Meniti senja keseorangan

So lovable right? :-)

Haha,I'm not going to write about that baby 👆that I named Falisy(sukesukehatijekan).I wonder who had gave birth to such a cute baby.I found his photo at Google.

Actually,I want to talk about the missing love in some human.It's saddening to see the old people who has been thrown away into the rumah orang-orang tua.Is that what they deserve after almost a hundred years of struggling in life?

Finally they have to be alone in their last remaining time.I wonder how could their children do that(if they have children).How could they?even seeing old man selling vegetables or nasi-nasi at pasar and nobody buy it could make us sad and want to hug them(not old man haha).

How could they,imagine we throw away the people who raised us.The person who we meet everyday when we're growing up.They love us unconditionally.

Then,when we have everything,the love just get disappear like that?

Oh my,that's never a love!

That's a sad truth about human,unexpectable.

That's why I'm afraid to be in love (kuuuuuuuuhhhh!)

For children outside there,don't do that to your parents ya.It's so saddening to see orang tua terbuang.The wrinkled skin around their sad eyes with so little option on what they can eat.Old people are like children,the workers in that rumah-rumah orang tua could lost their patient on them.Love your parents.

And to all muslims Allah tells us to respect our parents and to birru walidain(berbakti).And derhaka is a sin.

Sekian,bicara banyak isinya kurang.

From Wana with Love 💕

Cerita yang tak sempurna

Cerita ini belum habis,

belum sampai peleraian,klimaks pun tak pasti sudah atau belum,

Tapi..

Kalau boleh aku taknak tahu penghujungnya,

bukanlah aku harap aku mati terus.

Cuma...

Aku ni perfectionist sikit,sikit lah.

Aku takut aku kecewa,

sangat takut.

Walau menyedari hakikat qada' dan qadar,

aku masih risau.

Aku takut.

Rabb,tolong aku.

Penamat gembira,harap akan tersurat untukku.

From Wana with Love 💕

you make us tired lahh putrii (bebel,bebel,bebel...)

Peringatan mesra:jika anda tak suka pembebelan sila jangan baca,nanti you pulak yang tired.

    I love our juniors,they are like our little sisters(sweet kan),especially golongan-golongan yang memang manis macam honey bunny.And to love your orang-orang yang dipimpin is a part of leadership right?(yeke).
    However,sometimes putriii,you really make me,kakak Muthy,kakak2 BAKA,kak Papau really2 kinda tired and fed up of you.Tolonglah putrii,janganlah susahkan hidup kami yang memang sedia susah.Kenapa juga selalu buat tu perangai teda telinga???Berapa kali mo cakap jangan bising time orang solat,pakailah itu stokin saya tak bagi lagi syarat pakai yang tebal asal ada stokin,berapa kali mau cakap itu,ini,itu,ini?
      Kadang2 kakak terfikir mungkin banyak dosa kali kami yang jadi pemimpin ni sampai apa yang cuba kami betulkan dari dulu tak ada perubahan.Mungkin setiap titis air liur kami ni sudah hilang barakah.
      Kakak pun buat salah juga.Baru minggu lepas kakak potong barisan di kantin sebab risau betul lambat masuk kelas.Kakak tak marah si adik ni tulis nama kakak, cuma kakak sedih kenapa tak tegur kakak time tu sedangkan di sebelah jak kau masa tu.Kalau kakak tau haritu ada pengawas jaga barisan dan tulis nama siapa yang memotong,memang saya pegi belakang.Ini sebab dia takut mau tegur saya yang double ketua dia,tak pasal-pasal saya dapat 'nama' .Memang kakak malu,dan memang salah saya.
        You know putrii,sometimes rasa macam malas mo jaga kamu lagi,terpulanglah kamu mau jadi apa,janji siapa buat salah memang akan kena.Tapi,abang Fathan kamu pesan sama kami dulu,
           "Kita bukan ja mo betulkan yang sekarang,tapi kita kena cover kesilapan pimpinan terdahulu."
         Saya tak cakap batch pimpinan kami perfect sangat,tapi kesilapan terdahulu tu memang ada yang perlu dibetulkan,dan bukannya sikit.Saya tak mahu tinggalkan sesi pimpinan kami bulan Ogos kali nanti tanpa sebarang perubahan.Tapi putri.....you really make us tired sometimes.You make me have that nerve to doubt myself,and us.Sometimes I feel some things quite off somewhere....
          Saya bukan nak merungut ,cuma saya harap putriiii faham sikit feeling kami,especially si kak Muthy,ketua asrama kamu tu.She has been losing herself now,macam.
          I know ini dugaan kecik macam baby ja pun,saya yang melebih lebih kot.Tapi saya risau bah.Risau cerita kita macam mana nanti.
   



Sekian,pembebelan malam ini.

From Wana with Love💕

people and pain

Credit :fb

    It has been days since I wrote my last entry.Well,I was quite busy,school would start soon,yeah,huhuhu.So,when I was scrolling the facebook,I saw that ☝ picture,and I was touched.I always got uncomfortable with oversensitive people who get upset or sad for a very small matter.And it happened that I realized that I am oversensitive too(it always happens that things I hate are what I have/am too)when I told my friend about something that made me very sad and down she said;
                                                     
                                                              "Itu ja pun"
 
    When I saw that pic☝,it made me think that 'sensitiveness' is a trait that exists naturally in people with different scale.People who are too sensitive would cry even for some things that others do or say that not even confirmed being directed to them.And it's quite good too because those people are alert with others change of mood so they would act rightfully when around that moody people.
    Talking about being sad about some things,yes it is right that it does not matter how sensitive you are,when it hurts you,it hurts you.People view saddening things differently,some things that are not hurting others would be hurtful to them based on what had happened in their personal life.It could be too depressing when they have to hear that one thing that are really really umh to them.For example,people who rarely or never being insulted or people never talk harshly to them would get hurt when someone did that to them,even when that certain someone doesn't really mean it.While others would just be okay with that.
      I don't know if that too sensitive attitude which leads to overthinking could be changed because some mature people still have that attitude,maybe it's a gift actually.However,it causes people around them especially their closest friends and family members have to be careful with their actions and words.And it's quite hard when we don't even know that they are this oversensitive species.
      Idk,that picture☝ kinda want to say that oversensitive doesn't exist because what hurts you,hurts you,but people who are too sensitive does exist right?😅
 

Sekian, bicara banyak isinya kurang.

From Wana with Love 💕

Kisah-kisah Memalukan

Sometimes in life we do embarrasing mistakes,and we really hope that those mistakes were never be done.People say maybe those mistakes could be used to make us laugh,but some of it really makes me cringe every time remembering it.So,I think I will dedicate it here lah tanpa sebab.

#1.When I was little,around 7 or 8 gitu,I followed my uncle's rombongan meminang to now his wife's house.When I saw now his wife sitting among us,some one asked me "Mana cantik,dia ke ummi?"(my mom is quite pretty so if someone being said prettier than her that would be a pride,haha).I took a look at her,she's beautiful actually but I think I just tried to buat lawak at that time and said,
   "Hmmm,ummi.Yang ini banyak jerawat."
I'm sure everyone terkejut at that time,and I was not feeling guilty at all until my grandma told me about menjaga hati orang in the car.
Remembering it back make me regret it so much.I never apologize to her until today,I'm sure she still remembers that.If the 'you get what you give' really works,maybe my future nieces or nephew would say I'm ugly during my peminangan.

#2. When I was waiting the flight to KLIA,the friendly Ustaz Sabudin who was our pengiring at that time asked me,
"Hifzona anak sulung?"
"Nda ustaz ada abang saya."
And he asked me some thing about him(probably his age,I forget.)
"Oh,dia lepasan SPM"I told him.
"Oh,jadi dia tengah tunggu tawaran pegi U lah ni?"
"Tidak,sudah dia sambung form 6 di SMK Lohan."
Then I realized why did I said he is lepasan if he already back to school.(he got to be at Uni shortly after that,alhamdulillah).That's like my first conversation with him,such an ugly first impression.


#3. It was one night during my debate training in the library with my teacher and other two boys.The library is located just beside the juniors' classrooms.It happened to be that night the juniors(girls only) really-really noisy.I got distracted and decided to go to their classes.I went there and saw some girls inside the classes.Actually I'm not really familiar with my juniors' faces,you can count with fingers the amount of form 1 and form 2 students that I know.The worst part is I don't even know which floor is for form 1 classrooms,and which floor for form2.So,that night,I considered that all the small girls in the classes beside the library are form one.When I returned to library,the girls are still bising and I got upset.My teacher asked:
"Mana pula tu yang mengilai-ngilai?"
"Sana cigu(the form two students),budak2 form one."
"Oh,durang belajar di atas..."
I started to confuse,but I confidently say yes.So he went out ,he was teaching form 1,maybe he went to tegur them.He returned and said some things I don't really understand(actually I don't understand most of things he talked about when he walking back from some where,haha).Then I started to questioning myself if the kids were really form one.And tomorrow I got to know that's form 2 classrooms.Lol.Hopefully that night it's magically happened that all form one students study in the form 2 classes.Or my teacher would just consider that all form 1 students magically disappeared from that class when he went there.A good lessons for me to 'peka dengan persekitaran'🌚.


#4.When I was a kid I  love to read the Ujang magazine so much. One day,at Kota Bharu I went to buy it at the stall and asked the pokcik for it.When I returned back from the stall with tangan kosong sebab habis my brother told me that just now I asked the pokcik,
"Ada Ujang kah??"(this is Sabahan's slang)
I don't even realize that I accidently use 'bahasa luar'  while buying a magazine,and it's bahasa Sabah.So far from Klate.

From Wana with Love 💕