My favorite Eva Cassidy's rendition

Somewhere over there will be waiting the dreams that you dream. Will always be remembered, Aisyah Yusuf...1996.

SOURCE from allmydreaming.tumblr

IF HAPPY LITTLE BLUE BIRDS FLY, ABOVE THE RAINBOW WHY, OH WHY CAN'T I?

Rompakan tidak bersenjata dan penyesalan perompaknya

Buat kali pertamanya, aku rasa bersalah amat. Aku rasa sangat berdosa. Ini kali pertama aku merasa berdosa ketika membaca. Ini kali pertama aku merasa sangat berdosa ketika membaca e-book. Buku eletronik yang percuma, hanya perlu menunggu dalam kadar 10 minit kurang atau lebih untuk siap dimuat turun. Membaca cerita yang baru dimuat turun tadi buat aku merasa berdosa kerana telah melakukan rompakan atas karyanya. Karya master piece yang harganya di pasaran buku Malaysia bukan setanding RM28 tapi sebenarnya tiada sepeser mahupun setrillion ringgit yang setanding dengan karya ini. Pengamatan bertahun-tahun si penulis sejak dari kecilnya membawa ke dewasa ini mungkin salah satu faktor kenapa aku merasa seperti si penjenayah Josh Soros yang menggelapkan nilai matawang dunia, malah mungkin seperti Adolf  Hitler yang membunuh tidak kurang 6 juta umat Yahudi itu.  Ahh maafkan aku. Esok aku bersumpah, akan cari bukunya yang asli di pekan.

Misconception

Almost half way through reading the newly arrived novel  Not Without My Daughter. And from this point I can clearly see one of the many why the non Moslem especially the American hate Islam and Moslem so much. For me, they confused between the religion and the people of the religion whom came from various background and customs and tradition. I am truly sorry and at the same time feels hurt to when there are people who have been abused brutally by the moslem who think they have the authority to do so in the name of Islam. Trust me, I am a moslem and I detest their wrong behavior.. Islam never teach the devoteed to do wrongful things. As the matter of fact, the prophet Muhammad will be very angry and I'm sure will never approve such ugly behavior like what the husband of Betty Mahmoody did to her. 

Things like that happens because their tradition (at the time) were too conservative and worst, too fanatic. I blame it on the people, the doer to be exact. Because I believe there still some kind people who actually use their brain to sort out what is right and what is wrong according to the Koran not CUSTOM and TRADITION. 

The story of struggling mother who will do anything to always be with her child in a inter-culture marriage is actually still happening. And I only hope and wish for inter-culture or inter-race marriage couples to stay together and bridge the understanding between each other's culture. For the sake of the child, for the sake of love.

Stories and adventures

I have big grin over my face today. The post guy finally came with my ordered novel. But before I get my hands on Betty Mahmoud's , I'll like to take a few adventures with the Secret Seven. I have a jolly good time reading it and reminisce childhood memory with the their adventures.

Enid Blyton's is always an old time favourite author of mine. I'm sure yours too!

Around the world

My deepest empathy to all earthquake's victims in Christchurch,New Zealand and Sumatera, Indonesia.

Sung Bong Choi from Korea's Got Talent sing Nella Fantasia

Sung-bong Choi, a 22-year-old manual worker, knocked the judges' socks off with his amazing voice on "Korea's Got Talent." But before that, his story made them (and us) cry - a lot.

"I just want to be like a normal person," Choi said. He doesn't think he sings very well, but when he does, he feels like a different person. You see, Choi was left in an orphanage when he was 3 years old and ran away when he was 5 after being beaten. He sold gum and energy drinks on the streets of Korea to survive. "I slept on the stairs or public toilet for 10 years like a dayfly."

Now Choi hopes to be able to go to school and continue singing.

After telling his sad yet remarkable story, he belted out some powerful vocals, and wowed everyone.

"I just want to give you a hug," says one of the judges with tears in her eyes.

He obviously made it through to the next round, and is being regarded as the next Susan Boyle.

He is singing Nella Fantasia originally sang by Sarah Brightman music by Ennio Morricone. I'm sure many people know the song, it's beautiful isn't it?

Here's the lyric in Italian:

Nella fantasia io vedo un mondo giusto,

Lì tutti vivono in pace e in onestà.

Io sogno d'anime che sono sempre libere,

Come le nuvole che volano,

Pien' d'umanità in fondo all'anima.

Nella fantasia io vedo un mondo chiaro,

Lì anche la notte è meno oscura.

Io sogno d'anime che sono sempre libere,

Come le nuvole che volano.

Nella fantasia esiste un vento caldo,

Che soffia sulle città, come amico.

Io sogno d'anime che sono sempre libere,

Come le nuvole che volano,

Pien' d'umanità in fondo all'anima.

Back from hiatus

Finally! I've finished reading a 722 pages novel writter by Habiburrahman El Shirazy, an Indonesian author. The novel's title is Bumi Cinta. Phew! that explain the hiatus :) It's a very good novel, written with delicious words for one hungry soul. The words like literally talks. I don't think I have to explain what's the novel all about since it is reviewed widely on internet. Go search for it hungry people!Up next, Not Without My Daughter written by Betty Mahmoody. But have to wait for the post guy since I bought online from somebody. Hurry Mr Post guy!

I actually have a hard time typing this entry. My fingers hurt from setting up my book shelve yesterday. But it worth it. Managed to get everything done in one hour without anybody to assist. Who said girls can't do carpentry on their own? :D

Anyhow, school holiday for Malaysian schoolers is almost over with only a day left. Tomorrow everything will be back to busy and endless periods of learning new thing in school. The weather also has become cooler, we have more rain nowadays, thanks to Almighty God.

The talking words

A Muslim scholar once said in his famous book of wisdom, 

"Every morning a default man will ask himself what will he do today. But an excellent man will ask, what will God do to him today."

Wo hen xiang ni men ~

 

I miss these faces. I miss doing this face. I miss the time we have this party in lab. I miss you dear BATIans.

Mother in the Dream 12 years old Monglian boy sing

A 12-year-old Mongolian boy- Uudam (乌达木 Wudamu in Chinese) who lost his parents at the age of 8 in a road accident singing the song-"Mother in the Dream" (梦中的额吉) to his mother at heaven. He seldom talk about his story but when he miss his mother, he will sing this song. Besides, he always dream about his mother, sitting beside him.

The song is in Mongolian, therefore, not everyone can understand the lyrics. However, his singing touched every judges and audiences in the hall without the understanding of the lyrics. He sang out all his love and though to his mother.

A touching song, performed by a boy who got a sad story behind, a voice comes from far Mongolia sending his though to his mother at heaven. A great performance by a 12-year-old boy! He got an interesting and beautiful dream which is to invent a kind of ink that just need a drop to drop on the ground, the whole world will cover with green grass. one more thing to add, his mother wished to see his singing on the stage when she was alive.

This Mongolian boy really...touched me. Deep down. 

Kepada : Diriku sendiri

Wahai diriku,

Ingat lagikah kamu kali pertama kamu nekadkan hati untuk satu azam itu? Azam yang telah banyak sekali mengubah diri baik fizikal, mental malah jiwamu. Ya, kamu pasti ingat bukan? Azam yang ini. Azam yang kamu tanam 5 bulan yang lalu. 

Wahai diriku, 

Tidakkah kamu berasa bertuah hari ini kerana Allah telah mengilhamkan azam itu dulu? Bersyukurlah wahai diriku, kerana kamu telah berjaya mengubah nasibmu. Kamu berjaya menjunjung ilmu dan mencintainya dengan ikhlas. Bukan kerana nilai gred yang jadi rebutan ramai. Kamu berjaya tepis itu. Lihat sendiri hasilnya hari ini. 

Wahai diriku,

Jangan pernah menyesal kerana tiada pernah azam ini terlintas dibenakmu sejak dulu. Tiada apa yang terlambat selagi nyawa belum sampai di hujung kerongkong. Ingatlah wahai diriku, bekerjalah seolah-olah kamu akan hidup selama 1000 tahun, beribadatlah seolah-olah kamu akan mati esok. Menuntut ilmu itu ibadah, lalu bermimpilah, kejarlah, dan lepaskan dirimu. Bertebaranlah di atas bumi Tuhan ini. 

Wahai diriku,

Ingat lagikah kamu saat kamu dalam kesempitan 4 bulan dahulu? Ya, yang ini. Saat itu Mesir sedang berevolusi, sedang bangkit dalam penuh kepayahan. Dan pada masa yang sama juga Allah turunkan ujian demi ujian untukmu, untuk kita. Ingatkah kamu wahai diriku? Betapa kamu rasa dekat amat dengan Allah, seolah-olah Dia sentiasa memegang tanganmu dan memimpinmu agar bangun lawan kesempitan itu. Oleh itu, bersabarlah diriku, dengan kesempitan hari esok. Jangan harus kamu lupa hikmahnya, I get to be tough on myself. Berkeraslah dengan dirimu.

Wahai diriku,

Manisnya hari ini berkat pahit sepanjang 6 bulan lalu seakan sudah cukup untuk buat dirimu berbangga. Ya, kamu patut bangga, tapi ingat janji kita. Ingat impianmu. Jaga janjimu. Wahai semester akhir tahun ketiga, kamu yang terbaik setakat ini. Terima kasih atas segala-galanya. Akan aku kenang sepak terajang serta belai lembutmu untuk pedoman hari esok.

Daripada,

Dirimu.

My photography blog

I've set up a new blog where I'll post my film's pictures collection. Everything is taken using analogue camera and various type of film like negative, slide and black and white. Feel free to view my amateur pictures. 

Here the link to Bellisima Analogue.

Safe and easy

I want to sail away from the safe harbor. 

People around me would say things like,

"Just be a teacher, it's easier." "Work with the gov. They'll guarantee you better retirement plan." and some even say this famous line, "Get married. Habis cerita." 

But my dear people, I'm not that girl.

I don't have this 'easy and safe' future in me.

I don't want it even if I have the chance.

Someday you'll understand.

Above all, sorry mom and dad, sorry I can't pay you yet.

Someday you'll understand.

In Allah's embrace I pray you will have the most luxurious life in heaven and comfy life in earth.

Sorry I can't give you that now.

I may sail through the rough sea someday. 

Maybe I'll made it.

Maybe not.

Someday I'll come back and make you proud.

With Allah's will.

Someday.

Kesal

Saya menulis bukan untuk membalas dendam kerana tiada dendam bagi pihak saya.
Saya menulis kerana ingin melahirkan kekesalan.
Kesal atas sikap encik yang TIDAK PROFESIONAL.
Kepada En. Azhar, pegawai di pejabat Jabatan Pertahanan Awan (JPA) daerah Baling, saya tidak menghargai sikap tidak profesianal encik.
Meskipun saya belum bergraduasi ketika ini, cuma lepasan universiti, budak hingusan  tapi saya berpegang pada etika.
Sekian terima kasih.