blog:)

Will post updates!

Missing..

I miss my sun
It's just so cloudy these days
I wish it will rain
At least I can meet the rainbow..

Rain and love..



It's raining cats and dogs today. And boy, don't I love rain! I used to love playing in the rain, its just refreshing and plan fun! And the smell that it carries is so good. Of course, hungry tummy comes as a package :P Hmm.. what's breakfast today?
The moonsoon promises lots of rain and sometimes flood in some places. Still, it's lovely. Sitting here listening to the raindrops... peaceful and serene.. watching the world goes by wet and cold.. When everyday is just so hot, rain is most welcomed! I have a secret relationship with rain. I have fallen in love with rain long ago. And today, rain has visited me again. Alhamdulillah. May Allah bring alive my heart as He brought alive the dead earth that has been poured with rain.

Should I go and trampled in the rain? My daughter might want to follow, lol!

Sweet life

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Ahh.. Life's sweet perks. Do you have any idea how nice it is to type on a smooth keyboard after that typewrite-like ancient keyboard? My fingers are practically purring on these baby. Alhamdulillah. There are so many things to be thankful about in this life. And moments like this makes yesterday's tears bearable.

Life is full of hardship, and no matter who we are, we are always faced with decision, choices, pain, bitterness, hurt... In those moments, sometimes we cry or vent. We are only human, after all. And then, it is really our choice to continue to be enveloped in those sad feelings or to go on. Truly, do we gain any benefit from doing so? We will face it every day. It's not going to go away. But we can choose wha our feelings will be. To smile or to drown in sadness.

There was a time when my family was in a real bad condition. My sister was down with terrible illness, and we will be up all night taking care of her. Our house was in shambles, my mom was shedding tears every night (not that she lets me see). Every morning I had to haul myself o work, leaving mom and dad taking care of sis. During the day sister normally will sleep with exhaustion so everyone can rest too. But I've got to go to work. And I choose to smile all day even it kills me. You know what? Even though I was thinking about it, Alhamdulillah smiling makes it bearable. Laughing with friends puts sadness at bay. Talking about nonsense keeps me sane. Prayers give calms me the most. It's the little things that makes life okay. That I know you-are-there, you-miserable-thing, but-hey-I-can-do-this!

That was ages ago. I guess I'm merely reminding myself to that thoughts now that I am in calm wheather in between storm. It's easy to give in to anger and hate, but truly, negative emotions just seeps our energy and crush our motivation. I don't know about you, but someone once told me, the funniest guy in the room probably has the biggest problem among all. But no one knows except him. I may not be the funniest guy, but perhaps taking things easily helps. Not easily as in not seriously! You know what I mean!

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Now I just want to enjoy the lovely morning and this contentment within my heart. Keep it there when the next storm blew in, if possible. And go kiss my daughter and smell her morning hair, all sticking out. And melt when she smiles, knowing that mummy's there. I already got my share of hugs from dear hubby! His perfume just makes me fall in love all over again. What a lovely morning. And most importantly say a prayer of thanks to Allah for all the sweetness of life. Gratefulness will endow more rewards, insha Allah. Alhamdulillah. May Allah bless us all.

How do you face your sad moments? Are you thankful of what you have now? Lets count our blessing! :)

Life and Death

Last week was pretty hectic. My dearest sister had to undergo C-section immediately due to position of her baby. She was so nervous because it was all so sudden and she wasn't prepared mentally or physically. I was quite surprised when she mention that cause she is the tough one among us, never showing her weak side. Glad to be there for her, though.  Alhamdulillah, everything went smoothly and we have a new family member! Welcome baby girl! I've yet to visit them as I just got in town. Soon, Insha Allah.

The very same day, we receive a call saying the decease of a relative. It was kinda.. sudden. You see, she is deaf (although she can read lips when we talk) and lives alone in a wooden house that has fallen through halfway.Her parents and her brother has passed away. She was brought up in wealth. And towards the end of her life, her source of income and her properties has been robbed by a very greedy distant relative.  It was always sad when my mother and I talk about her. My mom tries as much as she can to help her, but short of asking her to live together, its kinda hard to really help all the time, you know?

Subhanallah! Allah is Most Merciful. On the day of her death, she went to the clinic (I forgot to ask mom what was her illness). She died there. Subhanallah. I mean, Innalillahiwainnailaihirajiun (from Allah we come and to Allah we go back). But I realize that Allah is so Kind that He guides her to the clinic so that she won't die alone. Subhanallah! Her body has been bathed and prayers and burial has been done on the very same day. It was all so easy. May Allah place her among the believers and forgive all her sins for all the hardship that she has to go through. Perhaps without all the wealth of this world, she'll run through Siratul mustaqim easily, Insha Allah.
Alfatiha.

Counting my blessing. Alhamdulillah. Thank You, Allah for all the things You has given me. A loving husband and a beautiful daughter, and mom and dad! I love you all. Alhamdulillah.