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<span style="text-align: left;"><b>Tentative flight to Brunei if all goes well, Insha Allah.</b></span></div>
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Something strange - for the past 2 years or so, I've been spending my birthdays overseas (not quite out of plan), but as a matter of coincidence (last year in Nepal, and this year in Bali). If all goes well, this may be the case next year too - in Brunei, Insha Allah (as requested by my mother). :)</div>
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843443751677932208.post-50448964084425025512012-12-25T16:46:00.001+08:002012-12-25T16:46:27.427+08:00My Open Prayer My Open Prayer<br />
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Dear Allah,<br />
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I find that my life is reaching a point where I am very thankful for everything You have blessed me with. It;s a point where I've come to realize that everything I have ever been granted - comes with mercy and endless compassion from You, even when I may not (up till that point) be deserving of Your mercy. Thank you my Lord.<br />
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Recently, after I returned to Singapore after working in Japan for 3 months (from Sept - Dec 8th 2012), I've been 'pressured' by my mum, grandmother and grandauntie to get to know a couple of bachelors. They have the best of intentions for me, of course. Who would want their beloved daughter, granddaughter or grandniece to be single all her life? Over the past months or even over the past year, as I have come to learn more about Islam, to read the views of many leading and influential writers on Islam - one of my favourites is Yasmin Mogahed. I have learnt especially through her - in her exact words - that everything in this Life albeit temporary is, a means to achieve what is sustainable, and to fulfil the true purpose of our lives. To me - as is probably true for most of us - the question of what I would like to achieve with my life, what its purpose is, has always plagued me, like a haunting shadow that keeps egging me to find out, never resting. There was this endless need to search deeper. I believe I now have the answer, Thanks to You my Lord for guiding me to all these amazing reads, for moving my heart to sign up for the Fardhu Ain' class under Ustaz Zhulkiflee in Kembangan, for motivating and planting a desire in me to keep reading more about Islam, as written by these amazing inspirational writers (like Yasmin Mogahed). This has given me that answer - that my life is for You. To realize that Your true love is eternal, and that everything else is but a means to reach You, our Creator, for You know best my Lord.<br />
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Just like how every living thing (plant, animal or micro-organism) has its purpose or function, likewise, ours is to Serve You. To remember and find our ways back to you, in remembrance, in worship is to find peace. Thank You Allah. Please keep guiding me. My journey in remembrance and faith has only just started, so much more to be done - to better myself as a Muslim, and I have many dreams in this regard, those only You know of, and those only You're aware of whether I'm well suited to take up, in achieving. I just pray that I will be given the wisdom and strength to add value to those around me, for the right intentions, to inspire others to find the right path too. Only You can guide me and keep me on the right path in a way that is best suited to my abilities and worth - so please allow me to achieve that, Amin.<br />
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Even weddings and marriages are determined by You. So if it is within my destiny as deemed best by You - that I should be married, I pray that you will guide me to someone who shares the same faith, who can love me for You, and vice versa, and with whom we can continue touching more lives, for Your sake, Amin. Let my wishes come true, please. Free my heart from ill-intentions, cowardice, or egoism. Guide me with Your wisdom, love, patience and compassion - to be a good daughter, a committed and disciplined Muslim and a passionate motivator - Amin.<br />
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Your ever indebted and grateful Muslimin,<br />
KhairahUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843443751677932208.post-70853283293671142602012-03-25T21:52:00.002+08:002012-03-25T21:56:50.850+08:00Dear Allah,<br />Sometimes it hurts, to think about what has passed. SOmetimes I feel weak, when I realize how imprefect I am. When I lose motivation and for a moment, the will to go on. But I do have You, and Your Great Presence. Forgive me Lord, for I am nothing without You. Be with me Lord, for I need Your Mercy and Guidance. Inshaallah.<br />Grant me the will and patience and love to progress and go through life, Inshaallah. Amin Ya Rabbaalaamiin.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843443751677932208.post-44143130908958574062012-03-14T11:19:00.000+08:002012-03-14T11:20:29.213+08:00TWO WOLVES<div align="left"><br />One evening an old Cherokee (a Native American) told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people.</div><br /><div align="left"><br />He said, “My son, the battle is between two wolves inside us all. One is Evil – It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.</div><br /><div align="left"><br />“The other is Good – It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith.”</div><br /><div align="left"><br />The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather: “Which wolf wins?”</div><br /><div align="left"><br />The old Cherokee replied, <strong>“The one you feed.”</strong></div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">Source: <a href="http://blog.campaignasia.com/mike-fromowitz/can-marketers-do-well-by-doing-good/">http://blog.campaignasia.com/mike-fromowitz/can-marketers-do-well-by-doing-good/</a></div><br /><div align="left"></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843443751677932208.post-65488387101004336972012-03-06T22:26:00.003+08:002012-03-06T23:01:58.987+08:00Hi there!<div><br /></div><div>It's been awhile!</div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-size: 100%; ">Today, I was on MC as my heart was palpitating very strongly and I felt quite weak and lethargic. Felt really strange and discomforting to miss a day at work though and I g</span><span style="font-size: 100%; ">uess that's how it is like in Singapore (and maybe any other busy workaholic city you have today). That guilt when one misses a day at work. Thoughts about what else you must rush the next day just to make up for the loss of time today will flood your mind and rob you of that much needed peace of mind to recuperate. (Unless of course you make a conscious choice to not let such thoughts steal that away from you and just REST. I tried my best to do that for how else would I be productive? haha. I sound like a workaholic, don't I?</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 100%; "><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 100%; ">Anyway, during that short period of resting, I managed to read a bit of Akio Morita (one of the Founders of Sony Corp)'s book 'Made in Japan' and one interesting excerpt got me thinking. His philosophy of what keeps workers happy at work. He argues that it isn't and can never be just pay and he is therefore (understandably) against the practice of paying big bucks to attract and retain talents (I think this mindset is adopted by most Japanese companies actually, based on what I hear about their remuneration schemes). So Morita-san argues that what's more (and arguably, most) important is that employees feel like they are doing something important in the company and are contributing to a greater purpose in the organization which will attract and retain them. It relates well to what drove him and Ibuka-san to start the company and to sustain the motivation despite all odds, I guess. How they constantly seized the opportunity to want to build that innovation that was totally unique and never heard before. The need to do things differently (that till today is something we wish to retain and cultivate further in our organization.)</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 100%; "><br /></span></div><div>My thoughts? I agree. But there's always that tipping point which becomes obscure. That the pay difference cannot exceed that tipping point for then these talents may be easily poached to other competitors. And also of course, the ongoing challenge of how to ensure that the challenge is something that can be sustained on a daily basis whilst creating an environment that is conducive to proactive responses and which supports efforts that seek to tackle these challenges and seize opportunities.</div><div><br /></div><div>Anyway. now on a more self-reflective note..</div><div><br /></div><div>I just realized that over the past year or 2 that I have not been doing anything actively on a social/ community-front that would make myself proud. (ie. like be a director of a community project or leading in some cause, etc. and this lack of contribution on that front has made me a tad restless and unhappy and I don't like that feeling..</div><div><br /></div><div>I used to have that personal self-evaluation chart of mine which I use to keep track of my performance and development across various important aspects: physical, spiritual, educational and career (now to replace academic performance previously which was applicable while I was still in Uni).</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, some efforts have been made thus far that I'm happy about that but the community involvement aspect is something that I definitely need to work more on:</div><div><br /></div><div>1) Physical: I just bought a Deals.com.sg coupon for discounted swimming lessons. Bought for myself and Pish. It's $42 for 4 lessons (usual price: $60/ 4 lessons). </div><div>They have swimming classes for groups of ladies every Monday evening at Bedok swimming complex. So yeay, lookign forward to that. Swimming lessons has been something that I have aspired to learn since last year! And despite emailing several swimming trainers and companies, I received no response! Hmm.. hopefully I do make genuine progress on this front now given that I have already paid for it.</div><div><br /></div><div>2) Spiritual enrichment:</div><div>This is something I must say that I am very proud and happy about. I have signed up for Fardhu AIm (Beginners' Class) every Friday evening for about 12 lessons I believe with Uztaz Zhulkiflee. He is a knowledgeable man, Mashaallah. (Nadz was the one who recommended this course to Mairah and me. And thankfully (after publicizing this course on my facebook profile, even Irdhawati and Adibah have signed up too.) I do genuinely look forward to his classes. </div><div>May Allah AWT guide us all in our pursuit of knowledge and may we be better Muslims with greater Taqwa (Amin who can then make use of this knowledge to lean improved lives with higher quality ibadat and spread thhis knowledge with others.</div><div><br /></div><div>3) Educational:</div><div>Hmm, I will be attending Japanese classes every Sunday afternoon (for about 10 lessons first). This is to prepare us (the Fresh mInds) for our 3 months attachment in Japan come Sept-Dec 2012. Hmm, to be completely honest, I have mixed feelings about this, but as Uztaz Zhulkiflee mentioned, go and learn with an open heart and a humble attitude. Knowledge is an obligation of every Muslim and I should put in as much effort as I can to show my appreciation (to my company which is paying for this) and to do my best for it.</div><div><br /></div><div>Other than that, I do wish to recap past knowledge or to somehow pass forward the much knowledge that I have gained from the talks I have attended or the courses I have been to. (like EQ management, progressive leadership (how to coach), women empowerment talks about how to be better women leaders without the need to compromise on our feminine traits, consulting tips: how to categorize and structure out thought patterns). But how? Facebook? Blog? Maybe blog will do the trick. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>But hmm, come to think of it. (back to he topic of my lack of comunity involvement and contribution lately). Perhaps I have chosen to make a trade-off currently. To reduce the time I spend on community engagement and involvement by spending more time with my family instead. Hopefully Alllah SWT guides me in my pursuit of becoming a better Muslimin who is more responsible, disciplined and who fully utilizes my time on earth to add value and touch the lives around me (with His guidance), Inshaallah, Amin.</div><div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843443751677932208.post-48312536560436678452011-12-19T00:35:00.005+08:002012-01-08T03:49:04.413+08:00What is the Truth?Hi there..<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I have been thinking a bit about this world and the purpose of our existence.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Met Has yesterday for a movie- Mission Impossible 4: The Ghost Protocol (the movie was good btw) and then we had a chat over coffee and snacks in Starbucks at the Cathay. We had a conversation about marriages, relationships, religion and purpose of life. The first two topics have frequently been the most commonly talked-about topic lately amongst my girl friends and I suspect that this could be attributed to the fact that this month has been the season of marriage and engagements for many- which of course will prompt many of those single ladies like myself to start wondering if and when this time will come for us. It's interesting how this is the case - is this a result of societal pressure or the inherent need for having a life partner?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Not too sure, maybe it starts off with the inherent need for a life partner because biologically I do believe that we were created to have sexual needs so as to fulfill the need to procreate. This has led to many marriages of course, which then makes it a social norm, which therefore reinforces the need to find your life partner soon (especially when you're at this marriageable age like mine- ok I'm 24 now, but time really flies and I do hope that I too, will find my special someone over the next few years).<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Anyway, back to the conversation that as and I had.. About religion and the purpose of our existence.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />To me, life is about dying a good person. A worthy Muslim who can remember that life is indeed a test that will be trying but that Allah SWT knows all and that He will therefore salvage you if you are patient and if you live in His guidance, Inshaallah.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Yet, I have some queries. I do believe that there can only be and that there truly is only one Supreme Being which ordains the happenings of this world. This is true despite the many religions that exist in the world. Yet, is it then also true to say that religions were all created by Men and that only Allah, the Supreme Being is One and the Alimighty knows best? Is that blasphemous? Some would surely say that saying such a thing is blasphemous. I have both Muslims and Christian friend swho will cringe at any kind of suggestion that states that all religions are in fact leading to the same end. But their explanations as to how, and the what differs of course. It's confusing. The many scholars of the many great religions all seem to be so certain of their own faiths and teachings of their great religions yet I would like to believe and hope that all of mankind can indeed be saved and given a chance regardless of their acts and be judged instead for their hearts, manner and conduct. For truly, if God was Magnanimous and Merciful as He really is, then surel y he can forgive and accept us all regardless of our backgrounds or the faiths that categorize and divide us?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Ya Allah, I do not want to be a sinner. I do want to do good and to go in the right path. Just would like to be close to the Truth and to guide others to onto this same path. Inshaallah. Amin.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843443751677932208.post-51955148867724389022011-12-18T04:53:00.001+08:002011-12-18T04:56:17.176+08:00The Finish Line"<br /><br />I thought I knew it all<br />I've been through the highs, said all my goodbyes<br /><br />Learned to run before I learned to crawl<br />It's not worth fighting for if one of us is sure<br />And one of us is dying, trying to find loves cure<br />I have waited all my life to paint these cities red<br />Thoughts I've always had here are stuck inside my head<br />It's not worth waiting for if one of us wants more<br />And one of us is dying, trying to find love's door<br />When we learn how to flyWe forget to how walk<br /><br />When we learn how to sing<br />We don't wanna hear each other talk<br />Here we are at the finish line, ah<br />Here we are at the finish line<br /><br />And you, you really thought you knew<br />Everything to do<br />With holding onto me and holding on<br />This time is making me slip right through your hands<br />And now you don't understand<br />Trying to find love all yourself<br /><br />When we learn how to fly, We forget to how walk<br />When we learn how to sing<br />We don't wanna hear each other talk<br /><br />When we know what we want<br />We forget what we need<br />When you find who you are<br />You forget about me<br /><br />Here we are at the finish line, ah<br />Here we are at the finish line, ah<br />Here we are at the finish line<br />Ah, ah, ahUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843443751677932208.post-21498813873707443802011-12-13T22:37:00.002+08:002011-12-13T23:25:49.398+08:00So how?For now:<br /><br />My weekdays are packed with work..<br /><br />My week nights must be packed with more physical and enrichment activities. (Gym - sign up with Amore for a gym membership, go for religious classes and spend the rest of them with my family)<br /><br />Maybe First Monday of the Month: Meet-the people sessions (sent invites to Cass!) -> leave work at 645pm.<br /><br />Every Wednesday and Saturday: Workout at the gym! (Sign up for Amore Fitness package)<br /><br />Tuesday Evenings: with Family<br /><br />Thursday Evenings: Mosque/ Religious Classes<br /><br />Friday Evenings: Family or Friends<br /><br />Saturday: Friends/ Self<br />Sunday: FamilyUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843443751677932208.post-67438392237911362222011-12-13T22:32:00.002+08:002011-12-13T22:36:49.806+08:00Lacking Inspiration.. And then..I forgot for awhile.<br /><br />What I was set to do.<br /><br />My dreams, aspirations and hope for this World.<br /><br />I would like to shape it in a meaningful way, to help touch lives, to free to some extent and to salvage to another extent.<br /><br />To put my life, education to good use and not just live another purposeless one<br /><br />I need to remind myself<br /><br />There are many things beyond us that deserve greater attention. World problems, inequity, injustice, victimizaation of the poor and less knowledgeable, domestic violence, pain and sufferings and poverty.. the list does not end..<br /><br />I was losing the inspiration after a while.. Bogged down by the bottomless abyss that can be work that can steal you away from yourself. It's unsettling. I love what I do but it can;t be for long. There's so much more to be done.<br /><br />Be with me Allah. Let not my dreams die in vain..<br /><br />I will start tracking and pushing myself on a project basis, on a daily basis, I will not shy away from this challenge and I must not.<br /><br />For truly, there are far greater things beyond myself.<br /><br />Inshallah, Amin.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843443751677932208.post-20437297301296698312011-06-24T01:37:00.000+08:002011-06-24T01:38:37.895+08:00not easy. being the only child in a single-parent, not so well-to do family. :(Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843443751677932208.post-51083113317555542622011-02-01T20:28:00.001+08:002011-02-01T20:30:20.105+08:00When you're in pain.. Remember this..<div><br /></div><div>A beautiful poem by Khalil Gibran on pain:</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px; "><i>Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.</i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px; "><i><br />Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain.</i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px; "><i><br />And could you keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy;</i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px; "><i><br />And you would accept the seasons of your heart, even as you have always accepted the seasons that pass over your fields.</i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px; "><i><br />And you would watch with serenity through the winters of your grief.<br /><br /><br /><b>Much of your pain is self-chosen.</b></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px; "><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px; "><i><br />It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self.</i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px; "><i><br />Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy in silence and tranquillity:</i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px; "><i><br />For his hand, though heavy and hard, is guided by the tender hand of the Unseen,</i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px; "><i><br />And the cup he brings, though it burn your lips, has been fashioned of the clay which the Potter has moistened with His own sacred tears.</i></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843443751677932208.post-34722397129608595412010-12-28T02:52:00.000+08:002010-12-28T02:54:31.352+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW3Zie800SGmeSKOqKn22oLmC6VsGs_9D7-2wl-2xN6vcwAnWGMaQZ3vt8ZEn3l18o-MeflW-AfbC2fIpkN8khZUK5jhcu20e36wh4HBXe0RLPrNmeJtwFXilcmKvuiIvMV_F4MCdML-5c/s1600/YWLC+Brown+bag+logo.png"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW3Zie800SGmeSKOqKn22oLmC6VsGs_9D7-2wl-2xN6vcwAnWGMaQZ3vt8ZEn3l18o-MeflW-AfbC2fIpkN8khZUK5jhcu20e36wh4HBXe0RLPrNmeJtwFXilcmKvuiIvMV_F4MCdML-5c/s320/YWLC+Brown+bag+logo.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555437221502867298" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">HOORAYY!! =D Copyright OK!</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843443751677932208.post-75121789357236437622010-12-28T01:18:00.002+08:002010-12-28T01:22:51.986+08:00i love my privacy and my freedom. was looking at my blog and its posts and realised that I don't have comments for any entry, but that that's really the best way to be, cos only then can I truly feel free enough to voice out my truest emotions and views without having to consider, negate or moderate my words. love it. also just realised that the sentence before the last one is exceptionally long. hah. i is happy now. yeay, let's find for a pretty shiney cheery picture..<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGHQIzpNhjJduNkHdT2wM4eWBZREtXC8I_P99wQrWiT7UYofVNN6ZYI3Cq0ZIyRA8bDtivbddxZW_ReGcu8jjYBz3W8wSyySyPHsJousEKHwue2gnVG_HvRBoQtzXQ-3KZua0lTDUq0QqS/s1600/Over+the+rainbow.gif"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGHQIzpNhjJduNkHdT2wM4eWBZREtXC8I_P99wQrWiT7UYofVNN6ZYI3Cq0ZIyRA8bDtivbddxZW_ReGcu8jjYBz3W8wSyySyPHsJousEKHwue2gnVG_HvRBoQtzXQ-3KZua0lTDUq0QqS/s320/Over+the+rainbow.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555413597752356178" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Credits: http://www.wallstory-murals.co.uk/mural_details/Over%20the%20rainbow/over_the_rainbow_details.htm<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843443751677932208.post-66553383487241801552010-12-28T00:49:00.002+08:002010-12-28T01:14:41.622+08:00Hi there..<br /><br />It has been a while since I last really got inspired and blogged. Cos a lot of times, I'm haggled and bothered by so many pressing and urgent needs to do this or that.. so much so that it leaves very little space to be truly 'free' and inspired.. Now, it's slightly different.. I feel a bit more happy and relaxed. Mainly because I've graduated, and have finished one more test for this job I'm applying for, and even finished the few ywlc stuff I need to do.. so feel really free.. :) good feeling, hasn't been felt for some time now.<br /><br />Another thing, I think I am very fortunate to e blessed with a supportive and highly motivating grandmother and a doting and unwavering mother. They are the pillars of my strength and I have a lot to be thankful for with them in my life. To be honest, I won't be able to achieve much without their constant support and love. Think about it, if I didn't have them, I wouldn't know how to support myself, not just financially (which is already the bulk of the problem) but also, 'operationally'. They take care of my meals, they quietly do this, that, for me, never asking for much in return, all investing in me for they have the belief that it will do me good and help me secure a bright future. they wish the world for me, they truly wish for my well being and success. Isn't that precious? To be truly loved without them ever asking for anything in return? I am very blessed, Alhamdulillah.<br /><br />Just now, my grandma, my mum and I went to Uncle Ismail's house. Auntie Wahidah, his wife fetched us and drove us over. Uncle Mail (pronounced in the malay way and not the english way) is relatively rich. He lives in a large condo that should easily be worth more than $1mln, has been very successful in his career and very successful by most measures. Yet, in that car ride, as I sat next to my mum who told me how happy she was to have me with her, I realised that the richest ppl are those who have their loved ones close to them. those who have their families intact, who have their loved ones close to them and who love and support them unconditionally.. And I am already relatively rich in that aspect, Alhamdulillah. I hope I never forget this important realization. Of course, if I could have it all, and be both rich (in material terms) and in terms of relations and in love, that would be best.. But if I had to choose between the two, I think I would choose the latter anytime. Remember this Khairah. A good lesson from a beautiful day.<br /><br />On an unrelated topic, I wish to talk of Uncle Mail. He's such a kind man.. We all prayed together in his house, with him as the Imam and he prayed for my late grandfather and for my success in my career and life too. A truly kind man. May Allah reward him for his kindness, Inshaallah. Good day all in all, worth missing MPS for this. :P k that's as inspired as I can get today.. Take care all u good ppl and always always put your family first, they're completely worth it.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843443751677932208.post-67949558672899231882010-12-11T03:57:00.002+08:002010-12-11T03:58:13.647+08:00tired beyond comprehension. emotionally, spiritually and mentally. take me to a land of happiness.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843443751677932208.post-26698319912340012242010-12-10T16:05:00.003+08:002010-12-10T16:14:16.229+08:00blablibluHi, ok had some problem with blogger previously probably because of this blogger app that I dwlded for my phone. Couldn't save posts but had to publish new ones-> so I've deleted the app since n it's fine now. <div><br /><div>anyway.. I wanted to blog cos I've been feeling a bit down. I don't think I've been using my time very effectively. Just now, I nagged n all when my grandma asked me to bring her down n buy the clothes poles together. 1) bcos I wanted to do work (settle ywlc stuff n apply fr more jobs) and 2) cos I didn't see the rush- like the thing with my grandma is that when she wants to do smtg, she'll just go all out n do it THEN. On her terms, her timing. So yeah a bit irritated. Then again, I realise that I shouldn't be so inflexible and should be a bit more understanding lah. After all, my grandma's right in a lot of ways- sometimes, there's no point procrastinating. Just go all out, finish it, settle, done. Why think so much, why wait so much, etc etc. But still, her insistence on doing things at her convenience is a tad irritating la but nvm la, just make her happy la. I should be a bit more accommodating too la. (anyway, to cut this story short, I did bring her down, wheeled her all the way to the shop, got the clothes poles n came back). </div><div><br /></div><div>I do know that once my grandma is no longer around, I will pine and long for small moments like these so I should truly treasure these moments that I have with her now. And make her happy to the best of my abilities. Spend more time with her. Hmm.. it is on that note that I have kinda decided not to go ahead with my India trip la. India can wait, family comes first seriously. :) And I feel good about this decision.</div><div><br /></div><div>Ok, now that I have cleared things off my chest.. I have got to get back to settling my unfinished business with ywlc. have a meeting in the evening. NO PROCRASTINATING!</div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843443751677932208.post-65461139841906544392010-11-26T12:28:00.000+08:002010-11-26T12:29:05.229+08:00NEEDS TO RUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!! RAWR!!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843443751677932208.post-85225424960622346372010-11-26T10:57:00.001+08:002010-11-26T10:57:17.958+08:00nightmareHad a nightmare this morning.. Was quite terrible. Dreamt that I married an unknown person n I felt so much regret n sadness. Terrible. Nau'zubillah.
I'm now waiting for my bus at vivo city, to get me to school. My RBR book is overdue by 2 hrs-so $2 fine. :/ sigh, well it'll all end tmrw Inshaallah. Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843443751677932208.post-67977370809115620492010-11-24T01:11:00.001+08:002010-11-24T01:11:41.309+08:00Can't wait. Inshaallah.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843443751677932208.post-78601877515849772472010-11-17T13:08:00.002+08:002010-11-17T13:14:32.417+08:00good link:<div><a href="http://chronicle.com/article/The-Shadow-Scholar/125329/">http://chronicle.com/article/The-Shadow-Scholar/125329/</a></div><div><br /></div><div>I feel so strangely free. :) It's a good feeling. Went to the Habib Noh mosque early this morning with my mum and it felt good to pray there- glad I made it in time. Had good food, they served Nasi briyani and grandma cooked lontong soto too. Shukur Alhamdulillah. Hari Raya Haji is to remind us of sacrifices. Those sacrifices that ppl around us do for us, selflessly, and with no expectations for anything in return. Like how my mum selflessly wakes up every morning to work and earn a living for my family and me. Or how my grandma will bear all pain and exhaustion to cook for her kids and grandkids. Sacrifice takes all forms. I'm thinking about the sacrifices I have made and hmm, tbh there aren't many. One, I do sacrifice some weekends and free time to spend time with my family but then again, that makes me happy so I don't really count that as a sacrifice. studying hard to ensure that I'll do well enough (to get a job)- thn again, that too is self-driven if you think about it. So hmm. I dunno, but I honestly can't really think of any real sacrifices I have made. </div><div><br /></div><div>Oh wells. =) Happy Eid everyone. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843443751677932208.post-25138983402863844842010-11-08T17:20:00.003+08:002011-06-24T04:22:19.811+08:00at this moment, I'm overwhelmed. I am reminded of Allah's greatness and his wonderful blessings. :) Feel very blessed, Alhamdulillah. Went through about 4.5yrs of Uni, 1.5 yrs worth of internship experience and made countless of wonderful friendships. This is SUCH a special day. ok, I'm acting like this is the last day of school but it's this friday that is my last day of school. I can do this (have 1 20 pg long report, 1 more presentation, 1 test tmr, 1 grp report due on Sunday). Can do this can do this! :) Amin.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843443751677932208.post-84976527506719778042010-10-14T21:47:00.001+08:002010-10-14T21:48:32.597+08:00Dear Allah,<div>so many sweet ppl surround me. all asking me how I have done for the Bain interview cos they thought it's today. It's tmr -postponed again. Haiz, I really want to do this well. Please let me get through. Amin.</div><div><br /></div><div>Love,</div><div>Khairah</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843443751677932208.post-51803367808373846532010-09-23T17:03:00.004+08:002010-09-23T17:35:40.346+08:00What's most important?<div><br /></div><div>Hi, this post was inspired by my countless hours of thinking, doodling, and whiling away. It usually follows an extremely productive period- and I had one of such 'periods' yesterday. I was really quite hardworking, managed to type out my bit for my compensation group report and even rushed till the very minute the library closed (i.e. 9pm) to brainstorm and look up some library books for my upcoming Product and brand presentation on Tuesday. So yes, I think I did work quite hard (can be harder lah but still, gime some credit yeah, haha).</div><div><br /></div><div>So anyway I was thinking, facebook-ing, reading, etc. And I realise that so many of us are quite full of ourselves. Guess it's natural, we want to believe that we're all important in some way or another. And we try to 'prove' it by the types of activities we choose to participate in, the causes we partake in and devote our lives to, even the types of friends we associate ourselves with and would like to be close with or the jobs we take up. That's not even a laundry list and of cos, even if I did try, I won't even be able to list them all even in a thesis. At the end of the day though, the truth will surface- whether or not what you thought was important was indeed important, or whether or not you were indeed important the way you thought you were. </div><div><br /></div><div>To some extent, I believe that at some point, we will realise that we were disillusioned and that the self-importance perception that we once held will be shattered. That someday, we'll look back, and smirk- that's what I thought? Hah. But that is not to say that we should give up being disillusioned for that self-importance is in fact the fuelling force for many. It can rouse up the spirit to do even greater things than if you removed it altogether. Some bask in the glory of being the popular one, some relish in being the funny one, others in the success at school, or even through the other causes they partake in. Yet, guess it boils down to the greater question of what is most important. What is it that you want to achieve through your life? Be the change-maker/ go with the flow and see where it gets you or? It doesn't matter I guess, but how you define that goal will in some ways define your success at the end of it all and also how disillusioned/ happy you emerge at the end of it all. </div><div><br /></div><div>For me, this blog post was needed to re-align my thoughts and 'self-vision'. I want to make as big a positive difference and impact as I can on all those around me. Some scoff, others say that's too vague, but I do. So, for that, I'll just have to do what's necessary to get me there- and put in the effort to think of new ideas that can help bring about that change and impact (no matter to what degrees) to the many people around me and through the platforms available around me. My wonderful family, YWLC, school, the many wonderful people around me, grassroots and hopefully a really cool job and just seize the day (every single day from now on). Inshaallah. </div><div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843443751677932208.post-53275055573271232752010-09-16T18:52:00.003+08:002010-09-16T18:53:56.160+08:00I did a blood test and the doctor said I had an abnormally high level of one particular enzyme in my liver! :( And she asked me if I drank alcohol?! Hahaha. asked her what that could mean: and she says there are several possibilities: 1) too muc alcohol, 2) hepatitis B or 3) too much fatty food (she said its quite common in younger patients tho). I'm thinking it;s the last factor, surely. Damn. <div>Time for an overhaul. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843443751677932208.post-46932116536845316652010-09-10T21:24:00.003+08:002010-09-10T21:58:20.512+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><b><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b>SELAMAT HARI RAYA! :D</b></span></div></b><div><br /></div><div>Check out my cute lil niece, Nur Alishah Daniah. ( I think that's how it's spelt).</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtxZ-vV_ENrDRI6IY8K7tyszfY-zl7CWW-on9V4R7t1sxYkSoKcU0ObsHuMyJIHLnaUa2EUwD-uaKgbJugCins5Wrxw-u4tcUTcLttP4Fa45AGIbLBFBsXTzjvtA8_FTKj2Kzt5khirCFC/s320/IMG_1579.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515283175365119282" /><div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0