I always see people around me keep rushing in everything they do. Eating,walking and everything in their life. What do they chase for?
Back then,I loved to watch the stars and the beauty of the night. But,it was in Bainun. As soon I moved to Saser,that routine started to fade out. It programmed us like a robot. Did the same things again and again. Until,at some point,I wondered that my life really change when I enrolled here.
Its schedule was the busiest ever schedule in the world. My routine started in the early of the morning and ended at the late of night. Everyday. Learning - that was about the main thing in my daily routine. Completing homework,listening to the teachers,and revising everything that I've learned.
Up until one day,my friend asked me to accompany him to a place where we could see the night view of Seremban. Subhanallah,it was superbly beautiful,and suddenly I remembered about my past habit - watching the night environment every day before I hit the sack.
And,now I'm trying my best to make it as my habit again. Because my hectic life averts me from appreciating the beauty of night.Though it seems like petty,but it means a lot to me
The humans need to stop for a while and appreciate things around us. We don't realize how beautiful and great the things around us.
Stop chasing for something and enjoy the world in your own perspective.
Friday, 13 September 2013
Wake Up Call
It happened about two months ago in Saser,to be specific it occurred toward me.
It was Additional Mathematics' time. While the teacher kept busy teaching us,she suddenly talked about a task that she gave to us and that stuff really freaked her out.
She mad at me. She told me that I was an irresponsible person. I was wondering why she said that. Such a mystery statement.
She explained everything about my MISTAKES.To be honest,the thing that she talked about me was true. Though it hurt me so much,but there was nothing I could do. I had to swallow every words from her.
Actually,I needed to send that task on Tuesday,but because I didn't complete it,then I told my Additional Mathematics teacher that I wanted to send it on Wednesday. I managed to complete it and I was lazy enough to send to her,so I asked for my friend's help to send the task to her.
And,that was the starting point she told me that I was not a responsible guy. There were many dumb things I did that she traced and she told the whole class about it. Such a blessing in disguise I guess.
Her words realized me a lot that I neglected my responsibility to many people and to my God.
I failed to be a good Muslim,an obedient son,a good student and a great friend.
Though I'm a not good enough guy,but still I'm still trying to be a responsible guy and hopefully will be a totally responsible and matured man that can care for his family and himself someday.
There are four types of responsibility that I concluded based on that previous experience.
1) Responsibility to Allah SWT
2) Responsibility to our parents
3) Responsibility to our teachers
4) Responsibility to our friends
In the future,we'll have a great responsibilty,especially for those married one. You ought to care for you spouse and your children someday. Wow,that was too many of responsibilities.
PS - I still afraid of commitments.
It was Additional Mathematics' time. While the teacher kept busy teaching us,she suddenly talked about a task that she gave to us and that stuff really freaked her out.
She mad at me. She told me that I was an irresponsible person. I was wondering why she said that. Such a mystery statement.
She explained everything about my MISTAKES.To be honest,the thing that she talked about me was true. Though it hurt me so much,but there was nothing I could do. I had to swallow every words from her.
Actually,I needed to send that task on Tuesday,but because I didn't complete it,then I told my Additional Mathematics teacher that I wanted to send it on Wednesday. I managed to complete it and I was lazy enough to send to her,so I asked for my friend's help to send the task to her.
And,that was the starting point she told me that I was not a responsible guy. There were many dumb things I did that she traced and she told the whole class about it. Such a blessing in disguise I guess.
Her words realized me a lot that I neglected my responsibility to many people and to my God.
I failed to be a good Muslim,an obedient son,a good student and a great friend.
Though I'm a not good enough guy,but still I'm still trying to be a responsible guy and hopefully will be a totally responsible and matured man that can care for his family and himself someday.
There are four types of responsibility that I concluded based on that previous experience.
1) Responsibility to Allah SWT
2) Responsibility to our parents
3) Responsibility to our teachers
4) Responsibility to our friends
In the future,we'll have a great responsibilty,especially for those married one. You ought to care for you spouse and your children someday. Wow,that was too many of responsibilities.
PS - I still afraid of commitments.
Friday, 2 August 2013
7 Months
7 months? What's happening? Just stick your eyes to this blog and I'll tell you about this thing.
Today is 3rd August 2013. It means that I've made my place in Saser for about seven months.
At first, I was totally astonished. Time walks so fast. But,that's the reality and for sure,there's bunch of good things and bad things happen to me in that span of time.
For the first four months,I couldn't accept well the fact that I've moved out from Bainun and every moment there during that time was torturing and difficult. I always think of my old friends and old school. The old place is much better than this new place. Once,I thought of moving out from Saser but when thinking back that it was totally impossible to happen,I just forget about that ridiculous wish. Alhamdulillah,I'm very thankful to have such an understanding and great friend who seems to understand well with my situation there. Every problems that I face in Saser will be known by Um first. Though she seldom answer my call,but at least I've someone to rely on.
After having such a hard time,finally I managed to eliminate that perception. I could accept well the reality that I'm a Saserian,not a Bainunian anymore. I spent my time mostly with my awesome classmate that tend to be naughty boys but who cares,I didn't care about what others say about us especially the seniors.
But,everything changed when some of us managed to be a temporary prefect and yes,they changed at all. Such a hypocrite creature. They dare to stab their own classmates. I kind of sad with their changes. But,humans are unexpected. They will do anything to achieve the things that they crave for.
Just because of that thing,me and Acap was called by an Allah's servant to have a "talk with". Honestly,I hated the way he treated us last night. Though he was a big guy in school,but he was freaking us out. Sorry to say,but you were the horrible leader that I've ever met. You thought that harsh way could meet the solution but you were wrong man. Only diplomacy could make us change.
That's what have happened from the first moment I made a step on Saser's land until that "enjoyable" night. Actually,if I reveal all the details,maybe it can't fit in a blog instead it suits more in a novel. I hope that I can going through all this hardship. I'm feeling insecure since entering that school. But,if there's hope and will,insyaallah everything's going to be alright.
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