If yen or whoever can cook, so can i!

And so i’ve attempted to cook some stuff for my dear husband and myself. Situations does force you to pick up skills and tricks to survive… My parents don’t need to worry much about their daughter’s lack of skills and “interest” in cooking yeah. So what have i tried? … Pasta with a melayu style from my mom’s recipe, soup with pasta..and tom yam soup with rice. Alhamdulilah… It’s a successsssss!

When work sucks.

“O Allah! I seek refuge with You from having worries, sadness, helplessness , laziness , miserliness, cowardice , from being
heavily in debt and from being overpowered by other persons unjustly .“

2 to 3 more months, i’m out of here. i’ve had enough. i’ve tolerated. i’ve kept quiet. i’ve taken the shit. i’ve bitten the bullets. i’ve been stabbed. Ya Allah, plse ease me in my work challenges, Ya Allah plse protect me from those who are zalim, Ya Allah plse reveal the truth and make them realize it. Amin.

How silly can i get?? I forgot to write the most crucial information in the application form. Grrr. Why didnt i check throughly?? Silly, silly me. I hope he will reply to my email about that. He must have thought im super careless la. I hope theres a way someway, oh Allah, please let there be a way to get it through successfully!

Blazing heat

Alhamdulilah, today marks the 6th day of Ramadhan. How i wished that this month is slowly crawling. Oh the blessings and majesty of this blessed month! I don’t really like the idea of saying that this will be the “last” Ramadhan with my family just because i’m getting married soon. Inshallah, with whatever status i’m in, i’ll still be there with my family. It’s 11:15pm now, saturday, no work tomorrow so i’m still up, and frantically trying to get some inspiration and motivation to complete my assignment that’s due on the 12 Aug.

4 pages essay entitled: Islam is a religion that has no clergy system, when Muslims find themselves outside Dar al-Islam, is it is their duties to establish Islamic institutions to safeguard as much as possible of their way of life and identity?

yes.

because of many things.

and what?

aku buntu!!

Let’s talk about life.

If life is easy, this isn’t life. The “life” i’m refering to is of course, the life we’re currently in – the World or Dunya. The here and now.  Life, is not all about everlasting happiness. Life, is also not all about continual misery. Life, is not all about having the easy way out. It is also not about eternal difficulty. It is a test. It’s on tolerance. Patience. Qanaah. Thankfulness. It’s about how one perceives a situation and hence, express themselves  in happiness, or sadness. There can be an ideal life, but the existence of an ideal life, is beyond possibilities.

Life is a test. Not a playground. It is there for a reason, not for co-incidence.

It’s temporary state, an illusion and with “real” simulations – a place where accumulations of merits for the Hereafter are processed.

Hence in every little or major situation you’re in, think about what you want at the end of life.

For me, Jannah. Paradise.  Inshallah.

Is that what everyone yearns for?.

I dread my p.m shift this saturday. A few constructive reasons as to why i Freaking dislike to work in the other department.
1. Not familiar with the many changes with workflow there – blur
2. I dislike working alone there as it can be stressful – unnecessary stress
3. Not familiar with the new drugs added or not added – more blur
4. Dread opening up other places after hours if there’s a need – scary
5. Transportation to go home – probably will take at least 1hour45mins by public
6. I work better with machines than people – becoz i can be a robot

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Five

June 11. Less than 5 months to the next phase of life.
Of being someone’s wife.
Of being someone’s daughter in law
Of being “free” of the tiresome and ridiculously long working hours
Of having a house of my own with my name etched to it

Preps? Priorities? Decisions? Expectations? Worrisome?

Alot of things on my mind, aside frm the big day.

Plenty of things to start on, but im not feeling the drive yet. Especially my essays.

Time to sleep. Working tmr, and yes on a sunday. Merepek. Meraban.

Bulb

As i was having a casual chat with a collegue of mine at work today, ive realised something in me that i’ve never noticed. Maybe its due to my happy go lala and go-with-the-flow attitude that i failed to grasp it. That i actually have a passion for something. And, alhamdulilah that passion is somewhat germinating. Just waiting for the right time to bloom. Even though it’s just a sideline thing to keep my mind pre-occupied, that’s alright. I still will need a stable job to finance d basic necessaties that a S g po rean needs to survive in the ever fast paced and “suffocating” economy. Shall keep my sideline and majorline in check inshallah. Now that ive parked my thoughts of the day, i bid you so long, and goodnight.

8am. Sitting in the work canteen, thinking when is this gonna end and when is d new phase starting. 6 months to alot of critical things.

My job.

My house.

my heart.

I came across a few notable hadith while researching for something online. It somehow reminded me that my actions and intentions every split mili- second really mattered. Yeah, I know. But the fact is, I tend to forget myself. It’s not just “a thought”, or just “an action” that you can throw in the wind and let it disperse and disappear. Something to make me ponder.

Nuhman Ibn Bashir narrated that the Prophet, may Allah give him peace and blessings, said, “Verily there is in the body a small piece of flesh, if it is good the whole body is good and if it is corrupted the whole body is corrupted, verily it is the heart.” (Bukhari, Muslim)

Imam Ahmad Zarruq said, “The heart is the foundation of every good and evil.  Its life and its death are the keys to either benefit or harm, so that which has no life in its heart has no way of protecting itself from evil facilitating itself good.  And every heart that life enters into by necessity it will call it to enthusiastic responses when reminders occur.” So basically every good deed and bad deed emanates either from a good heart or a diseased heart.