Monday, October 19, 2015

Math on Time of Infinity

Once i read somewhere.. That it was written upon the day of rise, the Prophet SAW will gives his syafaat to 70,000 followers, and another 70,000 on top of that 70,000. That will make it look like this:

~~ 70,000 + (70,000 x 70,000) = 4,900,070,000.
Alhamdulillah, it seems so many right?

It has been 1436H. Meaning the generations change for the last 1436 years exceeding 57th generations already.

Considering that many syuhada since the Prophet SAW passed away.. How i look around me - those people on war upon themselves the Palestinians, the Syrians, the Afghanistans, the people in Egypt etc.. Not to mention those involve in accidents and natural disasters like those in Acheh on tsunami, the recent incidents in Mina and inside Masjidil Haram itself during Hajj, things that happened there before this as well, the normal vehicles accidents, those who fights for the righteous and for the benefits of other people.. The liat goes on and on and on..

Made me realize even further.. That i am actually becoming lesser and lesser on the priority list. In comparison with all the things i have now that i am even reluctant to letting go, that i cannot imagine how to live without one.. My heart cries with so many mixed feelings.

Dear My Rabb..
Forgives me and erases my many sins. Forbid me and those i loves from the fire of the hell. 

Friday, June 05, 2015

Blessing in Disguise

You know how difficult it is when you have all the spirit to move on and istiqamah (continuosly doing it), but somehow in the middle of the road you found some obstacles.. Like mine, perhaps it was the computer that suddenly kept on hanged, or the surprisingly unstable internet connection thru WiFi.. Wow, it is not easy to write. How does those mommies out there did it huh? Found my friends with juggling between office works, meetings and datelines, house works and handling children able to write much more plus their family trips, cooking, workshop etc. I am so envy with their strength hihihi

On February 3 years ago, i was assigned to assist on development of new business wing for an organization in East Coast region. New business start up that will be a pilot test for other branches. As earlier we found the local team in difficulties to make it move, so the CEO asked me whether any possibility for me to overseeing that project. Of course i have to get consent from my husband, and it was lucky that the place is nearby my husband's hometown - the parents in law house. So he said yes, and i gave condition to the organization it should be a max of 1 year and i shall be coming back after that. No staying there forever.

During that year, i travelled a lot from and to KL and KT. I frequently went for outstation in KL, well as you now..outstation means your time will be fully utilize at the office. I was in the office from 8.00am to 9.30pm every outstation day in KL. I barely had time to 'watch' my house in KL, i wont be able to cook, clean up, arrange things or even sweep the floor.. So, yeahhh i do missed our little house here a lot.

It was a long distance relationship, since my daughter and I were in KT and my husband was in KL. We met mostly on average of once in 5 weeks, and fill up those other days through phone calls and rarely videos as internet connection at my PIL was only 516kb. Often when we met, either one side of us will be exhausted due to long distance travelling. Imagine that the travel time by road was about  8 hours at that time. Even if i was the one coming to KL, i was already overwhelmed by many tasks that need to be completed at the office.

Blessing in Disguise.

I would say that as the parents, our daughter missed her dad the most. But she was loved more (less misbehave & mess making in front of the dad, thus less scolds haha) As a couple, it was the feeling of longing for each other. We quarrel or being in disagreement lesser (or almost none?) so in a bit of harmony life.. As a daughter in law and grand-daughter, we developed good relationship with not only the PIL but my husband's side of extended families.

Of course about the work experience. I learnt that if i am focus enough, with blessing from husband and family and of course with The Almighty's will.. The sky is only the beginning.. (hahaha!!)

Monday, May 18, 2015

A Bad Habit

When reading is no longer considered a good habit:

Reading The FB's Newsfeed

My love for reading is something weird even to myself. I will stop to read (or try to read) any written things that come across my eyes. I mean literally almost all things, even in language that is alien to me, I will try to read it (Haha (laugh) or Huhu (cry)?). Whether i understand it or not will be a second matter.

Blame it on the active facebook users who keep on sharing so many interesting topics, new info, hot news, gossips and scandals.. or blame it on my own fingers which seems so itchy to scroll up and down my phone screen. Perhaps, we can put the blame on that high speed broadband thingy that gives me access to many things and enable me to view movie clips without the lagging, buffer time.

Please do not blame me for being silent all these while, i have been busy readings. Not until my other half asked me when would i start writing back perhaps on journal of our children's development so that one day they may refer to my writings here about them, or my non-stop babbling about this issue and that matter.. Not to mention on that many times i loudly vowed my intention to write , write, write and record things that happen in my daily life.. Thus serving the purpose of this blog's creation awhile ago.

Since the engine has been kept cold for quite a while, believe me it takes a while to warm up. I will have to ensure to stick up that mental note on my brain - Write, as 'Like' in facebook is not a post. Share, not to pleased but for exchange of knowledge. Enthusiasm. not to die cold as the journey is still long... InshaAllah.