Day and day and day...

Everyday at the crack of dawn
when everyone still deeply asleep
on the ever so comfy bed
spoiled by distant soft, hopeful hands
coolness personified by the thick mist
blanketing the mountains
morning tears start to drop 
pairs of couple bird chirps
signalling the start of a fine day


Morning like this
makes you think
of what matters and what not
the future and the past
the beginning and the end
of everything that existed


Morning like this
make us think

Childhood Memories...

I'm sure that many of us lived an excellent childhood... If not we won't be this cheerful... Smiles won't be as glittering... Attitude won't be as sunny... We won't be boring... In short your childhood really defines what you are now... Something to remember when we have our own kids later on in life...

But what, really makes an ideal childhood for anyone? Well, in general I think that love from your kin, memories with closest friends and something that we can cling onto, something to remember to bring ourselves back from the ash when we fall... Something to make us cry just by remembering that blissful memories... For me since I was born in the years of when great animation movies had just started its legacy, movies really impact my life... On particular the Toys Story franchise which just launched its last movie few months back... Look, it came out when I was 3 and ended ( I hope so )  when I'm 18... There you go, basically my whole childhood... I grew up knowing these characters; Woody, Buzz, Jessie, Bullseye, Mr and Mrs Potato Head, Slinky Dog and my personal favourite Etch the Etch-A-Sketch magic screen... Really, I could go on with the characters but its unnecessary because all of you know it too... 

I don't really know why I like this movie so much but I guess you don't need to have answers for everything... If you like it, you like it... If you don't you don't... Simple... 

The first movie though the one responsible for hooking me to this movie nonetheless is not my favourite one... The last one is as I believe others' favourite as well... Really, if you haven't watch it yet go and watch it now... And if you've watched it, watch it again... haha... It's that good and add up with the genius of Randy Newman composing the catchiest song in any Pixar movies, "You've Got a Friend in Me"... Really one of the best music I've heard in my whole life... Just lifts you out of your daily dilemmas... Talking about the overall plot, it really is not hard to understand thanks to epic story telling... Just by sitting there and not have to think much you can basically plunge into the movie itself because its so easy to understand...

Now, the last movie... Its the best as I said just now, being the highest grossing movie for 2010 globally... Just goes to add how good this movie is... This last movie really marks the end of the movie with Andy going to college and have to give up being kid ( not play with toys anymore ) which he didn't do for quite some time... Nevertheless, through all that neglect the toys still look at Andy as their rightful owner... Bla bla bla... Other than that, go watch yourself... But the last part probably the best and the saddest part of the movie... The part where Andy went to Bonnie's house to give away his toys... Add up with sad music, it just makes your eyes water and maybe cry...  All that tension and it ends up just like that... Simplicity really is the best policy... 

 

 sigh...    

To sum it up, this is an EPIC movie... I think I'm gonna watch it again... Need to buy the Bluray version... haha... 

So there you go... Part of my childhood... Sure we may have different things in mind when childhood come in thought... Whatever it may be, if its something that is dear to you I believe we should hold on to it no matter what other people might say... After all, a perspective is as strong as the believers wants it... 

till next time... cherish your childhood...

~tata~

Unusual day...

Today has been an unusual day for me... First, I start the morning, chocked by the thick mist shrouding the college area... Really is something different because it has never been this thick... So thick that I mistook it as fog... Don't believe me?? Take a look yourself... Now you believe it? haha

Almost looks like Genting Highlands... haha... Feels like it too... With the drizzling rain gently patting our back... ~~NICE~~

Too bad it doesn't last long... Few hours and its gone... Sad... Then, everything went downhill... I felt tired so fast, by 12 I was beaten... By 4 I was barely awake in the lecture hall... I just don't know whats currently going on with my body... Maybe my biological clock is setting itself back after constant sleep-at-4 o'clock during the sem break... Hmmm... Hopefully it sets back fast because I don't have the luxury of sleeping during lecture every 20 minutes anymore... 

Then, today I skipped lunch because I had morning tea... So, I went ahead and finish my math tutorial which is due to next week... Unusual... haha... I never finish my tutorials during the weekdays and I mean NEVER!!!! haha... Maybe because in my mind I would like to turn over a new leaf and it seems to be working fine with me... Maybe you guys should consider this option once in awhile... Refresh... If things stay the same all the time, It would be bring and we will feel, well, bored... So, keep things fresh... Change... haha

Lastly, I overindulge myself on tonight's dinner... The thing is, I don't eat much when I'm studying... You know, to avoid feeling drowsy... But tonight seems different... So, melantak la... haha... Friends, only bad things come from gluttony... Nothing good can be extracted from it... You waste money, and in my case I feel bloated for hours... During the Maghrib prayer, I was having difficulty breathing right because I was holding myself from expelling the things I ingested... haha... 

Miraculously, I'm still awake... Just finish my chemistry tutorial (almost)... hehe... Thats 2 tutorials done in one day!!! CEKAP!! haha... Such an unusual day... Totally... 

Ok then, nothing more to write... 

~tata~

Thanks friend...

So, first sem is of the past... A full pot of happy, sad, tension, guilt and experience... Bonds made, strengthen and never broken... Though some have left the mutual feelings of respect and friendship can never be bounded by mere kilometers or miles... Friendship extends beyond distance and even time... The time we spent with the group though just a brief period means a lot to me and now that you are taking a different route to pursue your ambition, the usual gang seems somewhat crippled... No more singing out of the blue, I have to say the thing that I surely will miss the most later in time... Lame jokes that ended up making us laugh still... Cheesy choice of words never seems to fail to brand yourself apart from others... Weird and sometimes scary activities that you do with multiple Facebook account... haha... You're unique... One of my best friends and I bid you well, all the best and give your best... Uzair Azman, may Allah bless your journey and make you the best man you can... 

*0*

After having to face it more than 10 times over 3 stages and a full decade it is still and remained still... Sure its easy in the place but it gets tougher and tougher...  Guess something never change... You get tired and the fatigue just grows exponentially as time proceeds... Burning the midnight oil is the usual habit when facing this kind of annual ordeal... Sometimes, the oil just runs out and you'll go blank which is the worst case scenario.... 

Have you guessed it?? Yup, final exams... Been stuck and nailed to my chair for more than 3 hours now, taken care off 2 and a half chapters ( hopefully ) and I'm running out of fuel!!!! OHH NOOO!!!! And to make it worst, the mart has already closed meaning I can't replenish my MP... urgh, should have bought something this evening... Regretting the fact that I was being stingy to myself... Yeah, TO MYSELF!!! I MEAN WHO DO THAT TO THEMSELVES???!!! Feel like shouting to the dark cold night... I'm sure the darkness won't be mad at me for doing so... Yeah, maybe I'll do just that... 

*you can ignore this... overwhelming stress...

'Lazy' me : Tomorrow is Sunday... Yay!! What should I do then??? Hmmm... Study... Nooo!!!! Damn... Its Sunday and I have to study?? sigh... 

'In the right mind' me : Its ok... Just a little bit longer... Plus you are doing this to achieve your ambition... You've gone too far to back off now... If you do, what will your parents feel about it and more importantly what will YOU feel once you realize that It was the wrong thing to do, quitting half way??? Do you even want to feel that bad feeling in your gut??? I sure don't...

'Now ok' me : Yeah, I should follow the second 'me'... OH YEAH!!!! 2 more chapters to go... COME ON!!!!

*real life monologue of mine... lol

till next time...

~tata~

My Loved Ones...

*look at the watch*


Been about 45 minutes I'm sitting on my trusty chair staring at my lovely laptop's screen... With the WMP ramped up to max... Clicking, visiting blog pages... Moment of silence... 


That's basically what I have been up to for the last 50 minutes or so... All that because I have this sudden urge to update my blog... BUT sadly I have NO topic... Despite being having a blank mind at the moment, I just can't rid this urge... So, think think think.... And at last, EUREKA!!!!! Now I know how Sir Isaac Newton were feeling when the apple hit his head... haha


I thought I've never, even once write about my family love... My appreciation towards their compassion to me... Its make me sad for not being appreciative... And so, this post is for my families... 


A sporting dad... Supporting, loving, responsible, strict, cool and not a smirch of doubt on his family... A person of hope, more than any people and I should know best.... That hopeful traits of his has always been the fuel for my determination... The spring that never wears out, pushing his children to greater heights than he can ever reach... Sacrificing all that he have for the sake of his beloved children and his lifetime lover... Nearly 3 decades, they've been together... Allah bless their  life and relation... This great man, my abah, was a strict man and I was always 'kena ajar' by him... With a good reason of course... Me and my sis dared not make him mad and so we always behave... Thanks to his strictness, I am what I am today.... We are what we are today... A great leader, leading the front line, the never ending journey... The quest of raising his own flesh and blood no matter their age... Superintendent of the family... My Idol... My DAD... Kasuahdi Ali   


A loving mom.... A calculative, reasonable, strict, beautiful, extremely capable, religious and everything nice... The most loving person I'll probably will ever meet... She'll sacrifice everything for her family, that I never doubt... Never take what is rightfully hers or you'll pay the price one way or another... The best cook ever... Making me drool now just by remembering her cooking... Aaah, how I miss her "ayam merah" and "ikan kukus" ... She's the one that you would want to consult about money management... haha.... She's seriously good with money management... A trait that I have yet to inherit from her... My worst moment in life is when I see my mom fell sick and there's nothing I can do... Maybe that is why I am so determined to become the person that every sick come to consult... So that I can help the needy, to help cure the sick... To serve Allah, to serve my Mom... My sweetheart... My MOM.... Nor Hayati Ghazali


My first friend... Sweet, crazy sometimes and funny... A portege' of my mom... The first born of the whole family... Loved by everyone... The cheerful attitude and the never say never attitude always affects me deeply... Strive me to better... I don't remember much about my life when I was 2-3 but i do remember the time when she was riding her bike and I was riding my baby tricycle... We clashed, I cried (obviously) and she lost 2 of her front teeth... Because of me, she went on about few years without her front teeth... Memories that I will never forget... My role model... My older sis... Nur Izreen Kasuahdi


The quiet one... my second best friend... my older sis' double... The first victim of my childishness and selfishness... I don't remember this but my mom told me that she fell into the drain when she was pregnant because I insisted that she carry me... And sure enough, it was her my mom was expecting... Her expertise lies in massaging... Out of the blue, she suddenly got this gift... Maybe Allah is being compassionate as always, grant this attribute so that she could always attend to the one that gave birth to her, to always care for both her "orang tua" and the elderly... She never complains about her issues, she's the type of person that will buffer everything that people throw at her without fail.... Thats how strong she is and people don't see this.. Good though, helps in the element of surprise... One day, people will look up to her... Just you wait... The one I will protect... My younger sis... Nur Aliaa Amirah Kasuahdi


The youngest... The golden child of the family, the pampered one obviously... haha... The youngest and so the least inexperienced... Never once she felt hardship, the sting of rattan and the lessons it brings and all those things that happens before the year 2000... The cute one should I say and definitely the fairest... One time, at my old house the neighbor would call her "jepun" coz she does have the look and skin tone... But she is definitely more than meets the eyes... Never underestimate her because she can really packs a punch... haha... Believe it, her brother knows best... Though all that, she is after all a girl and can never run away from being gentle and caring... I'm lucky to have her as my youngest sister... The fact that I had wished for a younger brother and It didn't came true really made me feel grateful because in the end I got more than what I've expected... Alhamdulillah... The one I will guide... M youngest sis...
Khuraisyah Kasuahdi


Never to be left out, my second family... Faris and his family... Through the decade our family came to know each other and grow fond, we have form a connection so tight that I know will last a lifetime... Mak Cik Naimah, Pak Cik Kamal, Adibah, Faris, Nina and Amir... I seriously wonder how my life would turn out have we not met... I guess we owe to your "ayam serama"... haha... All those memories will forever be engraved in my mind... I thank Allah always for arranging that meeting 10 years ago... 


Not a song can compare my love to my loved ones,
not a single poem can express my compassion,
not a single person can interpret my love for them,
no one can give me a better gift
no scale can measure my gratitude 
for the Almighty
for this treasure that He have entrusted me with.
I raise my hands to You and say
Alhamdulillah.

not far away

Maligner

words drifting blown by uncompromising gust

music to the ears, devastating in reality

double face

brief enjoyment, lasting disappointment and torture

in the end there are two choices

to indulge or to seemingly suffer

the unable, the old and the young

seek undisputed refuge in a town

on the safest land

situated in the pivot of universe

the leader tie down the members of the house

only to rejoin the troupe

in an unfair, one sided war

endowed only by a promise from the One

a battle of brute strength with zero tech

the long awaited chosen one

finally risen to surface

years in the safety and warmth of family

decades of preparation for two fortnights of pure blood and sweat

a year of the first day

a month of the second day

a week of the third day

and the following as it

the con artist slain by holy forces

as promised millennium prior

and then all was fine

tranquility, peace, blessings 

and above all, justice

reigns through and through

decades past by 

the death of the superintendent

the blown of the Trumpet

signalling the muqaddimah of the end

the revival through coccyx

the return to the Overseer

and all are striped off for the Purgatory

but neither cared for others

inches from blazing heat

and then the people came to the bridge

some running, some flashing by

those who came from In

into the eternal blessings

some, skid and fall

in the eternal judgement

and so the return is done

nothing can change

without His consent, they would remain downed

and all is well, for those who BELIEVE