Ya Allah. I cannot focus on my task. I should sleep. But I want to let-go something before that. I hope tomorrow will be a better day. InsyaAllah. Guide me Ya Allah. A long to-do list. I forgot, I have no time to play.. Where's my sajadah..? In the middle of the night, my mind just cling to so many things, a week before the break is a week of attention madness. To You I seek hope..
Its not that simple people.
Thinking about not to burden others. I am gambling with my own feeling. I see people as they are, not as a shooting target. Am I a complete ignorance? How could I take it easy? While time is never stop.
Oh. Do I really capable of holding this? Why I am here if could not? This is real bad. Its killing me inside out. Can somebody grab my neck and tell me one more time? I should start it. It is becoming increasingly difficult to ignore and staying normal. Ya Allah, i got a long list to do and I end up being here spilling my heart unscrupulously. When my heart beating such unusual and its telling me the vivid sense of deviating from the way I am. Yeah. I should stop. Ops, I should go. Should I start with 100 times sit up to get my nerves on tract? No. We should meet....Allah. Will You listen to me...again? I know You will...
How to ask the people I love to love what I do? Ya Allah, its hard. Or Am I not enough prepared for that? Must be. Shall I say it again, to be prepared is to get things done. Yeah, I never prepared. I am thankful. Alhamdulillah. and I am about to get there now, but will they trust me after that? I don't know.I better stop thinking about the result. Yes, i should. I think the politician cannot deal with heart. They deal with the brain, aren't they? So, I must dealing with both...and..err..I don't think I could.
People,
"This is what your teacher didn't tell"
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Sekarang saya seperti tortoise ni. Helpless. Sempat juga saya browse through makhluk ni.
That's it.
Its not that simple people.
Astagfirullahala'zim. Astagfirullahal'azim. Astagfirullahal'azim.Astagfirullahala'zim. Astagfirullahal'azim. Astagfirullahal'azim.Astagfirullahala'zim. Astagfirullahal'azim. Astagfirullahal'azim.Astagfirullahala'zim. Astagfirullahal'azim. Astagfirullahal'azim.Astagfirullahala'zim. Astagfirullahal'azim. Astagfirullahal'azim.
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Kadang-kala, bila penat sangat. saya lihat diri sendiri di context yang lain, kehidupan seorang suri rumah, a lovely one, thinking on how I could be better in house chores, taking care of my kids, and treat my family well. I got my husband to teach me all sort of things, kejut me tahajud, be my imam, be my naqib, listen to my recitation, listen to my cry, comments on my work, my cooking, tell me what to do, betulkan my tudung, help me to cross the road, defend me from any tragic smash, having talk together, taking pictures, and siram all the pokok I planted. Yeah..
A dream is a dream.
Almost impossible.
Sleep well , hoping a better day
3 comments:
hik2..nabila..having a husband really is a sweet thing huh? semoga nabila bertemu jodoh cepat2..ke dh bertemu jodoh blum bersua nie..hehe
People says "love first to be loved".naturally,people do not like to be forced but once they know the important of something to be done,they will do it willingly..:)
Sorry,macam out of context je..huhu
Rasa nak benamkan muka dalam air. tp xpe, xkisah2.. ni post tgh2 mood bwh paras sedar kot ni. about workload and responsibility. skrg absolutely fine. Thanks for the concern.
Salwani: haha part tu jugak nak highlight kan..gigit kang. jwpn: tak lari gunung dikejar.chill~ ^^
Nazrul: mcm applicable on different context, perhaps. understood kot~ jzkk :)
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