today is the day inshallah

Title: Bingkisan rasa hati sebelum bertolak ke out station
Location: Opis


"dan tak (dinamakan) kehidupan dunia melainkan permainan yg sia-sia &hiburan yg melalaikan, & bahawa negeri akhirat itu lebih baik bagi orang-orang yang bertaqwa (6:23)"

"Dan sesiapa yg berhijrah pada jalan Allah (untuk membela Islam) nescaya ia akan dapati bumi ini tempat berhijrah yg banyak & rezeki yang makmur (4:100)"

inshallah 2day me going to n9 with my lady boss, kak intans, me have 2 producer in our department one is,my big boss 4 our department- senior producer pak wan n producer pulak my boss intan, hurm malas nya nak gie n9, ari ni tekak rasa perit tersedut udara haze apa2 pun me just terfikir a few stuff, me keje like crazy bila ada shooting, me xder kehidupan, shooting dan out station berbulan2, kalo me kawin still keje camni xker HARU namanya tu? keje ngan tv mmg fun, n xder disiplin sgt yg penting project2 yg kita lakukan tu siap sebelum tarikh on air, tp presure berjumpa ngan manusia2 presure keje dengan terlebih waktu masa kerja shooting sampai pagi sometimes hurmm xsesuai tol ngan pompuan, even lelaki jugak, camne me leh terjebak ngan bidang MASSCOM? ni masa me matrik sebenornya me matrix law, masa matrik me tgk fakulti masscom fun sgt cara belajar depa, law kan kene study hard hehe, nakal ek me ni.jgn contohi sifat buruk me ni tau... nak fun2 jer so ni lah kifarahnya abah mak suh ambik law kita gie ambik masscom so uwarghhh insaf dah ni! so la ni tu pasal me ambik study menda lain so alhamdullilah me ambik teaching di UPM, n inshallah wanna be teacher, hurm jauh lagi perjalanan hidup me nak mengubah corak pekerjaan me, ya allah mudahkan lah segala urusan kehidupanku.

pengajaran dlm kes ni, masa teenage pls dgr nasihat mak tentang pelajaran... jika ia bagus utk di dengar, maka ikut lah akan ia, sbb allah akan bg kifarahnya bila2 masa yg di kehendaki oleh Nya, subhanallah dunia full with thorn, so bersabarlah, me bukan merungut dan xbersabar dgn apa yg me lalui, cuma luahan rasa hati yg pening lalat dan cuba nak jd strong menghadapi dugaan pekerjaan yg melampau! kadang2 dlm kehidupan kita mcm me sampai satu tahap kita akan akan kata kat diri kita thats it! enough! u need to change yr work! dan u yr self akan cari usaha utk ubah diri u kehidupan u! berusaha dlm mengubah kehidupan diri mmg ada tertulis dlm al quran subahanallah! allah xakan mengubah nasib seseorang itu jika dia xmengubah nasibnya!

being as muslims sungguh beruntung, cz u have allah! u have rasullah sebagai yr nabi dan quran sebagai kalamuallah! mashallah, follow segala apa yg quran dan follow segala sunnah u will be save dan hati xtenteram akan jd tenteram bila u bezikir dan bersolat dan berdoa kepada Allah, luahan rasa hati hanya sekadar luahan sedikit... tp yg tahu sebenar2 nya yg ada dlm isi hati u gerak laku u adalah Allah subahanahuwataala!,kita manusia selalu lupa, bila lupa kita leka dan lalai dan ia sgt bahaya, dan bila allah campakkan rasa ingin bertaubat, rasa ingin mendekatinya nya maka dekatkan diri usaha mendalami segala dan yg penting amalan di teruskan dengan konsisten istiqomah, sbb xramai yg akan dpt campakan rasa nak bertaubat n berubah,so bila u bertaubat...inshallah u will be khair fine n selalu berada di dlm lindunganNya! Allah xkan uji hambanya jika hambanya itu xmampu utk menangungnya, mudah me mentype subhanallah, nak praktikkan? Allah jer tahu kan, dan sebaik2 takdir yg allah tetapkan kepada manusia itu lah yg sebaik2nya utk kita, yg kita suka xsemestinya baik utk kita wallahualam, dan setiap kusahan pasti ada kesenangan,Islam itu indah bukan hanya di mata, usaha sedaya upaya untuk berubah dan pelan2 dan konsisten, ni sahaja luahan hati me buat masa ni, selebih luahan hati akan bersambung dlm diary me,moga segala apa yg melakukan ALlah mudahkan! ameen, kepada sahabat2 ku, sis raihan, jay, hanz, kak dila,kak dedeh, faiz, nan, marina, afzan...me going to miss u guys, xper2 kujan remember, hidup kat dunia sementara, segala kepahitan jugak sementara, sumaiyah kekal walaupun sebelum mati dia tetap teguh!!!We have Allah! Allah Akhbar!

I'm a MuSLiM GirL...

I had heard so many stories, about the Muslim women...being oppressed,

I decided that I would find out for myself and so, as one of them I dressed.

I put on some loose and baggy clothes...and then reluctantly covered my hair

I looked at that stranger in the mirror...and thought to myself...who's going to care?

Bravely and undaunted, I ventured out of my room wondering, who I would meet

The very first person I ran into...was my son, who said... "mom, you look like a geek"

I replied... "look, I'm a Muslim girl...do you like it, because this is going to be the new me"

My son became so upset, and said... "you just better make sure my friends don't see"

I looked him in the eyes...and said... "why, I'm still the same mom that you've always known

I've been here since you were a baby, a toddler too...and I will be until you're grown"

I was dismayed and upset...and feeling rather unnerved by the reaction of my son

Becoming very uncertain...not nearly as confident now...I decided I better get this done.

I wandered outside, and awkardly started in the direction of my car...

When all of a sudden...I heard a peircing scream coming from my neighbor afar

With my heart in my throat, as quickly as I could manage...I ran over to her side

"Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones...whatever is the matter and why are you trying to hide?"

Suddenly it dawned on me, as she looked at me with horror and revulsion in her eyes

I felt so crushed, when she said... "you're a terrorist...you're one of those Muslim spys"

I desperately tried to ease her mind...assuring her over and over again...to no avail

I didn't matter what I tried to tell her, so certain was she...that I belonged in jail.

Feeling rather shaken by that silly scene, I decided I would just go to my mom's place

Where I wouldn't have to worry...none of those embarrassing events would I have to face.

I barged into my parents house, shouting... "mom, mom - look at me...I'm a Muslim girl"

Well, the shock and alarm in my mother's face...sent my dad in a panic and a whirl

"Are you crazy?" they said... "or are you just plain stupid and out of your everloving mind

In a mental hospital is where you belong...if not...in a prison is where you will wind."

I started to cry and say... "please, please just relax...why are you taking this so hard"

My dad wrapped his arms around my mom...glared at me and shouted... "get out of my yard"

I left my parents house crying...feeling sympathetic to all the Muslims...and so ashamed

Of the way my family and good neighbors, reacted to my little game

I soon came to the conclusion, oppression of Muslim women did not even exist

The only oppression that I could see, were in those...of whom, my change...they did resist

For tell me, does it really matter on the type of clothing or covering a woman wears

For underneath all those layers of clothing, I am still the same woman that cares!