lately ni rasa 24 jam tu sngt la singkat..masyaAllah..
dada terasa sesak, emosi terasa lemah, iman terasa goyah..Allah..
ujian demi ujian datang menjengah..sedikit pada diriku tetapi yang besar-besar pada sahabat-sahabat sekelilingku..
dalam kesempitan masa, kasih sayang, hak kawan, hak badan, hak pelajaran terasa ada yang terkorban..Allah..Astaghfirullahaladzim..moga Allah memandu hari-hari ku & memberi petunjuk dalam setiap keputusanku..
sememangnya kelemahan yg besar pada diri ini..
dan lebih pilu bila terasa tidak mampu menjadi sahabat yg meminjamkan telinga & bahu yang teguh kepada mereka..
akhirnya apa yang mampu adalah menyerahkan segalanya pada Allah, utk memelihara mereka..
oh Allah, please take care of my dear seniors..kak Aliyyah, kak Fardia, kak Farah, 'kak' Yaya & Nabun..wherever they are..
dan mungkin yang sepatutnya adalah menyerahkan semua urusan kita pada Allah di awal, pertengahan dan di akhirnya di samping berusaha sebaiknya..mungkin itu tarbiyyah yg tersembunyi utk diriku..kerana sememangnya manusia mempunyai limitasinya..
oh Allah, make us your slaves who are grateful to You and always think good of You. Amin..provide us strength to endure this journey with peace..oh Allah, indeed You are All knowing and only you know best..
i love you all.
my love note,
nad
Monday, 26 March 2012
Friday, 9 March 2012
of a weird learning point
salam..
juma'ah mubarakah everyone!
a bit of a weird rant today..
after being smacked in the face a couple of times this week..(figuratively) i am now in the world of not really giving a hoot of what ppl might think..because I have given some time to consider it, analyse it, thought through it and ended up with some sort of plan..therefore, all the emotions are thus unnecessary atm..
thing is, I am in great despair, and partly it was because I felt I couldn't live up to one's expectations..which is a very very heavy and dis-pleasuring feeling if you've ever felt it before..
and I know that living your life for anyone humanly related is not the way to go..since Allah should be our reason..therefore, after dissecting and doing some deep reflections, it has been made clear that I am actually disappointed in myself not because of being a loser in pleasing other people, but the fact that I haven't carried out or tunaikan hak-hak orang di sekeliling dengan sebaiknya..
and because of this so found revelation, I feel liberated..because time and time again, only you know what you are dealing with and of course Allah knows it better..and only you know what your capability is and if you haven't fulfilled the responsibility as should..i guess what's important is just keep moving on..whether time is on your side or not, be it rain or fall..until you develop a thick skin..for the cause of Allah..
and just a reminder for myself with a goldfish memory, "proactive is the total opposite of reactive" - remember, remember, remember..therefore, begone with all the whispers..
anyway, this is not intended to shoot anyone in the head..it's a learning point for us all or maybe just for myself O_o
anyway, talk to you soon..
wslm,
nahdiya mj
Wednesday, 7 March 2012
Sunday, 4 March 2012
of a broken heart
bismillah..
urm..this weekend has been a bit funny..
yesterday we went to Forest of Dean and had a wonderful day mashaAllah....cycling for 3 hours finished off by a picnic....I loved it mashaAllah, the outdoor and riding the bicycle part....going gaga over Allah's creation....was such a nice break from the brick walls and hustle bustle of Bristol city..
Alhamdulillah twas a great adventure...it would have been nicer if there was some pengisian of something..just some time to ponder on Allah's creation more..
but anyway, that's not the part of where my heart got broken..
so we rented a mini bus to bring us back and from the Forest of Dean, and on the way back, the bus driver stopped at Tesco's for toilet breaks....me, yaya, ain & anis stayed in when everyone else went for the loo..it was around 6.30pm at the time and past maghrib, so yaya asked me if I would want to read ma'thurat with her...and I said yeah sure. Then suddenly ain & anis sat next to us and said they want to join us as well..it made my glass heart break....comelnya budak2 kecik ni..
it was the same feeling when we recited ma'thurat in the car otw back from DTS.
so many people want Islam, it felt great and sort of inspiring..
and today..I told my darling fffy, i wouldn't be their naqibah anymore..and my glass heart broke again for the second time..seriously felt like crying, love them to bits..
i pray this is for the best insyaAllah..and may they find orang2 soleh wherever they go and may they always be guided by You, and keep being close to You and always do good and keep their hearts pure and stay good people insyaAllah amin.
from them, I learnt loads. how to be strong, always inspired to do good in whatever way or form, and about being human.
May good things happen to them insyaAllah.
so if you haven't actually figured it out, my dark dusty hard glass heart got broken by good things insyaAllah....
hopefully the light will shine through easier after the glass wall is broken..
ok, enough with the touchy mouchy lovey dovey...ah~ perasaan la perasaan..ok, takpe kjp je nnt ok balik..human's have resilience you know, that's what we've been taught as medics..
here's some pictures from yesterday,
baiklah, sekian melaporkan, ^^
bye bye i love you..
nahdiya mj
urm..this weekend has been a bit funny..
yesterday we went to Forest of Dean and had a wonderful day mashaAllah....cycling for 3 hours finished off by a picnic....I loved it mashaAllah, the outdoor and riding the bicycle part....going gaga over Allah's creation....was such a nice break from the brick walls and hustle bustle of Bristol city..
Alhamdulillah twas a great adventure...it would have been nicer if there was some pengisian of something..just some time to ponder on Allah's creation more..
but anyway, that's not the part of where my heart got broken..
so we rented a mini bus to bring us back and from the Forest of Dean, and on the way back, the bus driver stopped at Tesco's for toilet breaks....me, yaya, ain & anis stayed in when everyone else went for the loo..it was around 6.30pm at the time and past maghrib, so yaya asked me if I would want to read ma'thurat with her...and I said yeah sure. Then suddenly ain & anis sat next to us and said they want to join us as well..it made my glass heart break....comelnya budak2 kecik ni..
it was the same feeling when we recited ma'thurat in the car otw back from DTS.
so many people want Islam, it felt great and sort of inspiring..
and today..I told my darling fffy, i wouldn't be their naqibah anymore..and my glass heart broke again for the second time..seriously felt like crying, love them to bits..
i pray this is for the best insyaAllah..and may they find orang2 soleh wherever they go and may they always be guided by You, and keep being close to You and always do good and keep their hearts pure and stay good people insyaAllah amin.
from them, I learnt loads. how to be strong, always inspired to do good in whatever way or form, and about being human.
May good things happen to them insyaAllah.
so if you haven't actually figured it out, my dark dusty hard glass heart got broken by good things insyaAllah....
hopefully the light will shine through easier after the glass wall is broken..
ok, enough with the touchy mouchy lovey dovey...ah~ perasaan la perasaan..ok, takpe kjp je nnt ok balik..human's have resilience you know, that's what we've been taught as medics..
here's some pictures from yesterday,
baiklah, sekian melaporkan, ^^
bye bye i love you..
nahdiya mj
Wednesday, 29 February 2012
from my dark dungeon of feelings..
so the seasons changing..and the daffodils are out and blooming..
and so are we..for the better insyaAllah..
lately there's been so many posts about love and BM and stuff, just makes me a bit fed up. not because i have anything against it, but i do feel it is such a distraction that there are so many things you want to achieve in life, in which this distraction is not really helping.
oh Allah, I hope for my friends and even me myself, I pray that we won't get into this circle of false dreams and living in lala land..that may just stray us away from our main purpose in life.
if i haven't learned by myself, my naqibah has thought me countless times that life is not a fairy tale..and that nothing comes easy in life..
and after a few months of pondering on it..it is constituted in my way of thinking as well..and I do, I truly want to be among those that will serve Your deen well..
yaAllah let us get back on track, and stop dwelling in the world of unknown, and start paving our future, because what we decide today at this moment in time, will decide what we will be in the future..
and everytime there's that hole in my heart, be it missing my family or friends..it's better to fill it up with deeds that will make You love us even more..
I truly want to be a servant that You love..please provide me strength yaAllah, mainly against my own demons..and guide us yaAllah.
a terrible goof for fairytales and happy endings,
nmj
and so are we..for the better insyaAllah..
lately there's been so many posts about love and BM and stuff, just makes me a bit fed up. not because i have anything against it, but i do feel it is such a distraction that there are so many things you want to achieve in life, in which this distraction is not really helping.
oh Allah, I hope for my friends and even me myself, I pray that we won't get into this circle of false dreams and living in lala land..that may just stray us away from our main purpose in life.
if i haven't learned by myself, my naqibah has thought me countless times that life is not a fairy tale..and that nothing comes easy in life..
and after a few months of pondering on it..it is constituted in my way of thinking as well..and I do, I truly want to be among those that will serve Your deen well..
yaAllah let us get back on track, and stop dwelling in the world of unknown, and start paving our future, because what we decide today at this moment in time, will decide what we will be in the future..
and everytime there's that hole in my heart, be it missing my family or friends..it's better to fill it up with deeds that will make You love us even more..
I truly want to be a servant that You love..please provide me strength yaAllah, mainly against my own demons..and guide us yaAllah.
a terrible goof for fairytales and happy endings,
nmj
Monday, 27 February 2012
of learning and losing..
salam wbt,
lately labile emotions sket. takpela..may Allah forgive our sins..
astaghfirullahal azim..
Sunday, 19 February 2012
bismillah,
as you may well have noticed, i am not in the season of updating my life's journey on the b to the l to the o to the g! since i have started to retrace back to the wonderful olden days where there didn't exist any internet. and how have they managed to document their life's journey? yes, on a hard cover diary/journal.. cut things short, i have started to keep a diary again. well, sort of.
hopefully my rambles won't be too exhaustive after this. muhaha.
the other day, i was cleaning the kitchen. particularly getting rid of the habuk2 on the floor. i seem to seek solace in cleaning at the moment. maybe because the reward is visible. or maybe because their lies a deeper meaning in it. the fact that it's a sunnah, or because the whole body is moving thus endorphines are released or because "an nazhafatu minal iman". whatever the reason is, it felt good.
as i was cleaning the habuk + grease. it took some time to actually remove the grime. ucks. and Alhamdulillah, there was actually some tarbiyah behind it. you know how grime is so difficult to remove? and once you remove it, it just keeps forming again without fail? yes, but basically, even if you aren't able to remove all of it the first time around, it is still less than before. and if you constantly do it, say, my rate, i would be cleaning perhaps once a month, the grime would still get less each time. and if we keep on working on it, in the end, there will come a day, when the grime would finally disappear, and the role of cleaning the kitchen next time would be maintaining the grimeless kitchen rather than still actively removing the grime.
and the same would go to our hearts.
lots of love,
nahdiya
as you may well have noticed, i am not in the season of updating my life's journey on the b to the l to the o to the g! since i have started to retrace back to the wonderful olden days where there didn't exist any internet. and how have they managed to document their life's journey? yes, on a hard cover diary/journal.. cut things short, i have started to keep a diary again. well, sort of.
hopefully my rambles won't be too exhaustive after this. muhaha.
the other day, i was cleaning the kitchen. particularly getting rid of the habuk2 on the floor. i seem to seek solace in cleaning at the moment. maybe because the reward is visible. or maybe because their lies a deeper meaning in it. the fact that it's a sunnah, or because the whole body is moving thus endorphines are released or because "an nazhafatu minal iman". whatever the reason is, it felt good.
as i was cleaning the habuk + grease. it took some time to actually remove the grime. ucks. and Alhamdulillah, there was actually some tarbiyah behind it. you know how grime is so difficult to remove? and once you remove it, it just keeps forming again without fail? yes, but basically, even if you aren't able to remove all of it the first time around, it is still less than before. and if you constantly do it, say, my rate, i would be cleaning perhaps once a month, the grime would still get less each time. and if we keep on working on it, in the end, there will come a day, when the grime would finally disappear, and the role of cleaning the kitchen next time would be maintaining the grimeless kitchen rather than still actively removing the grime.
and the same would go to our hearts.
lots of love,
nahdiya
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Pictures from MABIT 17/2/12
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