This is your Bday Gift!

Assalamualaikum..

 

As I made this post specially for my family in Malaysia, I'll would love to say

Welcome to Light of Perfection..

 

I've been thinking a lot, drafting plans, calculating budget *hehehehe

 

Today is 18th of October.. A special day to my dearest Abah..

The one who gave me the name Light of Perfection..

May your prayers everyday of making me a perfect light will enlighten my judgement day so do yours..

 

Anyway this entry isn't just regarding abah.. Its meant for all October and November babies in my family..

Its meant for you!

Abah, Umi, Kak Ain, Amirah and Abg Aus..

 

Maaf la Umi dengan Abg Aus eh, dah tak surprise..

Setelah lama memikirkan apa yg nak beli untuk harijadi semua ni..

Kema dapat satu idea *twink*

 

It may not be

as expensive as POLO bag pack from Kak Ain

as exclusive as FOSSIL purse from Mira

as useful as cash from Abg Aus

or EVEN the love, care, education, physically, mentally, financially, all the comfort I've been provided with by Abah and Umi

everything from my day 1 till today

all the priceless feeling, something which I cant find it here

something which cant be bought

neither cash nor cheque would afford

 

But I've considered many others, this is the best gift which I could think of for now..

I want it to be everlasting.. Until the day we all meet which is the judgement day..

 

Now, it may not seems as valuable as branded stuff or thousands and billions of stack of cash but I believe it'll be the best help in our most needing time..

 

This year, for the first time.. I do korban for myself..

And I did for all 5 of you..

This is my birthday gift to you..

 

Amirah, Im sorry.. I just want something more memorable than shirts for your bday.. Or shoes, or my cash somewhere in the house *don't you dare! I'll be back in few months time* 

 

Abah, Umi, I know both of you did korban every year but this one is from me ^_^

I cant afford to buy you everything you've bought for me

I cant even afford Jannah for you

But I wish to contribute even a little for your entrance there

I hope I've been a good girl, great daughter..

Sorry la baru upload harini, aktiviti korban baru selesai harini.. Tu pun tak dapat pergi tengok sebab ada class, daging pun tak amik sebab tak boleh masak pun kan sini.. :'(
InsyaAllah kita sedekah semua eh ^_~

May Allah bless you all ^_^
 

 

 

Far from home,

 

Nur Akmal binti Mohd Ariff

Krishna Institute of Medical Sciences

Karad, Maharashtra

India.

 



Its a weird feeling

I can't sleep tonight.

Something bothers me..

I rarely have this kinda feeling..

Mayb I did twice or few times in KTT before..

 

I felt the exact same feelin on17th August last time..

It was my bday..

Ya Allah.. I miss my family..

I couldn't express more of this feeling anywhere as I feel weaker, down, feeling like a useless brat, too dependent if they know about this..

I know no one would read this blog..

So I decided to pour it here..

 

I couldn't believe it myself..

Me, the Nur Akmal Ariff which I sort of call light of perfection..

Who's always excited for new adventure and now feeling something weird deep in her heart..

Missing her family..

 

MashaAllah..

I've nothing other than missing word which I could describe..

Ive never been away more than 3 weeks from my parents..

And now its already a month pass..

Im busy everyday..

Time flies fast..

We do contact, call, Skype but its never the same..

It wasn't the voice that matter.

Neither the action which is giving remarking feeling..

Its the presence..

 

I miss it when I answer their call from inside of my room..

I miss it when they ask me for breakfast..

When they knock my door and remind me for solah..

Called my name and asked for some help..

When we watch drama together and each one act like the director..

Serve them is like my aim everyday..

To give the best as what they have provided me..

 

 

Every time I gave them a call, umi will says

" bila ada cuti, nak balik, balik je la "

 

But how can that be possible for me?

She seems to sense of how much I miss her hug..

She always spare one for me everyday..

And kissing abah's hand for a good night wish..

 

They wanted to come..

But I don't wanna trouble them..

Its not easy to reach here..

Its not as comfortable as how you would travel to anywhere else..

At least until im familiarize with this area..

I want them to have the best visit here..

 

Every time I've sad stories I hold myself from shading tears in front of people..

I wanna seemed strong..

 " Tak macho la nangis "

That's my favourite quote before my eyes turn red most of the time..

But in front of You Allah..

I wish I could shade more..

I would cry more..

I miss umi and abah..

 

Umi always says :

" x pe ma.. ma ingat Allah eh.. buat apa2 pun kerana Allah eh.. jangan lupa solat.. doa selalu.. x pe la apa pun org buat kat kema ke.. kema niat kerana Allah je eh.. nk g mana2 jgn lupa baca doa.. "

 

And Abah always remind me :

" solat! jangan lupa baca doa abah ajar "

" be grateful of what Allah has given us..

wealth, health, happiness,

Why do we never thanks Him for all this?

Why do you keep doing the things He prohibited? "

 

Can't forget the day I departed

When everything turn to chaos

From somewhere Abah seems to walk fast

He gave me a packet of chocs

Its Bounty :')

One of my favourite

He says :

" take care of your meal "

I often get gastric and bloated stomach

However the best part is when..

I pass the departure gate, Kak Ain gave me a call..

She told me Abah ran to the chocs store becoz I didn't manage to have

my proper dinner that night..

When he reached Kak Ain, he told her :

" Ini bnda yang paling penting nak bg kat kema ni "

 

 

I haven't finish it..

I love it in a chilled way..

Gonna wait till winter..

huhuhu ^_^

 

Ya Allah as how they taught me to remember You

 

Please remember them

More than how I remember You in all my day

Please love them

More than how they could love me

Please bless them

More than how You bless me when I obey themselves

Please take a good care of them

More than you could ever know how they care about me

Please spare jannah for them

Even if Im not meant there

 

O Allah make me strong as how You made me before

Keep me positive as how You made it a gift before

Bring me the light as how You shown me the bulb

Stay with me as how You never leave

Save me as my Saviour

Accompany me as my beloved

 

Tell them I'm okay

Tell me they're okay

 

Im here for Allah, for them and for my passion

As  how I always express my passion,

the reason Im here for them can make thousand books of endless pages

compare the passion I've kept years in my heart

And for You with my soul in every heart beat

InsyaAllah~~

 

Make me a good Med Student O Allah

Make me a great doctor

Who serves the ummah

Spreading the smiles within The Syahadah

 

May Allah bless my family

InsyaAllah

Lots of blessful love to Al Nassir-ians

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Friend Who Reminds You of Allah SWT is The Best Companions

WARNING!! If you feel like reading this story and start judging everyone in it, Remember! only Allah SWT is the best judge.. If you still do so, better don't even start reading it..

Read and take the moral values out of it..

 

 

 

Its all started in KTT..

 

A place where we met..

We started to become close..

Like sisters and we act like one too..

Our friendship is too perfect..

We never had any misunderstanding..

Its like she understand me like how I understand myself and vice versa..

 

We aren't too nice but never too wild..

Both are sometimes quite innocent in our own way.. hahaha

However, I take her as PERFECT..

 

Together we learn to know Him deeper..

The Almighty Allah SWT..

The more we get closer when we learn about ukhwahfillah..

We pray, We say, We care..

May Allah bring us together in Jannah one day..

 

Then I get into MPP..

Majlis Perwakilan Pelajar..

Its like a passion to me..

I started to get busy..

However I rarely skip class for any duty..

We still hv time together..

We eat ice creams..

Beli pisang goreng, keropok lekor makcik Gogo..

We still go jogging together..

Adequate time for curhat too.. hehehe

 

Then, Alhamdulillah she met a companion of her life "sort of" hahaha

May Allah bless them..

I respect him..

He's nice, he knows a lot about Islam..

Full of wisdom..

He always reminds her of Allah..

Their family knows about them..

InsyaAllah its a guided relationship..

As I get busy, He's always there for her..

At least, she wont feel the absence..

 

Nearly A2, we get more busy with me having juniors under my responsibility..

But ya, still not too busy to see her in the musolla everyday..

Jemaah together..

 

I put her as..

A friend who reminds us of Allah SWT is the best companion

 

Among all other, we know each other from our past Jahilliyah to our new understanding of Islam.. There's no boundaries for sharing in us.. We always wish that we'll stay sisters till Jannah..

 

Time flew and its the end of A Level~~

 

InsyaAllah she'll be flying to NZ and I'll be flying to India.. ^_^

 

 

 

3 months passes..

Its the day of result..

Alhamdulillah, 4A's 20 points..

All praises to Allah SWT.

 

And my parents start to do all the application for RCSI

(Royal College of Surgeon) intake..

They ask me to change to Ireland..

I told her about this..

And guess what..

Her parents also did the same to her..

 

She apply for Cork uni.. Her sister studies there..

Her application is accepted..

So do mine..

We're so excited..

Alhamdulillah..

 

However Allah has a better plan..

She's a MARA scholar..

MARA approves her appeal in changing the country..

But not mine..

I'm a JPA scholar..

Im bounded to India from the first day itself..

Its gonna take forever to change the clause..

The JPA officer ask me to stay..

India wasn't so bad itself..

So I made my decision of not changing..

Not even appeal of doing so..

 

KI started..

Again Im one of the MPP AGAIN..

And this time, Im the VP..

Things are getting busier..

Busy than I could ever imagine..

3 events per week..

Preparation, invitation, from A to Z..

 

While she starts working at an overseas study agency..

Both are getting busy..

However she does have holidays on weekends..

But im too busy preparing for next event..

I.. I myself creates a gap between us..

We rarely contact..

Every time she ask me for an outing, I could only say sorry..

Till now I'm sorry dear..

 

She even come to KTT, for Islam Awareness Week but I was busy preparing for another event of KI..

I know she's sensing all this..

I know she's hurt..

I know she's losing me..

I know..

I know..

But I did nothing..

I just wish she would understand that I wont be there for her forever..

Again, that's a mistake I did..

I only wish she could understand but I never try to..

Its never fair for her..

Im sorry..

 

KI has come to the end..

Now, Im free..

I wish I could make my time for her..

However it turns that she's too busy for me..

Its almost Ramadhan..

I ask her if we could do iftar together..

But she don't think its possible..

Its almost time for us to leave our family..

She told me that we should spend more time with our family..

So, I guess there's no chance of us meeting..

However she keep posting and saying that she miss me and adek so much..

I wish we could do something about that..

But I feel bad if I interrupt her family time..

I would like to have my own family time too..

I'll be flying a month earlier than herself..

 

Its few days before Ramadhan..

One day, I saw her post in FB..

An outing with her former schoolmate..

I was hurt..

But I know I made a mistake earlier..

I cant do anything other than keep it to myself..

The next day, I went for a program..

A Daurah..

With my juniors..

One of the topic touched was ukhwahfillah..

It reminds me of her..

How could her..

She says she missed us..

She can't make it to meet us..

In that emotional state, I send her a message in a way of public but only she would understands..

I know no one else will except for her..

I know her wisdom..

I know she'll get the message..

 

The next morning..

I received a FB message from her..

She's sorry but she's kinda pissed off because I made it public..

Well ya.. Its my mistake too.. hihihi

But im quite sure no one else would understand it except for her..

Maybe it was too clear for her..

hahahahaha ^_^

 

We're in a complicated state for few days..

Adek was a total clueless of what happen..

None of us, explain to her..

Poor adek..

 

Her stands was that she wanted to spend time with us but we're too busy..

Ya we are..

Okay..

 

Then we're cool again..

hahahaha ;D It was a funny moment to remember..

 

I told her I don't wanna lose her..

We're not even in miles away, yet we've turn to broken pieces of memory..

 

We keep ourselves in touch..

Facebook-ing each other..

 

Few days before I fly..

We do communicate.. Texting.. I rarely reply her..

Was too busy celebrating raya..

Having all last moment before stepping to medical life and leave Malaysia..

I try to do my best as a sister, daughter, muslim..

She'll be flying too..

I assume she would understand this more than anyone else..

"ASSUME"

 

 

14th August 2013

 

Today is the day..

I'll be leaving Malaysia..

Leave my Family..

Everything seems not right..

Arrghhh... Cant think of anything..

She did text me..

Indeed many do.. I cant reply everyone..

Of course, relatives are the priority..

But, she did give me a call..

We manage to talk for few minutes.

 

I leave my house around 5.30 pm..

Reached KLIA around 6.30 pm..

I was the last student checking in.. hihihi :P

No sign of her yet.. Hurrmmm :(

 

Its Maghrib.. Everyone went for prayers..

I may take a longer moment as abah reminds me..

To perform solat sunat before leaving..

May Allah bless my journey..

 

When I went out from the musolla..

Everyone has started gathering on the stage..

Ya Allah.. Its almost time and I didn't even sit with my family yet..

And it turns out that my destination has changed..

At first I should be landing in Mumbai..

Then it's changed to Bangalore for transit and then to Pune..

On the day, few minutes before leaving everyone..

We're surprised by the change to Chennai then only to Pune..

Okay not a big deal at the first place..

We'll have guidance with us..

 

Then I met few of my schoolmates sending me off..

Thanks Istianah, Rasydan and Husnul..

Straight after that, I run to my family..

Only 5 min of a hindi sad, tears and onion scene.. hehehe

We leave to the departure gate..

I was stopped by my junior..

My adik usrah..

I wish u're doing fine dear..

 

As I reached the gate..

Everyone from other uni has left..

Only my uni mates waiting for me..

And this is the moment when everything shattered into broken glasses..

I was the one leading my group..

We're shocked by the most unexpected surprise..

We wont be having any guidance..

Our guidance accidently has bought different destination ticket..

His ticket is to Bangalore..

We're dead meat..

 

WAIT!!!! Let rewind few moment before this surprise came into the scene..

Yup.. She's there.. 

I was in hurry and she called my name..

I heard her as clear as strikes..

She holds my hand..

But..

But..

But..

I return to her saying,

"Sorry but I cant talk to you right now"

and straight went to my group..

 

I know she was shocked..

HURT..

REALLY HURT..

I'll feel the same way if im her..

But everything went out of plan..

After few minutes briefing, JPA officer ask us to get into the gate..

I sneak out and went back, grab my parents hand..

Giving a big hug to my family..

Take my hand carry case and get down the gate..

 

Ya..

It was so fast..

I cant believe it myself either..

As I reach down.. I remember her..

Where is SHE?

Ya Allah where is SHE?

I know the voice is real..

The touch wasn't an imagination..

She was there..

 

I looked up..

Everyone's waving at me..

My family, my schoolmates, all other KTTians friend, my adik usrah, juniors..

EVERYONE except for her..

I know it was her..

She promise me that she would come..

And I've HURT her..

HURT her to the most deep..

 

The only thing I can do is pray that whatever I'm thinking at that moment wasn't true..

Keep saying in my mind..

She'll understand..

I believe she'll..

We're always too perfect before..

 

However the chaos doesn't end there when one of my group mate just realize that she doesn't have her boarding pass from Chennai to Pune.. 

No guidance..

Loss boarding pass..

All 9 girls..

Panic attack..

And our gate for departure changes..

Almost get into wrong gate..

It wasn't the departure I always dream of everyday..

 

Alhamdulillah I've reached India..

 

Thing I do :

 

Call my family

Take care of myself and our group

Get some rest

 

Then we finally reach Pune, we've to wait for our guidance..

We reach Pune around 7 am and he arrives around 11.30 am

hurmmm =.=

 

We take bus to KIMSDU..

It takes around 4 hours of journey..

As we reach, settled down..

Bla.. Bla.. Bla..

Its my birthday on 17th..

Even this special day I turn out not to care at all..

The day I turn 20, seems like nothing happen..

Getting heartless..

We're busy like crazy..

As we start class..

We have exam every Saturday..

Viva almost every month..

My bb went stuck..

Gotta wait until Saturday to buy a new hp..

I remember of her, but cant find her number..

My hp is stuck..

Cant get her number..

 

Bought a new hp..

Use India number..

bb getting well..

Take her number..

Whatsapp..

Intended to surprise her..

She guess I was someone else..

I play the game of her trick until she's busted..

To the dead end she confess that she know it was me..

The picture in dp was quite obvious actually..

Okay, she ended the conversation in short..

I'm feeling the coldness in her messages..

 

OKAY!!!

SHE's huuuurrtttttt...

I mssge her on FB explaining everything..

At first she doesn't seems like forgiving me..

After I made her a full long tiring emotional essay..

Only then she really act like usual..

We start chatting again..

Laugh and be like how we always do..

I told her to tell me when she's about to fly..

 

That was last week..

Today..

Tonight..

At 9.00 pm India

11.30 pm Malaysia

I saw a post in FB from our KTTian friend on her wall saying good bye..

Study well..

Actually my housemate saw the post..

She asked me when is her flight exactly..

I told her it's impossible to be tonight..

She didn't say a word..

 

I give her a call and no one answer..

Its a voice mail box..

I don't feel good about this..

I call 'him'..

And this conversation, what make me writes tonight..

He told me that she has leaved..

He has just returned from sending her off..

I ask of why didn't he told me..???

He told me of how I never appreciated her..

How I hurt her..

Everything that I've done on her..

I hang up the phone..

I respected him..

And it turns to dust tonight..

A wise is blind by love..

Wisdom fooled by emotion..

 

MashaAllah, in the name of Allah..

I've hurt her on my departure day..

I wasn't hurt that she didn't tell me tonight..

Even if I knew, I cant even send her off at KLIA..

I was shocked..

As tonight, I've just bought her something online..

Her departure gift..

To be send to her house..

I know I didn't do well on my departure..

I wanted her to hv her departure in a good way..

 

Maybe she doesn't want to burden me..

She know I was too busy..

Or she might just wanna start a new life..

Leave all bitter memory behind..

 

U'll never have a chance reading this now..

U might be sleeping in ur flight..

I just wanted u to know..

How much I'm sorry..

 

Priya Roy Mdm did say,

"sorry wont made things better"

 

"Life is a reality without eraser"

 

May Allah bless you dear..

I love you for the name of Allah..

Till we meet again..

Im sure of that.. hahaha ^_^

Hv a safe flight..

 

Welcome to a medical student's life~

 

 

A friend once told me,

 

A friendship without torn, and only roses aren't true friendship..

Only by having more and more misunderstanding u'll know the person better..

 

Never Assume.. ASK :)

 

Never conclude, Investigate..

 

Wisdom is not enough by only having it..

 

There's only ONE in this whole world.. Whole life.. Which would love your sorry.. Which will never get bored hearing it in our prayers..

Allah SWT

 

InsyaAllah..

This is a friendship story..

May this ukhwahfillah stay till jannah..

 

 

Among all, I only bring this note book with me to India

and its from you..

 

 

Dear,

If you're reading this.. Im sorry.. Even u might hv get tired listening to it..

You are indeed a friend who reminds me of Allah SWT..

And I believe you're a best companion.. <3>

 

Proven I'm not really a good friend..

Sorry if I ever made this to anyone else too..

 

Assalamualaikum ^_^

 

 

 



 

 

 

 

 

Tika guruh tiba, Aku kaku..

Di sana, pabila guruh, kilat mengunjung tiba..
Kami mengucapkan syukur atas keindahannya..
Kami bertasbih memuji ciptaanNya..
Kami bertasmid gembira dalam ketenangan tayangan alam..

Namun disini, kini..
Apabila ciptaan agung ini tiba..
Aku berzikir kerana takut akan bunyinya..
Akan cahaya terangnya..
Aku beristighfar menakutkan mati disaat itu..
Mengapa? Kenapa?
Adakah aku takut mati dipanah olehnya?

Kenapa aku tidak merasakan begitu semasa disana?
Adakah kerana aku sendiri tahu..
Sungguh banyak yang akan ku kesali kerana mensia-siakan hidupku kini..

Ya Allah, berkatilah aku, temanilah aku..
Mungkin mereka tidak bersamaku..
Jadikanlah alamMu temanku, kalamMu rakanku..
Berikanlah aku keindahan ibadahMu..
Keasyikan mencari cintaMu..

Hanya Engkau tujuanku..
Pertemukanlah kami dijalanMu..
Aku rindukan akhawatku..
Ubatilah rindu ini dengan cinta agungMu..
Berkatilah kami ya Rab..

Didalam kerinduan ini, 
Dikala aku lari, jauh dari cintaMu,
Teringat aku akan kata-kata sahabatku,

" Dalam apa-apa yang ingin kita lakukan, fikirkanlah apa balasannya jika pada saat itu nyawa kita diambil.. Adakah kita ingin mati didalam keadaan yang hina atau mulia.. Kita baik dikolej, solat berjemaah, mengaji bersama, namun bagaimana kita dirumah? Adakah sama baiknya ketika kita di kolej atau sebaliknya? Kita tidak semestinya hanya akan mati di kolej.. Kita boleh mati dimana-man sahaja.. Jadi janganlah kita hanya baik di kolej.. "

Masih tidak aku mampu melakukan semua itu, 
Namun aku percaya cinta itu buta,
Lebih lagi cinta kepadaMu,
Nothing is impossible for a believing heart,
Seringku tersungkur dengan nafsu, 
Hiburan dunia, Namun Engkau mengejutkan aku,
Terima kasih Ya Allah,
Tidak mampu aku berkata apa, kecuali I love YOU.

Perfectionist!

Assalamualaikum dearies, 

Last Friday, I watch a television show entitled HIDAYAH! Guess many people knew about it.. The topic discussed was kenapa jodoh lambat something like that. But that's not what I intended to share here, I mean its not the main point but it is important to know.

There were about 3 reasons mention, 1st is due to lack of social communication, 2nd, I kinda forgot what it is and the last one is being too perfectionist!

The main idea I'm bringing in is the perfectionist! In the show, they describe perfectionist as someone yang sentiasa nak semua benda jadi yang terbaik dan dia x boleh nak terima kekurangan orang lain.. All the time these type of people akan wonder kenapa orang lain x boleh jadi perfect macam mana diaorg boleh buat.. They will start to judge people and think others are stupid and dumb.. 

Then the ustaz proceed by describing a relationship, where you would not get someone which is perfect as your partner, you'll get someone which compliments you. Humans aren't perfect, but its our partner which compliments us and make a perfect family, InsyaAllah.. 

He also mention that, these perfectionist most of the time akan lebih berseorangan sebab diaorg x rasa orang lain layak utk berkawan dan lepak dengan dia.. At the end, the ustaz cerita sikit impact of being too perfection.. You'll be alone at last, and life is not about being the best all alone.. 

Take a deep look in this situation, why are we created by Allah at the first place? To be an abid, to be a khalifah.. Do you know all this? You don't? Refresh your Holy Quran, Surah Al Baqarah, ayat 30 and Surah Al Dzariyat ayat 56.. Being an abid, is taking care of our relationship with Allah while being a khalifah is about our relationship with humans.. therefore in this case, are these perfectionist apply these 2 objectives of living? 

 Yup, as muslims we need to be the best but not everyone can be as good as we are.. This topic actually reflect myself, where sometimes I never give a chance for someone else to do my job, or help me out as I believe that they can't do as good as how I can. But in the end, I'll be left alone and there's no more passion in doing the job. 

I realize even how perfection we believe we are, or how good we are.. We can never live alone.. We always need others in our lives.. Its good to be perfectionist but in a appropriate situation.. 

So, lets reflect ourselves.. Do we push others away for not being as good as we are? That's a question that each of us need to answer ^_^ 

xoxo nurakmalariff

Allah is always around..

Assalamualaikum dear bloggie..

Its been months.. There's so many things happen at the same time back to back.. A Level examination, Graduation Dinner, BTN, ON9 Bakery.. Yup! so many in deed.. I always thought A Level would be the end of everything, and I may start over.. 

However things doesn't seems to work that way.. Away from tarbiyyah, naqibah, akhawat.. Huhhh =.=' Believe me its hard.. To maintain your iman, solat ikut waktu, recite Al Quran setiap waktu solat.. Surau is not like next to your house, not like KTT..

And that's not all.. There's something more serious happening which I'm not sure whether I'm ready to think, to talk about all these things. Am I matured enough? Yup, in most cases I'm but this is not an assignment or task for me to complete it. I had go through this case once but at that time, I had someone helping me out.. Someone which I believe the most.. One that I already consider as family..

But this time, he's no more there to help me.. I decided not ask help from him this time.. At this moment, I feel so lost.. This good friend of mine always remind me, " jangan bergantung pada manusia, Allah yang Maha Mengetahui, cukup lah Allah bagi Akmal ".. And for the sake my love to Allah, ikhtilad perlu dijaga..  Alhamdulillah, I have Allah all the time.. And a drop of tears for Him, vanish every single prob I'm having..

 It hurts when you have to stop yourself from doing something which you believe you needed the most at that time.. All this while, I have my akhawat all around me, they could spare some words and make me feel better.. But now, we're all are home.. And things are different since I entered KTT.. I need these type people around me.. Most of the time i might seems strong but actually I always need you guys..

Missing all of you KTTians and all the pengisian you all shared with.. 

XOXO nurakmalariff

It's not just a story, It's an Experience..

Assalamualaikum.. As I mention before, I'll start to write again.. In my head now, there's like millions of word flying here and there.. Hmm, I'm quite confuse on which story to share..

KTT, I'll still have a half year there, so I'll share about it later.. Coz now, I have a better story to share.. As usual, for every single novel I read, I'll share about it.. I know its been a while since the last update on novels which I've read.. For these few months I've read novels by Sophie Kinsella and Emily Giffin.. *Im a slow reader anyway* hahaha :D

However, last week a friend gave me a novel as a present for my coming bday.. A novel which is priceless to me.. It's very meaningful to me and I think It suits me well.. the novel I'm talking about is Contengan Jalanan. It's a novel for Ramadhan <3

This novel consist of two parts, Fend and K-square.. Actually I've only finish Fend, hehehe but too excited to share.. The first part of the novel is a story about a guy name affendi *in short fend* he's an ordinary guy which loves music and a photografer as well.. One fine day, he met a girl name lia, which trigger him to think of a quote "the 11th hour" or to more correct, ' a man who decided to change on the 12th hour died on the 11th hour '..

During Aidid's wedding, Fend, Chad and Aidid gather and hang around reminding their childhood days.. Along the days in Perlis, Chad sound different and a bit serious sometimes which make fend and aidid feel worry.. He keep saying that money aren't anything even when fend says that he has a good job, now staying in Texas furthering his studies.. This makes fend feel weird and eager to know why?

Few day after Aidid's wedding, Fend went back to KL.. Out of no where, chad call him and ask fend to join him in a backpacking journey to Australia.. Yup, free tickets for fend, to and fro.. :) Fend was a bit shock and chad convince him to come a long.. They leave on the second week of Ramadhan..

As they reach Australia, chad tell fend about his idea of mosque hopping.. At first, fend dont feel comfortable with that idea, but he just get along as it's chad's idea to come to Australia from the start..

They stay there for a almost about 2 weeks.. They stay at Punchbowl Mosque and meet new friend Imam Zakariyya, Tok 'Abdul Kadir, Akmal, Bapak Tono and Brother Ade.. All of them have their own story of life.. Living there changes fend and chad 180', they do almost all of the things that they rarely do or never think of doing in their whole life..

A few days b4 coming back to Malaysia, fend ask chad what makes him take the first move of coming and do all these ? and chad answer in short, 'the 11th hour' .. That's a freaking goose bump for me and for fend too.. Then, they talk about the quotes..

When they went back to Malaysia, everyone are busy preparing for AidilFitri.. But as for them, it's sad coz Ramdhan is leaving.. They went back to Perlis together, celebrate AidilFitri.. okay... This is a momnt where i dont know how to write..

In the middle of the afternoon after Zuhur during the first day of raya, chad when out to look for ice for the drinks, suddenly there's a clash sound.. it disturbed everyone attention.. fend and tok went out to see what happen, its chad on tok's motorcycle being hit by a lorry.. the whole world like stop when i read that part.. a moment b4 chad went out, he tease fend, and fend like usual kinda ignore him.. its sad.. :|

Fend was very sad.. But he accept that fate that chad is a man who does not reach the 11th hour yet.. he changed on the 10th.. Alhamdulillah... :)

I know this post is a little bit long, i dont know how to simplify the story any shorter.. when u read this, u might not feel how i do when reading the novel.. so, it would be better for you to try read it yourself..

At the and of the first part, the writer wrote :
Ini hanya sekadar
contengan perasaan
contengan pengalaman
yang mungkin buat kamu bosan
Tiada plot, tiada seni
Bukan utk mereka
yang tidak mengerti
Ini; memori manusia-manusia itu
Ini; hantu masa laku

I heard of the quotes months before i knew the existance of this book.. To me reading is like a dejavu because KTT is like Australia to me.. And we're about to welcome Ramadhan.. It changes me.. And i hope it'll last for long.. InsyaAllah.. Now, I'll continue reading K-square story which is the 2nd part of the novel..

For anyone who's interested in reading this book, you can borrow it from me if you want by contacting me.. Sure you know how to find me right ? hahaha :D That's all for today, hmmm it's late already.. Nite peeps, Assalamualaikum <3