A new world, the first step.

And all hours long, the town

Roars like a beast in a cave

That is wounded there

And like to drown;

While days rush, wave after wave

On its lair.



An invisible woe unseals

The flood, so it passes beyond

All bounds: the great old city

Recumbent roars as it feels

The foamy paw of the pond

Reach from immensity.



But all that it can do

Now, as the tide rises,

Is to listen and hear the grim

Waves crash like thunder through

The splintered streets, hear noises

Roll hollow in the interim.

I need You by my side. Please God. Bismillah.

Pursuit of happyyyyness

It is easier to whine and blame everyone else for your woes. But where does it get you?

This is my life and I CHOOSE to be happy.

Change starts NOW!

Sending happy vibes and looooove to all~

Bismillah.

Bahasa Jiwa Bangsa

I am first and foremost a Muslim! Who was born a Malay and who is proud of her Malaysian Malay heritage and language but prefers to talk and write in English if she can. 

No, I am not trying to be someone I'm not nor am I degrading the dignity of my culture. For me, it is merely an extension of my personality nor does it have anything to do with the pride of my people. 

If you were to tell me that the Malay language would be banished as the current official language of Malaysia and that it would not be compulsory for the younger generation to know the language to be called a Malaysian citizen - believe me, I would instantly go on a riot, bring the news to the parliament and totally make a big deal out it!

However, we have to understand that being proud of your language has nothing to do with how frequent you use it but it has everything to do with how well you know it. To stereotypically judge someone as being unpatriotic just because he/she chooses to speak in English is abominable. 

Sadly, on the other end of the spectrum, there are people who look down upon those who choose to write and speak in Malay. It seems that there is a popular notion that having the ability to speak and write well in English seems to be a cool trend to follow and those who go against the flow will always be viewed as freaks of nature - which I personally think is uncalled for and absolutely stupid!

To put it simply, there is nothing wrong in writing and speaking English if you were born a Malay (or Chinese and Indian for that matter) nor is there anything shameful about impressively writing and speaking in Malay either. The point is to know and be proud of your heritage but at the same time to be comfortable standing in your own shoes and shining your own personality.

I can perfectly write in Malay, when I feel like it! ^_^

Oh and evidently, I would also love to master the Arabic language in the future, insyaAllah!

*cheerios*

Crisp and clean

The start of a new year always leave me with a feeling of positive anticipation. It's like stepping into a new world where every possibility is there for us to achieve if only we believe and try hard enough.

Unfotunately (or fortunately?), 24 years on this earth has thought me at least one very important thing, you never know what you'll get. You plan and you dream and you work and you hope but most of the time you'll be very much surprised by the turn of events.

The disappointments, the failures, the hopelessness, the wanting-to-give-up, the why-does-everything-seems-to-go-wrong, the whatever and what the heck? Hehe.

But so it seems, that the human spirit never ceased to amaze me. You somehow WILL find the strength and the courage to stand up and move on. Because frankly speaking, that's what life really is about don't you think? Moving forward.

And where is our destination? To God. Always to Him. Moving forward to Our Creator. Because in every thing that we do, for every second that we spend on any endeavor, if it doesn't bring us closer to Him, is there any happiness left to hope for?

Here's to a brand new year, with a brand new hope and a renewed sense of faith.

Bring it on 2011!

Sweeping off the cobwebs!

Trying to bring back the writing mood.

It's been awhile...