change.

Assalamualaikum wbt . Peace be upon you .

Once again , your visit is mostly appreciated ! Thank you . :)

                You know, I’ve finally done my school world. And I just could not explain the feeling. Why? Because the last day I was in Naim is quite ting tong. The last paper was Quran Sunnah and I decided to send up my paper 30 minutes earlier than my friend s and I went back without even meet them. And guess what?? I  regret it. Wuwuwuwu . ( tiap-tiap malam mimpi buruk rasa macam sekolah tak habis lagi – balasan tak ada ‘penamat’ kot ? hoho )

Anyway, scrolling back to the topic – CHANGE .

                  Abu was a good boy. See? WAS a good boy. When he was in secondary school  ( a well-known-excellent-school ) , he met thousand different ‘species’ of human ( eheh ). And sarcastically, he bow to the peer pressure that apparently brought him to world of different. Until one day he was spotted involved in tuut and tuut. Not as easy as we thought Abu determined to CHANGE. But people around him was totally a mess. It made Abu confused – what should he do?

                That’s it! People-us. Got it? We sometimes don’t even know and understand what is happening BUT we still love to talk about it. We gossip and talk and chatter and discuss about something that we OURSELVES are not clear about it.. We tell everything we want and add some up to make it ‘better’. We don’t even know the truth but who cares ? we love talking, right ? Ladies , JUST PLEASE STOP !

kesian la kawan . T.T

                        Mina mungkin pakai skirt pendek,tak solat,ahli kelab sosial sedunia, tapi selagimana kita masih kat  dunia – we can’t say that we are better than Mina. Who knows in the other side Mina is better than us. Anytime Mina will change if Allah will.

                         Bukankah pemilik hati itu ALLAH ? Bukankah pemilik segala kekuasaan itu ALLAH? Kita juga – tiada jaminan selamanya begini. Everyone do change. Better or getting worse, no one know.

CHANGE - is the law of life.

Those who look only to the past or present

are certain to miss the future. 

- abang JOHN F. KENNEDY

( watak mina dan abu adalah rekaan semata-mata.

tiada kena mengena antara yang hidup yang separa hidup dan yang mati )

eh.eh. tengok sini : angle pakai gucci's

Allah bless .

I woke up and could not remember what had happened..

            

Assalamualaikum . :)

Thanks for the visit . Here . I'd like to share with you my short story . And surely , it is not a true story . hoho . Well I just hope that this short simple story would make you smile a bit and put aside your problems for a while . Enjoy ! :)

               I woke up and could not remember what had happened - or better to admit that I tried to forget it. I could feel the pain in my neck that stretched right to my ear paying the debt that I did not lying well that night. I tried to straighten my neck but the pain made it impossible. The mirror reflected the view of my swollen eye describing that I cried myself to sleep. I closed my eyes and could smell the disinfectant smell of awkwardness. I looked around the room – scrutinizing every inch of it as I realized that I was going to leave it soon. It would be my last day here. My gaze dropped on the well-packed stuff, at an isolated corner of the room far from the door –imploring  me not to take them out . I groaned .

               “Belle, get up and let us have some breakfast, or we will be late !” Mama was shouting outside. My last breakfast in Congo, I thought. Oh ! I just wished that time would cooperate with me to stop for a while. I fetched the clock on the wall and took out its batteries. Childish, I admitted, but I hated to see the clock ticking. It was killing me!

                I hated to realized that the day to move had come. I hated to accept the fact that Papa was the reason why we had to move. I hated to think that how Papa had betrayed Mama for other bad woman. The most painful was I hated the feeling when I hate my beloved Papa. The warm pure tears of an innocent girl touched my cheek. I was Belle-No-Tear and disgusted of so much crying, but the pain rendered me to betray my own principle.

                The sun had given the sky a string of yellow gold necklace. The hotness of the dry air demonstrated me the concept of light in Physics with the appearance of mirage. It was totally a tiring journey. It should only have taken a day but the go-slow was endless and the car tires struck down on the road as they too did not want to leave.

              An overturned lorry blocked the road and we sat for hours waiting for the go-slow to lessen. Some men had left their cars on the road and walked away which added to the wait. Everyone was shouting. Fists were being thumped onto car bonnets. Horns blasted. People were tired of waiting but not us. It was silent in our car as no one dared to cough even the air was concentrated dry .We waited and waited without even noticing how awful the waiting was . And here were we , Naira , Lagos – the place where Mama was raised up .

              Grandma and Granda were waiting for us right in front of their small house – or better to be called as  a hut. I had never been here before and it was totally different from my sumptuousness of air conditioned-room. Unacceptable fact was I had to share ‘my room’ with Mama and my brother. Wasn’t this country supports privacy? For my shock, there was no electricity here which mean no fan during this heating temperature day, no refrigerator  with attempting cold drink, no lamp for midnight study and no life! I gasped for air as if the oxygen suddenly absorbed by the Earth .

             Suddenly out from nowhere a thin shabby boy in front of me – smiling broadly –welcoming us. Ignorantly I turned my head and stomped forward – pretended to be arrogant and rude. ‘No Belle, do not trust people easily. You do not need any friend.All you need is to be alone. Plus, he is smudgy village boy. He is just not your standard to be friend with ,’ the voice from my mind reminded. As I was going to pass him, he held my tiny wrist softly and whispered, “ Hey, a smile may change someone’s world, you know! ”He blinked his eye then released my hand and walked away . Who was that inexplicable boy ?

           That night I crooked alone in room. I abhorred to be outside. It felt like the first day of school where even you wanted to be invisible, everyone could see that you were new and out of place, and different. It was dark but the sky was lit up by the brightest star I had ever seen. The stars were so bright that when I closed my eyes they were remained there behind my eyelids until suddenly, “Booo!!” I was thrown backward. It was that smeared boy again, playing stupid trick on me .

           “Hey , I am Emanuel. It is my pleasure if you call me Em. Only special person can call me that, you know.” He grinned, showing his white teeth .I frowned as I did not feel like I wanted to talk to him. “ So, you do not like talking,eh? That’s good! You can listen to me silently.It is not easy to find silent girl here. Anyway, can I call you Miss Snob?” Em cackled.

           Weirdo! He talked non-stop and sometimes laughed alone by his own jokes. And me – I was still at my position and gave no responds – trying not to betray the voice in my mind. “I think I have to go now.” said Em. Finally! My heart cheered.  “Do not worry , we will meet again tomorrow.” Huh? Like I care. “And I hope you will bring your smile along.”  Em walked away , leaving me stunned by his words. He was so mysterious, I thought . And quite funny, and amusing, and nice.

         The next day was another hot day. The sun shone mercilessly. The beads of sweat gathered on my forehead. “Good morning Miss Snob!”. As usually he would never forgot his sweet smirk. “Today, I’m going to make you smile.” “Huh? That easy?” I answered , breaking the rules that I would not talk to him . Em smiled meaningfully . “Good sign! I thought it take a longer time to hear to your voice.” He laughed. “Now close your eyes. I have something to show you.” He held my wrist gently and lead my step . “Anyway Em, my name is Belina. You can call me Belle and only special person can call me that.” Even I could not see him I could feel that he was smiling. “Hi Belina. Nice to meet you.”

              Suddenly we stopped and Em told me to open my eyes. For my surprise , there was a big black bull in front of me. I shrieked in fear as I saw its sharp white horns. I ran backward without realizing that I was actually hugging Em’s shoulder imploring him to protect me. Em burst his laugh out loud. I had never seen any bull as gigantic as this one before. “This is my pet, Blacky. Don not be afraid , he is just nice. Come.” Em pulled me forward rendering me to be closer to his not-so-called-pet. He held my little hand and put it on Blacky’s body. We stroked his tough black body gently and it was so fun! “Do you want to ride it?” Without even had chance to answer Em lifted me upward and put me on that gigantic creature. The feeling was mixed – fear and happy ! It was my first time feeling so happy after Papa had left us. Em positioned himself behind me. Silent. It was an awkward feeling but then both of us laughed out loud.

                       “Belle, do you trust in angel?”he asked. “No,I’m not.Why?” “Well,I believed it because I am an angel.” Soundless. “I am your angel .” Em whispered . I smiled . “Hi Angel Em. I am Belle. I am snobbish. Today was a fairytale because I had super angel by my side.” I giggled. Then my new life begin.

Thank you for reading mine . As I told you it is just simple and maybe I've done some mistakes . NORMAL for a student right ? Have you got any lesson from it ? If you got some then do share with me , okay . For me , what I wanted to highlight the most is :

 LIFE IS COLOURFUL . 

life is how you look at it . :)

oh. and also , any ideas and correction are most welcome . assalamualaikum .

it is NOW or NEVER .

with the name of ALLAH .

tinggal beberapa saat je lagi boleh hirup udara kat naim .

udara tarbiyah yang dah nazak .

hampir-hampir kering .

kadang-kadang rasa macam nak marah kat diri sendiri .

tak dapat nak jalankan amanah dengan baik .

kadang-kadang pun rasa macam orang lain tengah tunding jari tepat atas muka .

siap tenyeh2 lagi atas dahi .

macam kena sembur .

SEMUA NI SALAH KAU ! HANCUR !

-ketap bibir-

farah izzati , berapa saat je lagi kau berpeluang nak tabur budi kat sekolah .

SMKA NAIM harus WAJIB menjadi BUMI TARBIYAH .

selesaikan apa yang kau dah mulakan .

you've to do something!

ya ALLAH , permudahkan urusanku .

say HORREH !

with the name of ALLAH the most gracious and merciful .

and alhmadulillah , we've done for our trial . WHAT ? done trial ? yup , and few days more for SPM . huuhhhhhh . tapi agak kesal sebab tak boleh tambah DONE SUCCESFULLY .

i admit . oh malu ! bahawasanya saya tak buat preparation yang ohsem pun untuk trial tu . contoh preparation yang tak ohsem :

 - among a dozen of homeworks and books that i brought home for raya hari tu , hanya satu set kertas
    math je yang saya sentuh . tu pun merangkak 3 soalan a day .
- masa orang lain tengah mengabsorb ilmu , saya sibuk melayan kerenah letih-mengantuk diri sendiri .

dan lain-lain ketidakohseman yang tidak layak dan memalukan untuk dipaparkan pada umum . jangan tiru di rumah .

dan ...... bila dah dapat result tu memang kena penampar cap gajah terus . yang penting , malu pada cikgu . cikgu, walau pada riaknya saya macam tak ada perasaan tapi saya memang malu dengan cikgu . -,-'

wuwuwu. menangis berlagu .

hehe . tak lah . at first memang lah macam nak meratapi trial yang telah meninggalkan saya buat selamanya . but then , huuuuuuupp ( tarik nafas dalam2 ) . saya tak nak letihkan jiwa raga perassan hati dengan tension .
memanglah kecewa . bukan kecewa dengan result tapi kecewa dengan diri sendiri yang usaha seciput cuma .  malu dengan classmates yang ohsem dan result diorang yang ohsem . asyik dapat 90-something je . -,-'
saya pulak..... tuuutt . tetiba je ada orang bisik kat telinga :

" you're in the same class , same teacher , same environment, same food, same schedule and same etc etc . what else is your reason ? WHAT ELSE??! "

hmm . malu kecewakan cikgu , parents . 

lebih malu sebab kecewakan diri sendiri .

something must be fixed .

someone must be the fixer .

dah jadi kebiasaan . kalau exam , buku lah yang jadi bantal .

sekian . tak mahu membebel saje .
selamat bersedia untuk imtihan ! :)

farah izzati .

shiuu shiuu ditiup angin . mata bersinar.

PENCETUS TRANSFORMASI

SISTEM .

biiznillah . in sha ALLAH .

me - 20 years in future

with the name of ALLAH the most gracious .

i wish and PRAY to be 

a cardiologist

a motivator

an ustazah ^^

 TV celebrity

politician
inventor



thinker

last but not least , and MOST HIGHLIGHTED 

a wife of the other half of me

and a mother of my lil caliphs 

and it comes in a package :-

 chef , doc in house , counselor , listener , shoulder to cry on ,

teacher , image consultant and etc . etc .

in sha ALLAH  :)

and i know this long long long long journey 

isn't as easy as seen

and there will be a lot lot lot load of tribulations and obstacles 

so i have to prepare for everthing .

and i have to be ready . from now .

if your respond is : alah! awalnya. lambat lagi kot . fikir la belajar-belajar dulu .

then my answer is : if set my target and goal for my life 20 years in future it doesn't

mean that i do ignore my study and my life 5 years in future or my SPM .

i have my vision and my target , and i'm clear of it . 

is that a problem ? of course not . instead , it will encourage me 

more and more and more 

because it reminds me everyday that

i have FUTURE to deal with . :)

p/s : i'll sit for SPM TRIAL EXAMINATION on 28 AUGUST 2012 .

your sincere pray is appreciated . 

may i'll be among the muslim who prove the world that

UMAT ISLAM SENTIASA BOLEH . ^^

it is all about debating . and CRITICAL MIND . :)

bismillahirrahmanirrahim . :)

assalamualaikum . moga anda yang SUDI membaca ni dalam sejahtera berkat dan maghfirah ALLAH . hehe . terharu kot kalau ada yang sudi baca . well , currently i'm in USIM joining the PERTANDINGAN DEBAT BAHASA ARAB ANTARA SEKOLAH-SEKOLAH MENENGAH KPM 2012.
and ALHAMDULILLAH sangat-sangat bersyukur perjuangan kami dalam pertandingan ni dengan jayanya kami selesaikan dan penuh puas hati . ^^

kalau perasan , post saya yang tak berisi kat bawah ni ( hehe ) pasal INTERSCHOOL-DEBATING CHAMPIONSHIP 2012 anjuran UIA

so , bila dah join both championship apa yang saya boleh konklusikan secara kasar adalah :::: :P

firstly masa dekat UIA sebelum ni , asyik bandingkan dengan championship anjuran USIM je ( sebab kena paksa pergi . :p ). tp , bila dah join USIM punye tahun ni , rasa bersyukur sangat sebab masuk yang UIA punye . satu benada yang saya respek sangat2 dengan UIA adalah diorang punye INTENTION . akak-akak and abang-abang UIA memang sangat-sangat tak lokek ilmu dan jelas sangat yang diorang cuba untuk bagi semangat kat kitorang untuk sambung delegasi debat BAHASA ARAB . verily , i fall in love with munazharah . ^_^

what i learnt -

the main thing in  DEBATING is not THE COMPETITION but the way you try your VERY BEST to tell people the right thing and your opinion . suits with dakwah , right ? it shows that how your PERFORMANCE will influence people . so it is important to learn this skill huh . :)

okelah . final untuk nusantara dah start . sambung later yaa  assalamualaikum . :)

inter school debate championship IIUM 2012

with the name of ALLAH the Most Gracious . :)

dengan ini saya dengan rasminya ingin mengkritik . huehue . takde lah .

rasa malas tulis pulak . bye .

memory .

with the name of ALLAH .


instead of taking it as unforgettable memory . i should take it as shouldbeforgottenASAP memory .

take care sis . may be blessed . what ever happen , i will not stop pray for you . good luck . face the reallity well eh . i love you lillahitaala .

yang ikhlas 

farah izzati .

terima KASIH ! :)

terima kasih sahabat .

though it just for a while .

it means a lot .

i mean , A LOT .

i do ALWAYS hope

that ALLAH will bless you .

always.always.always.always.

:)

:)

:)

mimpi

with the name of ALLAH . :)

dalam sehari dua ni , my life is all messed up with something that i don't really know what it is . upside down . miserable . semua buat tak kena . sampai rasa nak marah semua orang . dalam diam , kecik hati sebab macam tak ada orang nak ambil kisah pasal masalah yang entah bila nak habis . until yesterday morning , i was sleeping actually . but still conscious . i heard umi talked to my sister . about ME ! no need to share here but enough showing that there always will be someone who care about you . UMI CARE .then , i was wrong about tak-ada-orang-faham. emm . maybe they not really understand . how will they understand if you're not telling them anything . daaaa . haha . jelas di sini - ini adalah masalah kanak-kanak bawah umur . abaikan .

okei . back to the MIMPI . :D *winkwink*
alamak . i think that i should keep it myself lah . haha . weeeee~~ :)
yang penting , mimpi tu buat saya tersenyum and made me starts my day brighter . ngehngehngeh * gedik .

bermimpi biar sampai ke bintang .

asal kaki menjejak bumi nyata ! :)

farah izzati .

hye my name is farah . problem is my game .

wahai seorang manusia ,

instead of those saying , i appreciate it MUCH if you understand me.

=,='

kadang-kadang teringin cari seorang manusia yang tak pernah dikenali dan luah semua .

i mean it . SEMUA SEGALA-GALA-GALA .

i just need you to listen to me and smile and say nothing . okeh ?

berminat ? boleh isi borang . ngehehehehe .

dear farah . 

 a word for you . SABAR .

days after the exam . uhuhu . *lompat siket2*

with the name of ALLAH the most gracious . :)

assalamualaikum wbt .

kaifa halukum ?

insyaALLAH bikhair wa bi ajmal sihhah DAIMAN . 

its long time ago when i post something in a good mood .

and now the day come again . huhu . well , my friend quote :

sampai bila nak tenggelam dalam masalah ??

huhu . i takmau tenggelam . i nak belajar berenang . tak salah kan ?

heyhey.remember that i post something bout my additional math mark?

i 've got the mark for the latest exam . 

well , quite unsatisfied . 

but at least better than before .

ALHAMDULILLAH . :)

the mark increased by 30 marks .

so , my mark is about 66 . 

i guess . * i haven't see it pun .

B pun dah kira okei , kan ? hewhewhew.

tips when you get your marks :

1. say ALHAMDULILLAH ! no matter lah below or higher than target .

it is your mark . means that's the best for you . thank Him .

2. meet your teacher and show him/her your paper . ask for their comment and advise .

sometimes we can't see what else should we do . kan3?

3. never satisfy with those mark . i mean , strive for better in future lah .

tak syok lah kan main maintain cenggitu je . kalau turun , lagi sesak kan ?

so , try your best to do better . scan your weakness and get rid of it .

heyhey.the end of the exam doesn't mean the end of your study . huu .

lagipun , PKBS2 je pun . 

next stop : TRIAL SPM .

hey cik muda farah izzati . saya nak tengok betul ke awak ni nak sangat 11A+ .

kita tengok trial ni eh . 

man jadda wajada !

yang belajar .

                                                              cik muda farah izzati .

detik waktu terus berlalu..

with the name of ALLAH the most GRACIOUS and merciful ..

why ALLAH give you problem ?

'apakah kamu mengira kamu akan dibiarkan mengaku

bahawa kamu beriman sedangkan kamu belum diuji?'

face your problem . and make it DONE !

ya ALLAH . :(

loving the one who hate you .

with the name of ALLAH the most gracious .

tidaklah ku menjadikan ruang ini sebagai ruang untuk mengadu domba .melainkan sekadar untuk celahan berkongsi rasa . menjadikan laman sebagai kanvas tempat ku melontar warna .

sadis . right ? - the title .

don't go far . this not a fairytale . not a love story and not related to any love song . if you're expecting a charm handsome guy , then it is not .

sahabat ,

tidak kisah kau membenciku di dunia

kerana aku menegur khilafmu 

asalkan di akhirat kelak kau tidak mendakwaku 

kerana kelalaianku dari menegur mu .  

aku ,

farah izzati .

memecah sepi .

bismillahirrahmanirrahim ,

ku coret namaMU di lapangan sepi , moga setiap hasil tulisanku tidak membawa sebarang calar malah menjadi penawar bagi yang perlu .

' kita sebagai pemimpin ..blablabla ' , 
' kena jadi lebih dari orang lain .'
' tak boleh buat itu . kena buat ini .'
' jangan pandai cakap saje . '

pesanan yang kadang-kadang membuat aku bosan . bosan mendengar pesanan . bosan menjadi pemimpin . kadang-kadang juga bosan menjadi diriku .

' eh . salah tu ! sebagai pemimpin , mana boleh rasa macam tu . '

tanggapan yang mungkin timbul . hingga kadang-kadang aku menjerit ,

aku tak minta nak jadi pemimpin . aku tak pernah memohon untuk semua ini !  siapa yang pilih aku ??! kenapa pilih aku ??!

tapi sayangnya , jeritan yang mustahil untuk didengari . aku telan sendiri . wahai manusia , kadang - kadang aku harap kau sedar , pemimpin juga manusia .

tanpa sedar aku persoalkan aturan Dia . menyalahkan pimpinan sebelumnya , mempersoalkan ,
' kenapa aku ?'

' kak , why me ? i'm not good in leading '
' kak tahu farah kuat ' 
'kak tak faham ....' gumam hati ku .


hmmmm..aku kadang-kadang lantang melontar kata ,

' kalau bukan awak yang yakin dengan diri awak sendiri , nak harapkan siapa lagi ? be tough ! jangan cepat putus asa ! nilai-nilai murni yang adik-adik belajar , kenapa tak aplikasikan ? sabar ! tabah ! kak farah tahu , adik-adik boleh ! jadi kuat ! sekejap saja , percayalah . setiap kesulitan tu ALLAH hadirkan kemudahan '

lantang aku mencetus semangat adik-adik . khusuk mereka mendengar . tanpa siapa yang mampu lihat , hati aku pedih . setiap kata-kata aku , lebih layak untuk diri aku . tanpa siapa yang tahu , aku sebenarnya memotivasi diriku .

kuat farah , kuat ! it is not an optional , you HAVE TO ! I HAVE TO .

what ever doesn't kill you will make you stronger .

sesungguhnya orang yang kuat itu lebih baik

dan disukai ALLAH berbanding orang yang lemah .

( hadis riwayat muslim )

bismillahirrahmanirrahim ,

wahai insan bernama Farah ,

semoga kau terus teguh .

semoga kau jauh dari tergolong dalam kalangan mereka yang lemah .

o ALLAH , give me strength .

menjadi diriku ,

farah izzati .

my protective hero . kau ade?? :D

assalamualaikum .
izinkan saya berkongsi rasa bahagia . :)

pagi tadi , ikut abah nak pergi ambik adik-adik kat sekolah . mase tu , saya bawak adek bongsu saya sekali . disebabkan kami pergi agak awal , maka adik2 saya belum keluar lagi . jadi , kami pun tunggu kat pondok menunggu depan sekolah . lama menunggu , abah bangun nak pergi pusing kereta . abah gerak je , tetiba ada sorang mamat bermotor datang parking betol-betol depan saya . agak-agaklah lah siket brader . tak puas hati kot . masa tu , agaklah dekat motor dia tu dengan saya sampai saya tak boleh bangun . memang rimas . saya tunduk tak mahu pandang mamat yang kurang tatasusila tu . tiba-tiba , abah datang . abah datang depan saya dan suruh saya bangun pergi dekat seat yang kosong . nak tergelak pun ada jugak mase tengok muka abah . hehe .

sweet kan abah saya ? alhamdulillah . :)

highlight your father !!

i loe my abah very much ! tadi pergi buat passport dengan abah n adik . shopping sekali . jangan jeles ! :D

well , that's how a father should be pun , kan ? supportive , protective . when a father play his role perfectly , a daughter will not have any chance to love any unnecessary immature boy .

so , to every father and becoming father , BEHAVE ! prepare well . remember , future's generation is on your hand!!

and tak lupa juga buat sahabat-sahabat anak dara muslimah cantik kat luar sana !! love your parents first , okeh ! susah-susah parents jaga sejak kecik , jangan mudah-mudah nak love orang entah sape-sape . yep ! :)

yang suka ,

farah izzati .

big THANKS!! :DD

ALHAMDULILLAH !

ALHAMDULILLAH !

ALHAMDULILLAH !

ALHAMDULILLAH !

ALHAMDULILLAH !

ALHAMDULILLAH !

alkisah , purse saya hilang . dah ada laa dalam 3 minggu .

tapi , agak luar alam , hati saya tak resah pun .

walaupun dalam purse tu ada laa seciput duit , kad bank dan IC .

yang jadi agak stress siket bila kena buat passport .

cemana nak buat passport kalo takde IC kan ??

so , saya pun ambik cuti hari kames untuk pegi buat IC .

fikiran memang serabut , tapi hati tak resah pun .

sense saya kuat mengatakan purse saya tak hilang .

ada laa kat ceruk mana-mana , cuma tak jumpa .

umi dah lama geledah rumah n dalam kereta , tapi tak jumpa .

khamis . dah bersiap nak pergi jabatan pendaftaran negara .

renyah jugak rasanya , sebab kesian kat abah .

kena bayar denda . kena bersoal jawab dulu . pastu , 

abah suruh buat sendiri sebab dah besar ( wuuu , tak mao ! )

bila nak naik kereta , tiba2 umi jerit . KUAT ! tak tipu .

' farah !! dah jumpa !! ' 

umi cries . tak henti-henti puji ALLAH . subhanallah .

mestilah . dah berminggu-minggu umi yang stress tolong cari .

thanks umi . i love you . :)

alhamdulillah !!

terima kasih ALLAH . :)

saya tahu saya tak akan pernah kecewa dengan ALLAH .

alhamdulillah . alhamdulillah . alhamdulillah 

yang amat bersyukur , 

farah izzati .

itu pilihan ku . *fikrah.aurat .

bismillahirrahmanirrahim . :)

ingin dikongsi cerita diri , semoga bawa manfaat nanti . ( aiwah ! tu diaa pantun 2 kerat )

persepsi diriku soal aurat , bertudung labuh dan....

BEFORE .

emm . agak-agaknya macam manalah aku masa depan , ye ? isshh , tak mau lah pakai tudung labuh , sebab :

1. nanti payah orang nak dekat , kata nak berdakwah . kalo orang tak berani dekat cemana ?

2. simple-simple je . pakai shawl ke , tudung bawal ke , asal tutup aurat .

3. pakai shawl cantik !

4. takut nanti orang tak pandang .

5. nanti sedara-sedara mengata pulak .

konklusi : biarlah ku pakai yang sempi-sempoi je , asalkan tutup aurat .

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hari demi hari , mata saya sering je menatap mereka yang bertudung labuh . tak tahu dari mana , tetiba je ramai yang bertudung labuh hadir dalam hidup . walaupun umi bertudung labuh , tapi saya tidak pernah highlight pun . umi pun tidak pernah MENGARAHKAN anaknya bertudung labuh . ada hikmahnya , mungkin .

hati saya sentiasa redup dan syahdu bila terjumpa mana-mana muslimah bertudung labuh . kagum pun ada , berkongsi rasa cemburu . untunglah mereka , getus hati .

pernah satu hari masa tingkatan 2 , saya cuba menyarung tudung labuh umi untuk ke rumah nenek . sebelum bertolak , akal tak henti-henti risau pandangan manusia . di rumah nenek , rasa bagai setiap mata menumpu pada saya . padahal , semua tu perasaan saya sahaja . lagipun , hujah dan pegangan saya untuk bertudung labuh ketika itu tidak kukuh . sekadar mencuba . maka , berhenti di situ , saya dah tak berani menyarung tudung labuh . alasan : malu pada manusia .

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one day , in form 4

farah : umi , farah rasa nak pakai tudung labuh laaa ..

umi : pakailah . bila terdetik nak buat benda baik , jangan tangguh-tangguh . nanti ALLAH tarik balik .

farah : ............

starting from there , saya tak terfikir pun takut manusia cakap apa-apa . yang penting , SAYA RASA SELAMAT .

tapi , si tudung labuh itu jangan disangka solehah . jangan dianggap alim .

bukankah ALLAH itu menilai di HATI , bukan luaran . :) jangan gopoh melabel manusia .

when there's a will , there's a way !

jujur saya kata , saya sangat selesa , rasa selamat . mungkin ada yang akan beri tanggapan : rasa terikat . tak ! langsung tak ! malah , saya bebas , aktif nak buat kerja saya . lebih selesa beriadhah , tak risau nampak aurat .

so , anda yang terdetik nak menyarung tudung labuh , teruskan ! :)
jangan risau soal ikhlas , ikhlas itu boleh dipupuk .
jangan risau dilabel hipokrit , bukan ke hipokrit tu satu mukaddimah dalam setiap permulaan ?

jangan salah anggap yer . yang tidak bertudung labuh tu bukan tak menutup aurat . cuma , pandangan saya : saya berusaha untuk menutup aurat sebaik mungkin . berusaha menjaga kehormatan saya . merangkak mencari erti hidup . tercari-cari jalan solehah . ini pilihan saya . :)

chill ! :)

yang berkongsi cerita ,

farah izzati .

jalan mana ?

bismillahirrahmanirrahim ,

kadang-kadang , tercetus di hati , kenapa begitu yakin bercita-citakan menjadi seorang doktor ? kenapa ? kenapa ?

mulut ku kata ku minat PERUBATAN . ku suka medik . ku cinta mengubat manusia .

hati ku kata ku perlu dalami AGAMA . ku ingin belajar lebih . ingin ku petah menegakkan tinta agama .

nipis ilmu ku . cetek fahaman ku . ya ALLAH , hati ku tersorong-sorong untuk lebih mengenal agama MU . tiada jalan . diterimakah alasan ku itu ??

medik dan ilmu agama . perlukah bercabang ? perlukah dibuat pilihan ? bisakah jika disatukan ?

yang perlu dituntun ,

farah izzati .

contest BLOG SIMPLE BUT AWESOME

assalamualaikum .

eh.eh . join contest ? tersipu . first time lahh .

memang lah blog ni terlebih simple tapi ohsemnya takk .

anyway , SAHAJA AKU MENCARI PENGALAMAN JOIN CONTEST  NI LILLAHITAALA . :P

jumpa contest ni dr blog kawan , IZZATI . so , thanks to you tie . :)

dear nurul hanani , once again , my blog is SIMPLE but not too awesome . 

anyway , it's my pleasure to display your contest here , and also my pleasure to have you as my guest . :)

salam ukhwah . ^_^

and thats ALL what i wrote before i suddenly saw the date line : 11 DISEMBER 2011 . 

ohhhhhhhhhhhh . T.T     

hancusssssss leburr , lerai , retak seribu . ( tak lahh sangat ) sebab memang penuh semangat mengatur ayat . aduhaiiii ~~~

lesson : jangan taruk harapan sgt kat sesatu benda kalo tak tahu , tak pasti , dan tak jelas ! :)

yang entahapehape ,

farah izzati .

dearest adek's birthday .

a not-so-angry-bird cake . :D

happy birthday to my sister , may ALLAH bless . :)

acceptable lahh kan ? guna ising biasa je . and guna sudu je .hehe .

disaster for today ,

farah izzati

fly.fly.fly

fly to Padang , Indonesia . insyaALLAH .

11 march 2012 .

pray for me .

may ALLAH bless .

celik mata ,

farah izzati .

positive , negative

one day ,

me : umi , i feel that some of my naqibahs think negatively about me . i think they don't trust me and
      look down  on me .

umi : bukan naqibah namanya jika begitu jiwanya .

me : stunt .

tanpa sedar , saya sebenarnya yang fikir negatif terhadap naqibah-naqibah saya . rupanya , saya sendiri yang tidak yakin dengan diri saya . dan , kata-kata umi  membuat saya tergamam . malu saya menggelar diri sebagai seorang naqibah bila begitu jiwa saya . astaghfirullah .

kerdil .

farah izzati .

i love ..

if you love your mother , you'll follow her what ever she said .
if you love your father , you'll never make him frustrated .
if you love your lover , you'll try to make him / her happy .
( etc . it goes to whoever you love )

now , if ask you do you love ALLAH , i know you'll certainly answer YES .
so , do you actually act like you love HIM ?

* reflect diri jom. :)

love.love.love

farah izzati .

class theme

:)

life of form five student .



speechless .






yassir wa laa tu'assir !

sepi tanpa kata .

farah izzati .