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Di sini kita meneguk rasa

Daripada cawanan pengalaman

Berkongsi cerita rasa

Dalam suratan madah siratan hikmah

Di sini kita selami warna jiwa

Adakah pudar dek  terangnya mentari ujian

Tidak bermaksud hilang

hanya sekadar menyarung pedang.

Mungkinkah terang nyata jiwanya

Kerna tersuluh hidayah rabbnya

Piala jatidiri megah dijulang

Walau berbeza masa dan ruang

Di sini kita kenali kita

Taulan yg sama apakah sama

Berubah menurut arus zaman

ombak ujian

menghakis pantai persahabatan

Aku sekadar memerhati

Kadang penat bermonolog sendiri.

7 November 2012

3.52am

UBM

bismillah...

lama gila x menulis... last skali 8/2?? bapak r.. satu sbb malas, dua sebab *dah x penting dah coz malas tu dah overshadow segala..

bukan apa, klu share gmbr, letak kt fb, boleh tag ramai org.. klu nak bg opinion, letak di fb status and twitter, so the msg will spread widely (or at least wider..)

however, i still believe blogging has its benefits and special in its own way =)

::reflection::

context: studying oversea at least teaches me one thing. being independent!

since i haven't gone back to msia, so ive found a way to heal (temporarily) my longing towards msia especially my fam which is cooking our traditional kuih muih on my own~.

#21a - kuih lopes

#20b - roti canai

if you are one of my facebook friends, u'll find that i upload a lot of photos of food!

How? alhamdulilah, i got a steamer at home, left by the previous cohort for us.

 plus, i have built-in oven in my current house, its kinda a waste if im not using it aite?

Usually i do my projects when i am in several conditions:
- free..
- not so free but will set a time  for it*by hook or by crook
- when i am tension..

frankly speaking, i have a lot of tension moments and maybe that what keeps me keep cooking or baking. haha..

#22a - red velvet cake

starting from this year, i tried to bake and do western foods/ pastry.. why? finding new field maybe~

hmm... juz finished my asgmntS and exam for sem 3 in Macquarie University. so, im having my Winter Break!

insyAllAh, hopefully all my plans will run smoothly... and come back to share my experiences with u...

aslmualykum wbt =D

~my 21st bestday~

 I think , my blog will not be completed if I don’t mention what I got when I celebrated my 21^st bestday last year. So here it is.*even though it was last year thingy but still... i want to write abt it =)

On the last NOVEMBER 14, 2011,

Alhamdulilah, my FB page was full with bestday wishes and prayers. Really hope for the best of them too. Amen.

full of noti~~

Patricianz set a birthday party for me in the evening! (as always =]) love u guys so much! *even I was locked in Anwar’s room for hours while they were cooking~ I am really touched of their effort as they were still willing to set a birthday party for me even though all of them were so busy packing their stuffs for shipping purposes.

Patricianz tht i missed so much!

"botak lincin n seri muka SMLSK"

Some of my Cohort mates threw a birthday surprise party on the exam night. It was a real surprise, started with Mint who suddenly asked me to go to her house to help her with her resume. Thx u guys! Really appreciate it!

~botak lincin~

delicious!!

syukran u guys!

ckin n sue who baked this i think~

Got some birthday presents too  =)

hadiah dari Abg Jijol

hadiah dr Afiq

hadiah dr imran newcastle

bestday cake dr matt n family

hadiah dr uncle nasa

hadiah dr anware

hadiah dr cik Tian wei

insyAllah, may Allah SWT bless ur good deeds. Amin.

ajaq ngaji + bestday iman + hiking

i enjoyed myself to the fullest on last Sunday, Jan 22  n so did Malaysian families here.  

At 11.00am, i waited for Shah, my new friend to come over my house for so called Quran n Solat class. Unexpectedly, he came over while holding two plastic bags, full of onions, potatoes and “kangkung”! 

“These are from my mom... =)”

Waah… it was like , “rezeki turun dari langit u know”! haha… it really brought my memory when the first time I went to Tok Cik’s house in Dungun to learn how to recite Quran . 

“Assalamualykum? Tokcik, ni Mama suruh bagi Tokcik…” i said while handing over her a kilo of white sugar.

Allahuakbar… what goes around comes around I think?

Then, I rushed to celebrate Bro. Iman Ismael’s bestday at Sydney Olimpic Park. Alhamdulilah, the weather was supporting us, sunny n windy though the weather forecast said vice versa. He byebyed his 20s n welcomed the 30s. haha.. 

At 6.00pm, we continued the fun by going hiking. Lane Cove National Park which is just behind of our apartment in Waterloo Rd. the journey started at 6.16 and ended 8.30pm. thanks for everyone who making that day so meaningful!

  

 

 

 

  

 

i'll be back!!

hidup seni pusaka bangsa

aslmualykum?
the sun has rised.. hopefully our iman also improve equivalent with the rising of the sun.

If AllAh SAW wants something to happen, there is nothing that can against Him. I learnt Silat since i was in Form 1 in SMK (A) Kuala Abang, Dungun, Terengganu. How could i join Silat? Haha... One day, i was being bullied by a Form 3 senior. I did not know why but he was kind of urging me to wrestle with him. Since i was so childish, innocent and very tiny at that moment, for sure he was the one who had the satisfaction after all.

when i went out from my dorm (B3B) , Abg Haris walked by me by wearing a Silat uniform.

Err.. Abg Haris, pi mana?

Bersilat. 

Nak ikot boleh?

Jom r..

I rushed to change my clothes since Abg Haris was walking down the stairs already. On that training session, i just sat at outside of the hall, watching and admiring those who undergo Silat training. After an hour of sitting there, out of the blue moon Abg Azrul came to me and pushed me from the back to the middle of the hall.

Aiseyh ko ni.. Meh sini aku ajar ko Silat. 

Maybe he could read my eyes or my mind. Maybe, who knows rite? Since then, i was officially a Pesilat.

Every year there would be an assessment where the Silat Pewaris master, Cikgu Jaafar Ali would evaluate the progression of his trainees. Alhamdulilah, i managed to get high marks for every assessment. There was one time that i was acknowledged as the "Pesilat Harapan 2004" since i got the highest marks among all. i think that was the stepping stone for me to be more successful in Silat.

On 2005, i was able to represent my district, Dungun in Silat Olahraga category C (46-49* not really sure)
 It was the biggest achievement for me since i could compete with the former Johan Pesilat REMAJA from SMK Science Dungun.

On 2006, i got an offer to pursue my study at Kolej ISLAM Sultan Alam Shah (KISAS) there, i joined Persatuan Silat Seni Gayong Malaysia (PSSGM) and i was elected to be the secretary of the society. Cikgu Yusni is a great Pesilat, and everyone was happy and comfortable with the way he trained us. Hard yet soft. I met with those who were really serious in Silat like Abg Tamam , which was one of the toughest guy i've ever met in person. (I dont mind to state that i admire his solid body. =))

On the same year, i was able to represent my college in a Silat competition at Klang level. There i encountered many Pesilat from variety of schools of Silat like Silat Kalimah, Silat Pasak Bumi, Silat Gayong and etc. Unfortunately, i had to against a Pesilat from the national team, a Pesilat form SMK Kampung Jawa. i would say Klang district level was much harder than Terangganu state level. Alhamdulilah, i got the second runner up after all.

The opportunity to go to National Services (PLKN) in Chamang, Pahang contained sweet and bitter memories. One of the sweet memories was i met with the "Laksamana Muda Gayong" and participated in some Silat performances. That was the first time i played Tari Keris, by holding the real keris under his supervision. Thus, i did not feel a must of joining any dances whether Chinese, Malay or Indian.

I learnt Silat Sendeng for a while in IPG KPP, Penang. I was trained to use my elbow frequently in a lot of situation. Though the trainer had to stop teaching due to other commitments, i would say that i was really appreciate the opportunity so that my "langkah tak mati".

Who knows that i could learn Silat in Australia too. Allah SWT has arranged that i would met an expert in Silat Gayong. Alhamdulilah, instead of not letting "langkah mati", i could also able to improve my knowledge of Silat Gayong. All praises to Allah. Hopefully, i could be "tawazun and low profile" with the knowledge that Allah lends to me. InsyAllAh.

"Lan, WAN dah xdak.."

bismillahirrahmanhirrahim....

losing someone that we love so much might be the toughest thing to face on this earth. and losing him/her/them without being able to see them for the last time will be much harder rite.

my grandpa passed away on a few days before Ramadhan approached. i received a msg from my brother saying that, "Lan, Wan dah xdak..." when i was watching a football match involving Malaysian team. Subhanallah.. I was speechless and really could not trust my eyes.. i read the msg over again and rushed to pm my family members. 

my grandpa was a very good person. someone that i look up to. and someone that i give my fullest respect to. he was a complete package person as he could do every jobs that u think a man should do. everything, believe me. 

i had an opportunity to take care of him a year ago when he was admitted to Adventist Hospital, Penang to undergo a surgery to remove some blood clot from his brain. as the effect, he tended to have short-memory lost as he would keep asking where he was for every hour. And my family needed to take turn to look after him. At night, i would find him struggling with wires to set him free from them every time he opened his eyes. and the only solution to keep him calm was to give a sedative injection which would last for a few hours. 

some friends advised me to stay calm and be strong. i know! every time they told me to be strong, that was my monolog. that was my advices to others too. i know there is impossible to have him stand on earth anymore.. and i am "redha" to His fate. All i worried about was my family condition. how about my grandmother, is she strong enough to face this? How about my mother? was she well prepared to receive that news? who would calm them? owh i really wished to be there to do my role as a grandson, and a son..

insyAllAh WAn, i will always pray for you, even you are no longer alive. believe me, u will always alive in my heart.

a tribute to my employer

 

Each of us has our own story. Although having the same kind of story but still, in different versions. We are the lead actors and also directors of our own stories, so make up our mind because eventually it is all about us. Only us.

For the time being, I work as a gardener at a pensioner’s house, at Baulkham Hills, Sydney. Magda, is the name of my employer. She was very kind and well-mannered woman. Here are some of the examples of her kindness.

She does help and accompany me doing my work. At the age of 53, she is the one who manage all the house chores at home since his husband is sick. That is why she hired me, not because she is lazy or incapable to do so, but due to time constrain as she is a supervisor at my university too. 

:: source :  mr google::

She serves me a cup of milk tea and some cookies for my lunch. Initially I prefer not to accept it but I rethink my mind about it after she insists to serve something for my lunch as her social responsibility. She even gave me a new peanut butter and some waffles to bring home which I think it is too much for a gardener like me.

On the first day working with her, she said, “Today is just a very good day as it is not raining, rite? I responded, “Yeah, God bless us.” “Plus, you pray, that is why God bless you and us…” She permits me to pray at her house and respects my prayer time by giving me quite a long time to rest so that I would not be rushing to perform the obligation of my religion.  

Accchheeeeeeeeeemmm!!

Every time I sneeze, she will immediately respond “God bless you!” That is what our Prophet SAW asked every Muslim to do as it is the right of the one who sneezes to be prayed for. (Reference: Muslim RA) Oh yaa, she is a Christian.

This sign is hung on her front gate.

She also compromises with me as I cant touch her dog, Ariel. Hence, all she requires me to do is just allowing Ariel to smell my shirt and pant instead of my hands. One day, Ariel hugged my leg and my hand while I was helping her to lift some rocks from her front yard. He did bite me a little bit as he wanted to play with me. (It was not painful for sure..) “Now, he is your best friend forever” she said happily. That situation reminds me to Kitmir, the dog in Surah Al-Kahfi. 

::Killing your loyal company?? never. ::

I am touched when she said, "If he (Ariel) bite or hurt you, tell me. I'll kill him because you are a good guy!" 

What makes me enjoy working with her is, i am not only earning some pocket money, i also manage to socialise with her husband, Mario and Ariel too. May Allah SWT bless them =)