Monday, June 6, 2011

Nur Kasih The Movie

Unable to find a review on the movie that speaks for my opnion, I decided to write one.
Just to share what I feel about the movie.

Mengambil 'rasa' penghayatan Nur Kasih The Movie (NKTM) yang dititip penuh indah, izinkan aku bicara dalam bahasa ibunda.
Bukan bidang aku untuk mengkritik terperinci tentang penghayatan lakonan para pelakon, jalan cerita atau teknik layar yang digunakan. Namun ulasan ini sekadar sedikit pendapat dan rasa jujur aku.
Seperti kebanyakan cerita lain yang aku tonton, aku masuk ke dalam dewan tayangan tanpa sebarang jangkaan dan harapan.

Qada' dan Qadar - perlakuan dan kejadian.
Membawa kita kepada
Kelahiran, Ajal-maut, rezeki, Jodoh-pertemuan dan perpisahan yang kita sering bicarakan dengan kata lain, Takdir, diolah, dirungkai dan dilukis penuh indah, hampir sempurna oleh pengarah.

Kisah Adam, Nur, Aidil dan seluruh watak lain bercerita tentang hidup, tentang kebenaran.
Cinta, kasih, kekuatan, kelemahan, keraguan, kehilangan, kesedihan dan kebahagiaan dan segala rasa yang ada.
Terlalu luas, terlalu padat, dan terlalu benar untuk aku ungkai setiap bait patah ayat, setiap rasa dan setiap gerak lakon.

Pendapat aku, pengalaman memainkan peranan besar dalam mempengaruhi penerimaan setiap penonton.
Pasti berbeza rasa, setiap yang keluar melangkah dewan tayangan.

Buat yang pernah kehilangan cinta sesama hamba di dunia, pasti turut terasa,
berat di dada saat Aidil bacaan Yassin-Nya di dalam masjid,
benarnya kata doa Aidil mudahan Adam adinda tersayang tak terasa sakit yang di rasa,
kenangan manis Aidil dan isterinya yang ada itu yang mengguris jiwanya kembali,
lemah Adam saat di duga bertimpa dugaan, kadang terluah dengan keluhan dan teriak hingga lupa bahawa dugaan dan ujian Allah itu peluang indah untuk kita mendekati-Nya. Dipapar jujur oleh pengarah, fitrah manusia biar penuh ilmu agama didada, saat diduga, manusia itu lupa.
Namun, akhirnya pasti mampu bangkit kerana dugaan sentiasa akan ada.
Aidil bangkit kuat buat adik dan anak-anaknya.

Buat seorang isteri,
pasti tersenyum hatinya melihat Nur dan Adam, bagai bahagianya jua dia bersama sorang suami yang sesetia, setabah dan seromantis Adam.
Namun,
pasti jua menggetar jiwa takut kehilangan seorang suami seperti takutnya Nur saat Adam diambang maut bertarung nyawa.
Terasa ketakutan Nur, ternampak dia bagai ingin  melaung ambil lah apa saja miliknya di dunia asal bukan suami tercinta. Seperti yang didoa Adam tika tiada apa lagi yang mampu dilakukan buat isteri tercinta yang tidak sedarkan diri. Indah. Nikmat kasih yang diberi darin yang Maha Penyayang.
Bukankah itu cinta? diletak yang dicinta sebelum dirinya.

Buat seorang suami,
pasti ingin isteri yang menonton mengerti begitulah cintanya, kasihnya dan rindunya yang kadang tak terluah.
Tak kurang hebat dari cinta Adam terhadap Nur pasti sebesar itulah jua pengorbanan yang sanggup dilakukan buat isterinya.
Pasti begitulah jua ingin dia coret setiap detik indah, ingin dicerita bangga buat anak-anaknya.
Mungkin lebih rindunya terhadap isteri yang ada di sisi, apatah lagi andai telah pergi. Bagai Aidil merindui Aliya.

Buat seluruh ibu,
pasti terasa bahagia bagai bahagia ibu Adam dan Aidil menikmati bahagia, berkeluarga dan berjaya.
pasti jua mengerti sakitnya ibu Adam dan Aidil melihat anaknya derita kehilangan.
Ingin dipeluk dilindung anak-anaknya dari segala kesakitan bukan sahaja di dunia, bahkan di akhirat nanti.
Hingga akhirnya, hingga hujung hayatnya.
Buat bakal ibu,
Ku yakin semuanya senyum penuh syukur mengerti nikmat bahagia diizin tuhan mempunyai zuriat didalam kandungan.
Dan,
hanya bagi yang pernah kehilangan bayi masih dalam kandungan sahaja lah yang mengerti sedih kecewa di hati Nur dengan keguguran bayinya.

Buat seorang pendidik,
pasti mengerti erti ikhlas seorang guru seperti Adam yang ingin mendidik insan istimewa, terpilih. Mengerti erti tanggungjawab menyampaikan ilmu di dada. Memahami penting tingkah laku ajar didikan hari ini kerna itulah yang mencorak masa depan mereka, negara dan agama. Besar amanah.
Berteraskan Islam itu mudah, Islam itu indah, Islam itu tiada prejudis. Islam itu untuk semua.

Seperti aku katakan tadi, tak terungkai cerita ini sepenuhnya sepertimana yang aku rasa. kerna ada rasa yang tak terluah dengan tulisan, dengan ucapan namun terkesan tersemat dalam hati.
Tanpa bicara yang meleret, tanpa gerak lakon yang terlalu menonjol. Cukup dengan pandangan mata, ringkas bait kata yang dibantu muzik latar yang bersesuaian mesej itu sampai jauh ke dalam hati, hingga tak mampu, tak terluah dengan kata.
Namun,
Dengan penuh rendah diri, pendapatku, NKTM dicipta penuh rasa. Ikhlas bercerita.

Pandanganku, tak mungkin mampu NKTM dihasilkan tanpa sebuah inspirasi dari kisah hidup pengarah sendiri atau pengalaman orang yang paling dekat dalam hidupnya.
Mana mungkin segala rasa dipapar cantik tanpa pernah merasai setiap rasa itu.
Bersama ilmu penuh di dada,
pasti ada insiprasi untuk kisah ini terhasil.
Segala puji bagi Allah, untuk saudara Kabir Bhatia.

Tahniah.

Buat yang belum menonton, ku sarankan pergilah menonton dengan hati rasa dan minda terbuka, nikmati setiap bait rasa fikirkan setiap detik rasa.

Tak megerti ada yang mengeluh kata, kenapa orang yang baik sering diuji dan sering diberi sedih. Bukankah semakin kita diuji diduga pedih, sebenarnya semakin hampir kita dengan bahagia-Nya.
Indah.
Bersyukur.

Wallahua'alam.

Thursday, June 2, 2011

my IPE training

Assalamualaikum and a very good morning !
May Allah bless all of you.

We all know its school holiday. But I'm in school now.
Other than because of the work load that we need to settle, we are now undergoing IPE training.
From my understanding its basically educating our child to be succesful now and hereafter in a very much Islamic way.
Alhamdulillah.
I am loving it so far.
Like a usrah for me.
Such an eye-opener, how naive and how ignorant I was.

One simple thing I would like to share with you today is, the magic word 'Alhamdulillah'.
It goes like this.
Whenever anyone compliment you, straight away say 'Alhamdulillah, thank you may Allah bless you'.
Thru this simple saying, other than to educate our child, it is also to remind us that all praises are for Allah.
He is the one that gives us everything we have.
When that particular person has praised us, we immediately say a prayer to them, may Allah bless them.
With this three simple words, I believe in times we can Insyaallah produce a healthy society.
To always be thankful,
to stay away from jealousy,
and to always pray for our brothers and sisters.

So to mommy and daddy out there, try this out with your little khalifah.
Such a blessing to hear those words coming out from their mouth.

May with this, we are closer to Him as He is very close to us.
InsyaAllah.

Friday love,
Teacher Anis.

Monday, May 30, 2011

My kinda lyrics.

"Pekerti seperti Saidatina Khadijah
Tumpang tanya siapa yang jadi teman
Jawapan tepat Tuhan rasul dan qur’an
Tak marah terkilan pun bukan
Kerna mereka 3 dan aku pun sepasukan
Maaf jika hamba kurang sopan
Tapi sehidup menatap sudah tentu tak bosan
Maaf jika hamba terlebih melopong
Tapi pusingan ini hamba kalah satu kosong
Mungkin juga ada pusingan kedua
Mungkin ada jalan untuk anakku ke syurga,
Maaf jika kita di cemburui masa,
Kalau aku tuannya kita bicara lebih lama"


Assalamualaikum,
On my way to the office this morning I listen to this song and I totally love it!
The lyrics, MasyaAllah beautiful.
Got me thinking and of course smile :)

Great job they did.

Hey you out there, somewhere, sing me this song or be as honest and we can have our 'Pusingan Kedua'.
InsyaAllah.
Hikhik.

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Nasi Lemak Kopi O

Assalamualaikum :)

It's been a long time and out of my Monday blues today, I feel like blogging.
I just had my breakfast with few of my colleagues.
And before I move further, yes, I got the job from the interview I blogged about the other day.
Greatest gratitude to Allah.
Alhamdulillah.
And yes, I am in my happiest. Could not ask for more. :))

And as for today, I am working tho its school holiday.
Can't complain much because we here got superloads to be done.
But no harm in blogging first. Hehe.

It's been almost a month since I first started working here, students, teachers, admin staff, board of directors and school enviroment are all okay.
I can't be thankful enough for this opportunity.
But yeah,
Alhamdulillah.

I gotta start with my work already.
Maybe nextime I will update more. I would love to.

Till then,
Love,
Teacher Anis :)

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Rain and Coffee. I'm just saying.

if i ever hurt before, i am very sure i have forgotten about it.
i am loved before and i feel it well still.
i made the promise.
and i am pretty much sure, i am still holding on to the promise.

sampai hujung nyawa.
sampai syurga.
itu janji kita.
.
.
.
itu masih janji aku.
masih dalam doaku.

I miss triple Sunday.
I miss all of us.

p/s ; my life has been super duper hectic! to the extend of experiencing short breath even when i was sleeping.

So today, before tomorrow comes, i would like to take this precious one hour break, enjoy the heavy rain and sip my coffee.

Alhamdulillah
Alhamdulillah
Alhamdulillah.

As long as I still have the breath in me, I'll try to be happy and to thank You, ya Allah.

Monday, April 18, 2011

it's been awhile

Assalamualaikum dear beautiful hearts,

Its been a while since I last blog.
Quite a few reasons why.
But I am Alhamdulillah fine.

Just to have a quick and short update here.

I went for an interview just now.
It went well.
Alhamdulillah.
To get the job or not is not the issue to me.
As long I know I did my best, and it went well.
It was my first interview!
First experience.
Again, Alhamdulillah.

I can't help but having this feeling of 'wish you were here'.
Just to share.
Just to laugh about it.
But yeah, life goes on.

To my dear one and only one WMAM,
You are not there in presence,
But I know you are with me.
Your confidence,
Your beliefs,
Your encouraging words,
oh and you superb resume that I made them mine. He He
I bring them all with me.
With me.

Thank you my dear,
Thank you for always been there for me, and still here with me.

Nothing more that I can do to thank you
But,
Al Fatihah
Al Fatihah
Al Fatihah.


As-Salam.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

nobody

its almost 3am and im watching WonderGirls on Youtube for the first time ever.
Haha.
Gila phenomenal and tapi baru sekarang nak tengok.

Cute.
Okay, sampai ada orang nak bring them home and dance before he goes to work.
Grr.
Now i see why.
haha



You Know I still Love You Baby
And it will never change (Saranghae)
I want nobody nobody But You, I want nobody nobody But You
How can I be with another, I don’t want any other
I want nobody nobody nobody nobody
Why are you trying to, to make me leave ya
I know what you’re thinking
Baby why aren’t you listening
How can I just
Just love someone else and
Forget you completely
When I know you still love me
Telling me you’re not good enough
My life with you is just too tough
You know it’s not right so
Just stop and come back boy
How can this be
When we were meant to be
I want nobody nobody But You, I want nobody nobody But You
How can I be with another, I don’t want any other
I want nobody nobody nobody nobody
I want nobody nobody But You, I want nobody nobody But You
How can I be with another, I don’t want any other
I want nobody nobody nobody nobody
Why can’t we just, just be like this
Cause it’s you that I need and nothing else until the end
Who else can ever make me feel the way I
I feel when I’m with you, no one will ever do
Telling me you’re not good enough
My life with you is just too tough
You know me enough so
You know what I need boy
Right next to you is where I need to be.
I want nobody nobody But You, I want nobody nobody But You
How can I be with another, I don’t want any other
I want nobody nobody nobody nobody
I want nobody nobody But You, I want nobody nobody But You
How can I be with another, I don’t want any other
I want nobody nobody nobody nobody
I don’t want no body, body
I don’t want no body, body
Honey you know it’s you that I want, it’s you that I need
Why can’t you see~
I want nobody nobody But You, I want nobody nobody But You
How can I be with another, I don’t want any other
I want nobody nobody nobody nobody (2x)
Back to the days when we were so young and wild and free
Nothing else matters other than you and me
So tell me why can’t it be
Please let me live my life my way
Why do you push me away
I don’t want nobody nobody nobody nobody but you

Friday, March 25, 2011

Duck's Lesson


A NEW EARTH by Eckhart Tolle

After two ducks get into a fight, which never lasts long, they will separate and float off in opposite directions.
Then each duck will flap its wings vigorously a few times, thus releasing the surplus that built up during the fight.
After they flap their wings, they float on peacefully, as if nothing had ever happened.
If the duck had a human mind, it would keep the fight alive by thinking, by story-making.
This would probably be the duck's story: 'I don't believe what he just did. He came to within five inches of me.
He thinks he owns this pond. He has no consideration for my private space. I'll never trust him again.
Next time he'll try something else just to annoy me. I'm sure he's plotting something already.
But I'm not going to stand for this. I'll teach him a lesson he won't forget.'
And on and on the mind spins its tales, still thinking and talking about it days, months, or years later.
As far as the body is concerned, the fight is still continuing, and the energy it generates in response to all this thoughts is emotion,
which in turn generates more thinking. This becomes the emotional thinking of the ego.
You can see how problematic the duck's life would become if it had a human mind. But this is how humans live all the time.
No situation or event is ever really finished. The mind and the mind-made 'me and my story' keep it going.
We are a species that has lost its way. Everything natural, every flower or tree,
and every animal have important lessons to teach us if we would only stop, look, and listen.

Our duck's lesson is this: Flap your wings--which translates as 'let go of the story'--and return to the only place of power: the present moment.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

.worried.

That picture is speaking on my behalf.
Term paper due date and extension.
Nak muntah!

p/s : walaupon tengah serabut serabai, motif nak guna gambar sang vampire?

Monday, March 14, 2011

.'dreamhearts' took us to Anuar Zain.

Dreamhearts has been operating since February.
Alhamdulillah, slowly but steadily insyaAllah.
Pray for us. :)

And tho we are new, we have been quite busy for a newbie.
Sometimes it gets too much with our own work and all.
But we love it! to bits.
I have to juggle my teaching and school work.
While my super Phya has her studio work that also takes most of her time. And she got a husband too. Hehe.

Back to my story, I'm so excited! I just have to blog about this right away!
Last week, a customer of ours, Mr.S contacted us thru sms and email. (he owns a awesome photography studio somewhere in Damansara). You guys should check them out!
He requested a quotation for a baby shower event in Fullhouse Restaurant for a 2 mommies-to-be. Yes, double happiness!

As busy as we already are, I can't go out and Phya had to help me with our workload so we asked Mr.S to just come to our place to discuss about the designs and decorations. He brought his whole family of course. So, nothing to worry about.

As we were discussing, Mr.S had to excuse himself to answer his phone call and so he went out.
Few minutes after that, he came back. Not alone but with his friend. Guess who's his friend is????
-
-
-

ANUAR ZAIN people!!!!!
ANUAR ZAIN.. bloody Anuar Zain!. I have to slap my face to believe this. Still can't believe it.
I was starstruck! yes I am not a big fan. But I can't bloody believe, Anuar Zain is in my house. *Gulp*.
I was so gelabah, but this stupid mouth of mine blurted out ' Abang Anuar Zain, boleh tak nyanyi lagu Sedetik Lebih, Korus je pon cukup'.
Everybody looked at me. Giving the look 'apasal ko tak malu sangat mintak die nyanyi,ni Anuar Zain kot.kene bayar puluh riban kalau nak nyanyi'
So, *gulp* again.
Malu
dan
frust.
Padan muka,
But well, at least I tried kan.
Almost give up, I went to Mr.S to continue our work,
when....
Suddenly he sings!!!!!!!
Yes people, he sang me Sedetik Lebih, dari awal okayyy bukan korus sahaja!
I jumped like a mad monkey!
and at the same time grabbed my BB to record him! Gila ape tak rekod Anuar Zain menyayi dalam rumah aku!
Fuhh!
Puas hati dapat dengar Sedetik Lebih live dari Anuar Zain dalam rumah. For me!
Berlagak jap! kau adoo? hahaha.

After he finished,
Phya continued the discussion with Mr.S while I was busy butting Anuar Zain. Haha.
He went out for a while nak hisap rokok.
I was peeking thru a curtain like a small kid, when I heard someone called me.
'Anis, anis, lawa tak baju nie?'

Man, you know you are home when your mum wakes you up from mimpi berjumpa Anuar Zain to show her new baju.

Thats all.
Bai.

.beautiful dreams come true. heard of that?



we are dreaming our beautiful dreams, to make yours come true.


It's true they say, 'Our real strength is the heart'.
When the heart is filled with love, we believe it can do almost anything it wants, at its best.

We love events and such.
And most importantly we love making them beautiful.

We do event styling.
We do dessert table decorations,
Birthdays,
Engagement,
Weddings,
Bachelorette,
Baby Shower,
Cukur Jambul,
You name it. We do it all.

Not just because we want it to be beautiful,
but because we understand how much you want your special day to be remembered,
in the most special way.

So dear beautiful hearts,
let us DreamHearts, be part of your day and events you dreamt to be most special for your loved ones and most importantly,
for you.

DreamHearts,
by
Phya &
Anis.

Find us at ;
dreamhearts@ymail.com
dream-hearts.blogspot.com
012.2491806
012.4486296

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Aisya Raudhah

Assalamualaikum dear all.
I am in a very good mood this morning. Probably because of the good night sleep, surrounded by stress-free environment and great food. Yes, food. Sometimes my life is boring like that and #simplethingsmakemehappy.
Gulai Lemak Sambal Tempoyak Ikan Keli. Sangat Pergh!
Thank you aunty :)))

By the way,
This entry is supposedly, solely for the new born baby, Aisya Raudah.

*Pic from Sab's blog. A tiny little baby that brings such great joy!


Welcome aboard dear baby!
and Congratulations to Sabrina and Man and of course to the whole big family.
It's blessing, and happiness.
Alhamdulillah, syukur everything was fine.
Semoga Aisya membesar sihat dan kuat!
More of her little angel stories here

I haven't attended 'baby born' thingy for quite a very long time.
Especially the close ones.
So I was so excited about Aisya.
On 2nd Mac itself, right after school I straight away went to the DEMC to visit the mommy and new born baby.

I love the smell of the baby.
I love the air at that time.

How do I explain?

I feel blessed.
I feel like all of us there at that time was blessed.
Allah is the Almighty.
A life is given to us.
and life is the most precious.


To Man, Sab and big sister Rania,
May you enjoy the new more exciting journey as a family of four now!

And as for me, I'll always be there to love and play with you two little angels! hehe.
Much Love!

my weekend series. no 1.

Hye all.
Wothout me realizing it untill just now, I actually have fun weekends!
All the past few weekends were filled with so much love so much fun activities.
Alhamdulillah.
I should be greatful.
Sometimes I tend to forget.
Blame ze hormones!
Hehe.

So here goes.

Can't exactly remember the date.
But it was Saturday.
I just came back from Melaka, then straight away to my classmate's birthday celebration.


With the birthday boy himself.
With the rest of the classmates.

To Adi,
Happy Birthday again.
The celebration was months back, but hey I still can wish you now! Haha
I have always admire your language skills. Especially in writing and the way you express yourself.
Keep on doing that.
And yeah, you have a good heart, don't let them rubbish pollute you!


So the next day, which is Sunday.
It was Sabrina's 2nd Baby Shower y'all!

It was almost a last minute plan.
Because we were afraid she'll just pop!
She's easy pop-like you know. Haha

Started with the preparation ;

Puan Phya dan Cik Anis di awal pagi Ahad. *love*
Gigih mencari barangan yang diperlukan.

After the hardwork full with love,
Tadaaaa!!


Dessert table by Dreamhearts


This is diapers cake!

Brown bag with sticker.

This little cuppies are super yumms! I can finish everything!

Hello baby, I'm aunty Anis.
Super Mak and Duper Abah
Pinat. Every girl jealousy. Mother of two, Crazy eater, body macam model!
Princess Alaa
Satay dan mee kari!

Congratulations Sab, Man and Rania!


It was one event full of love.
we had fun.
we had good food.
Can't ask for more.


To Mak, Abah, Pinat and family, Sab and family, Phya and Pires, and Eka, thank you for the warm love.
Never fails to feel home whenever I'm at the house.
Like family?. No, all of you are family already.
Thank you so much.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

.too cute.


So cute aren't they?
Feels like carry them around everywhere.
Tehee.

Friday, March 11, 2011

Hujan Jumaat hari ini.



Hujan itu tanda rahmat-Nya.Alhamdulillah.
dan,
bila hujan, hati mula-lah nak berbicara.
dari pagi hati tak henti ber-monolog.
ku biarkan saja.
biar ia berkata, berbisik, menyanyi, menjerit apa yang
tak mampu,
dan
tak terluah dek mulut.
kerana mungkin kata hati-ku itu
menyedihkan, menyakitkan, mengelirukan dan menganggu hati-hati yang membaca.
kerana mungkin yang membaca tak mengerti
apa rasa, seperti
hati
ini.
bukan salah mereka.
bukan salah hati.

hujan masih turun.
hati masih tak henti bicaranya.

lewat pagi ini, laju jari-jemari menaip kata ingatan di laman sosial 'Twitter'
tertulis ;

'Rainy Friday. In loving memory of our beloved WMAM. September 24, 2010. 
A son, a true friend, a brother he was to all.
Al-Fatihah'

Hanya satu niat di hati.
Moga dapat rakan-rakan menyedekahkan surah Al-Fatihah.
Moga roh-nya dicucuri rahmat,
moga ditempatkan-nya dan di naikkan darjat-nya bersama orang yang beriman dan beramal soleh.
Moga berkekalan ingatan kita buatnya.
InsyaAllah.

Dan tadi,
kerana masih hujan,
perhimpunan mingguan hari Jumaat diadakan di dalam surau.
Bacaan Yassin tidak pernah gagal memberikan ketenangan.
Bait-bait ayat suci yang dibaca bagai menghapus segala kekusutan di jiwa.
Hati masih ber-monolog.
Tapi kian indah.
kian tenang.
Seperti hujan yang sudah mulai pelahan-lahan reda.

Hujan masih tak berhenti.

Sambil hati dan akal terus berdebat pendapat,
soal perasaan,
soal logik akal,
soal hidup
soal mati,
mulutku pantas menikmati roti nan dan ayam tandoori di perah limau yang dibelikan En.Praba.
mengisi perut yang jua bermonolog bising kerna lapar.

Hujan sudah hampir berhenti.
Hariku belum tamat.

Hati terus dengan monolog-nya.
Ah, ku biar-kan saja.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

a friend, so inspiring.

I just got home from meeting a friend.
He is one friend, that doesn't matter how busy I am at that time, I'll make time to meet him.

The last time I met him after so many years was last year, November.
A lot of catching-up was done then.
Long story short, we both were surprised by what and where we are now compared to few years back.

He has his way of saying things, that makes my mind goes 'yes, you are right' at almost every single thing he said.
I'll keep on nodding all thru the conversations.
And no, I'm not that kind that easily agree with people.
And no, I don't have long conversation with everyone.
Gossips, maybe.
But motivating talk that inspires you, yeah not everyone.

The first meet, he reminded me with quote from Helen Keller that I loved which says ;
" When one door of happiness closes, another opens ; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one that which has been opened for us"

This is one of the many things that we talked about.
The conversation is still fun and laughter, but yet its an eye-opener.

I'll totally keep him forever.
The kind of friend that will pull you back to the ground.
Just in time you needed it.

Over our 'Teh Tarik' talk last few weeks, he asked me ;
'Whose your 10 closest people/friend in your life now? They define who you are'
Hahaha. I went back home that night, counting and checking those 10 people.
The result? Really, it defines who you are at the moment.
You can't ditch, but you can keep distance.
For a while,
For your own good.

Tonite?
We talked about 'change'.
If you want to change, make the change.
Change your environment.
Change your routine.
Change your social network.
Change whatever that you want to be changed in your life.
Be the change.

We also talked about
Facing the ugly truth,
dealing with the situation.
Not running away from it.
Not using some other thing or other people to hide the ugly situation that we had.
Because at the end of the day, everyday, you'll have your time alone.
Just you and you only.
So start learning how to deal with it, instead of keep looking for 'fillers' to keep away from the situation.

'The teacher is  ready, when the students are'
For example, there are many books out there in the book store. Many kinds.
One day you decided to learn about baking cake, then only you'll look for the book on baking at the book store.
Whereas, the book or the knowledge or the 'teacher' has been there all along.
See what I mean?

'Speak to the universe, and the universe will speak to you in 3 ways'
As a muslim, it means pray to Allah, and he'll answer you in 3 ways.
One is,
Your prayers will be answered here and now. Right away.
Two is,
Your prayers will be answer then. Will take some time.
Three is,
Your prayers will be answer with not what you asked for and what you wanted, but it will be answered with something else that you yourself didn't know you needed it. More than what you want.
For He, knows best.
Allahuakbar. :)

See?
How could he not be inspiring?
at least he is, to me.

May Allah bless you always dear.
With life you always wanted.
Oh and he's getting married, soon enough.
Alhamdulillah.
So happy for him and that lucky girl of his.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

She dreams about her old bike, everynight. This is Asma's Story ; Part 2

Asma' missed her bike.
I think she can't barely express how much. too much.
If a bike is allowed to have feelings,
Asma' wonders if the bike misses her too.
Maybe, he do.


Asma' were told that because she has lost her beloved bike,
if she keeps on walking,
and
have faith,
one day,
she'll get herself a superbike.


So she do what she were told to do.

Because,

even if she walks backwards,
even if she runs,
or
even if she stays,

She's left with that only one choice.

She can't turn back time.

.time.

I seemed to have time for things that I don't have to do
and
not having time for things that I really have to do.
Or
I just plain sucks at managing my time and my responsibility.

I want and need to ;
spend my time with my family at Subang. I have missed Casa D' Naim and its people.
service my car and me. also at Subang.
spend my time with my jambul and mukgu.
and all my other work.

till then,
may I have the strength to make time for those that are important to me.

*sesungguhnya, demi masa, manusia itu dalam kerugian*

Saturday, February 19, 2011

.mana mungkin sunyi.

Mana mungkin sunyi itu membingitkan telinga.
menghimpitkan rasa.

Mana mungkin,
sunyi itu menyakitkan.

Bukan kah sunyi itu tiada ber bunyi, tiada erti.

sepi?

Mungkin bukan sunyi,
mungkin sepi, yang menyakitkan

Bagai lorong lurus, pantas dibentangkan.
Pengakhir jalannya nun jauh, tak ternampak kan.

Kiri kanan, gelap kepekatan,
tebal, gentar, menggusarkan.

Apa menanti perjalanan masih, tidak ketahuan.

Tangan tak bisa lagi dipimpinkan,
Langkah tiada lagi yang mengaturkan.

Namun,
kaki harus, terus melangkahkan

Sepi?

Bisa mungkin,
Benar, mungkin,
Bukan sunyi,
tapi
Sepi itu, yang menyakitkan

Friday, February 18, 2011

I saw a girl, so happy.

Yesterday afternoon on my way to school, I saw a girl.
Walking down the street, smiling.
Immediately, I looked to check at the end of the road.
Someone special must be waiting to fetch her.
Her boyfriend might be waiting.
Or her parents.
Or her friends.
But,
Nobody was waiting for her.
No one.

So I wonder, what makes her looks so cheerful.
Walking so happily, almost skipping her way down.

I wonder if she received a good news.
Or had she had a good delicious lunch cooked by her mother?

I wonder, what makes her happy?

What makes us happy, you wonder?

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

it's not the rain, its our mistake.

6.16 PM.

it's raining heavily now and I'm loving the heavy rain.

when you're sad,
its almost as if the clouds are pouring down its tears, with you.
drown together in sadness with the sound of the rain drops hitting the ground.
at the same time washing away all the sorrow inside your heart.
relief. aren't you?

when you're happy
the pouring rain is cheering with you,
celebrating and counting your blessings given to you.
laughing together, making all sorts of joyful noise.
brighter, you are.

But today, something happened and it scratches the beauty of my rainy day.

Earlier before I write this, I was called by 3 boys from the form 2 class for a 'relief' class.
And so I went.
But when I was there, turned out it's another teacher's relief class. Not me.
So there we are, 3 teachers now in front of the classroom.
Puan S, Puan R and ehemmm Miss A of course.
As I was about to leave, a student come to the front and politely voiced out ;
' Cikgu S, teacher Anis jaga kelas kita sekali boleh ke?'
Puan S replied ;
' Awak pergi duduk sekarang !!!!! awak cikgu ke saya cikgu??!! jangan sibuk!!!!!!!' (I can't put anough !!!!! to picture to you how loud and rude the teacher is) her hand in the air as if she's to slap that pity boy.

I was shocked.

The boy is shocked.
Embarass to the whole class of course.
Mad. I can see form his face.
I look at the boy, giving a look that I understand him.

But how do I give a look that I feel disgusted towards the teacher?

I went to the class before.
I knew that boy.
Me and Praba agreed that the boy is a good and polite boy.
Never fails to smile and say hi to us when he walks passed us.
Trying his best to reply me in english whenever I speak to him.
Not a bright boy, yes.
Not a rich boy, yes.
But a polite boy, definitely yes.

So why did the teacher treated him that way?

My judgement is,
the teacher is bias. she is unfair.
the teacher is racist. she is mean.
the teacher generalize. she is stupid.

Didn't she realize she makes a mistake?
Didn't she realize she's giving a bad example to the student?

Treat others like how we want to be treated.
Think.

Soon, when the student treat you and your own race rude, you should know he learned from you.
A good and proud teacher, aren't you at that time?

This might be one full of emotions post, but I just can't compromise those that jeopardize their responisibility. Especially teachers.
We are one of those that hold most powers to 'coloring' and creating their future. Aren't we?
What if the student is our brother? our sister? our child?
Think.

Friday, February 4, 2011

This is Asma' Story. Part 1.





Remember how much you loved you first bicycle?
How you would stumble and fell and hurt yourself trying day and night to be able to ride it smooth?
and when you did, aren't you like on the top of the world?
you and your bike exploring and enjoying those roads together. like never before.
A special relationship there you have with your bike.
The first one.
Like first love.
-
-
-
Asma' had her first bike too.
Like any other kids, she loves her bike.
Like any other kids, she thinks she had the best bike. Ever.

But one fine day, as she was about to go and play with her bike,
someone took it away. Her precious bike.
Not giving Asma' any warning,
Not giving Asma' any sign,
the person took it.

Broken-hearted.
She cries.

Mean.
She thought.
At first.

But then again, after some time,
she remembered.
The bike was given to her by that person for her to learn how to ride a bike.
Now that she knows how to ride
and while she enjoys the ride,
she forgot.
That the bike is not hers.
That one day she will have to return the bike back to the owner.
So the day has come.
So the owner has taken back the bike.

Asma' is sad.
But it's just fair.

Now,
although it is hard,
Asma' is thankful for that person has lent her such great bike.
The lesson and journey she had with the bike.
Is priceless.

Soon,
Asma' will be thankful for that person has taken back the bike.
She just knows.
She just need to have the faith.

For now,
Asma's is walking.
Trying to strengthen her steps,
for her,
has not walk for quite sometimes.

Let's pray for Asma.
That she'll be strong.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

.now.

this post is valid for now. and now only.

now ;

1. You can't choose your family, but you can choose to block and delete and unfollow.

2. I believe this more than ever that money is the root of all evil. And add anger to that, you'll get bapak evil.
    But yet we need money, yet we get angry.

3. A man full of patience, is a winner. Big time.

4. It takes a hell lot more than just what you did to take me down, to make me sad.
    I have a strong heart. Remember?

5. Am I too much like you that you find I am such a pain in the ass? Your bad than.

6. Respect? Out the window. Love? down the drain.

Remember Me

I came across my friend's blog.
Written by him a beautiful poem.
Too beautiful to not be shared.

Good job Adi.

Remember Me

This goes out to those we lost
Thought we're apart
You shall be in our hearts
Nor time or death will brake us apart


To the living, I’m gone
To the sorrowful, I will never return
To the happy, I’m at peace
To the faithful, I have never left

I can not speak, but I can listen
I can not be seen, but can be heard
So as you stand upon a shore gazing at a beautiful sea
As you look upon a flower and admire its simplicity
Remember me

Remember me in your heart
Your thoughts and your memories
Of the times we loved
The times we cried
The times we fought
The times we laughed
For if you always think of me, I will never have gone

Thought you have left
You will always be right in my heart


Again.
Beautiful.

Monday, January 31, 2011

...

.needs a getaway.




Anyone with super extra money and didn't know what to do with the money?
I'll be more than grateful to help you spend.


Thank you in advance.

Sunday, January 30, 2011

.for life, is not ours.

Orang kata," Dengan kesenangan dan ketawa kegembiraan itu datangnya ujian dan dugaan.
Dengan kesusahan dan tangisan kedukaan itu datangnya hikmah dan kebahagiaan".

Alhamdulillah.
I am thankful for my world.
To be able to live healthily,
To just breath and sleep and eat.
To have my parents and siblings still with me,
and to know I always have my friends with me.

I dare not say it's perfect, but I am grateful to just have.

I experienced lost. Great lost I must say.
With that, I learned a lot.
To always be thankful.
To always be ready.
That everything and everyone that we think belong to us, is not ours.
To be prepared that in any second and anyway, if its written that its not ours,
then we have to let go.
Back to where they belong.

Yes,
It is not easy.
Yes,
It is painful.
and Yes,
life still goes on.

With that said,
I just want to say
yes Dear,
Life is not all pretty and awesome.
Life is not all laughter and happiness.
Real life is everything.
With sadness comes smiles.
With laughter comes tears.
And,
In between we are happy, in between we are hurt.
In between we are mad, in between we fight.
Some lose and learn. And win.
Some just lost.

Okay, my point is you don't go brag all over every social network you have that your life is super duper great.
Every single day.
Every single thing.
Aren't you tired?
We are all tired.
Tired of laughing our ass off.
Because we know, real life isn't like what you brag.
We are living to. Remember?

So it's okay if you take some time off bragging that is almost 'riak' and 'takabbur'.
Back down to earth.
Because I'm afraid if once, you fall, it is going to hurt.

I'm not sure if I care, but deep inside I hope one day you'll realize.
For the sake of life here now, and hereafter.
A reminder to my self as well.
InsyaAllah.

On Repeat

video

Saturday, January 29, 2011

ini rindu

Ini Reyna.

   
Ini Lisa
They are my housemates in BB.
I miss them.

I miss us in BB.
I miss us when we are out of BB.

I miss our fufu session.
I miss our 'eating' session.

I miss our house and everything that happened inside the house.

memories.
memories.
memories.

Girls, harus jumpa after CNY okay.

When Skool is quite Kool

This is during Majlis Perpisahan Puan Pengetua.  *Muzik latar, lagu Maher Zain ye.kasi touching lebey*

This is PJ class. I just under the tree. Ha ha. Dulu dan kini memang tak suke PJ.

Sempat pose ye dik

The two of the most bising and participative in class. 1 Delima students'

The homework. I ask them to make birthday card. This one got a star from me.


This picture is a winner. Because before the 'birthday card making' session, they were fighting! Now so happy and enjoying the work. I'm a happy teacher!

Shamuga. He's my first star from 1 Delima. So playful yet so hardworking and dedicated when it comes to finishing his work.

Ini Sir.Praba yang disayangi semua.

Ini teacher Anis. Satu, tidak di rotate dan kecik sahaja sebab gambar geli. Heh.

Sunday, January 23, 2011

.A sister so special.

Wan Izyan Hanis.
A girl, a daughter, a sister, a friend, I call, Kak Chik.

My dear,
Happy 20th birthday.

Adikku,
Setelah kisah 24 September kita tempuh bersama. Biar tidak sama rasa, tidak sama sakit dan pedihnya, tidak sama keadaan dan situasi kita harungi, tapi sayang kita pada orang yang sama. Dan dugaan ini kita tau dari pencipta kita yang sama, yang satu, Yang Esa.

Segala madah telah kita baca. Segala kekuatan telah kita kumpul agar kita dapat terus berdiri, masih berdiri di sini. Di saat ini.

Itulah kehidupan.
Sakit, perit, tapi masa tetap berlalu pantas.

Semoga dengan kekuatan dan ketabahan kak chik, dapat kak chik teruskan kehidupan dengan lebih cekal di sana. Doa kami di sini sentiasa mengiringi Kak Chik.

Salam sayang,
Kak Anis.

Out Of Nowhere

I did something stupid. So stupid.
I'd happily slap my face.

I prepared a metaphor I'll share with you.

Here goes :

I have a very good salesman coming to me asking me about some products. Not even his actually. But he's kind enough to help and promote the products to me. Maybe I seem like in need of that kind of products. Well I had my share with the products but they really aren't what I actually need. I must say not my likings. So I said no.
BUT this 'clever' mind of mine, blurted out and say 'I like you' to the salesman. *doubleuteef* of me. Thank you.
Now I bet the salesman won't promote any kind of products to me anymore (which is good)
Now I am so malu with myself. I wish the salesman lupa everything. Haha
You are still cute mr.salesman. But u gotta stop being a postman. You gotta deliver your own letter and products sometimes. You deserved a good consumer. A loyal one. :)

Important Note : This is just a long metaphor. Not a true story.

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Photopraphers that capture. Picture that speaks.

I believe a great picture speaks for itself.
But I wish to speak (write) for the man behind the great pictures.

Hafiz Atan and Azizi Lee were Phya & Pires, 1.1.11 wedding photographer. Being the maid of honor to the beautiful bride, I was at the wedding ceremony even before it started until it finally ends.
Which also mean I was there behind every scene of the ‘Photograph session’.

Being directly and indirectly involved with a lot of wedding (uncles, cousins, all sorts of relatives, neighbors, best friends, you name it…),
I’ve had my share with quite a number of Wedding Photographers.
I’ve seen how they worked and I’ve seen their work.

Hafiz Atan & Azizi Lee.

I would describe them both as ‘Having fun at work’. They enjoy their work much that I think they transferred their positives vibes and energy all around especially to the Bride & Groom. This is a good thing because when the ambience is positive, the Brides are happy, you’ll get happy and pretty pictures.

They are very good at what they do. Very simple and clear instructions are given; chin up, chin down, tengok atas, tutup mata, pusing kanan, pusing kiri…

They know what they want and so the B & G know what to do. I would describe them best as ‘Easy and Fun to work with’.

Another thing is, if you are a camera shy like me, you would want to hire them as your photographer. They are passionate, yet relaxed and at the same positively encouraging. Makes you feel confident to be captured as you believe they will capture your best and you picture will turn out good.

I also believe it’s important to have a certain amount of this kind of trust with your photographer especially your wedding photographer. Because at the end of the day, they weren’t just a photographer, they were friends as well.

I may be not the right person to talk about good pictures and I may not know all the technical stuffs about photography skills. But when I look at the picture and it speaks to you, gives you a certain feeling and you like it, that, to me is a good picture.

When the work is sincere, it shows.

Last but not least, to Hafiz Atan and Azizi Lee,
One word, Epic!

Yours truly,
Anisnikh.

Hari Kedua. Pengalaman Pertama

Wearing my mum's baju kurung and the watch given by my dad, I feel more confident as I bring along those elements of the 2 most important person in my life.

Without any perceptions and expectations, I went to the school yesterday.

It is known that Monday is Weekly Assembly Day.
So off me and Praba to the assembly place.

But today, its different.

Once, on this day, we'll be busy queing, being shouted at ' luruskan barisan, jangan bercakap, etc...'
But today, we are the one standing up on the stage looking down at the see of pupils doing what we used to.
Sitting up there with the rest of the teachers, I can't help but think ;
How's life is a cycle
How in times, things really change,
and
How fast it has changed.

(At the same time controlling ayu in case there are students like me before that love to check and gossip on our teachers' style -.-")

Call me patriotic, call me boring.
But when we were all standing to sing the Negaraku song, Selangor song, and 1 Malaysia song, a sudden urge hit me.
How I realized,
We are teachers now.
Innocent pupils ahead of us is OUR responsibility now.
It may be only 4 months or less but within that period, they are ours. Our students.
To be taught well.
To be guided right.
With 1Malaysia song still playing n sang by the students, I promise to myself, to take full responsibility with the title 'teacher' given to us.

To be sincere to our work.
To be true to our hearts.
InsyaAllah.

BUT.....
Who ever loved assembly?? -.-
If you do,
You are either plan weird or you are one of those prefects that love scolding us when we talk while walking to the assembly AND during assembly. Heh.

On that day also, we were given a book, 'Buku Panduan Pengurusan Sekolah 2011'. Since we have nothing else better to do, we bore ourselves by checking all the organisation charts, school vision's, mission's, etc...you get it.

We also meet the Ketua Panitia of English subject. Glad that she's helpful. Showed us the English room for us to explore later.

Just a reminder, later when all of you undergo you ROS, you might want to tell the person in charge what they need to do and what we need to do. I think its provided. Mas and Mimiey had given the list to the Panitia. And please be friendly, it will help. although if you are a quiet person like me. In my case, it helps that Praba is very natural and friendly with the staff and teachers around doing his thang!.haha.

On the other note, I was so frustrated that the canteen close so early! Hungry teacher is a Grumpy teacher okay. Yea yea, i had my lunch but it's hard work being a teacher doing ROS -.-" Get hungry all the time.

Oh! and we get to eat inside! 'Tempat Makan Guru' I was so 'jakun'. I act like I'm so cool while walking and checkinh out the lauk pauk. But inside I AM so excited! Dulu masa sekolah tengok dari luar je. Wondering if makanan cikgu lagi sedap. Har Har okay I know simple things like that make me happy.

So I guess thats about it. My very first day.

6.45PM, loceng berbunyi,
Balik cepat-cepat,
Perut lapar, beli KFC,
Makan depan TV,
sambil tengok Tiramisu.

Sekian, Teacher Anis Day 1.