Monday, April 25, 2011

The Unpredictability.

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Strangers, again- WongFu Productions


Imagine that those stages acted in the video are like staircases, with the first stage be the ground floor.

They are likely to be a bidirectional access.
Perpetrate as an ascending passage or the descending ones.
They take you where you want to be.
With time as a catalyst.
The faster you walk, the quicker you'll be there.
(*If only you get the hidden hint behind this pun.)

or maybe in between the steps
 you might get affix in the mid floor?
Which, in certain point, demands you to formulate what you think you may see in the future.
A further step approaching the highest floor,
or making a stroll down to the lowest base.
In either way, choices are fully yours. 

With exclusion of any obsolete or ancient reasons, 
can you really truly tell yourself, in which standing, status, stage or notch you and your other half are currently at? 

Because I assuredly can't.

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Did you just call my name?

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An evening spent for a wonderful dessert.


Sorry, but I'm taken. :P


and to make this post less narcissistic and egotistic :

Tadaaa!

Me and my hot raspberries with vanilla ice-cream.


Wanna some of this? Are you sure? It's already halfway to the rectum now.

*burp. :D

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Most Favourites.

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I Do - Colbie Caillat



Film Strips of Spring 2010










..and of Spring 2011

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have a classy weekend, big hearts! 
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Friday, April 22, 2011

night whisper..

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In simple words:

the only blog i'm following right now is BINGO.

hehe.

I'm a big fan of you, Shira!!!

:P

Nothing much to break yet.

....??

Freeze! Before you leave,

Please hail a taxi and

keep on tracking the forthcoming entries.

:)

Ouch! You are too sweet that I'm gonna get a toothache. hehe




















Much love,
Owl.

Thursday, April 21, 2011

random post.

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and you too have no idea how much tears have i shed under the duvet, thinking over stuff which I will lose.

and even up to this moment, I'm still crying. 

*sigh.. 

Saturday, April 16, 2011

ha ha. ve ry fun ny.

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Hadith is the collection of the Prophet Muhammad's statements and actions coupled with the statements and actions of his companions.

What makes you think you are more sacred than them all that allows you to take the mickey out of hadiths?

Semoga iman kau bertambah.

*you pissed me off, dude.

Friday, April 15, 2011

Aku cemburu, aku mahu.

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I wonder if jealousy is the ugliest trait that people would construe, or in certain episodes, it might be beneficial.

“Jealousy is a secondary emotion and typically refers to the negative thoughts and feelings of insecurity, fear, and anxiety over an anticipated loss of something that the person values, particularly in reference to human connection.” - Mr. Wikipedia.

Translation:

“Jealousy is when you feel tormented each second you see people around you are in a great deal of possessing the same things you always wanted to have, but unfortunately you’re not titled to grab them all- be it the evident materials or the hidden attention.”

What a heinous affirmation for a start. Can you smell that paradox? Truth exists in black and white. No racism involved. Have you ever heard of a hateful truth? Well perhaps this one is.

Jealousy shows up in many different frameworks and substances. Ranging from communities, relationships, friendships, families, and down to the level of individual outlook, that I’m utterly sure that it has a broader sense of aspects than just these five lineups.


Having said that, let me alone in my own sphere, yapping about my say, in proper lines. 
It’s almost impossible to tell myself why do I always have these quite a number of ideas in mind which have greatly keep me awake/alive every day and night without any single failure, that they somewhat get to clog plagues on my vision. Boo me since I now already got a bee in my bonnet about making them mine. Plus, any of my suicidal attempts are just a flight of fancy. 

I have make much ado about nothing! 

Number one : I always wanted to wear new shoes, new socks, new undergarments, new cardigans, new head scarves, new dresses, new pants each time I leave my house. This is crazy!!! 

why? 
Because the fact that the money I own in Ceska Sporitelna is never meant for personal purposes only. dan...kena simpan duit mahu kahwin esok lusa. 

Number two : I see women with head scarves/ hijabs are now more daring in styling the way they wrap their heads. Getting bored with my square hijabs, I’m thinking of doing the same too, inspired by the outnumbered hijabers out there. Yet again, I’m away with the fairies. 

why?

“E..tak yahla..Pakai tudung ni untuk tutup aurat. Kalau dah asyik nak ber-fashion, dah lari dah niat tu. Ada berapa je negara Islam yang pakai tudung fengsi-fengsi ni. Turki, Singapore, Malaysia..ada lagi la.tak ingat dah. Yang lain sume pakai tudung labuh.” - ‘bukan apa’.

Number three : Flawless skin with bright tone reflection. No pimples, free from either blackheads or white heads. Just like Hannah from ANTM cycle 16. Badly, no matter how I try to dismiss their habitats off my skin, they still there.

why?

Oh come on. Don’t act so naive. It’s all about the monthly cycle. The righteous of stopping the blood from flushing down is obviously not mine. :P

Number four : I think I have to outshine myself amongst others by congregating knowledge about our Islam. I’m too shallow about it. Some of them are fully well equipped with it, while i’m just keep on wondering if I will ever be one.

why?

I have no clear steps or guidelines, I don’t know where to start, but I believe that one day, I’ll drive my force to be in that background. What makes me going is the thought of having a concrete base for myself, my husband, my children, and my people, insyaAllah.


So you tell me, is jealousy always that foul repulsive thought/feeling? 

Friday, April 08, 2011

Palpitation.

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If somebody could give me the answers to all of my questions,
who could throwing out nourishing words or thoughts to all of my doubts,
who would tell me that I need to be rational in every way that I judge,
if only I could bring about all those things to myself, I'd be glad.


If possessive and obsessive come in play,
where the embodiment of green-eyed monster camouflaging the real me,
when only I could conceal the feelings,
if only I could take it easy, I'd be glad.

*****

For all of the above quatrains may send me whirling earthward, 

I pray that one second after the palpitation,

The courage and the valor be the finest remedy for me to

Molding a powerful backbone,

Inhaling the aroma of bravura,

Disgorging the unpleasant savor,

That a single "Like" or "Hey!" will cost me nothing.








With much love,
Owl.
  



Saturday, April 02, 2011

bukan gatal..

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As time goes by, we travel farther and farther each day looking for a better space to breathe in. Leaving behind unsought days and memories. Apparently my survival instincts are honed to look for signs of maturity, I scanned my demeanor for a lump of assessment. If I were to draw a graph, “Days vs. Level of Maturity”, you’ll see fluctuating, intermittent curve, showing slopes.
 That, it reminds me of who will I become tomorrow if I happen to stick on the same scale.

...and as I grow older day by day, I can see myself gradually developing an intense, concentrated feeling towards babies and small kids. They melt my heart. They are like antidotes to any discomfort and twinge. They are the reason I smile besides picturing myself holding a baby tightly in my arms, regardless of how he/she will look like, sitting next to me is my dearest husband. ok, I think I’ve gone too far now. Pardon me. 


Suka sangat berangan kalau boring.

Getting married is one thing, but to be a good wife is another thing. I still remember this one tazkirah shared by one of my usrah mates 2 months ago, where it touched on an issue about 6 types of woman a man should never marry. Hopefully, this will bring benefit to others as well. :)


“Narrated from Imam Ghazali”
Janganlah kamu kahwini wanita yang enam ini:

Ananah - yang banyak mengeluh.

Mananah - yang suka mengungkit terhadap suami mu.

Hananah - yang menyatakan perasan sayang terhadap bekas kekasih.

Hadaqah - yang melemparkan pandangan pada barang dan menyatakan 
               keinginan sehingga memaksa suami.

Baraqah - yang sepanjang hari mengilatkan muka dan rambutnya ( woman who 
               overly obsessed about being beautiful.)

Syadaqah - yang banyak cakap perkara yang lagha dan membisingkan.




On top of these 6 precepts, I’d like to note that not only woman who’ll play the major role in  one’s marriage. Man has his own responsibility too. I’ll only marry a man who knows his tasks well.

“There is nothing wrong with change, if it is in the right direction.” - Winston Churchill.




The more the merrier! :P


My cuppa tea!

Lawanya!!! anak siapa ni ha??


p/s : need to suck up all the energy to cheer for cofc football match tomorrow. Good night!