Wednesday, 28 January 2015


salam . I guess this is my first post after my  long "hibernation" from blogging world. Indeed. Haha. 
One of my friends tweeted this quite a while back: Writers don’t write because they want to write. They write because they need to write.
Yerppss,,i'm not a writer though, by profession i mean.
But, yes, i'm a writer by passion. You can guess how much i have loved to write, be it back from my school days, and up till now. Bingo!! 
Being currently a second-year degree students of science financial mathematics,,no, there's no such thing that urges me to write a lot. I just need to practise,practise,practise n yes, practise ((say these out loud till you feel like to vomit. It's up to you)) kihkihh.
Because i can categorize myself as the one who is "a-brilliant-on-calculation-through-practices" . ,,means that i'm not that lucky enough like certain out there who are gifted for their natural remarkable skills in math,((not to be thwarted by luck n chances okay :) )) but yes, it's proven that i just need a bit effort to stand at the same level with them.
God will never change your fate until you make efforts to make it changed :)

ok,, i'm not intending to write on formal things here. Let me call this entry as "sembang santai tapi ada manfaat". Can i ? ok.
Let's have a little checklist that keeps going through my mind:
 ~ i'm 21! (not official till the 17th of september). but yet, when people trying to ask about my age, i insist on being 20). Keeping in mind that i'm  still a child,but then realise the fact that i'm growing elder only when i start to receive wedding invitation from the friends of same batch. Starting to babble at my own :" lahh, dah 21 rupanya,,rasa macam baru 9 tahun semalam,,zaman pergi sekolah masih main ceper / batu seremban/ main ting-ting , nyonyot lollipop sampai merah bibir konon pakai lipstick . Huh , nostalgic right!
~i'm 21 ! But yet, is there much contribution of mine (?) Not to say upon society, but the nitty-gritty is upon my parents,sister , n family. Because they are the spinal cord of mine. Because they are my all. Because everytime i feel like to choke, they're the one who give me some sip of water. What else ?
~i'm 21 ! Things i've done for my deen. My own preparation for the hereafter if i fell asleep tonight and never wake again. Sounds scary right? ,but that's the the fact that not a single person on this earth can ever deny.  Is it suffice to bring me into the paradise or help me to answer the "questions" (?)

#CarpeDiem! Grab the moment now. Go with the flow. Calm. Sail through this journey stage by stage.
Achieve the dream. Do good. Contribute. Spouse(?)~only hoping to meet with someone who is a good servant to my Lord, good son to his parents, as well as being a good one for my parents, smart-thinking, moderate, humble, n yes, can guide me whenever i'm so preoccupied with this wordly life. 

Istiqamah is the “Islamic” term for it. And it’s highly valued in the Islamic world. It’s pretty obvious why. So persist, Zahirah. Istiqamah. Moga dipermudah jalan seterusnya.