~ safe ~

remember about my missing hand phone? and how nervous wreck I am of telling my ummi and abah? well, i told them. i should have told them earlier, but my ummi and abah accept it well. yes, well. my ummi just said 'dah bukan rezeki, maybe ada salah di mana-mana'

so, i'm fine right now. my ummi said, just do with what you have right now because i will certainly not buying a new one for you. that's the punishment i think, hehe. what to do? i'll live..

ai-na : that is how we learn to live the hard way..

~ Lost ~

The last few weeks had been so hectic for me and my friends. Being the final semester student is no joke, man! Time flies, and it is nearing to the final exam! I even asked myself, what had I learned this semester? So much assignments and presentations that I made me forgot what had happen these past few weeks. A lot of sacrifices to be made, things to be let go and some people would not understand the position that I am in. Forcing me to do this, go there and what so ever. (it is not that I don’t want to join, but my time is constraint!) It is tiring and stressful.

And I know I’ve been neglecting a lot, so ALLAH has sent me some remembrances. This happened during last week, the last 14 weeks of study. The most busiest week of all. On Thursday, me and my friends purposely skipped classes, Law classes, to finish up our Etr presentation that due on Friday, the next day.  I lost my room key in the toilet bowl! I tried to save it, but unfortunately when I could not hold … any longer, I went to the toilet next to the one with my key in. Then, I heard, someone was inside the toilet next to me and flushed! There goes my key, goodbye! Huhu!  What more is, the person who flushed the toilet is my friend! So, I was locked outside my room without able to do anything. I have to wait for my roommate who also my classmate back from Law class to open the door so I can get in and do my work. See! It just the same as I go to class and back at that time. Moral of the story, never skip class no matter what. (but I still skipped the night class, hehe)

Next remembrances are, I’m having fever on Saturday. And that day I have Critical Thinking test! Huhu! I hope I can make it. Later that day, I can not have my rest because I have promised my little sister to accompany her to PC Fair in KLCC so I have to go. Then go to the service centre to upgrade her office and activate it, until late. That night I was supposed to sleep at my friend’s house so I dragged my sister there since her house is near my friend’s. My sister packed her things at her house and it is already 2230, so we have to take the taxi to go to my friend’s.

My friend asked my to text her if we already near her house, so I did that. Upon arriving, I paid the taxi driver and get out. Then I realised something is missing! My handphone! I left it in the taxi! The stupidest thing ever for me is that I forgot to take the taxi’s number! So, I told my friend that I have to go back and chase the taxi. Me and my sister get on another taxi and try to go back to where we take the first taxi. The 2^nd taxi driver is very helpful, he knows the 1^st taxi driver but unfortunately he did not have the phone number of that driver. My sister called her friend to find the 1^st taxi as we already know t he number at the place we get on it. Her friend found the taxi; search the taxi with the driver but no handphone. We arrived there and I asked the driver if I can checked it again myself. He said, go on and the result is still the same. No handphone! When I tried to called my number again, it already off as someone already have it. The taxi driver said there is few people ask to be sent someplace but he refused. But, there are 3 guys that stop him and ask whether he could send them to Carrefour, 2 of them already halfway into the taxi. The taxi driver said he will charge RM10, but they refused and the taxi driver asked how much they want to pay but they refused and go away. So the taxi driver said he went straight away to the place we first board him.

So, our assumptions are that 3 guys took my handphone. What can I do? I can do nothing as it is my own fault, my own carelessness. No matter how hard I cried, the handphone is still gone. (I did cried though, cried until I slept that night) What is worst is, it is exactly 1 year after the day my laptop, handphone and my abah’s mp3(which I borrowed) being stolen. Exactly a week before my final exam. What make me so sad is the handphone that is just lost is my abah’s phone, which he bought it because his old phone can no longer be used. That is why when I first lost my handphone he gave me his new handphone and use again the old one. The thing he said to me when he gave me his new phone that make me sad when I remembered it, ‘Jaga handphone ni kak, macam mana akak sayang abah’. How can you not feel sad when he said that? I felt like I’m disappointing him. Whenever I remember it, I cried. It hurt so much.

Then, I try to realise my mistake. What have I done to be tested again? I tried to muhasabah myself, looking for the holes in my amal. What have I do wrong? There is time when I feel like I really need someone to be with me, but I realised again ALLAH is with me all the time. HE knows me well, inside out and always there for me. It just us, that sometimes forget HIM and when something like this happened, we look for HIM.

ai-na : i don't know if I should tell my ummi and my abah...

~ Rambles Brambles ~

I want to fly away

Fly through the white clouds

And touch the sky

I want to run away

As far as I can

Till the end of the world

I want to swim away

To the deepest ocean

Explore and learn the beauty of creation

But in the end

I have to come back

ai-na : maksudnye, berpijaklah di bumi yang nyata, asyik berangan je!