Muslim brotherhood

Tanta is now hot with 

lots of campaigns regarding 

famine in Somalia. 

I mean...it is NICE to see 

everybody is getting bussier 

and bussier for the sake 

of brotherhood. Moreover, 

it colours the life of a student.

Well, yes you are a student. 

But it doesn't mean that 

you have to be an ignorant 

other than your 'study' things.

Darou na?

Frankly, the issue of Somalia is already an old issue. Old but ongoing. But maybe I wasn't aware enough that I don't know much about it. The only thing I know is that Somalia is a very poor looking country...with battles here and there...starvation every where...extinction!

Syria - Salahuddin Ayyubi

Damascus, the capital of Republic of Syria.

It was a frosty morning. 

I started my journey that day. 

It was a perfect day. 

The sun had splashed pink clouds 

across the horizon and rivers of 

silver light ran through the streets.

It was among the days 

I spent in Syria. 

Yes, I haven't told you a thing 

about spending time in Syria yet, 

you must be very confused.

No. You don't have to.

Syafakillah

Actually I want to let you know ONE thing.

Baby-Ie was admitted to hospital 

just couple of days ago. 

She undergo a surgery for 

having acute appendicitis. Alhamdulillah 

it was a successful surgery.

It happened during her last 

paper of PMR. She was trying 

hard to control her pain  

but after 15 minutes she was 

trembling with unbearable pain. 

She was brought to the hospital 

immediately and was given 

a shot of pain killer (I guess). 

After Baby was stabilized again, 

she continued her battle for her 

Arabic Language paper.

Eid eve

I am smiling at the memory.


It is going to be Aidilfitri soon. 
By soon, I mean VERY soon. 
Underage children would have been very 
excited about 'Hari Raya'. 
Because I used to be an INNOCENT 
young girl, so I pretty much knew 
how exciting it was to celebrate Hari Raya. 
Eventhough, I used to not fasting 
the whole month of Ramadhan that time. 
Yeah, I was a little naughty!


And do you know what I was 
EAGER about Hari Raya?
ANG POW! 
Or it is called as 'Duit Raya' in Malaysia.


Don't laugh, darling. It is normal, for a kid. 
And not for a grown-up. 
Obviously because you DON'T get 'ang-pows' any more. You give.

Prayer power

As Ramadhan is approaching, 

I can sense the enthusiasm runs in everyone. 

This is a GREAT sign! 

When you come to such degree 

of excitation and eagerness 

looking forward for Ramadhan 

to greet you, your soul is 

emitting good auras. OR in Naruto 

they called it as 'chakras'. 

But I'm no Naruto fan. Not that I hate, 

I'm just not one of the fan.

Maybe if we talked about Tennis no Oijusama, it will be a different story!


BACK to the story.

Topkapi Sarayi

Assalamualaikum! 

How do you do?

OK. Things are getting dull here, I supposed.

So, let's get some fresh air...let's go travelling!

Oh, C'mon! Just for a few minutes! Don't worry about the ticket..this time, MY treat!

Istanbul, tamam?

Sen guzelsin!!!

When I was in Turkey, I visited Topkapi Palace. It was a majestic building...with an impressive entrance gate, named as Gate of Salutation. I was like, "WOW! This is so great!" That I was so EAGER to walk inside.

Tragedy

Yesterday night I hurt myself. It was 1.30 in the early morning. Outside were glittery stars against the illuminating sky. I could see them from my window pane. But I couldn't see the fair moon. It was hiding behind the wall of my room. But I knew it was there.

Lately, since the exam 

started pressuring my brain, 

I found myself being an insomniac. 

Like...who on earth would sleep soundly during nights of exams right? 

I was in too much worries and still is.

Surprisingly, even it was over, 

I still couldn't sleep at nights.

Irony

OK, folks!


Here I go again!


But before I go on with my DISCUSSION
this time, well, I've been wondering...


Have you ever kept a diary to yourself?


Uhm, you know that kind of BOOK 
which you record your daily 
events and experiences. 
Where you pour your heart out, 
spill your emotion, take out your anger. 
Baaah! As if NOBODY knows what a diary is!

Nina in Japan

I have a confession to make. Maybe several confessions. 


But don't be surprised and say ''Eeeehhh?"

Okay! Here it comes. 

First of all, despite the fact that 

my annual exam is VERY NEAR 

around the corner, still I don't study 

that much anyway. And second of all, 

I'm addicted to 'Nina In Japan'! 

That I've been watching and 

stalking to her videos uploaded by 

her Papa since she was merely a toddler. 

They are fascinating!

Unintended

Yesterday was a nightmare. I just closed my eyes and lay there like a beached whale, which every inch of my body aching. Even my hair hurt. However, the worst part was me performing a freak SHOW. 


With that degree of aching, I went screaming on and off. Very abnormally loudly.


And I was the freak.


So, today, I'm absolutely NOT sharing about yesterday. I'd wish to tell myself that yesterday was nothing. Nothing is ever nothing. It's always something.


Well then, let me spread the story of yesterday's yesterday to a yesterday, to another yesterday. I'm pretty sure it means a lot of yesterdays.

Nobody but you

 

I'd give my all to have

Just one more night with you

I'd risk my life...lalalalala

Melancholy.

Now, I don't know whether you know it, but I have a new pet. And it is a cat. It is not so little tom, with fine big whiskers and a nice long bushy tail. So white all over and so fluffy.

Very very very playful. It runs all over my spacious room..on my desk  pretending to study, then on my keyboard replying all the instant messengers on the screen. It hops to the floor, furiously to the mirror watching his reflection wondering if there's another cat behind it. Most of the times, it sits on my super duper new printer washing his face to come out printed on a piece of paper. Next, it climbs my bed that I refused to share with, so I sacrifice my pillow to satisfy him. It curls as i take him with his pillow on my lap. It sleeps soundly.

Distraction

What is 'lucky'?

Months ago during my attachment at a KK in my place, I introduced myself as a medical student in Egypt. And the staffs said, "Yana, you are very lucky!" Despite the lucky me, in there was the first time in my life dealing with real blood drawing and unsurprisingly I failed a few times. Yet, I was still lucky.

Years ago, even when I told my most bossom friend in world (credit to Nasratul Naim), that my life turned upside down and my parents were hating each other, yet she uttered dearly, "Don't you realize how lucky you are?"

After all I've been through in my life, all the setbacks, frustrations, disappointments, problems and breakdowns...yet I have to consider myself as 'lucky'?