Demam..
Muntah..
Cirit..
Batuk..
Adehhhhhhh..
Tetiba ajer.
Lembik dah tu..
Apasal la..
Kena bebel..
Mana lah aku tau...

Sorg lagi..
Nasib selamat..
Mcm mcm hal..

Ya Allah, aku memohon perlindungan buat anak2 ku..

Food for the..... soul, perhaps???

(sssyyhhh.. Sorry had to delete the earlier entry jap td..)

Whoaaaaa.. So long keep quiet huh!!!

Refreshing my soul kot.. Hahaha..

Today --- So much input..
Kerohanian...
Kemanusiaan...
And Science!!!!(hahaha.. Ni sebab x nk tgk buletin utama!!)
I am still learning to change...
Learn to listen more than talking..
Telinga ada dua, mulut satu... Ada sebab nya kaannn..

And Sobran Jamila -- sabar yg baik.. (Surah 70, ayat 5)

I pray to Allah that I cud Istiqomah.. 
Its somethg gud to do.. Its a learning curve...
At least, tak ler menyakitkan hati orang or memboringkan..
I kept some notes as reminder..
Tengok tiap2 hari.. Biar kepala tu betul sket..

Shud I end with the Science input???
Haha.. Nayyyhhh..
Esok ahhh..

Crushed dreams....

**A mother's tears drop easily for her kids...**

Tears of happiness..
Tears of sadness..

I was surprised...
She cried non-stop...
Over the phone...
Had to wait for her to breath.....

And another was on the verge of crying too...
In front of me...

All because they want good things for their kids...
Frens of mine...

A year ago..
I cried too.. Mine was out of frustration..
My mistake..
Had I pushed earlier..
But..
No point...
Damage done..
He is happy..

So, I tried..
To help them..
Based from my experience..

I can see the difference..
Happy news.. Sad news...
How different situation warrants different reactions..

The crying mother said she felt so deserted
Everyone around her got happiness..
I told her I understand so much that feeling..
She asked me, how did I deal with it..
I said, I had gud frens, I have a gud son..
I told her I felt alone...
Then I sat down and thought...
My dreams did not materialise because Allah say it shouldnt...
I told her, now we try our best to dig for info..
Lets try to boost her son's confidence..
She knows her son could do better..
So, work from there...

The mother on the verge of crying was frantic..
Trying to find means to support a son's future from her own pocket...
Knowing only a private college would accept..
RM12,000 for a start...
The price of an education...
I assure her, she's not alone..
Those with strings of As may not have the means too...
Only difference is, they get to be accepted by Govt-body Uni
Thats affordable to some...
Thats reality..
Us with less As or no As will reallly have to struggle..

But, choices are there..
How to manipulate the choices...
Again, lets do our homework...
Insya Allah... truth will prevail...

Mothers can dream too....
Dreams do get crushed...
I feel for them...
I have 4 to go.....
And none of them easy....

A Mama's dream...

Hhhmmm...

Every mother dreams of having kids who excels in their studies..

Do I???

Actually I dun..
Am I crazy???

Well... I used to be surrounded by frens who have the same ideologies..
Have kids who excel in the eyes of Allah..
Have kids who can survive in this world full of materialistic inclination..
Survival know-how to be a gud Muslim..

Yesss..
Everytime I carry a foetus, i dua' that the baby willbe a gud Muslim.
I learn that if you Dua' for a kid to excell in studies, thats what you will get n the kid will be that, insya Allah..

So, I Dua' that my kids will be gud Muslims..
To me, that will cover all aspects - Duniawi n Ukhrawi...

Then... My kids grow...

Alhamdulillah... They are gud kids...
May not be the best to some people..
But to me.. Gud enuf..

Suddenly I am surrounded by frens who strive for the best in studies for their kids...
A.. A... A...
Suddenly my kids become like an outcast!!!
Owh my... What have I done???
My buddy says my kids are gud..
But why do I feel like an alien???
Everyone arround me is striving so that their kids got all As..
And here I am, telling my kids "hey, its okay if you dun get A!!!"

Today one of them came back telling me, "mama, saya dapat 28% for my Maths.."
I immediately, with no hesitation, said "Alhamdulillah.. Ada jugak jawapan yg dpt di jawap.."
Thats true... Kalau x dpt jawap how to get markah???

And I tell them, repeatedly, "my dream is that wen the time comes, all of you would sedekah Fatihah for me... And bring me to Jannah... By your gud behaviour in the eyes of Allah.."

Thats my dream..
A Mama's dream...

P/s--
Gud luck to all Mamas in the upcoming SPM result announcement..
(I was having lunch last year in KLCC with my buddy wen I got Along's result... Yeah.. My buddy was with me then.. Along didnt do that well... He survived... And I know he learnt his lesson... I know he feels different from my fren's kids... But I am proud of him.. He is trying to be gud in what he is doing..)

Once Upon A Dream......

once upon a time... 

this pompuan wanted to be an astronaut...

hahahhahahhaha...

"r u crazy???" 

thats the first remark from dunno who.. 

"Mata Empat berangan nak jadi astronaut.."

"ko tak cukup tinggi daaaa..."

and there goes my dream.....

what to do??? 

dream on...

yeah... I kept tab wen the country made a run for our first astronaut..

hhhmmm.. gud looks prevail... gud thing I did not pursue, huh.. 

but... cant we have that kind of aspirations??

do we have to follow the mass??

and be a professional?? 

talked to some students last year during my annual SPKG thingy..

these kids they want to be Engineers, Accountants, Doctors...

All the wannabe professional..

well.. good for them I guess..

I wonder where they got the idea from..

but... there's this one student.. 

she wants to be a pilot..

parents don't approve!!!

parents want her to be a doctor..

My oh My.. whose future are they trying to arrange??

Well.. my advise to her.. follow your heart.. try to talk to your parents..

If they are adamant abt it, and if you think you can do it, study medic but, don't put the pilot dream aside...

doesn't mean that  a doctor cannot fly!!!

dont ever make me give a career talk... 

well....

today I re-lived my dream...

went to the planetarium with the kids...

slept in the theater while the show was on.... (so much for wanting to be an astronaut.. hahhahaha..)

then go eat at that restaurant where our astronaut had a share... yup... REBUNG.. got my fav pulut doyan..

 bawak 3 ni ajer... ujan la plak...

the tickets to the shows... saw two shows.. zzzzz in one.. hehehe..

 they tried everything there.. as usual.. 

hahahha... got to be in the news!!!

that's my day......

my dream lives.....

fuiyoooo!!!!! is this for real???

WOW!!!


My blog????
serious ahhh...
My own blog????


1st entry - 12:04pm 18 March, 2011....


Lemme see... what shall I write..
The thot of having a blog came a few days ago.. well actually quite a while ago.. coz, I seem to have sooooo many things to write..
might as well become a writer..  Some people tell me that...
hahahahaha. me a writer?? crazy... couldnt even write a proper sentence.. kesian Editor tu..


Since this is my first entry.. we start short la yer...


I'll continue later..