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Showing posts with label pictures. Show all posts

Giving up

He knows. It’s more than enough.
I am slowly giving up, it's near to the end, but I guess, my passion is slowly melting away like an ice melts under the scorching sun, well, i don't know. I am seriously devastated that I didn't really enjoy what I am doing, that was once what I want most. Personally, I think that this kind of ups and down feeling is a normal thing that the heart usually does, but lately, I think, it's not that kind of normal ups and down. It's like you're struggling to be honest with your own self. It's wearying the inner side of me. I am convincing myself that I am not lamenting, but it sounds that I do. -___-"

Still struggling to find my old, the enthusiasm side of me, that was long gone since few years ago, slowly fading away. Well, every girls, need a hero, but, it comes to the point that, I, myself, have to be the hero, myself. Yess, power booster. I have to do this!

Sometimes, naah.. maybe always, I always wondered, where did all these strength came from? How could I endured all those things that once I thought was hard for me? and, it always brought me to an answer that...
It is all came from Allah, He, The ONE, who never ever leaves me, showers me with all the mercy. He is the One that helps to wrapped up my heart with layers of Titanium, so that I could endured all the pain and struggles.

In the end, it all comes back to Allah. You see..
Siapa kita untuk kisahkan benda yang kecil, sedangkan Dia dah bagi segala apa yang kita tak mintak secebis pun. Hati macam titanium, aku tak mintak, tapi aku dapat rasa hati aku kebal. Sebab Dia yang bagi jadi gitu.

Sweet macam mana lagi yang kau nak atas dunia ni? Cukuplah sweet Allah bagi. Syukur banyak banyak.
Sudah. Jangan mengalah lagi. T___T

" Kadang, Lukanya hanya dihujung jari, Tapi dibalut sampai ke lengan.Hal yang kecil usah diperbesarkan. Ubati luka dengan kadar luka itu.
Kita terlalu memandang luka yang kecil itu, Sedangkan rahmat yang Allah mahu beri disebalik luka itu jauh lebih besar.
Everything happen for a reason. Setiap yang berlaku pasti ada hikmah. Bersabarlah. Kerna Allah sentiasa ada bersama orang orang yang bersabar."

Puding roti coklat


Bahan - bahan :

loyang diperlukan ( loyang 9 x 9 inci )

12 kpg roti - carik2 kasar
800ml - susu segar@susu penuh krim@1 tin susu cair+air= 800ml
*roti drendam dlm susu 1/2 jam
3 biji telur - cuci dulu
3 sudu besar serbuk koko - dbancuh dgn sedikit air suam
3 sudu besar butter/marjerin - dicairkn
3/4 cawan gula pasir
1 sudu teh esen vanilla
1 sudu teh coffee emulco ~ boleh guna 1 sk nescafe bancuh dgn air suam
1/3 cawan kismis
1 sudu besar tepung jagung
*chocolate chips utk tabur kt atas


Cara-cara
  1. Pukul telur & gula mnggunakn hand whisk (tak prlu mixer) 1 minit @ sedikit kmbang
  2. Masukkn tepung jagung, pukul lagi diikuti butter cair, esen vanilla, coffee emulco & pes koko.gaul hingga adunan sebati.
  3. Masukkn adunan ni ke dalam adunan roti+susu tadi.Gaul sebati tapi jangan hancurkn roti.Biar ia nampak berketul ketul sedikit.
  4. Akhir sekali, masukkn kismis-gaul sebati (kejap aje). Sediakn loyang yang disapu dgn butter/marjerin, masukkn adunan tadi & tabur datas dgn chocolate chips
  5. Panaskn oven 180'C, bakar >< 40minit @ smpai masak. Pastikn sejuk / sedikit suam baru dipotong.
  6. Selamat mncuba.lebih sedap lgi klau dnikmati brsama chocolate syrup.

Pink roses AidilAdha

I am the person that really like surprises, a happy one. I think that isn't weird. I always dream of unexpected surprises, haha, kuat berangan. It is nice when someone surprises you with things that you love , things that you like. It's great when those surprises can change someone's mood and change someone's sad face to an awe happy smile. Haha. Macam dalam filem pula, or as my friends always say, " banyak tengok movie engko ni ". But yeah, I like those kind of thing. Somehow, it makes me/we appreciate the people that took an effort to create the surprise/ to make the surprise happens. The most important thing is that, to know that there's still people that remember you, there is still people who wants to make you happy even though some times you feel like you are the most hated person in this world.

For a person like me, I do appreciate people that do this, a lot. It doesn't cost much pun. Kadang - kadang benda yang paling simple as simple as bagi sandwich + telur + mayo + sweet chilli sos pun dah cukup buat orang terharu lagi lagi bila musim assignment banyak bertimbun datang. And also, a simple thing as a card post from Malaysia to Australia, just to wish goodluck pun for me , dah cukup nak buat aku menangis keterharuan sambil gesek gesek mata tak percaya (setakat ni tak pernah dapat langsung pon. Selain daripada parcel daripada ibu tahun lepas.LOL).

You know, it isn't the big thing that makes people happy, it is the sweet little things that comes with lots of love and sincerity. This reminds me of a quote ,

“Unexpected kindness is the most powerful, least costly, and most underrated agent of human change.”
—Bob Kerrey
I received a bouquet of pink roses yesterday from a sweet lady, it was indeed lovely. Tersenyum satu hari. Firstly, sebab tak pernah dapat bunga gitu seumur hidup, except for bunga palsu time graduation, next, because, I looooove flowers, mashaaAllah to get a bouquet was beyond my dreams. Haha. Over, I know. But yeah, my eyes was teary. Ahaha, mungkin terharu sangat masa dapat tu. I am easily flattered. Kah kah. In one of my favourite tumblr it said that,

"..Ma sha Allah. We can never deny that giving gifts to others or family members is a forgotten sunnah of the Prophet Sallallahu Alaihi Wassalaam. He encouraged Muslims to give gifts to each other as this increases the affection and love [for the sake of Allah] they have for each other...
Such is the brotherhood in Islam, yes you may not be connected by blood but in your hearts you will always be connected, hence the affection and love towards each other for the sake of Allah comes all natural.Alhamdulillah.."

yes, this is only applicable among the brothers/ among the sisters only. between non-mahram isn't allowed. LOL. Please hand-in marriage before you do so. Seriously.

Happy EidAdha, reader (s) ? Lol.

This is me protecting the pink roses bouquet. Paranoid lady.
OK bye.

Oldy but Goldy.


foto foto di tahun tahun masih belum kenal Usrah. 
How time flies.

Graduations ( Part 2 )


to be in the system of Tarbiyah has taught me a lot of things, it shaped me to be a better person than I was years ago and i started to know lots of beautiful people, inside and out. Once, I was one of the kid that will run away when people gather together in a room for usrah, well.. I was a bad girl I must say. But, it was then.. long before I started to have that kind of calm feeling, I was called by Him , I don't know how He did that, but yeah.. there was something , like an urge for a change. MashaaAllah. He is indeed The Most Gracious and The Most Merciful. So yeah, long story-short. These people (as you seen in the pictures above) has taught me the real meaning of ukhuwah. The ukhuwah that's not based on the sweetness on theirs words only but the ukhuwah is from the heart, heart of a fighter, which doesn't the meaning of give up. Yes, they are. I can say, I'm blessed to be with these people. Alhamdulillah. Ukhuwah fillah, tak gentar sikit meski kecil tak gentar secebis walau dikeji. Kerana kita tahu kita berukhuwah kerana Dia, we will keep walking in a saff towards Him. InsyaaAllah. 

Graduation (part 1)


it's my murabbi's zauj graduations day yesterday. Today, it will be her day.
more pictures coming soon. ;)


Natural


Often people attempt to live their lives backwards; they try to have more things, or more money, in order to do more of what they want, so they will be happier. The way it actually works is the reverse. You must first be who you really are, then do what you need to do, in order to have what you want. 
~Margaret Young

We can just escape


Port Arthur, Tasmania.
April 2014, Autumn.
Port Arthur is a small town and former convict settlement on the Tasman Peninsula, in Tasmania, Australia. Port Arthur is one of Australia's most significant heritage areas and an open air museum.

Please be a traveler, not a tourist. Try new things, meet new people, and look beyond what’s right in front of you. Those are the keys to understanding this amazing world we live in.

Tassie, you're just amazing.



Mount Wellington, Tasmania.
April 2014, Autumn.
Find life experiences and swallow them whole. travel. meet many people. go down some dead ends and explore dark alleys. try everything. exhaust yourself in the glorious pursuit of life.
Lawrence K. Fish

The world is a country which nobody ever yet knew by description; one must travel through it one's self to be acquainted with it.

so, it was my first ever moment playing with the snow. Seriously, jakun gila. It was early autumn, yet it's snowy up there on the Mt. Wellington. How wonderful was that? SubhanAllah. Tasmania had been so awesome, can't stop saying SubhanAllah in every places I went to. The view was just exquisite and perfect. MashaaAllah, He is Al-Khaliq. This is just a part of the trip photos, more will be uploaded soon. Heheh. And... the Autumn Break end. Sobss. till the next travel, insyaaAllah. Brisbane maybe? ;)