Ok, this i can guarantee u. This is not an Entahlah post :
The first day back to school was really tiring (for the body but not for my mind). Ive been climbing up the stairs all day long settling a few here and there, trying to find peace in the middle of the busy-ness. What happened during the holidays were history. Now its time for History-making in Reality.
So, basicly i did went to ILIM (Institut Latihan Islam Malaysia), and did a mistake by which i got into the wrong room (not with my destined roomate-Ainiz; really sorry for that). instead, i stayed with Nil, the KA for MN hostel. it was really frightening at first when its time to "sedar diri" that u r a "pelajar luar" and would put everything around everywhere like u own the room compared to a disciplined KA here. That was basicly the first challenge, and phhheeeww i juts hope that Nil would not penalize me for not washing my clothes every night ;p
There, i would also want to write a book entitled " Rahsia 3 Hari mengenali Hanisah Ibrahim" cuz she was really crazily catchy and hyper when she's with her mates. This friend of mine taught me a lot more than just laughing, she taught me the meaning of friendship and how we would be so crazily sleepy when the auditorium's lights were put off. but during one the conversations with her that i realized something. Hanisah was randomly talking to me in the room about "....." when she suddenly said that "Tarbiah is not everything, but Everything is Tarbiah". it strucked me, for i realized something deeper than what the sentence really meant. This girl, Thaiyibah and I really had a great time figuring out what life means, and not to mention crying really grossily in the dark together. Bless u all./
Alhamdulillah, even thought everything went quite smooth but there were still a few unfortunate events that cant be avoided. Afiyah fell into one of the drains at ILIM, and i pray that ur leg will get healthy soon. another unfortunate thing was, when finally today i get to meet my beloved Kero, i was notified that she had an accident just for the sake of a cat. Her hand got a few stitches and her right leg's bone was displaced (retak). Im sorry for not being there Syakirah, but i ll pray that u will get better insya-Allah like u always pray for me during my hard times.
So ILIM, overall was a great experience. it was very peaceful, that every night u could just stare right up the sky and say nothing but Subhanallah. or rather, u will spend every night there with very loud wails and cries because of the "sesi penghayatan". Finally i had the first will written in case i died the next day (Allah knows best), and they reminded me a lot from the beginning of our existence and how we should be really grateful to Allah because of his Endless Love and Enormous Rahmah bestowed upon us. We, were born as a fighter and will always be a fighter... so please Bless us with Your blessings, oh Allah,. our journey and jihad hasnt ended Just Yet.
Memories; ustz jamal "ape hobi awak?" -"panjat bumbung!", "buka peti ais!", "menyapu!", "minum jus!" , "minum teh!" =) Fiver 2010, we Are a Complicated Community... SPM 100% Ameen.
Itu Janji Kami.
The End
p/s; Dont forget to Pray. Always.
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