SHE PASSED AWAY

Salaams,

In The Name of Allah, The Most Merciful, The Most Gracious.

My SV’s mother passed away last Saturday. He was devastated, naturally, and I will be immensely grateful if the readers could present Al-Fatihah to the deceased. Al- Fatihah. He is still in Istanbul, and I for one will never know when we will have a meeting again. But I trust him when he said that everything will be all right and we will able to catch up with all the works. Don’t worry Sir, you will meet her again, sooner or later.

I haven’t updated this little neglected blog for a while, in which it is uncharacterised. In a way, I think, I'm dead too. I was planning to bury myself, and waited until the ghastly hurt of the funeral is over before I manage to summon all the power of self-will and continue on living. Yes, that dramatic, I could never enunciate it more profoundly. As my friend put it conveniently, it is a small kiamat. It has destroyed everything that I hold dearly, especially the faith. It was a hideous nightmare, and I will be lying if I tell the readers if it is over. It is nearly over, and I think it will never be over if I couldn’t draw the will to fight through an unbelievable means.

I am watching Hitman Reborn introduced by a lovely friend, in which again, it is so uncharacterised of me. I prefer dramas, the real living people act and show emotions: love, hurt, ego, pride, jealousy. Thus, it is safe to say that this is the first anime that I watch seriously, with patience and endurance. I’m famous with my short attention span, where I try to cure it for many years, but eventually come to the term that I am born like that.

What is so special about this anime? Since this is the first time I involve with this world, it is more than a little unfair to compare and contrast it with other anime shows. What I can say is: even though it is hedonic, I think, the show has restored my faith, my belief, my hope. The revivals of the willpower, the inner strength and the fortitude are amazingly the results of watching this show. My dear readers, as you know, there are billions paths towards Allah swt, and Alhamdulillah, instead of feeling guilty after watching it like other shows, I feel quietly rejuvenate. The past events are the trials and kifarah, I'm reflecting and repenting.

Resolution, is everything. And the rings will never be brightly flamed if the resolution is at its worse, weak and shallow. Go with the unfaltering and unwavering faith, Nur. Draw the strength from Tsuna, the No-Good Tsuna who has miraculously changed into the best fighter. Majecticly incredible.

*Images are from the PostSecret*

YO TE AMO II

P/S: Blame it to the freaking cold weather! Dah dah dah, gi study!

p/s: Owh and this doesn't reflect my mood aiiii! Feel free to send it to your loved ones! The legal one of course.... :)

SCOTLAND 5 - THE END

*This is my most favourite photo during this trip*

Salaams,

I do not do the boating activity, which is visiting the Loch Ness (the lake). My stomach hasn't settled even after the late lunch. Thus, we spend time visiting and photographing around the little town (see Scotland 4). After that, to avoid the motion-sickness again, I sleep the entire journey to Edinburgh. The below photos are credited to Geolife. Amazing views, isn't it? May it inspire you, to the betterment, or better, to greatness. InsyaAllah.

To kill the time, we go to the Edinburgh Central Mosque. Alhamdulillah, right after that, we have pizza. I am craving for rice, typical Malay, but the pizza is delicious!




And ordering capuccino, believing it will be a rival to the capuccino that I love so much when I was visiting London during X-Mas. Alas!




The Edinburgh Parliment, I believe is on the far right side of my friend, and beside it is the proud Edinburgh Castle. Beautiful. And there are thousand of stars smiling at us that night.



Rushing to catch the train, we are running, but hey, photograph is a serious business too!


Right before we board the train. In the train, I can't manage to sleep. There is a full moon, and looking at it brings lots of memories. Especially you.

SCOTLAND 4- THE LOCH NESS ITSELF

Salaams,

In the name of Allah, the Most Merciful, the Most Gracious.

Here it is, the Loch Ness itself. The most beautiful little town. The snow falls suddenly, right after the prayer on the bench, and our cameras decide to die temporarily. It drives us crazy, as there are a lots of places that scream to be photographed. Ah, will come again, InsyaAllah.

The Turkish place is where we have our lunch. The fish and chips, and when the owners claim that they are muslims too, we are more than regret to not eating their chicken or beef burgers. But when my friend tells me that she sees there is a pork as their main menu, a much-relieved sense comes to me. Alhamdulillah. Look how pale we are, the motion-sickness has enveloped us for the entire journey!

The Scottish couple who are very nice to volunteer taking our pictures. Sensing our struggleness to use the self-timer, the uncle takes over the photography session!

SCOTLAND 3: LOCH NESS AND I DONT KNOW

Salaams,

More pictures from the Scotland trip. Some are taken when we are on the way to Loch Ness, and some are from the Loch Ness itself. Credit to the Geolife, the DLSR's owner, who has taken so many beautiful photos, as lovely as she is.

SCOTLAND 2- GLENCOE, THE HIGHLAND

Salaams,

Today, the gloomy day, couples with the flakes who decide to fall gracefully. I'm still in the Highland , I believe. Reminiscence again, aren't we? Here I present the majectic views from the Highland, Scotland, on the way to Lochness. We stopped at Glencoe, where the brutal battle took place between the MacDonald clan with the Campbell hundreds years ago, under the order of King William III. Betrayal by the King. Dirty politic, playing with the disgusting power and equally repulsive ego. Shame on you, King.

Owh, and the weather is horribly cold, do not be decieved with the blazing sun and the sunny smiles. Especially the sunny smiles, it is for the sake of the photos!

SCOTLAND 1 - NEWCASTLE STOP

Salams,

In the name of Allah, The Most Gracious, The Most Merciful.

I've been to Edinburgh again, but just an overnight, as on the next day we went to Lochness to see Nessi, if Allah swt permits. But before the Edinburgh Trip, we went to Newcastle to visit the biggest city in the North, and to celebrate a friend's birthday. Owh, 'we' are my Londoners friends and I. And this trip is easily the best trip, excluding the trips with parents, of course. Stress-free, fun, and beauty, beauty beauty. In the hearts and places.

Will meet them again, insyaAllah. Here are some of our pictures - in Newcastle, the Lochness pictures will be posted later, InsyaAllah . Taken with DSLR, aren't we beautiful? *sigh* I think I need to reconsider using DSLR in the future. To you, friends of heart, thanks for everything. I meet an old friend, and I gain a new friend, and that's count something. Everything.

And yeah, there is still snow. Majesticly falls, to tell you that kindness means everything. That Allah swt is beside you, always. That I will always pray for you.

REMINISCENCE -NEWCASTLE

Salaams,

Still in the mood of reminiscence, yah, I present pictures of my parents when we went out for outing in Newcastle.

REMINISCENCE - DURHAM

Salams,

I'm doing the Malaysian economic background, which for some poople, it is surely a cinch, but for me, with the tons and tons of information, I nearly go crazy. Here it is then, I vow myself to make other people happy when visiting the blog - by putting the photos when I was travelling with my dad and mum. This entry witnesses the first time they put a step on this soil. Ah, reminiscence, arent we? Owh, not a very important news - Federer and Tsonga are in the semi-final for Australian Open Tennis, and Nadal retires earlier when he meets Murray. Owh well.

The Durham Castle. Scary looking.

The Durham Cathedral. I haven't been to the Cathedral since my last visit, which I cant remember, maybe during the Lumier Night.

Is it spring? Yes, it is, and the flowers blossom beautifully.

They were just arrived, and I can still remember their hugges and kisses. Strange, I didn't cry, too overcome with their majestic presence. I hadn't seen them for more than a year. Man, I need to go back home.

TO THE POINT OF MURDER

Salaams,

In the name of Allah swt, the Most Merciful, the Most Kind,

Last week witnessed me of my shopping spree. However, it is not meant to be mine, trust me, but the activity has a little impact on my consciousness. I discover, with dismay, I like to shop, a laughable notion as it is aligned with the Keynesian' Theory that emphasizes on the demand.

In the car, the conversation with Kak Elli has drifted on the economic situation in Malaysia. It boils our bloods with the current conditions, where numerous taxes will be introduced and more budgets will be cut. This has nothing to do with the followed and celebrated economic theories, instead, it is the results of the greediness and stupidity of the government's management. Not to mention the high level of corruptions, in which only the "blind" people are unaware of its severe implications to the nation.

Having learn economics, we are more than realised of the grieved impact of the huge reduction in the foreign direct investment (FDI) recently. However, with our-less-than-humble opinions, the loss of the FDI is indeed, is solely due to the political instability, political unrest, political upheaval, that are presently enveloping our suffering country. Not because of the macroeconomic conditions, no no no, even though we know China is on the way of stealing all the FDI due to her cheap labour costs. Owh, off the record, it is also due to the atrocious personalities exhibited by the leaders.

Starting with the outrageous and unbelievable manslaughter of Altantuya, followed by the impossibly loss of two jet engine and now the barbaric act of burning the churches. This is beyond belief, it is humiliating and sickening to see what men will do to attain power, and more importantly, to retain power. Power, appearantly, is much more important than the people.

We, for once, never believe the perception of the government has no money. Trust us, ladies and gentlemen, it is impossible to not have the money and reserves. It is the question where the money is.

It always anger me, to the point of murder, when talking about this matter. Well, I better eat the ice-cream before I spill any blood.