MARIFEST 2012

What is it, you might wonder. It's Mahallah Ruqayyah International Festival. I'm not usually concerned over getting involved in any kinds of festivals unless someone informs me about them but since it's organised by our own Mahallah (College) Ruqayyah, I guess it feels somewhat a duty for me to actually contribute something in return. I volunteered as a committee for a coloring contest organised for kids. Our roles are divided fairly during meetings and I was in charge in the Prep&Tech; the one who prepares every material needed for the actual event. 

            The contest was held this morning at the mahallah hall and alhamdulillah we gained quite an impressive number of participants :D Since we're all first timers, things went rather chaotic before we finally got it under control heee. 

            Oh oh and the participants! Little kids clinging to their older brother and sister, it's just so sweet :') There's this cute little boy calling me "Kakak, kakak, abang dah siap" referring to his older brother who's done coloring. And then he kept on asking his abang "Abang, abang, monyet ni warna apa? Urm mata dia?" which is to me, sangat comel hihi.

            While the evaluation was going on in some secret room, we had some games for the kids. One was the so-called musical chair; can't go without it can we? Haha. So it's quite troublesome when we have these little siblings clinging on to their abangs and kakaks because you see, accidents could happen in the middle of these kids struggling (Y) hard to get themselves a chair. But this one little boy, around 2 or 3 y/o, just won't let go off her sister! I thought the sister would shoo him away but what touches me was the fact that the sister just simply asked "Boleh tak kalau dia duduk atas riba saya?" . We all went "Aaaaaaa boleh boleh" but thankfully their mother came into rescue, pulling away the little boy.  Settled. The game then continued, and in games of course we had those losing ones. A girl cried when she had to give her chair to her sister :'( In the end the two of them were dragged out of the game by their mother, trying to console the older one. 

            After the event, a parent came up to one of our committees and literally thanked us for our good effort. He said he never had any father-son bonding time with his child due to his busy job as a lawyer but today, he said his son came up to him and say "Thank you" sebab bawak dia masuk contest ni :') I got a little teary. It felt really great to know that we actually did some good to other people. 


There's just so much things we can learn from kids.
May God bless. 

Severe Cases

Will you help

destroy the devil?

Crush them into crumpled paper

torn into tiny pieces,

Scatter them on fire 

turned into ashes,

Let the black particles flew along with the breeze

directed to the open,

Let us drown them deep in the blue

to the soil downward.

Where lights are foreign,

Not even to peek.

Dark.

Where revival is an option no longer relevant.

Forked

          

            What have I become? Or should I say, what have we become? Monsters of our own desire and lust? 

            “Go home.” I hear it whispering, close to my ears. I wish to, but how? How am I supposed to go home when I myself have erased the route away from my mind? It is in this woods that I encounter remorse. Not because of the journey, but because of the detour I made before. 

             The moment I stepped my foot way beyond the path that I should’ve traveled, I don’t dare look back, for I fear the Master’s urging rage. I fear him, but then the people in the house tell me that I shall fret not. He forgives more than anyone else does, he accepts more than anyone else does, they say. As long as I return, reward awaits. REWARDS indeed. 

             The question is; can I simply put off this boots? They are the ones dragging me further away. I need to go. I have to. The blame, is somehow on me. I can’t seem to have the guts to even untie the laces. My worry is at the thoughts of it being taken by someone else. THAT is something beyond my control, I am fully aware of. Trust me I’ll come back to you. Trust me on this one baby, please. 

            When the time comes, I’ll rush my way here. I promise. I dream of happiness, of peace, in my home, in our home. Not only for me, but for you too.     

p/s: Sayang tak terluah. Payah, kononnya. 

One Hell of A Week

Pretty exaggerating huh? The real thing may not be that bad but I find this past few days rather exhausting and tiring that I was totally worn out. It was seriously torturing. I don't know what's the exact point of me actually telling this, but I think it MAY ease everything, even just a bit. This is the list of my recent unfortunate events.


1.    I went home a couple weeks back. On 19th morning I had my braces tightened then headed back to PJ that evening. I was kind of happy since the doctor had my band colour changed to PINK! This one REALLY pays. Imagine having your teeth being forced inward. It hurt like hell. I was even awakened in the middle of the night by this so called dental pain. Padan muka siapa suruh pakai braces. >.< 


2.    The mishap continued the next day, or the next two days. I couldn't recall. I was walking back from IRK class along the corridor together with my friends. I was the one in front and I walked very slowly since I was sleepy. Muehehe biasa la lepas kelas IRK. Mengantuk sakan. One very slow step after another then BOOM! There I fell. Don't talk to me about getting all embarrassed. -,-  So then again, the pain. UNBEARABLE I TELL YOU ! My left feet was swollen to the extent where I can't even walk properly. It still is :( The short trip to the bathroom had never seemed so long. It hurt so much that I cried while in the shower :'( And time-time macam ni la yang teringat umi abah so homesick pun datang balik.


3.   I misplaced my file.


4.   FYI I need to verify my graduation slip and send it to the office before being able to further my degree in Gombak. Guess what? The. slip. was. in. that. file. The deadline for the verified slip submission was the next day. GREAT. 


5. I went everywhere looking for the file. Turned out I left it at the class -,- Seeing the slip in the file, you couldn't tell how relieved I was. What I had to do next was to hand it to Madam Adlina for her verification and that's it. Or so was what I thought. When I went to see her she told me that I had to send it to the General Office before she could sign it. Okay.


6. Now where the hell is the GENERAL OFFICE? She did explain how to get there but I was in a state in which my mind couldn't interpret things properly. I was mad. My friends could just simply hand in their slips without going to the General Office. Why can't I do the same? 


7.  With my swollen feet, I went seeking for the so called GO. I went to the Information Center but nobody was there. So I went to whatever office there was and asked. A staff told me that the GO was the Art Department. Off to the Art Department I went. When I stepped inside, a pakcik with a pretty garang face asked me harshly "Nak apa ni?". Note this please. Do not garang-garang with me. I'm FRAGILE. I was so offended by his rudeness that I began to cry. Only then he tried to be nice. 


"Eh awak kenapa ni?"  Did you really need to see my tears to treat me nicely? I tried to answer "Saya nak tau GO dekat bangunan mana" but nothing came out from my mouth as I was already sobbing. Bahu terhinggut bagai. You can say I was breaking down really hard. And there was this brother yang mashaallah baik sangat datang and tanya "What's wrong?" "Are you having any problem?" "Take a seat and calm down." I couldn't say anything because of the sobbing. All I did was shaking my head. He saw the blue slip I was holding and took it. 


"Ohh. Is there anything wrong with your results record?"
*shaking head*
"So you're crying because of other problem?"
*nodding head*
"You need to send this to the IRKHS Department for verification first before submitting it here."
All I could say was "Thanks." 


He even handed me some tissues oh so kind la this guy. God bless him. So I went back to my room and decided to go to IRKHS Department after having lunch since it was lunch hour. Nobody would be there at that time anyway. Dalam bilik sambung sobbing lagi sampai roommmates pun tak berani tegur. 

Sedih nya sedih nya sedihnyaaaaaaaaaaaaa gigi sakit kaki sakit fail hilang tak jumpa GO lepastu kena tengking dengan pakcik tu tsk.


April, please be nice.