Little something;

Salam.

The Prophet Muhammad said, may Allah's peace and blessings be upon him: Your Heaven lies under the feet of your mother 

(Ahmad, Nasai)

"Thy Lord hath decreed that ye worship none but Him, and that ye be kind to parents. Whether one or both of them attain old age in thy life, say not to them a word of contempt, nor repel them, but address them in terms of honor. And out of kindness, lower to them the wing of humility, and say: ‘My Lord! bestow on them Thy Mercy even as they cherished me in childhood' "

(17:23-24).

Well, today is not a mother's day or my mother's birthday but I just found this verse of Quran and also, hadith from Prophet Muhammad :) For me, everyday is a mother's day!

I love my mom and Igaduh gaduh biasa or gurau manja is normal to me. Well, of course not in the form of yelling or scolding or whatnot. The past weeks, I've a bit of emotional instability. I can't imagine a daughter who already became a mother now scold her own mother. Blaming the mom for everything, as an example, blaming her own mom because her baby daughter had swallow some methyl silicate or blaming her mother because of everything that has happened. That was unacceptable for me. Yes, it was.  

When i asked, why scold your mom. She said with no guilt in her face. That's how I rolled. That's how I treat my mom. She also said that although I scold my mom, I love her. And I was like :O So, you scold your mom and you never ever think of how she felt, and yet you say you love her. Astaghafirullah. Above are some verse in Quran that clearly said

"Whether one or both of them attain old age in thy life, say not to them a word of contempt, nor repel them, but address them in terms of honor"

Say not to them a word of contempt, nor repel them, but address them in terms of honor. So, is shouting can be classed as honor? The point here is, I am not pointing my fingers solely on the woman mentioned but to all of us and a great reminder for myself as well. Think again, we might not knowing or realize what we have said to our mother. Or sometimes, our actions that literally hurting them. We never think and bother about how they feel. But rather of how we feel and they should treat us the way we like it. 

We only have one mother in this world. The one and only that has brought us here in this world. Why can't we appreciate them. Well, we did but maybe we have to show more. So, I fell there's a need to say I love you, ibu to my mom every single day. What say you ? ;)

Hey you :)

This is what I thought about you ;)

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Salam.

Its been ages. Yes, ages since my last post yang crave sangat sweeeeet foods and hoyeaahh! I managed to eat all of them minus the apple strudle. -___________-" I've been tweeting a lot lately, okay maybe not lately but most of the time. Haha and reading stuff as well as watching. One issue that caught my eyes, Seksualiti Merdeka. So, before anything let me tell you what exactly is seksualiti merdeka.From what I've read, Seksualiti Merdeka is to allow gay and lesbian relationship in Malaysia. Simplistic definition.

I know I am nobody to discuss about this or to raise my voice but I think this is absurd. You know, ludicrous. To actually support all gay and lesbian, should be strictly prohibited. As a Muslim, I don't agree with this and yes some says, they don't choose to be gay or who they are going to fall for but what are we doing? Stands for their rights? As if we are full of love and care and try to protect them, to say that they should have someone to actually support them. But ladies and gentlemen, this is not the way. Indeed they need someone to help them. We as intellectual, and responsible human, and as for me, a Muslim, Yes, we should support them but not supporting them to continue and think that yes, its okay for you to do this and yadaa yadaaa, instead giving them some food for thought. Giving counseling and direct them to the right path. Allah is everywhere and Allah memegang hati hati mereka, InsyaAllah they will change :) Supporting is not helping but instead, making the world upside down. They are not guilty, they just need someone to help them and we can help them but in a right way lah kan :)

The rational here is that,  what kind of activity or campaign that will be done or had been done should know its limitation boundary. Think of Malaysian sensitivity. Have some sense and think before everything become haywire. I know, this is a very sensitive issues to be blogged about. Maybe, I'll lost my followers or I don't know what will happen in anytime soon. I just feel to write. For now, I just pray that Malaysia is safe and Allah protect all of us in Malaysia. Amin :)

I'm sweeeeeeeeeeet

I am craving for dessert. Something sweeeeeeeet ;) *wink wink* memang dasar perempuan demok -_____-"

Caramel Frappucino. T_____T

Chocolate Eclair. Sedapnyaaaaa. tsk tsk tsk

Apple strudle. I'm planning to make this on my own but sadly kena pegi kedai and beli all the stuff. So, malas at the end -__________-"

Pavlova. Boleh je buat sendiri but buah for garnishing tak ada laa pulak +_____________+

Red Velvet. I want ! @___________@

Okay, then last last I just makan nie je because itu je yang ada di dapur plus tak payah buat susah susah

Redcurrant puffs

Digestive biscuits. Nyum nyum ! :DD

I miss you

Salam.

I miss him. Yes I do. He's one of a kind. He love me for who I am. He makes me happy when some looser's  tease me. He never failed to put a smile on my face. He wipe my tears and console me. He's my tough, handsome man. He's my late Tok Sham.

I still remember the first time he scolded me, he thought that I was gone because he was waiting in the car patiently to pick me up from school. He was worried. Too worried I guess, that's why he scold me. Never wanting anything bad happening to me. I cried that time because I was too naive to know what exactly happening. But then again, that was the first and the last. Opah said, Tok always get upset whenever people compared his grandchildren. For him, we are the best grandchildren that he had. We are more beautiful than any other kids in our age and we are much more smarter than them. That's Tok. If Tok is still alive today, he will surely be proud of his grandchildren. Everyone grew up to be a wonderful person. We miss you Tok.

Tok Sham, it's been like 10 years you leave me. You leave me in a sudden. I did not get a chance to meet you for the last time and say goodbye to you Tok. I miss you, I really do. I guess itu aturan Allah but don't worry, everytime I pray, kakak baca al Fatihah untuk Tok and I pray that Allah placed you with orang orang yang beriman. may we meet again in heaven. Tok, I'll be flying to Australia soon. Kakak nak jadi doctor. If you were alive, you must be happy and will send me to the airport. Tok, I promise I will be a good doctor and proudly say saya cucu Shamsuddin. I still remember you comb my hair and send me to school. Petang petang, we will go around kampung with motorcycles and you will bought sweets for me and kaknyah. I was sensitive back then. When andak and cikyang tease me, I'll run to you and cry out loud. You called me Cik Muni and I wonder why but I miss that. I miss the Cik Muni songs you sang to me. Tok, I'm lucky Allah still give me a chance to see you and be your grandchildren although only for a while. I'm grateful I have such a wonderful Tok like you. I borrowed you from Allah and Allah take you back, away from me. Thank you Allah for this wonderful gift :') I'm sorry we did not had a chance to take a picture together but your memory are still strong, carefully kept in my heart. Your voice, your face are still clear in my head. Tok, for the 100000000000000000000000 times, I want to say, I miss you and I love you Tok Sham. InsyaAllah, we'll meet again in heaven.

You are remembered by each passing day
In our hearts and soul for you we pray.
Looking back to the days I woke up to you
And to the days you spent with me to.

I'd run to you, and sit on your knee,
Rocking in the chair, was just you and me.
With you I always went along for a ride,
I sat by you, right by your side.

You would hold my hand, and give a good night kiss.
These days remembered, I will always miss.
Sometimes as I remember you, I beg and I cry,
Wishing that you would have never died.

But as the days go on, for you I will pray,
And remember you by each passing day

-By Christina Hintenberger-

Of purple roses;

Assalamualaikum people :) Honestly I've been wondering what to write and I found this picture (above). BE HAPPY people. Be happy and grateful that Allah had gives us the chance to live again, to breath freely, to look upon our love ones, and to capture and catch every moment that you can to make your life worthwhile. Alhamdulillah, thank you Allah :) And yes, now I'm happy <3