A foreigner in his own country..

Salam...

Evening all... or should i say morning??? 

I am writing this on 1.22 am in the morning...

Listening to songs...

What the heck i am doing?

It is late, i shall be sleeping as my parent suggested...

"Do Not Stay Up All Night"

"Jangan Berjaga Malam"

Today's Monday..

Yesterday was Sunday...

Yesterday was the Eid al Adha...

Ok, I am actually going to write bout yesterday.

Hum, how should i start with?

A capital letter? With an A or The??

or even simple with nothing....hahaha

I am expecting that my grammar will be like a puzzle.....

Yet, i am estimated that people able to get what i am trying to share..hahahaa

Done with the introduction....What is the next move??

Looking?Thinking? How shall i organize it?

Yup, these are the questions.

I am a Muslim... A Malaysian..Studying at IIUM. A youth from Kuala Nerang, Kedah.

I am going to write about the history that i have created today...

Ok, as usual, The Eid is meant as a time where people gather around with their families...

Most of Malays students went back to their hometown..Why I say most?

Because the are some Malays who are not going back..As an example, ehem2... Me...hehehe

Yesterday I celebrated Eid with the foreign students...

Being alone in the room with 3 empty compartments.

Woke up early in the morning...

Called my parent, seeking for their forgiveness and wishing them the Eid..

Ok, that was my first time asking through the phone on the day of Eid...

Btw, I have told them in advance that i wont be home for this Eid..

I dunno how they feel..huhuhu

Done with that, i went to the mosque...

Dunno why i was so happy...It's truth you know...

I quite enjoyed it, eventhough being alone..

Coz I am able to experience new thing...

To feel the feeling of celebrating the most precious moment without ur loved one.

It was a feeling of Eid, I think...

Where I am acting like i am studying abroad...

Far away from ur family...

Hehehehe...quite a feeling...

Seriously, this Eid is really a meaningful one...

After the prayer, i have no plan...What was on my mind, was a pillow, a bed, me lying on it with blanket...

hahahaha..gila....tido juga aku pikir...

But, i dis nt do as i was thinking.

I walking around the mosque compound to find someone i know.

Saw Pak Arab(not the real name)..

i went to him and chatting with him.. Because he knows malay and arabic..

Then came a group of Arabs, talking with him in arabic...

Me?? like a duck in the chicken group.

trying to adapt with the situation.. shaking hand...

and i learned a new culture how Arabs greet each other...

Hugging and cheek meet with cheek.(ok, i dunno how to write bout dat...pipi bertemu pipi)

Btw, it quite difficult for them, coz they are tall, and i am short..

They have to bend down...

Quite funny when i think bout it back..

And they talking in arabic...me???

Be a silent and a good, better to put loyal listener..hahaha

Then, i joined Omar, for a gathering with african students..

Again, there was me, Malay, and not to forget, one who encountered same situation as me, a brother, student from Japan...

All of them are talking in arabic...me, again, being a loyal listener... 

Juz able to get few words, then i lost..hahahhaha...

"Tu la, masa sekolah dulu x nak blajar arab betul2... hanya mampu tersenyum"

Guess what, i stayed until the end of the event...

They have some sharing moment, or basically, invited tho who want to talk, to give a words...

Conducted in Arabic.... in the atmosphere of tall people, wearing, mostly white robe, yet, there was me, wearing Baju melayu with Sarong (kain pelekat)...

Hahahha...that was some of my story for today.. Btw, i went and joined sabahan and sarawakian...thanks to Aji, eventhough, i am quite shy....g makan ja..pastu blah..gila segan aku...nasib baik berpegang pada prinsip, kalau malu, lapar la...mas tu kena perli ngan pak cik...malu sangat nak makan, kena ayat tu ngan dia..hahahha...

Now, i know how the foreign students feel...

- they want to communicate, but there is a communication barrier.

-when you speak in ur mother tongue, they try to understand, yet they cant..

-when u are speaking, they are not boring, they try to understand, but, if u always talk in ur mother tongue, they will feel alone..

-They are trying to get to know you, but they do not know how..

and now, i am thinking how to break diz communication barrier...

Ok, oh....it's already 2.15 a.m in the morning.... Going to wash my mug, tooth and thinking where i am going tomorrow, and things that i should do...

Btw, got new family...welcome to the world to my cousin...a new born baby....rugi gila x balik..Mak su dah cakap dah, x leh tgk baby la lau x balik..huh, cuti nnti siap la bbay tu...mesti menangis punya kena kacau ngan aku....gila jahat aku...huahuahauhahaha...

Nyte all... Tomorrow will be full with smile if u want it to be..... Smile alwaiz, even to ur enemy......

Location at Hokkaido..ahhaha..

Meeting Friends

Meeting Friends

I do not know, 

When we became friends,

How we became friends,

Why we became friends,

I just do not know.

When we first met, we were total strangers,

Afraid,

Nervous,

Cautious,

and creating a lot of impression.

We were like,

An alien and a human,

Day and night,

The sun and the moon,

An alphabet and a number,

The silent and the blind.

I do not know when we started observing,

I do not know how we started introducing,

I do not know why we started communicating.

But,

When we have known each other, we are like family,

Happening,

Full of laugh,

Understanding,

and protecting each other.

We are like,

Pencil and paper,

The sentences creating a story,

day and the sun,

night and the moon,

the rainbow after raining.

When we are together,

We,

Resemble the beautiful puzzle,

Make the world full of colours,

Keep the hatred in grave,

We use every second to create a lasting memory.

A memory that,

Always be remembered,

Can't be forgotten,

Never vanishes,

A memory that we sealed it as our treasure...

The idea is basically based on the everyday interaction between strangers and friends.... Which I would like to dedicate this to all my friends, regardless your ethnicity, age, gender and so on... A sincere feeling that i have....

Thanks to Daniel and Noor Athirah for the improvement....

A Butterfly...

Assalammualaikum....

A Butterfly....

Am I trying to write a poem bout butterfly?

Nope... i still dont have da idea yet...

What i am gonna share is a shape of butterfly dat i made from combining two heart on 24 August, 3 pm....

I was quite bored..i cant go out...huhuhuhu . since it was raining from last night...continuous until dat evening....

I had an origami paper in my bag, which i bought before i went back to my hometown in late April.

While i was browsing my external hard drive, i watched the video of making the origami beating heart as below...

i was intended to make a heart as a decoration..

i made two tiny hearts as for decoration.... for something...

i try to combine it in many ways, later, l found something interesting...

so, at dat time, i try to make it as butterfly, since the shape does look like a butterfly.

Yet, something is missing..

the antenna...

yup....then, i looked at some wire at the outside of my house...
with some modification, i am able to make it look like a butterfly.

here are the pictures of my butterfly....

ok..dats all... by the way, this was my first attempt...the only one... the first and i dont know whether it will be the last or not..huhuhu...

to my friends(either those who know me or my blogger frens), Selamat Hari Raya Maaf Zahir dan Batin....

Minta Maaf banyak2 ek.. 

Semoga berbahagia disamping keluarga....
Makan tu jangan ikut nafsu sangat nanti..heheheh

Have a nice day..

:-)

TRAGEDI 18 oGOS 11

Assalammualaikum....

aku nak ceta la tentang tragedi yang menimpa diri aku petang 18 ogos lepas tu...huhuhu...

haritu berlaku la sesuatu yang aku x duga....huhuhu...

aku g cc la, nak update entry yang aku jumpa ngan Tun tu....

Lepas habis ja update, aku nak balik, and aku mencari-cari la kasut Kickers aku yang aku pakai x sampai sebulan lagi tu.....

Cari punya cari, x jua aku temui.....

Sah la kasut aku dah hilang kena curi...

Adoi....mampu tersenyum ja..menahan amarah....aku ank marah kat sapa???

Aku sendiri pon x tau sapa ambik kasut aku...so, useless ja aku nak buang tenaga bengang sorang2...

so, aku duduk la menunggu kat atas moto untuk seketika..harap2 budak tu pinjam ja kasut aku....

tetapi, sangkaan ku meleset...kasut aku terus x kembali...

Terima ja takdir tu.... Bertambah satu lagi benda yang aku hilang...

aku cuba cari gambar kasut tu kat google, tapi x jumpa...

tapi, aku jumpa la yang design lebih kurang cam kasut yang ilang tu...

kasut yang hilang tu warna putih, pastu, yang tulisan kickers tu warna hitam.....

satu lagi, yang tali dia tu tali silang....ala, yang tepi ngan tepi tu...macam gambar bawah, tapi dia ada dua la...satu kt depan, sati kat tengah,....pandai2 la korang fikir..hahaha

aku beli kasut tu masa sales kat area KL sentral tu..masa tu, selipar aku pon dah nipis....

so, aku jalan2 and tertarik la ngan selipar tu yang warna hitam putih tu.... harga 15 rgit.... 

apa lagi, bedal la...at affordable price tu....

berbalik kepada tragedi 18 hb tu,..

oleh sebab aku nak balik gak, so, terpaksa la aku naik moto tak berkasut, masuk pekan Kuala Nerang untuk mencari kasut baru...

bapak gila malu kot...orang tengok...huhuhu

last2, aku beli selipar 7 ringgit ja kat kedai ALONG....

design cam gambar bawah,

 tapi, yang selipar aku tu, permukaan dia macam checkers....

sebelah warna kelabu berkotak2 putih, and sebelah lagi, warna oren, berkotak2 warna apa tah...

pelik kan. kasut sebelah warna lain, sebelah warna lain...

Lantak la..aku ada taste yang weird....hope x da la orang nak curi lagi...

last skali, semalam aku lapar nasi gila, so, aku masak la nasik, masukkan carrot ngan kurma....ingat nak wat style la.... last2, aku telajak air....jadi bubur la lak...aku makan ja walaupun x jadi nasik...niat bapak baik gila..nak tolong masak siap2..sahur nt, mak aku x yah la masak lagi....last2 lain jadi nya...

bangun pagi tu, gtau la mak yang terlajak air....mak aku lak ingat aku nak wat moi/bubur, so, dia kata, dia tambah la satu dua bahan lagi..siap tanya aku awat x letak ayam skali..hehehe...senyum ja...hehehehhe,,...

nasib aku lelaki...x la malu sangat... lau pompuan, korang jawab ek..hahahaha

tatatatatata

I am Lucky

First of all, Alhamdulillah.....

rezeki yang datang tanpa diduga...

tak pernah terlintas dan jarang berharap.

kurniaan yang amat bermakna.

berjumpa dengan seorang ikon...

seorang pemimpin yang lantang....

disayangi, dan juga dibenci oleh sesetengah orang....

ok, tanpa lengah2 lagi, saya juz nak share or beter saya katakan saya nak keep event bersejarh ni dalam blog...coz, saya ni kan pelupa kekadang tu...so, nanti, bila dah nyanyuk, leh la buka blog ni and baca peristiwa silam....hehehhehe

kelmarin, 17 ogos 2011, saya ke alor setar, actually, pi hantar ubat sakit gigi kat kak ja,...x da niat pon nak pi..dah mak suruh, pi ja la...huhuhuh...lepas pi hantar, pi la City Plaza...window2 shoping sikit...almaklum la....x cari keja...so, kurang duit...x da duit, x leh la shoping..huhuhu

so, selepas habis window shoping tu, ingat nak balik la....tapi, pandang ke langit, kelihatan langit kelam ja....sah sangat la hujan...so, decide la buka puasa kat  alor setar....

kaki ni mulai la melangkah ke Pekan Rabu....so, jalan2 and tengok kuih, kelihatan ramai orang tertumpu kepada seorang individu.....awalnya, saya masih lagi fokus kepada kuih tu, sampai la individu tu pon melihat juadah di gerai yang sama...

baru ku sedari yang individu itu adalah Tun Dr Mahathir.....tapi, biar ja coz masa tu ramai orang.hehhehhe....

so, saya pon jalan la ke depan sikit, then, x lama lepas tu tengok orang dah kurang and dia pon dah nak naik kereta, so, at that time, ambik la keputusan nak gak ada gambar ngan dia.... so, saya approached la akak jual kuih yang muda lagi cantik tu....

hulur la kat dia nset LG 2 mega pixel ni...kak, nak minta tolong tangkap gambar leh??? jawab lak akak tu, gambar ngan sapa??? saya lak jawab, lau gambar ngan akak, leh ka???hahahha..x da lah, nak soh tangkap gambar ngan tun....

so, minta la kebenaran tun nak bergambar ngan dia.... then lepas ja habis, akak tu cakap, adik, gambar ni blur sikit..and tun dah pon ke kereta...

kalau kamu jadi saya, kamu marah tak kat kak tu? kamu bengang tak ngan dia??? apa kamu rasa time tu,?

saya? em, nak marah akak tu? x da la nak marah dia....saya ucap terima kasih kat dia coz sudi tolong saya...gambar blur, nak ka saya salahkan dia? xpatut...so, saya senyum dan berlalu macam tu, eventhough gambar blur, tapi, saya x kisah sangat....kita kena bertimbag rasa...kan???hehhehee

ni la gambarnya....

em, pastu masa berbuka puasa tu, ada la seorang wanita ni tegur saya.....dia ngan family dia....dia tegur, pak lah kan,buat apa kat sini?kenal x sapa ni? saya jawab saya x cam....

at dat time, mmg rasa bersalah..saya mmg x kenal....saya mmg payah nak cam orang...klu permpuan tu, mostly la saya kurang cam....tapi klu x silap saya, dia dak uia and saya ada penah join kelab kot ngan dia....saya mmg lupa...sory....

then, habis ja berbuka, saya terus g solat and since hujan dah turun, malam kian lewat, saya redah ja hujan tu....sampai rumah dah basah lencun..huhuhu..dah la baru sihat, main hujan balik..huhuhuhu..

tu ja kot....huhuhu...have a nice day and semoga ibadah kita diterima....

btw, dat pic is taken at: 6.28 pm...:-)