Sahur tak hari ni?

Aku tak.. terbabas pagi tadi. Sedar2 je 5.59!!! Hampeh.. tak pernah lagi jadi camni. Dah le berbuka semalam just sepinggan mihun dgn 2 ketul kuih. Ingatkan nak makan mihun yg lebih masa sahur.. boleh terbabas lak!!!

masih gundah

i feel like crying.. 'it' haunted me for ages :-(

gundah gulana

Hatiku gundah...

I Dreamed a Dream

I dreamed a dream in time gone by

When hope was high and life worth living

I dreamed that love would never die

I dreamed that God would be forgiving

Then I was young and unafraid

And dreams were made and used and wasted

There was no ransom to be paid

No song unsung, no wine untasted

But the tigers come at night

With their voices soft as thunder

As they turn your hope apart

As they turn your dreams to shame

And still I dream he’d come to me

That we would live the years together

But there are dreams that cannot be

And there are storms we cannot weather

I had a dream my life would be

So different from the hell I’m living

So different now from what it seemed

Now life has killed the dream I dreamed

Mimpi lagi.. aku sedih :-(

To Shieda

I found Shieda's blog thru her fiance's blog, Hannan. Rasanya dlm awal tahun ni kut aku terjumpa after being introduced by my office-mate. Aku cuma sempat baca post yg terlatest je.. those posting during her time at Moscow memang aku tak baca lagi until today.

Blog ini seperti dah lama diabaikan..setiap kali membaca blog Shieda aku rasa syahdu. Tambah lagi bila baca posting at her fb. Walaupun ringkas tapi aku seakan faham resah dalam jiwa Shieda. Kerinduan pada her other half seakan meruntun jiwa. Walaupun ia cuma cerita cinta, aku yang cengeng ni memang mudah sgt terasa dgn apa yg dia lalui. Mungkin aku salah menafsir atau pada Shieda semua tu takde apa2 pun... tapi aku pulak yang tersiksa dengan apa yg dilalui Syieda.

Dear Shieda,
If you ever read my post.. klu apa yang dilalui menyiksa dan meresahkan Shieda... sy harap Shieda terus tabah. Anggap saja berjauhan ini satu dugaan. Dan kiranya ada ujian antara kamu dgn Hans, biar saja ujian ini menentukan kekuatan hubungan kamu. Tapi jgn terlalu mengejar atau menyiksa diri.. biar Allah menentukan penghujungnya. Jika dia yang terbaik buat Shieda pasti ada jalan ke arah itu. Jika pengakhirannya bukan seperti dirancang, anggap saja dia bukan yang terbaik buat Shieda.

Menahan rindu memang perit... tidak tahu akhirannya lagi lah perit. Sy pernah melalui semua itu, dan membaca keluhan rindu Shieda seolah2 sy pula yg melaluinya sekali lagi. Merindui setengah mati dah akhirnya pasrah kerana kehilangan juga. Itu yg pernah sy lalui.. tp tidak pernah dikesali. Alhamdulillah, dipertemukan-Nya dgn yg lebih baik.. walau bukan diimpikan tp yakin ini yg terbaik ditentukan Dia.

Tadi juga saya membaca posting Shieda on ur dad.. bergenang airmata. Kesusahan yg dilalui tak memadam semangat Shieda utk berjaya (read here www.eedasan.blogspot.com/2007/10/ohh-god.html ).

Dgn cabaran yg pernah dilalui tentulah Shieda mampu menghadapi cabaran yg satu ini.

Fisrt post in 2010

Lately aku tak de mood nak ber'blog'. Malas sesangat... blog aku yg lainpun baru hari ni aku update!

Nanti bila ada mood i'll post citer kat sini lak..

Tetamu tak diundang

Blog ku yg satu lagi menerima kunjungan yg tak disangka2.. siap tinggal jejak lagi. Lantak ko le nak kata apa.. ni blog aku, suka hati aku le nak tulis apa!

How To Dance In The Rain

Received email about this story from a friend of mine this morning.. not sure who's the original author, but it is good to share with others...

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How To Dance In The Rain

It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his 80's,arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb.

He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am.I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would be able to see him.

I saw him looking at his watch, and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound.On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound.

While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another doctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry.The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife.I inquired as to her health; he told me that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer's Disease.

As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late.He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now.I was surprised, and asked him, 'And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are'?He smiled as he patted my hand and said, 'She doesn't know me, but I still know who she is'.

I had to hold back tears as he left; I had goose bumps on my arm, and thought, 'That is the kind of love I want in my life'.True love is neither physical, nor romantic. True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be.

With all the jokes and fun that are in e-mails, sometimes there is one that comes along that has an important message.This one I thought I could share with you.The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the best of everything they have.

I hope you share this with someone you care about. I just did. 'Life isn't about how to survive the storm, But how to dance in the rain.'
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