Sunday, December 23, 2007

Talking of my greatest regret

About a week has passed and now then i have the courage to write about this.

You know, i'm the kind of person who, whenever a drastic change takes place, needs to take time and real solid evidence to tell me its for real.

And yes, when i see that the chair she used to sit is now used by someone else,

yes, when i no more see the white chair with the black bottom cushion used in zuhur/asar/maghrib/isyak for her prayers

yes, when i no more hear the gentle nuances of her voice whenever i give salam to the house

yes, when i heard the cute laugh no more when any member of the family cracks a joke

yes, when theres no more of me joking with her whenever she gives me extra cash

yes, when i see my grandpa alone at the window when we go home every weekend

yes, when there's one less person in the kitchen at the eve of Iduladha

yes, when.....i kissed her forehead and cheeks for the last time that evening.

Yes, Grandma left for Allah's abode on the morning of monday 10 december 2007.

Grandma i miss you.

If i had known this is to happen, I'd have not went to Ubin to enjoy myself.

I'd have visit her even though its just for a minute.

That was my greatest regret.

The regret of my life.

Khususan Almarhumah Hajjah Rahma Binte Mor, Al Fatihah.

May Allah bless you and may you be placed among the pious and his most loved servants.


Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Guess who's back?

ok..i don't know if anybody or anyone is going to read this for that matter. But i'll just write some stuff...heh...i think i am going back into blogging, since im done with my As.

well life has been an ass but also great at times. soon im entering a new phase. NS lah sey!!! I got into Civil Defence and as Zahid put it, abg-abg api. Heh. Okla i guess...CD pun CD la..heh..

anyway, i got a few poems i came up with, but it is in malay. and some in english. I almost lost touch with the whole writing stuff. heh. been scientised by A levels. Say what? im taking bio, phy and econs..where got inspiration like that??

heh..ok this is a bit random but just typing what i want blog what?heh..ok..i dunno if anybody reads this la ok.

Respect De Chao.

Thursday, February 15, 2007


ns sBack.

wah..its been quite sometime since i actually blogs dead...

anyway...the past weeks have been great...i think im doing ok in sch..except for physics..cos i seem to not get the whole idea of it..and of course all-time-not-ok-subject: biology. Bio sucks..memorisation work damn irritating...

i@fun carnival was..quite no was put into was such a mess..disorganised...i know its not easy but at least plan betul2la sikit..rabak seh...khairul, aishah and maya came..and a few other friends...

then was the family felt good to be able to catch up with the cousins...we are very closed..watched each other grow up...but all of us are getting can't believe i'm 18..its so fast...:)

inspiration came to a halt nowadays..i don't know why...maybe cos preoccupied with schoolwork..which is stressful...A levels..damn man...but im gonna ace it...and get to uni...confident seh...

i dunno what to brain jam....should i study or should i not????

Next time.

Respect till infinity

The Poet

Thursday, January 25, 2007

La Tahzan

I would like to make a special tribute in the loving memory of Professor Syed Hussein Al-Attas who have returned to Allah's SWT abode on Thursday, 25/1/07. May Allah bless him for all his contributions to the society and may he be placed among the pious and the Syuhadah. Amin.
Anyway...i was browsing thru friendster and i found a blog which posted an excerpt of the book titled 'La Tahzan'(don't be sad) by Dr 'Aidh Al Qarni. Much love to the owner of the blog and mad props to Dr 'Aidh. So here it goes:

If you are stricken by poverty, others are chained in debt.
If you don't have shoes, others have no feet.
If you feel pain now, others have been aching for years.
If your son dies, other have lost many.

If you have sinned, then repent.
If you have committed a mistake, correct it.
The doors of repentance are ever open!
The fountain of forgiveness is every rich!
So, don't be sad!

Let all bygones be bygones!
What is predestined for you, you shall see it!
Being sad will not change anything!
So don't be sad!

Sadness spoils your life!
Destroys your happiness!
And turns it into wretchedness!
So don't be sad!

Supplication is your shield!
Prayer is your beacon!
Prostration is your means!
So don't be sad!

See how vast is the earth!
How nice are the gardens and forests!
How bright are the stars!
All are happy, but you are sad!
So, don't be sad!

You have sweet water to drink!
Fresh air to breathe!
Feet to walk with!
You sleep safely in your bed!
So, why be sad?

Every cloud has a silver lining!
After long nights, come the bright sun!
Life will soon give you a smile!
So be ready to get it!

And don't be sad!
Real life is that spent in happiness!
So cross out you sad days from your age!
Peace of mind is the real treasure!
Sorrow avails not!
So don't be sad!

Dr 'Aidh Al Qarni

till we meet again...

Respect till Infinity

Zul Pujangga

Sunday, January 07, 2007

Ode to my 'Muslim' friend

This i wish i don't have to tell but i got to,
it was morn, three men conversing between two,
its the first day since the years passed,
reminiscing moments that lasts.
They asked a question, "man why don't you drink?",
no thinking, i just said that i'm a muslim,
and their next reaction did blew me of my mind,
they were laughing, giggling sif' i spit a comedy line.
It hit my temple, like thoughts coming in gushes,
cos' my hope for a muslim friend crash and burn into ashes.

I'm not irate, i don't wish to curse.
I just wanna lay down, priorities first.
They laughed, yeah so whats the big ish'?
they are muslims too, damn and thats a big hit.
that moment, my mind was empty,
as shock and disgust overcame me,
i start to query:
I can't believe how true this reality?
like the sweet fairy tale or bitter tsunami?
I felt like packing my bag, stash by stash,
as my hope for a muslim friend burns to ash.

This the third verse cos two just ain't sufficient.
This message i bring friends take time to listen,
if you don't wanna follow then walk out silent,
theres no need for you to start your dissing.
Ridicule and act tough, aping and then laugh,
gaping at your stuff, denying in your doubt,
man, i wish the Prophet could live again,
so they could see how he protected our religion.
God, make sahabas live again,
so we can see how they suffered and then prolly we can comprehend,
till that day come i'm in the mosque and on my knees,
hope for a muslim friend to come, a wish that never cease.

Zul Pujangga

Respect till infinity.

"O ye who believe! Intoxicants and gambling, (dedication of) stones, and (divination by) arrows, are an abomination,- of Satan's handwork: eschew such (abomination), that ye may prosper."(5;90)