Half ze Time

Assalamu’alaikum wa rahmatullahi wa barokatuh. Bersyukur kita ke hadrat Allah SWT kerana masih lagi diberikan nyawa, masih disambung lagi kehidupan, dan diberikan pelbagai peluang untuk menjadi hamba Allah SWT yang baik dan sejati. InsyaAllah. Alhamdulillah, pada 26hb Mac 2012, saya memulakan penulisan “Sebelum Aku Bernikah” ini dengan bahagian mukaddimahnya. Tiadalah harapan yang lebih tinggi dan lebih besar, melainkan penulisan ini juga dikira sebagai sebahagian amal soleh dan menjadi saham akhirat saya nanti. “Nikah”, perkataan ini nyata mengujakan banyak pihak, terutama remaja, pemuda dan pemudi. Bukanlah saya tulis penulisan bertemakan perkara ini kerana saya arif dan mengetahui. Tidak. Saya menganggap, penulisan saya berkenaan hal ini tidak lebih dari sekadar lontaran pandangan dan idea semata-mata. Tidaklah boleh dijadikan dalil, dan tidaklah boleh dijadikan hujah. Hanya hajatnya, “Sebelum Aku Bernikah” ini menjadi santapan minda untuk menjana idea yang segar, dalam

Say, I often don’t admit my sleepless nights ever since my father went away. When I have, I invariably experience a weird kind of happiness from the other person, a “fuh, she was wrong after all!” and it’s worse that that coz some people do desperate, bad, mean, horrible and hateful things to bury their insecurities. Because of that, I don’t share easily. I don’t trust easily. I’ve been told I’m laid back, quite confident and friendly, I tend to let things flow. It’s not that I don’t have my opinions and insecurities – enough that I wonder how I hide them well enough to be considered laid back, confident, even. After years of fighting others’ insecurities, like a disease, I try hard not to let my insecurity run my life. I’ve seen the horrible effect it has on ordinarily nice people. It’s sad to see them in such state. It’s like a demon inside, insidious and hateful. A cancer that destroys kindness. And it’s catching. I’d say money is not the root of all evil. Insecurity is the ro

He was devastated.  His only source of nourishment had disappeared.  It was all he knew, and now it was gone.  Suddenly, the world grew cold, and only strangers surrounded him.  The newborn child screamed.  He thought his life was over. What the child did not realize was that there was someone taking care of him.  There was a plan for him.  And in place of everything that had been taken away, his Protector would provide something better.  The nourishment he had once received only through blood would soon come through his mother’s milk.  And the lifeless walls of the womb—once thought to be his only protection—would soon be replaced by the comfort of his family’s arms. And yet, to the newborn child, it would seem he had lost everything. read more

Sorry to keep you guys waiting. I can't promise you guys how many more part I really need to blog about my trip. Its too awe struck experience!! Where did I stop?Still in day 1 right? We didnt do much activity for day 1 because we had really "good" time on the bus (the 8 hours ride from KL to Kuala Besut is just too painstaking!). All we did was wander around the island (we only had our tour at our beach area because we cant really walk to the other side due to rocks and forested area). After we checked in really early in the morning, we settled down for a while in our room, did some unpacking, strolling at the shores and dipped ourselves in! We didnt gave ourselves a chance to even change to our swimming attire! Why? Because the water is too tempting and cold!hahah! After a quick dip, we headed straight for lunch as the chalet admin called our room number from the shores telling us its time for lunch, how embarrassing! From what I'd remember

The Merchant Daughter: Bangkok! : Salam Sisters :) Wardah Travel in Style goes to Bangkok! Mau smart shopping dengan tips and trick seputar fashion dengan Dian Pe... Ya Ampun!!!!nak pergi Bangkok sgt2 with them but im going in June.have fun ladies!

Pulau Perhentian, Terengganu 23-25 March 2012 What I can say is that it is the best trip ever with my best friends to this island. It was a mere tawakal or just having faith and go on with the trip like there wasn't anything to worry. Alhamdulillah, praise to Allah that everything and every second spend was splendid! It was beyond amazing from the beginning till the end. As much as I'm dreading my feet to go back home, I wish I could stay there longer or even migrate there. There was no hustle, no stress and no connectivity to the outside world. It was only you and the beach. The hospitality was over the top from our travel agent Mdm Ani. She is like a mother that took care of us so much and pamper us with lots of food. From breakfast, to the fruits before our snorkeling session till the fish crackers before we left Terengganu. She even called her friend to pick us up and bring us around the area of Kuala Besut before taking a ride back to Kuala Lumpur. We stay

fyi,im not getting married any sooner.just having the thought and sourcing out all the wedding stuffs.geeeeheee. im looking at Intan Norazam 's blog . it is truly inspiring and creative.what's the WOW factor is that most of the things prepared by herself or DIY for her wedding. I am absolutely flabbergasted by how she can pull everything through.i especially love the veil and blue dress!check out the links for the blogpost! isn't it pretty? check it out!  LAWA KAN BAJU DIA? i guess the dress was made by her own uncle.her solemnization dress was made by Ujies . nak nangis eh kat Kuantan.kalau lah kat KL,aku dah chopp dah .*le sigh* why did i said that?coz nowadays,its very hard to find a very good tailor that can follow your needs of dress designing and follow strictly on our cutting.usually it tends to go either too big or too small or even,different from the design that we wanted. and this is my ultimate like *maybe because i love purple :P* ok till th