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Wednesday, June 19, 2013

contemplating to keep this bloggy; just cause im still in love with its name.
www. maciam - maciam. blogspot. com.
but i love the wordpress function with passlock entry made available. move or not to move?

Monday, April 22, 2013

whats that thing called? When you packed your bag, and end up bringing out the other? STM is tsk. Or wait, maybe that bag is an everyday bag so my head was just going by default. in between amused and concerned.  - roro, 21 Apr 2013.

and today i left my work organiser at McD, after breakfast. then i forgot my 10 o'clock meeting.
whats wrong with me? i should be really concerned right?

Monday, April 15, 2013

my mom and I have always been open about almost everything, even the censored topic or many called it taboo. Anyway, she has been telling us since I was a teen and Im aware but theres a side of me rebelling. Why must a stranger marry me off?

Hukum is hukum, I am still sane to acknowledge it and can never deny it. Its just quite saddening that my wali would be someone whos suppose to be a closest kin but in reality, is just a plain stranger.
I repeat, STRANGER. I have long accepted the fact of my non-existence but still living dad. I grew up with so much loves from my maternal uncle and aunts. So so much love, that I never really felt the absence of a dad when I was kid.
I am proud of my family status, I grew up stubborn and adamant that no one should ever say that my family is anything less than normal. Cause its simply not, my mom is the mother and the father. She leave us in the morning, came home with packed food for us and my bik semik.
We always teased about how we’re deprived of seafood (read : her allergy) and home cooked food, but deep down we all know, that’s shes still the bestest mom in the world. She’s out to work most of the time, but it doesn’t make her any lesser of a mom. I think it makes her much more than just a mom, she’s a wonder mom.
and I still  wonder where she got the energy to do what she did and still doing, till this moment.

do you understand my rebelling side of me then? so why must it be that stranger?
I am no way out for vengeance, and I am not even trying to inflict pain on him. it just doesn’t make sense, why cant I be married off with a wali hakim.
sigh.
I have nothing against him, but I do feel his rights over me has been stripped off. I can respect him as a human being, but I simply cant respect him as a father. I am so sorry that I feel this way. But yet, hukum is hukum.
his blood is flowing in me, they said.
and I say, I just wished it could be my maternal uncle who marry me off or at least berwali-kan hakim. imagine yourself, walking down that isle with a person that’s your father, for that one special day.
113 880days that I have been living without him, but hukum state clearly that I must ask him to marry me off.

may Allah calm this rebelling side of me,grant me peace and serenity.
and the ability to accept the things that I cant change.

amin.

Friday, March 01, 2013

Even when letting go of people hurts, face your heart towards Allah and run. Whatever is meant for you, will come after you. Whatever is not, will stay behind. - Yasmin Mogahed.

Friday, February 15, 2013

we want it badly, and even if Allah knows it bad for us, he still give it to us.
not cause Allah want bad things for us .. but only through bad experience, we will gain knowledge, wisdom and deeper understanding of life.

mcm now ur going thru shit, but at the same time, ur level of patience got higher indirectly..all these little things we tak prasan tau actually… nanti lama2 we prasan. and can see life “jigsaw puzzle” n Allah
huge master plan.

allah put us in a situation, cause he nak teach us something. and sometimes to learn something, we must go thru shit.
and ada jugak masa, allah just want us to ngadu kat dier, so he put us in bad shit, so we cud run n cry to him.

and this is my fav quotes;

I asked for strength.
God gave me difficulties to make me
strong.
I asked for wisdom.
God gave me problems to solve.
I asked for prosperity.
God gave me brawn and brain to
work.
I asked for courage.
God gave me dangers to overcome.
I asked for patience.
God placed me in situations where I
was forced to wait.
I asked for love.
God gave me troubled people to help.
I asked for favors.
God gave me opportunities.
I received nothing I wanted.
I received everything I needed

xoxo.
thank you nad for making me reflect. may Allah bring ease to your pain and worries.

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