Friday, 24 May 2019

HERMO MAKE IT LIT


HERMO

I am so excited to see this beauty online shopping.

Feel like to shop all the products.

End up, nothing I order.

Sigh...

Dear self

Dear self,

Keep fighting

Keep battling

Keep going

No matter what

God is with you sayang

love,
inner self.

Monday, 19 March 2018

Elhan Emilia Part 1

We enjoyed to spend our time together. Chilling out, hanging out and talk about anything regardless race, origin country but the same faith. I feel enjoy. Because? Because I love to be friend with Elhan.
Muhamad Elhan Irsyad Emran, is the best friend to Emilia. Elhan is from a country that is not local while a future tv presenter enthusiastic, Emilia is a sweet girl from here, Malaysia. They both study in the same university in northern region of Malaysia. 

It has been three months since this young souls knew to each other. Despite the language barrier whereby Elhan is not that fluent in English yet is trying his best to master the language for easy to communicate with everyone here. In fact, he is also desires in learning malay language maybe because of Emilia? Only god knows it.

"Hey you must teach me malay. Please?" Utter Elhan providing a wide smile as usual to Emilia.

"Hey you too, teach me your language to me. This semester, I take Arabic language so..if I did not get an A. You must be dead meat." Emilia responds to Elhan, narrowing her both eyes while look at Elhan.

Elhan's mouth widen smile. There is something about this girl. Her attitude, her style in dressing up. It's not weird but she loves to appear in her own style and be different. Maybe that is the attribute that needed to be as a tv presenter, Elhan supposed.

"You may teach me or not?" Asked Emilia again for a confirmation. 

"Of course! Don't worry. I will help you my lady. Now let's eat the most delicious bread with peanut butter and tea you made for the first time ever for me today."

Once done with breakfast while enjoying the tranquil and fresh morning air at the university stadium, Elhan asks Emilia.

"Would you listen to my recitation of Surah An-Naba?"

"Yes please, go on." Elhan starts read the surah he memorized yesterday. Thus, it is quite not smooth, the reading. 

"Aha! You forgetful kid. Make sure to memorize for real. Now i want to hear from you to read Surah Al-Waqiah."

"But I don't save it in my mind."

Emilia tries to be calm. "What is the use of Quran application stored in your phone?"

"Hehehehe..." Elhan takes his phone then open the application.

"Now it's your turn, read any surah you know." Ask Elhan directly to Emilia.

"Me? Erm...well, ha! My voice is just happened to be not okay today yes. "

Elhan smiles annoyingly knowing that his best friend is lying. Emilia finally takes some moment to start read any surah that she loves and had memorized.  Elhan impressed and suddenly bent his body and makes Emilia worries. 

"You crying or what Elhan? You okay..haha chill man!"

"No...I was..erm...you are so...you know god sends you to me. Incredibly amazing."


"Elhan, do you know there is verse in the Quran claims that 


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"Please, don't feel impressed about it on me? I'm just a normal human being full of flaws. Maybe now you see the good in me becasue? Because god is covering my flaws from being seen of you. Elhan gives a deep stares to Emilia complimenting this beautiful lady silently in the heart.




Sunday, 14 January 2018

Don't cry

Please... dear self but without I realized tears came out. Oh shame. While I hugged tightly Kak Jah my dear neighbor who is a Moroccan happily married to her husband that is of course a Malaysian. They have two beautiful and charming princes and they truly shine bright my life just like the moon and stars in the sky. 

Two years they been living the next door. We laughed, we cherished, we cared and love each other like family. The little kids, they are close to me and my parents. Salman, the eldest one is such a chatter box who loves to come to the house whenever he sees that my house door is opened and would call either me or my mom. 

"aunty...aunty!!!" Shouted him cheekily over the fence from his house and sometimes he would come over and stand in front of the door, refuses to go inside.

"Yes my dear Salman honey.." Replied my mom happily.

"Is Kakak (sister) home?" Asked him while eyes searching for me.

Now that he has became a big brother to Sufyan 'donut habiby', who just turned one year and three months old. Trust me, he is a super duper cute especially when smiling :)
Well,they went back to Morroco about six months ago and I missed them damn so much and always consistently ask when to be back here. Once Kak Jah and the kids were back, I learned that they are going to move from the house to be with the husband who is now working at the heart of Kuala Lumpur. So she has no choice but to come along with the kids. 

So the time has arrived, they moved out today officially. We helped them to put the things in the lorry and wave a goodbye for the last time. I tell myself not to cry but I failed. I hold it but damn, my eyes betrayed me by producing the tears like waterfall nonstop. Meanwhile, when Kak Jah saw my teary eyes, she became affected too. And I  hugged her tightly and all those good memories flashing in my mind. The moment when I baked chocolate cake, I will give some to her, macaroni, nasi dagang (her most favorite), brought the kids to the playground, feed them and played joyfully with them. 

 "You are such my dear younger sister and the kids are such your little brothers. You love them so much I know that...but I have to move for good. Do come to our new house okay?" Convinced Kak Jah calmly. 

"InshaAllah..take care and I will miss you so much." I said and tears keep streaming down my face. Sobs. 

"You are such a good neighbor, you help to take care my kids so dearly, it must hard to get such a good neighbor like this in my new place." Utter Kak Jah that is  fluent to speak in Malay.

"God will find a good one over there." I smiled.

"But it will never be the same. When I was leaving to here, my heart felt so heavy to leave my mother in Morroco but i have no choice. This is life."

I understand.

We then hugged for the last time before they off. Literally, from now on things will never be the same anymore. No more the sounds of little Salman and Sufyan my habibies, to hear them cry, laugh, the wittiness and yell. May them always be showered by His blessing and protection wherever they are. In my heart, do I will always carry the good old time memories of us. The photos and videos that I recorded to look back when I feel missing them. I love you all 

fillah, for the sake of Allah.

Love,
M

P/s: Those memories that will remain in my mind :)




Monday, 25 December 2017

Ya Qamar

That is mean the moon in Arabic

To add on,

ياقمراً في السماء

Ya Qamarun fissama' which give the meaning the moon that is up in the sky.

Honestly, my heart is just blooming when listening to Arabic language which I myself hardly to describe into words. All in all, this haven language has its own unique and special that is no doubt which uttered by God.

To be frank, I am so blessed to be meant and surrounded by these fellow nice friends in my life. This is a beautifully, mesmerized written takdir (something meant by Him) from Allah to me through you. Indeed, personally I hope there will be a lot of good deeds even as tiniest of seed that I can offer to any people without hoping any return and am happy to offer my assistance in any points the best that I can. Let us hope that I will shine and spark brightly just the way my name is - Munirah,The Lighting that will shine bright other's life as well insha'Allah.

Friends forever? InshaAllah



Learning Arabic but baby step

Syukran

Monday, 4 December 2017

Advice for myself

would be

"Take care of yourself." 

Whilst the mind was not focusing of what had said. Again U called, "Hey.." and gesture to my earphone.

Quickly I turned off the music I played on You Tube. With bare expression I looked at him

"Look at me. Take care of yourself." 

And till now I am hanging in there for accomplishing a degree in new media communication here in this certain university 

Hang in there dear self,
there are lot of obstacles to go through further
just hang in there

cause from now on you have to take care of yourself

dear self.

Wednesday, 29 November 2017

Spread Kindness

Good morning world!

As i am writing this, i am in the bus heading to class in Kubang Gajah. Today, i push myself to have liltle bit change from previous day which i need to study at least one subtopic from this certain subject.

From few months ago, we all are so pack and occupied with tasks and assignments be it for individually or group. This semester, we all have to put effort much on exploring new things specially those who is a newbie in 'digesting' Adobe Illustrator and Photoshop. Even up till now final exam is around the corner, still messed up to finish all the haven't done yet -assignments.

Arghhhhhhhhhhhhh!

That is the screaming inside of me that is struggling to get close and fall in love with Ai and Photoshop. Truth be told,the struggle is real when you have no basic knowledge at all. Though you watched so many times the tutorial from Prof.YouTube.

To be make it short, my darling 'brothers' from Uno Gang have really help me a lot. When I ask a favor for the I even can't remember of the time but one of my brother from another mother said

" I will not feed you fish but I will teach you how to fish the fish." -Nasr

A very good brother. See the way he thinks? Brilliant. Means, he wants me to learn in the good way, so the knowledge will stay longer within me. Understood.

Meanwhile, my another brother from another womb, U is not exceptional in lending his hand for me. This helpful one even sacrifices the sleep and time for making what I plan go as planned. I'm touched honestly. That's why being the only child in the family had always makes me wanna have brothers especially where we would always share the laugh and tears to each other, be partner in crime and get good together back and achieve success together. Okay enough, that cannot be happened it's been destined and I have to believe this is the best. Trust me, though it uttered " you are like my real sister or brother." That feeling would never ever be the same instead how many times we expressed the love towards our foster siblings. All in all, to maintain the friendship and spend the quality moment with them all. Still, I am blessed to meet and know these inspirational people alhamdulillah.

By the way,if you guys happened to read this, thank you from the bottom of my heart.I just hope these kind of people will always be blessed and protected and showered by His blessing for any good deeds done by them and

Let it always be sparkling

Love,
M



Thank you. Yes you.