tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40204851817695566682024-03-05T09:34:01.037+00:00A step back......for two steps forward إن شاء اللهneuromuscularjunctionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10825300663175221546noreply@blogger.comBlogger362125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020485181769556668.post-57062883412456164282019-01-04T16:32:00.005+00:002019-01-04T16:32:55.638+00:00of new beginnings<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Hey<br />
Assalamualaikum<br />
Long time no see 😊<br />
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sometimes<br />
i think to myself whether I am<br />
or I’m not<br />
ready<br />
that is<br />
to be a wife<br />
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whether i know what is required<br />
whether i can fully accept what is<br />
or what is going to be<br />
or what has not yet happened<br />
the future<br />
that is<br />
and whether i can fulfill<br />
what is axpected of me<br />
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sometimes<br />
i wonder<br />
if my heart can take it<br />
the happiness<br />
the sorrows<br />
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whether i can mantain<br />
my intentions<br />
that is to do it for Him<br />
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inshaAllah<br />
may Allah redha<br />
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and may we continue to purify our souls<br />
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-day 4 of 2019<br />
nad mj<br />
day 49 of being Mrs</div>
neuromuscularjunctionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10825300663175221546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020485181769556668.post-81446384194096252872018-05-06T16:01:00.002+01:002018-05-06T16:01:27.556+01:00of memoirs<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
salam heyyyyu blog<br />
long time no update<br />
ive missed u with a big huge M<br />
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u know what?<br />
Ramadhan’s coming soon Alhamdulillah<br />
i’m so glad alrhough i still hv a few more days to finish off my puasa but yehhhh i’m so happy<br />
Alhamdulillah.. i hope Allah makes me to get through this year’s ramadhan inshaAllah...<br />
i find that a lot of things in my life happen near ramadhan... and it’s a month where i feel the closest to Allah...<br />
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i really miss my old self thatms close to Him<br />
that makes it a point to read the quran daily<br />
that has an aim to memorize the surahs and the quran<br />
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oh Allah please dont let me go astray<br />
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please guide me back to you whenever i hv wronged<br />
ameen inshaAllah<br />
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forever His slave , please dont forget<br />
yours,<br />
Nahdiya</div>
neuromuscularjunctionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10825300663175221546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020485181769556668.post-63081438316928640852018-01-08T15:57:00.001+00:002018-01-08T15:57:35.737+00:00of me again<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
dear blog, <div>
although its a bit difficult to write to you now, but i’ll find a way to manage inshaAllah.. </div>
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dear blog.. i feel i’m a trainwreck.. i don’t have anything to be proud of.. i want to cont studying but i dont have enough funds yet and i want to marry this guy but i don’t really know him and to top it all of, my heart still feels hurt over what happened before.. </div>
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am i just making too many buts in my life? </div>
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annddd.. i feel like such a loser.. sobs</div>
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i think its the hormones talking.. nvrmind </div>
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i’ll be fine</div>
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talk to u soon </div>
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nahdiya xx</div>
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neuromuscularjunctionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10825300663175221546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020485181769556668.post-68911398182632157022017-12-11T13:34:00.001+00:002017-12-11T13:34:05.188+00:00of some lady like emotionsto love too much is to lose.. because in the end everything is temporary and will be returned back to Him<div><br></div><div>the pessimist </div><div>the stoical</div><div>the one who is having her PMS</div><div>-nad</div><div><br></div><div>a reminder for myself </div><div>xx</div>neuromuscularjunctionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10825300663175221546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020485181769556668.post-19848705583529621332017-10-20T15:16:00.001+01:002017-10-20T15:18:00.035+01:00of racing thoughtsonce in a while.. when things become quiet.. my thoughts suddenly race back.. to the time when i thought i was happy.. but i wasn't.. when i thought i had met the one who cared enough about and was thoughtful enough to make me laugh.. but he wasn't.. how could i not see it coming? <div><br></div><div>sometimes i wonder.. am i too quick this time.. but being a mere mortal.. it was never under my power.. so i return it back to Allah.. with hopes He will give me what is best dunia and akhirat.. inshAllah Ameen.. </div><div><br></div><div>Alhamdulillah ala kulli hal.. </div>neuromuscularjunctionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10825300663175221546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020485181769556668.post-43358427060256635612017-09-11T14:36:00.001+01:002017-09-11T14:36:12.472+01:00of thoughts that wander offheyyy.. i've missed u.. its been a while hasn't it.. <div><br></div><div>😊😊</div><div>Alhamdulillah ala kulli hal</div><div><br></div><div>okay that's all </div><div>currently listening to BsB tucked inside my duvet from my 1st yr medical school.. heh mcm x berkembang je kan 😅</div><div><br></div><div>will update u soon </div><div>nahdiya </div><div>take care </div><div><br></div>neuromuscularjunctionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10825300663175221546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020485181769556668.post-70711893881778787902017-07-26T13:44:00.001+01:002017-07-26T13:45:52.863+01:00of random thoughts"cn u please return to me things that i gave u?" <div>"what's that?"</div><div>"my keychain... and my heart"</div><div><br></div><div>😩😩</div><div>mainly my keychain... buruk siku ke kalau mintak blk.. thing is, i really like it and its not found in malaysia.. i cn replace it with any other keychain.. haha just giv me back that one.. hmm </div><div><br></div><div>p/s: utk hiburan jerr</div>neuromuscularjunctionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10825300663175221546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020485181769556668.post-5740023272248657532017-07-01T16:49:00.001+01:002017-07-02T16:05:17.691+01:00of ramblings before the week's endAlhamdulillah this week of eid break is comingg to an end tmrw.. it's been an interesting one nevertheless.. u know when mat sallehs say interesting means u'r trying to be positive but there were some kind of weird things that happened.. i suppose that's the connotation i have with the word.. <div><br></div><div>so anyway, on the day of eid we had the prayer at home.. although its an annual event to go to the mosque for the eid prayers, this year abah was down with the flu.. so we decided not to go to the mosque since no one will b home to look after abah.. thus, we had the eid prayers and takbir in the living room.. it was a nice one nevertheless.. </div><div><br></div><div>then we had the makan2.. and then pak ngah and his fanily came to visit.. Alhamdulillah there was a bit of sharing session.. it was an impromptu session but i felt it really 'basahkan' my soul yang dah kekeringan tazkirah/usrah.. they talked about tauhid and how we need to learn and kenal Allah.. how we need to realize that every aspect of our lives is controlled by Allah.. the hand or fingers that we move is not actually moved byus but by the power of Allah.. even as i'm typing and the thoughts that i have is not from me.. it's by the power of Allah and from Allah orders.. makes me feel so small that nothing in this world belongs to me but i owe everything in the world to Allah.. that all the wealth, intelligence, good looks etc is not <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">ours or due to us but because Allah wills for us to have it.. therefore there's no need for riak/takbur/ujub since nothing belongs to us.. and how we should realise that all the ibadah e.g 5 wajib prayers that we do is not a favour for Allah but it is part of our responsibility to Him.. </span></div><div><br></div><div>mashaAllah i know it may sound trivial and u may have known it all but having someone close to u remind u that your ibadah is not just acts of tunggang terbalik but there's a deeper meaning and understanding behind our ibadah.. </div><div><br></div><div>i forget sometimes that i have to pray supaya Allah bukakan jalan/temukan dengan org utk tambahkn ilmu to understand islam and semoga ilmu yg kita dapat itu ilmu yang benar and tidak sesat inshaAllah</div><div><br></div><div>i pray i can meet someone who reminds me of islam and pulls me back to the straight path if ever i start to stray or become senget sket since i have many flaws.. i hope this doa is not too much since i know i'm not a really good person and don't deserve someone like that.. but i really hope at least i can meet someone i can discuss about islam with.. and not feel weird after that.. and beramal better after that.. ameen</div><div><br></div><div>a servant to Allah who most of the time forgets her place, and needs a bit of heart to heart every now and then to remind her of where she stands, </div><div>yours </div><div>nahdiya</div><div><br></div><div>ps: please make me among hambaMu yang engkau redha Ameen</div>neuromuscularjunctionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10825300663175221546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020485181769556668.post-54763724506762032512017-06-12T03:03:00.001+01:002017-06-12T03:05:50.500+01:00of a public holidayso today is a public holiday for nuzul quran.. which means a day to celebrate the 1st day the quran was being taught to us humans i.e: prophet Muhammad saw..it was on the 17th ramadhan and the first ayat was iqra' bismirabbikallazi khalaq.. which meant read.. in the name of Allah the creator.. <div><br></div><div>my mom says it should be a day we learn more about the quran.. but instead i'm reading a book.. one of my faaaaaavourite bimbo-ish book that speaks to me really well..my faaavourite author sophie kinsella's 'my not so perfect life'.. although i'm barely half way through it.. i cn feel the subject is so much like me.. i think a lot to myself.. but keeps quite.. disagrees with most of the things and then at the end, i explode when things go way outta hand.. okay its not really a good trait.. but that's life.. and there are other people like that too.. just so u dont look at me like an alien.. 👽 </div><div><br></div><div>nerd alert 🚨 </div><div>anyway, i love it because it makes me take my mind off other displeasing, stressful and sad things.. and allows me a few giggles here and there 😊🤓 </div><div><br></div><div>okay.. probably need to catch up on my tadarus in a bit.. myb listen to a ceramah on utube.. and go find some stuff later.. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFC1Q6hjd4viSbXMMdz-obVuGYm7dB7PzEjSAqyZbWYG0CDd8kB3TafsGcDOMhpR8mKVtZ3EV2SlqG8ufzwa-ZIL_qc-VNkYFW_-Vys3gQL3CgWGFBjnBeMVHehcb03DlFUFedgIg2t8L_/s640/blogger-image--1593311868.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFC1Q6hjd4viSbXMMdz-obVuGYm7dB7PzEjSAqyZbWYG0CDd8kB3TafsGcDOMhpR8mKVtZ3EV2SlqG8ufzwa-ZIL_qc-VNkYFW_-Vys3gQL3CgWGFBjnBeMVHehcb03DlFUFedgIg2t8L_/s640/blogger-image--1593311868.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>toodles</div><div>yours </div><div>nahdiya</div><div><br></div>neuromuscularjunctionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10825300663175221546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020485181769556668.post-43333699499468709732017-06-07T15:03:00.001+01:002017-06-07T15:03:00.619+01:00of music to my ears<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrmvK61EsgqegxuV5pjA-F-yadXFhR5RTe8yLw2jIXxEdZq7UMgHFhN8Hjy_9RmV7rIFkiLAtwxt7tG5Ss960t-7hySWuSiQkeasZbbIY4oGpLCse1gYQ53AiU3MfBFwWT8j8Q4i1jr8bP/s640/blogger-image--1056910942.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrmvK61EsgqegxuV5pjA-F-yadXFhR5RTe8yLw2jIXxEdZq7UMgHFhN8Hjy_9RmV7rIFkiLAtwxt7tG5Ss960t-7hySWuSiQkeasZbbIY4oGpLCse1gYQ53AiU3MfBFwWT8j8Q4i1jr8bP/s640/blogger-image--1056910942.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf0pdukZn35KWdk6LzyrqcjXyeqxJcLMAYuOk79SynYN7299N9zmBUHix-mFwoNFa32LDsLUtz-YhRgk0XHIjNLx-cFC0ST9bucwun1YGK3zMFTxiL1rkqE5VzjYqSR0s3t9uBsi3mCizH/s640/blogger-image--943438747.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf0pdukZn35KWdk6LzyrqcjXyeqxJcLMAYuOk79SynYN7299N9zmBUHix-mFwoNFa32LDsLUtz-YhRgk0XHIjNLx-cFC0ST9bucwun1YGK3zMFTxiL1rkqE5VzjYqSR0s3t9uBsi3mCizH/s640/blogger-image--943438747.jpg"></a></div> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">i saw the video of chris martin singing this song on stage this morning with his german fan playing the piano.. i'm a huuuuge fan of chris martin.. he seems like a very genuine kind hearted good humoured british lad.. 😍😍😍 on top of having such a mellow dreamy distinct voice.. so many adjectives 😂 really love this song.. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">the romantic in me has spoken 😂 </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">maybe it has to do with all the wrong things happening in this world now.. the bully case in upnm, terror attack in london, the boycott on qatar.. makes me feel death is near.. life is short.. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">do things that make u happy.. even if others may not like u for who u are.. have a good niat.. life is short.. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">need to gear up on my tadarus lepas ni since skrg hv to take a break..</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">u kenduit! jom cube khatam</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">yours </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">nahdiya </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div>neuromuscularjunctionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10825300663175221546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020485181769556668.post-73163861060884907122017-06-01T22:42:00.001+01:002017-06-01T22:42:59.535+01:00of a nightmareassalamualaikum.. hi.. <div>its me.. </div><div>i woke up this morning with a nightmare.. the dream was about a certain someone.. </div><div>i woke up and it made me cry.. i went to take a hot shower.. cried while in the shower.. and performed my prayers.. </div><div><br></div><div>i thought i was already okay.. i suppose i'm heading there.. in the medical field, when u've lost someone to a disease or passed away.. they say its normal to hv 6 weeks of bereavement.. i'll try to aim for less.. since that someone is still alive.. just that probably gone from my life.. </div><div><br></div><div>i kept thinking why was i so easily cheated.. blinded.. i thought it was real.. but it wasnt.. </div><div><br></div><div>i'm never one that shows my vulnerability unless u r someone i trust.. there's a handful of people i would trust my life with.. u were going to be one.. i was going to tell u that .. but u crushed my heart.. and so easily u did it.. giving me an answer.. which my only option was to walk away.. </div><div><br></div><div>they say once u've experienced a heartbreak or heartache.. u would try to prevent others from having to experience the same hurt and pain.. at least that's what i try to practice.. i couldn't understand why u din't do the same.. </div><div><br></div><div>i suppose my previous entry for the grammar thing was actually a low blow to that someone.. probably i was still bitter and still hurt.. i apologise</div><div><br></div><div>anyway, Alhamdulillah.. i feel a lot better now.. tq dear blog for being there since 2008.. we've aged well together 😂 and tq for being loyal.. traits that r honestly so hard to find now 😏</div><div><br></div><div>just as Allah brought Nabi Musa and his followers out of their dead end.. i pray Allah will help me the same way.. inshaAllah</div><div><br></div><div>please pray for me whoever u are</div><div>yours </div><div>nahdiya</div><div><br></div><div>p/s waiting for subuh</div><div>sometimes i do still miss u.. myb the thought of u.. but not the u that played me like a fiddle</div><div><br></div>neuromuscularjunctionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10825300663175221546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020485181769556668.post-24882878979729288152017-05-31T12:19:00.001+01:002017-05-31T12:19:26.725+01:00of pet peeveshi its the ramadhan month Alhamdulillah😊 <div><br></div><div>i'm really happy cuz it means i can put my focus somewhere else.. </div><div>today i had to take mc..so unlike me.. well i have gastroenteritis.. yesterday i did work late and asked someone to buy me food for iftar.. i think somehow the food wasn't going great with my tummy.. had some vomiting and diarhoea.. and a bit of fever when i checked at the clinic.. am really glad i got to rest.. </div><div><br></div><div>so i saw some things today that i wasn't supposed to see.. or purposely told myself not to see.. u know how everyone has their pet peeves? someone might not take it if the other person is late (flips hair).. and well, i think mine might be grammar.. kay, hate to admit it bt i might hv just a tiny bit of a grammar nazi in me.. i don't really mind if its verbal.. but if its written it kinda makes me cringe a little when reading it..not to say that i'm sooo good in english.. far from that, the ones that make me cringe is if its like really basic grammar.. i don't really mind about spelling.. </div><div><br></div><div>so i accidentally saw it today and i cringed.. and thought "right.. its definitely over.. 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Alhamdulillah thumal hamdulillah thummal hamdulillah i'm in my right mind again.. huhuhihi 😊<br />
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i've done a bit of reflecting and soul defining/searching moments.. </div>
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i think i forgive u.. not because i hv feelings for u.. or because what u did wsnt wrong.. not because i want u back.. but because u too just like me are Allah's creation.. we have flaws.. ur flaws myb in one aspect while my flaws myb in another aspect.. the fact that u din't do the appropriate thing is something that i hv to live with and accept.. as part of what was meant to be.. and i accept that myb what u said about me was rite.. but at the end of the day.. i hope we will be just fine.. u with ur choice and me with mine..<br />
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so i let u go.. be free.. and find peace.. and happiness.. as i would hope for myself.. </div>
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ps: okayyy i think im so jiwang.. bt i hope this is the last of it.. haha i pun da rs malas nk baca my post.. so bosan.. move on pls.. there's so much to look forward too.. bt well u know, the thoughts, they come and go.. rite.. nk settle kn my puase and gearing into ramadhan month inshaAllah.. اللهم بلغنا رمضان oh Allah please let us meet ramadhan again.. ameen and myb just myb being an FMS is not so bad 😉</div>
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neuromuscularjunctionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10825300663175221546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020485181769556668.post-31474732955222463872017-05-20T01:23:00.001+01:002017-05-20T13:46:46.407+01:00of closure<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
if things take too much effort to work out, its probably not worth it. no one has the time to nurse an inconsiderate person with an ego. <br>
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hi can i get a cab please? please bring this person out of my life. thank u. 😊</div>
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<div>im okay</div><div>yours</div>
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neuromuscularjunctionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10825300663175221546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020485181769556668.post-72148781918437927082017-05-18T03:55:00.001+01:002017-05-18T03:55:48.761+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhouKXWHrxkWVs2oBAB_mvjkVVh_iJRWQ9vIWhpbtA_1EFcuiRIRs8nTR7NTI0VQO03Rgp5AuY81PfB0BtdL6wTK46ONNMQBJl-LGPLTPgtFYODF2-KmimeoH5p_fOSoy_1cAjiR8L9jLvz/s640/blogger-image-2000936854.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhouKXWHrxkWVs2oBAB_mvjkVVh_iJRWQ9vIWhpbtA_1EFcuiRIRs8nTR7NTI0VQO03Rgp5AuY81PfB0BtdL6wTK46ONNMQBJl-LGPLTPgtFYODF2-KmimeoH5p_fOSoy_1cAjiR8L9jLvz/s640/blogger-image-2000936854.jpg"></a></div>neuromuscularjunctionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10825300663175221546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020485181769556668.post-14690179375513737032017-05-17T14:51:00.001+01:002017-05-20T05:04:14.391+01:00of advice we say to our children<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
so this is how it feels when our trust is betrayed<br />
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they say things happen for a reason.. </div>
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maybe it ws my mistake all along? something that i needed reminding? </div>
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perhaps a reminder that i should be closer to You? that i have long strayed from my mutabaah amal? from reading mathurat in the car? from hafal quran? from reading the meanings? or from putting my tawakul and trust in You?<br />
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perhaps what we wanted were on parallel lines, never meant to meet up anywhere?</div>
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perhaps Allah has a better plan?<br />
perhaps its a lesson utk bersangka baik dgn Allah? </div>
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this too shall pass inshAllah</div>
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so what if im emotional?<br />
because what u did ws still unacceptable<br />
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nahdiya </div>
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neuromuscularjunctionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10825300663175221546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020485181769556668.post-90834922859963574562017-05-15T15:52:00.001+01:002017-05-20T05:20:03.949+01:00of taken from the web<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
"there's too much on my mind that i want to write but nothing comes out..<br />
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that's how i feel when i'm with u </div>
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too much to say but nothing comes out.. just huhus and hahas</div>
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but never the essence </div>
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i was never me</div>
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and u were never u</div>
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unlike the song by james bay that we listened to </div>
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i'm sorry if it was my mistake </div>
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for being so stoical so unemotional<br />
but your late replies were so torturing<br />
wondering why, wondering what if, wondering where's<br />
the apology<br />
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i kept every feeling of fondness, endearment inside until we were together</div>
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but that was never an excuse for you</div>
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not to fight for me,<br />
until i got the answer</div>
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and now comes the heartache</div>
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but the heartbreak is unbearable.. </div>
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or was unbearable.. </div>
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in a few days time</div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue light" , , "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif;">inshaAllah"</span></div>
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-anonymous-</div>
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neuromuscularjunctionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10825300663175221546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020485181769556668.post-11753762883424701252017-05-10T16:50:00.001+01:002017-05-10T16:50:08.493+01:00of weirdnessam i weird? neuromuscularjunctionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10825300663175221546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020485181769556668.post-7656331018350558542017-05-09T10:39:00.001+01:002017-05-10T12:12:40.260+01:00of hormones talkingi think i'm falling...<div>...</div><div>...</div><div>...</div><div>falling in love with you </div><div><br></div><div>urgh.. this is the hormones talking..</div><div>come on nausea and bloating and abdominal cramps.. cepatla go away so i can work like normal and not become hormonal..and give MC to anyone yg minta just because i terlebih empathy today.. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfGOJ4HfU6cKWkTEz-8CRhVWEhvzxNPMlsxegjfBbNJTqTm2vWy7xS8zY4WnZAveCyZaFA_VnqxNSRb3i5Q-F0cJrpv7I13bH5gzhAY53ppZd5DtaKSEOsekiiPmx8WHOyZWsgyF7eqFD7/s640/blogger-image-771042657.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfGOJ4HfU6cKWkTEz-8CRhVWEhvzxNPMlsxegjfBbNJTqTm2vWy7xS8zY4WnZAveCyZaFA_VnqxNSRb3i5Q-F0cJrpv7I13bH5gzhAY53ppZd5DtaKSEOsekiiPmx8WHOyZWsgyF7eqFD7/s640/blogger-image-771042657.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><div>yours, </div><div>nahdiya</div>neuromuscularjunctionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10825300663175221546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020485181769556668.post-49242742731237271342017-04-17T13:50:00.001+01:002017-04-17T13:50:28.974+01:00of a journey that will endassalamualaikum<div>so 2 years ago on this date my beloved brother in law and his parents passed away.. </div><div>i can still remember that night as it was like yesterday still vivid in my mind.. i'm sure my sister remebers it even more clearly.. </div><div>he was a very kindhearted person, always the smiley easygoing husband to my sister.. never heard him complained.. i supposed Allah has a better plan for both of them.. i'm sure of that..there's still a part of our lives that was borrowed and returned back to its owner.. </div><div><br></div><div>i'm not sure why but today feels a bit gloomy eventhough the weather isn't as bad.. i suppose that's the feeling when a part of us goes missing.. </div><div><br></div><div>may roh arwah hilmi and his parents ditempatkan bersama2 orang2 soleh ameen.. </div><div><br></div><div>"it's better to have loved and lost, then to have never loved at all" </div><div>inshaAllah He has a better plan for us</div><div><br></div><div>i'm thinking now maybe i'm not meant to get married.. haha mcm da putus asa kan.. nope.. inshAllah need to put my focus back to what's important.. </div><div><br></div><div>terasa nak nyanyi lagu ni pulak 'u can tell everybody, yeah u can tell everyboday, go ahead and tell everybody.. i'm the man i'm the man i'm the mannn... yes i am yes i am yes i am..." 😂 </div><div><br></div><div>yours </div><div>nahdiya</div>neuromuscularjunctionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10825300663175221546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020485181769556668.post-37067891537620295872017-04-16T15:15:00.001+01:002017-04-16T15:15:53.829+01:00of being in focusassalamualaikum <div>how r u world? 🌎 i hope everythings fine</div><div>it's been a while since i've been to usrah.. so to fill up my empty heart, i've been listening to yasmin mogahed's talk on youtube.. Alhamdulillah she's a very entertaining and passionate speaker.. </div><div><br></div><div>the talk was titled the four types of power to remove weakness.. essentially it was based on the ayat </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMW5yY0SwUvQkLlJT-J_-HzI3nnISx44Y-sUkz8CCUjEOZJEBBtQlOLGpvuVcYr2IetX57KCz8vhh1SI3OgRr9KGXVzRFeGcnzYe1ee8CUPEHj5HiIA8GWFG8L6biSbiY3G42EGG9-Xptb/s640/blogger-image-351665241.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMW5yY0SwUvQkLlJT-J_-HzI3nnISx44Y-sUkz8CCUjEOZJEBBtQlOLGpvuVcYr2IetX57KCz8vhh1SI3OgRr9KGXVzRFeGcnzYe1ee8CUPEHj5HiIA8GWFG8L6biSbiY3G42EGG9-Xptb/s640/blogger-image-351665241.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>so the take home messages for me are:</div><div>1. always be humble when u make a mistake and don't try to put the blame on others but admit that we have wronged ourselves and try to change.. because that is the difference between Nabi Adam A.S and iblis after eating buah khuld.. Nabi Adam didn't blame iblis for seducing him but instead admit it was his wrongdoingand repent to Allah </div><div><br></div><div>2. "whatever we focus on, grows"</div><div>to always focus on the solution and not the problem.. because what we focus on will become bigger.. if we focus on the problem we will only see the problem as getting bigger because fear will come in but if we focus on the solution, it will give us a way out</div><div><br></div><div>3. remember that in every trapped situation/problem, Allah is always with us.. never lose faith e.g Nabi Musa and Bani israil in fronth of the red sea </div><div><br></div><div>a reminder for me, </div><div>nad</div><div><br></div>neuromuscularjunctionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10825300663175221546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020485181769556668.post-1093703632387626772017-04-11T15:04:00.001+01:002017-04-11T15:04:39.645+01:00of a stoned hearti used to be a supporter of love<div>when beauty and the beast used to be my favourite</div><div>i used to see <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">love as impartial, nonjudgmental, and kind</span></div><div>now i see love as something hateful</div><div><br></div><div>-😔nad</div>neuromuscularjunctionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10825300663175221546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020485181769556668.post-82488525567589138902017-04-05T14:37:00.001+01:002017-04-05T14:37:45.780+01:00of disturbing imageskejammmmmnyer <div>i saw the videos and images of the civilians yg kne sarin gas in syria.. x sanggup nk tgk semua.. half way pun da <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">gugur jantunggg bergenang air mata</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">this is not a fair war.. there is no humanity in this act 😭😭😭</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">it doesn't matter if u r on different sides and want to kill each other, but do not kill them in this manner and act so kejam on one another..</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">yaAllah may u provide the syrians fighting for their lives the strength, reward their suffering with jannah.. and make us muslims unite and strong and able to help them ameen... </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">moga doa kami, dana dan bantuan tenaga smpai kpd mereka ameen</span></div>neuromuscularjunctionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10825300663175221546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020485181769556668.post-47822306631108994192017-03-28T23:28:00.001+01:002017-03-28T23:28:08.441+01:00of an early starthi good morning world<div>assalamualaikum 😊</div><div><br></div><div>so today i woke up at 4.30 am to prepare sahur.. yup i'm into training for our soon to come ramadhan.. yippee yay yay! this the best month ever and i'm really looking forward to it inshaAllah... </div><div>anywhooo, i haven't finished repaying my puase..(puase ganti).. thus the reason why i am preparing sahur for my ganti puase today.. i'm thinking i'll be needing a heavy sahur since today i am also oncall.. and tmrw i'm also oncall.. herher.. may my oncalls be peaceful ameen.. </div><div><br></div><div>if all goes well hopefully i can puase also tmrw since i hv about 10 more days to cover sobs sobs.. gambareh!! 💪🏻💪🏻💪🏻</div><div><br></div><div>okay it feels really good to wake up this early.. if i were in bristol i would hv gone for an early morning jog.. but don't think i can do it here..quite worried about the safety level in malaysia at the moment.. kids being kidnapped, people being shot, murder here and there, not to mention the rasuah, kronism, menjatuhkn orang lain aaah scary world this is.. haha suddenly this has become so depressing.. lol it's okay.. do one thing at a time, at least try to improve ourself first since that's the only thing we can control anyway.. </div><div><br></div><div>hehe so my new addiction is joining runs.. its a new resolution my sisters and i planned.. every month to enter at least one fun run.. haha it's not because of the hype but more of wanting to be healthy in a motivating way.. after the run we joined at ioi city we all felt really refreshed albeit only for 5 km..hehe it's probably the endorphins talking. so our next one next month will b in putrajaya inshaAllah</div><div> </div><div>and Alhamdulillah i've found a new place to stay.. yay! i'll b moving in next month.. although tis a bit expensive i'm quite satisfied with it.. let's hope i've made a good decision inshaAllah..</div><div><br></div><div>anddd i received a text from a friend yesterday.. we haven't contacted for quite a while since we finished our HO.. he texted me to invite me to his wedding nxt month.. haha yes, a person i once had feelings for.. anyway, i'm really happy for them since i know they've been together for some time and it was quite nice receiving a personal invite.. and it felt like home..i guess some people just is smooth with people.. haha i miss that feeling of being home with someone..like u cn let ur guard down.. because the other person is a nice person.. and ur not afraid of being judged by the other person.. because he/she will always hv ur back.. </div><div><br></div><div>haha okay enough of my early morning rambling.. i finished my nasi goreng for sahur and air kosong.. hopefully it will last me throughout the day.. wish me luck hihuu 😋😋 </div><div><br></div><div>muax, </div><div>yours </div><div>nahdiya</div><div><br></div>neuromuscularjunctionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10825300663175221546noreply@blogger.com0