Al-Fatihah

My Opah just passed away on 28th June 2012. Alhamdulillah everything went smooth, from the time she passed away and until she was buried in her hometown in Kuala Kangsar

What I realized that, it was difficult living with family who could not appreciate you. Not everyone could appreciate for what have you done. There always things to blame others.

It is easily spoken out than easily handle the things yourselves. Just be yourself. Don't be hypocrite.

However, hope Allah accept all the good deeds done by her and all her ibadah.

Al-Fatihah.

Surprise!

My office colleague, bought a birthday cake for me and make a surprise. I'm totally surprised. I never thought that they would do that. Thank you so very much. You all just make my day.

Thanx to Kamil for 'merempit' to buy the cake

So, this is the cake...they kept remind me that I'm 30

Look, how happy I am?

Thanks you for all friends and family for the warm wishes. I'm so happy.

* All photo from Kak Zulfa's facebook.

I've Loss My Precious

I was so happy for the passed one month...but now I'm feeling frustrated. I've just done D&C (Dilation & Curettage) last Monday since the baby that I pregnant with was found without heartbeat anymore.

I just can pray and hope Allah give me another chance to fulfill my dream. And for sure I won't give-up.

Hope...all my friends, pray for me.

What is happiness?

I asked myself...what do we really know about happiness?

Some people said that 'Happiness is went we didn't need anything else in this world'. But for me, people never satisfied with what they have. They always want more. So, what is happiness?

People are wondering how was life gonna be? Would happiness bring shine to life? What is my destiny? Could someone understand and truly love us the way we want? All this question always pop out from our head, but no one could answer... only Allah knows.

Someone said to me 'I want spend my life with someone rather having everything life could have but no ones to share it with'. People need someone in order to complete their life and to ensure that life are meaningful.

But is it so important to have someone by your side, you have to ignore other aspect or your own expectation of your companion. I've once thought that we should compromise our expectation from time to time, even I still holding strong that we should compromise, however there were some aspect that cannot be compromise.

I've once asked 'Why people in happiest moment think their companion has complete their life end up hurting the one that completes her/him? Or the companion just completes their life in the happiest moment but not vise versa?'

Sometime I kept thinking when seeing a couple and talked to myself, 'They surely looks happy. They don't need anything too materials to be happy, they just happy to be with each other.' But we didn't know exactly what they've going through in their life as other people didn't know what exactly happen in our own life. People make conclusion based on what they see and what they belief.

Life always being describe like a circle. Sometimes we were up and sometimes we were down. I think that what's make life more adventurous. Adventurous to explore and keep going on with life.

You know what I think of happiness? Really think about happiness? Actually I don't really know, but I know what could make me happy.

I'm happy to know that I have a husband and family to share every moment of my life.
I'm happy to have so many wonderful friends.
I'm happy to see everyone around me happy.
I'm happy I have so wonderful childhood memory.
I'm happy where am I right now.
and I'm going to be very very happy if I could have a baby... InsyaAllah.

Our future, our destiny...all in Allah's hand. What we could do, just make the best of life and pray that everything will works fine.

I thanks Allah, for everything He has given ... and hope we all find our happiness.

Pass It On

A good story to remember...... true story or fiction, it's still lovely to feel that miracle and magic are around somewhere....

The story began....

He was tired and aching and on his way home from a long day at work, so he almost didn't see the old lady stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His old Pontiac
Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt her? He didn't look safe; he looked poor and hungry.

He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It was that chill which only fear can put in you. He said, "I'm here to help you, ma'am. Why don't you wait in the car where it's warm? By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson."

Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was bad enough. Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the tire.

As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She couldn't thank him enough for coming to her aid.

Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. The lady asked how much she owed him. Any amount would have been all right with her. She already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped. Bryan never thought twice about being paid. This was not a job to him. This was helping someone in need, and God knows there were plenty, who had given him a hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other way.

He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed, and Bryan added, "Pass it on."

He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home, disappearing into the twilight.

A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outside were two old gas pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole day couldn't erase. The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to a stranger. Then she remembered Bryan ..

After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old lady had slipped right out the door. She was gone by the time the waitress came back. The waitress wondered where the lady could be. Then she noticed something written on the napkin.

There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote: "This isn't a tip, it's a gift. You don't owe me anything. Somebody once helped me out and if you feel you want to pay me back, don't let this chain of love end with you, pass it on."

Under the napkin were four more $100 bills. Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people to serve, but the waitress made it to closing time. was still sputtering as he approached her.

That night when she got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the money and what the lady had written. How could the lady have known how much she and her husband needed it? With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard....

She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next to her, she gave him a gentle kiss and whispered soft and low, "Everything's going to be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson."

There is an old saying "What goes around comes around." Today I post you all this story and let this light keep shining.

Good friends are like stars....You don't always see them, but you know they are always there.

My Yahoo.Mail

Yesterday, during clearing my yahoo mail inbox which contain around 400 plus email, i came across an email by my coursemate during univerity. Actually it was a touching love story and i would like to share with all of you....(and maybe you've came across this story before)...

The Salty Coffee

He met her at a party. She was so outstanding, had many guys chasing after her, while he was so normal, nobody paid attention to him. At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him. She was surprised but due to politeness, she agreed.

They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything; she felt uncomfortable, she thought, "Please let me be back home..." Suddenly he asked the waiter, "Would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee."
Everybody stared at him, it was so strange! His face turned red but still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it.

She asked him curiously, "Why do you have this preference?" He replied, "When I was a little boy, I lived near the sea. I like playing in the sea, I'd feel the taste of the sea, salty and bitter, just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I will think of my childhood, think of my hometown. I miss my hometown so much; I miss my parents who are still living there."

While saying that, tears started to fill his eyes. She was deeply touched. That's his true feelings, from the bottom of his heart.

"A man who can say out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility for home," she thought to herself.

Then she also started to talk about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family. That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story.

They continued to date. She found out that actually, he was a man who could meet all her demands: he was tolerant, kind-hearted, warm and careful. He was such a good guy but she almost missed him! But thanks to his salty coffee, she had the opportunity to know him.

Then the story was just like any other beautiful love story: the Princess got married to the Prince and they lived happily ever after. And, everytime she made coffee for him, she would put some salt in the coffee, as she knew that's the way he liked it.

After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said:

"My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie. This was the only lie I said to you, the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt...

It's hard for me to change so I just went ahead. I never thought that could be the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life but I was too afraid to do that, as I've promised not to lie to you for anything...

Now that I'm dying, I am afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth: I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste...

But I have the salty coffee for my whole life since I knew you, I never felt sorry for anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness of my whole life. If I can live for the second time, I still want to know you and have you as my whole life partner, my dear wife, even if I have to drink the salty coffee again."

Her tears made the letter totally wet.

One day, someone asked her, "What's the taste of salty coffee?"

"It's sweet," she replied.

The moral of the story:

* The moral of this story... Don't judge a person from their appearance. Get to know a person before you judge them... 'Tak kenal, maka tak cinta'. It maybe turn up to be a good thing in your life and maybe not.