tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82946642024-03-13T20:39:38.167+08:00GodmovesthroughyouYour life will return after these messagesrajanurhazirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10795049736965389481noreply@blogger.comBlogger143125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294664.post-78282859646002162712011-07-12T14:08:00.005+08:002011-07-12T16:43:12.932+08:00For beginners only.<div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">It does feel like a year end. Since my course always begins and ends around June, so half a year seems like the start of something new or the end of it. But we’re not here for a long time. We’re here for a good time. Life is a constant pattern of remember forget, remember forget. Today I met a good old friend on facebook and we just had a decent chat. You know that kind of feeling when you meet someone, whether an old friend or a complete stranger, you feel like it was the best conversation you ever had in years? Especially the kind that just makes you want to do well in life? I dont know, but some people have that kind of effect. The feeling just floors on me everytime I think about it. It’s awesomazing.</span></div><div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Anyway, I realize I haven’t written for a long time since I began writing. I have spent so much time doing other things and nothing at all. Birding has been my latest distraction since my partner introduced me to it. I’m a real beginner. I was once a common tree watcher who slowly took interest in the world of birds out of curiosity. It took me a while to get the hang of it but it was really fun after all. It does keep my mind off things and just be closer to nature. I don’t know, but birds can be very interesting to watch. Their activities encourage us to stop whatever we're doing and watch them as they flutter around, eating bird food (be it seed, fruit or nectar), protecting their young, building their nests – and more. Plus it’s a great way to relax and enjoy some quiet time. No matter where you live or visit, there are always birds to watch and enjoy.</span></div><div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Going through half a year makes me feel like I haven’t done anything much worth half a year, though a lot has happened really. In fact there were many life turners happening at one time that I couldn’t keep up with some of them sometimes. But I got through them thanks to my loved ones, for whom without I wouldn’t manage to get this far. I thank you for your support and unconditional faith in me. Being a beginner in many things makes me realize how important God is and those around you.</span></div><div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I remember talking about these things with mom. Having mom around is always fun. The more we hang, the more I learn about my family history and what she was up to when she was my age. And of course she gets to learn more about my life and we speak like adults who are fond of each other, each with new & old wisdom to share.</span></div><div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I am who I am today because my mom encouraged me to do it. If you have kids, or if you work with kids, or simply have access to kids (but not in a creepy sort of way) don’t wait for them to decide what they want to do. Encourage them to try it all on. I worry our kids are racing to be adults when what I mostly see around me are adults racing back to being kids.</span></div><div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Perhaps I don’t make sense at all. But I am grateful for everything that I have in life now, knowing God has made it better for me everyday. The tools I rely on to keep me awake are everything from mothers to strangers, suffering to positive stories, retweets to sweet foods, reflection as prayer, and smiling as a form of relief. I've seen many ideas born and many ideas perish. I've lost things and relatives to the untimeliness of passing. And I've known kids and cancer alike and at present the score seems to be even. Thereby I choose death just as I choose rain. It simply is - and it is so. And just as I acknowledge I am - I let go.</span></div><div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Well, summer is in now. So keep your sunny smile and shine on! Begin <em>doing</em> something. We are all beginners. We haven’t done this before. You haven’t been you on this day before. I haven’t been someone’s solid rock before. I haven’t been me at 23 before. Maybe I still haven't, but I'm getting there. Each day is new and we’re all allowed to fall down as often as we need to. It is through these mistakes and fumbles that we’ll likely get it right next time.</span></div><div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Keep it light.</span></div>rajanurhazirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10795049736965389481noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294664.post-57427366619539172382011-02-12T12:27:00.007+08:002011-02-17T23:30:38.051+08:00#Rant 101<div style="text-align: justify;">So here I am spending some of my precious Saturday morning hours in bed, writing away to you know who about you know what. Well nothing mysterious about that; thought I’d be more creative in telling the usual stories of mine a.k.a rants while keeping you busy to read on. Wink.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I guess the page is lacking more and more life since I don’t know when. Or perhaps I was just being unenthusiastic to share what has been going on in my life as it has been getting more and more personal. And when I say personal, it does not necessarily mean I’m all messed up or too busy catching up with stuff. In fact, life has been good and that I’ve been receiving a lot more blessing than I have ever been up till now. Alhamdulillah :)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Well I feel that when you have some goodness happening around you or to you, it’s best shared with everyone else who deserves the same feeling and thus, a celebration of joy. I have been through many wonderful experiences as of late and met many amazing people- even falling in love with some of them. The world’s pleasure is too much to be kept only to yourself that you can have so little at one time; but if shared with everyone else, it feels like you have a little bit of everything at any given moment. Ain’t that awesome?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I can’t remember the reason why I first started writing up this blog. Was I trying to prove anything, believing I could channel my thoughts into something better? I highly doubt that. I rant because it’s fun I could care less if I ever made any sense at all. Or was it because out of boredom? That’s more likely. It doesn’t matter though, I still don’t see why I’m doing what I’m doing sometimes. Many times I went to my room to get my mobile/books/you name it- anything, I'd completely forgotten about the task. I could blame it on where my mind had wandered - but this always happens. I walk into a room and forget what I went in there for. Maybe I'm so over the past and so in the moment that freshness finds me around every corner. Or it's a classic case of short term memory loss brought on by too many hours gazing directly into the sun and the amazing sky. What was I writing about?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Or maybe this is the reason why I blog after all- I just love to write. I guess Love is back in the season. It’s back in a different form, with more energy to fill you up with and a lot warmer this coming summer. I may just change the blog title to Lovemovesthroughyou, as I feel love is in the movement. But maybe not. God is Love, Compassion, Blessing in Himself and thus owns the many eternal attributes that defining Him as Love alone won’t do justice. So God stays :)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Speaking of which, it’s already February and I’ve almost forgotten about my coming age. I’m turning 23(?) soon and I resolve to be more resourceful this year (this was actually last year’s brought forward) because it’s the perfect beginning of my day. If anything, I would love to see how my creativity just grows and floors on me with time. And I believe writing is one of it. It excites my brain cells in different ways yet I feel my inner self interconnected with my surrounding. I feel more alive when I have the freedom to talk when I write and be honest about it. I am more myself when I let my inner strength shine forth. It is as good as being around your loved ones and let loose. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Oh yes, I’m planning to come home again soon. So are you :)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i></i></span></i><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i>Barangkali aku dapat mengenal hati, barangkali tidak sampai mati. Barangkali aku dapat mengenali sesuatu yang lain yang lebih penting daripada hati. Barangkali juga aku ini manusia aneh. Punya keinginan dan rasa yang aneh. Tetapi inilah yang menjadi sebahagian daripada diriku, yang aku berharap dapat meliputi segenap akal dan jiwaku. Inilah kesukaranku, inilah kemudahanku. Inilah kemahuan dan pilihanku. Tatkala manusia tidak mampu bersabar dengan kemahuan mereka, aku mempelajari erti sabar daripada kemahuanku. Kerana aku mahu pada Tuhanku, ingin pada kasih sayangNya. Nah, mahukah aku tunjukkan lagi apa yang enggan engkau fahami?</i></span></i></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><br />
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She’s got it all figured out :)<br /><br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qR3rK0kZFkg&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xd0d0d0&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qR3rK0kZFkg&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xd0d0d0&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><b> NOW GO SHOUT EVERYTHING YOU LOVE ABOUT YOU :) </b><br /><br /><i>Dear Ma & Dad,<br />I am whole. I am stoked. I love this day. I love my studies. I love my sisters. I love my friends. I love my cookies. I love my cake. I love my state. I love my ability. I love my faith. I love my hair. I love my mole. I love that this is what my life looks like. I love you!</i><br /><br />Ambitiously,<br />Hazirah.rajanurhazirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10795049736965389481noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294664.post-40889057427552825882010-05-12T12:25:00.012+08:002010-05-27T12:35:09.751+08:00If you can’t stop smoking, cancer will.<div style="text-align: justify;">So I came across some information about the lung cancer and many other kinds of diseases where the habit of smoking could really lead to them. And I can’t help but feel the need to write about it. Common sense tells me that when you know something, especially if it benefits other people, by all means spread the word. So today’s tip is simple. <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Stop Smoking</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">.</span></span> I know you’ve been told over and over by God knows how many people but that’s because it’s just not worth cutting your lifespan on cigarettes. Not to mention, the smoking trend ended in the 90’s. Give it up. If you don’t smoke, I challenge you to help someone you know quit.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Now according to Malaysian’s statistics, about 50 teenagers below the age of 18 start smoking daily. Studies show about 30% of adolescent boys (aged 12 to 18) smoke. Unfortunately though not surprisingly, smoking among female teens is rising, where in overall, nearly one in five teens smokes. Some studies have also shown that lung cancer is rising at a rate of 17% a year. Thank you very much Mr Dunhill, Kent and family.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">So I’ve known a friend who’s been smoking for 10 years and he told me how much fear and insecurity is wrapped up in it. I also know how scary it is when you think about quitting. You might think life is gonna suck, that you’ll gain weight, or be depressed. But the fact is, if you keep smoking, you will always be out of shape and depression will be more common. To get a similar buzz, you may as well put your lips around an exhaust pipe. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">To not smoke means you care about what goes into your body, thus strengthening your level of consciousness. The less toxins in your body means the less toxic thoughts you’re likely to have. Ignorance may be bliss, but it is also unattractive.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Some people say they smoke because of boredom. Some people smoke because it keeps them awake and gives them a recharge. Some people smoke to help them relax. A cigarette isn’t a miracle performance enhancer. No, it isn’t. It’s <i>you</i> who chooses boredom, to be awake or to relax. A sunset will still be beautiful without a cigarette to mark the occasion. A movie is still the same movie even if you don’t smoke after it. The drive to work is still the drive to work. Why add poison to the process? Spare me. I wouldn’t even date a smoker. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">That’s enough of my spiel. If you want to quit, just do it. If you want some assistance, there are many great ways to do it. If you’re in an environment which doesn’t help you in the process, leave it or create anew. Be in a circle of friends who appreciate your effort. Or make one. Nothing works best than trying to solve the root of the problem and work from thereon. And if you still can’t figure out why, try to meditate your soul in your prayers. Look deeper. It’s a painless great method that doesn’t put any additional pressure on your transformation. Then have faith in new you. Belief, does a remarkable job of reversing the psychological addiction that smoking actually is. So please come of age and stop flipping ash and butts all over the road, into the drainpipes and out into the murky water we need for the sustainability of future generations. Everyone has a right to clean water and air. Your consideration and activism do make a difference in your life, and ours. Thus, <i>us</i>.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I wish all of yous, in the best of health ;-)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i>Be smart don't start!</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">r_L</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><br /></span></div>rajanurhazirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10795049736965389481noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294664.post-969689426489150912010-05-09T10:32:00.007+08:002010-05-09T11:09:07.945+08:00Sunday blues? Right on.<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Gravity is working against me</div><div style="text-align: center;">And gravity wants to bring me down</div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh, I'll never know what makes this man</div><div style="text-align: center;">With all the love that his heart can stand</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dream of ways to throw it all away</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Gravity is working against me</div><div style="text-align: center;">And gravity wants to bring me down</div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh, twice as much ain't twice as good</div><div style="text-align: center;">And can't sustain like one half could</div><div style="text-align: center;">It's wanting more that's gonna send me to my knees </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Twice as much ain't twice as good</div><div style="text-align: center;">And can't sustain like one half could</div><div style="text-align: center;">It's wanting more that's gonna send me to my knees </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Gravity, stay the hell away from me</div><div style="text-align: center;">And gravity has taken better men than me</div><div style="text-align: center;">Now how can that be?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Just keep me where the light is</div><div style="text-align: center;">Just keep me where the light is</div><div style="text-align: center;">Just keep me where the light is</div><div style="text-align: center;">Just keep me where the light is</div><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">today I feel generally low. but I dont bother to recuperate. just let myself dissolve in the moment for a while. which could be a good thing. but thanks for asking. ill be back before you know it. </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">...I love you John Mayer but screw you Gravity :(</span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></i></div>rajanurhazirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10795049736965389481noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294664.post-88865902087684397992010-04-23T17:59:00.002+08:002010-04-23T18:16:15.667+08:00Still working on this...but i've gotta celebrate progress.<div style="text-align: justify;">Okay, so I’ll be sitting for the end of block exam next week. The final one before my first professional exam which will be in the next 3 weeks time. Yea, you may call it a season. Or show time :)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I suppose that means I’m nearing the end of my year 2 soon. And I’ll be finishing my 3rd year around the same time next year. Imagine that, how time flies. I bet everyone is struggling for the coming exams and all... (well you should be if you’re not, there’s still time, yes). But more importantly, I’ve gotta say at times like this, it’s easy for anything to happen. Or to make something happen. Be it good or bad. Whether it is beyond your control or not- anything is possible. Like catching a cold, or being super lazy or just pro at procrastinating...while others might act just the opposite :) But when one of those things happen to you, do not just overlook them and let go. You buckle up and reflect. And you do not break down easy. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I know being a medical student isn’t an easy life, but who says it’s easier giving it up either? And I’ve been told over and over to keep myself aware of the fact that my life would be different than the rest, who may be having plenty of time running all sorts of plans, and just keeping up with things. They may be right, and I am aware of that but it’s hard to imagine how my life is like then unless I go through it someday. So I may or may not feel alright about it. But I’ll take my chances. Life’s journey has the tendency to break a man, to fool one into losing his sanity, as distance and time create separation from what others might call normal life. With my family and friends always around the corner laughing, sharing inspirational ideas and quotes, asking me conscious-minded questions, I am kept present to the power I have as a human being living a life fulfilled. So for all this while, I thank all of yous, who have made my life worthwhile. Especially, to those I’ve had the pleasure of sharing my journey with, literally or metaphorically speaking, thank you for not creating me as someone who could give up, burn out, or drown in the process. Thank you for inspiring a long ride that’s been nothing short of amazing. I am sourced by your generous, love-filled thoughts. I am stronger today from your friendship :-) </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">So it’s not always easy to stay positive and just bring forth that right attitude, but I hope when I’m it, I can make a difference. By sharing my hopes, dreams and ambitions, I’m more likely to walk whatever I talk. And if I inspire one person in the process, perhaps that person will continue the conversation, even starting a blog of their own to back their word, and so on. And feeling like there’s others buzzing out there in the world, I sleep better knowing our species is indeed awake. Otherwise, I apologize in advance for writing so excitedly. i. just. cant. be. helped. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Whatever you do and whoever you are, whether you’re a medical student turning doctor turning specialist... or simply a joyologist who brings smile to people’s faces, you do not give up on what you’re doing. And if you feel like giving up, remember why you held on for so long in the first place. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I wish you all the best. May the muse be with you :)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Keep it light.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b>r_L</b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div>rajanurhazirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10795049736965389481noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294664.post-86032568589587856272010-04-18T14:39:00.001+08:002010-04-20T00:47:44.280+08:00A Sunday wellspent brings a week of content.<div style="text-align: justify;">I love Sundays. </div><div style="text-align: justify;">I especially like them when I wake up early. </div><div style="text-align: justify;">And then in bed again after an hour-</div><div style="text-align: justify;">... that’s because it’s <i>anything-can-happen-Sunday</i>. :) </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Last night, I stayed up as late as one can possibly make a Saturday. As I hit the sheets I declared strength for a successful awakening. One shot of the alarm at 6:27am and I was up and at 'em again. This gave me time to wake my friends up, to catch what felt like a sunrise, and to recreate the world as new again.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">So why Sundays?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Well, Sundays are good to rejuvenate your thoughts, to take the time to acknowledge yourself. It’s fun to get in touch with equal parts Mind, Body and Soul. By waking up one hour earlier you can date yourself even before your day begins. For example, you could spend 20 minutes calming the mind in prayers, 20 minutes stretching or running or twisting or jumping, and 20 minutes reading or writing – funneling your thoughts into soulful action. Then reward yourself by doing something you think you deserve. Like making breakfast for everyone. Or catching up with old friends. Or just sleep for the next one hour. Because it’s <i>anything-can-happen-Sunday</i> :)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Being mindful of your own thoughts and actions, whether your being generous or gossipy, will dictate your state of grace, your ability to swiftly experience joy and abundance in your life or not. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Now, Listen Well. Live Surprised. And Stay Fresh.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Sun-daisy-ing,</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">r_L</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div></span>rajanurhazirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10795049736965389481noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294664.post-47376932192895317012010-03-20T22:15:00.005+08:002010-03-21T02:01:51.849+08:00Of aloneness and togetherness.<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify">I always have this constant voice rehearsing in my head whenever something happens. Kinda like telling me to take a mini break or just take a deep breath. Anything that I thought would help me sort things out. Just to clear my head for a while and see things from a different angle. I needed that. Usually in the past, I’d just have a good shower and the worries just seemed to drain away. So it kinda helped.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify">But now, I’m not sure if anything works for anything anymore. Neither does it help being on my own nor digress. Not all situations can be dealt alone it seems. I know this is true. Sometimes when you see a friend going through some changes, you <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal">do not </i>leave him or her alone. Even if he/she thinks it’s something “I have to go through myself” thing, and just brings forth that kind of attitude (which can be pain in the neck sometimes I know), but you <i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal">do not</i> leave him/her alone. Deal with your friend. Be understanding. Show them that you’re there even if they think they don’t need you. Because you know that deep down they do. Trust me, I know this for a fact :)</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify">Then again, that does not mean you cannot have some time of your own. I’m sure we all need it at some point. But to face your fears alone aint an easy thing. It can be overwhelming. So go confide in Your Lord. <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Seek comfort and solitude. Enlighten your faith. Don’t give in to fears. Embrace them. Share your musing with a friend. Going through me-time does not mean excluding everyone in your life and giving up everything else. It just means opening up a little part of you, showing your true self to those who really care about you. Eventually, you’ll figure out what really matters to you. And I know God is enough for me :) </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal">“Seseorang Muslim yang bercampur gaul dengan orang ramai dan sabar terhadap gangguan-gangguan mereka adalah lebih baik dari Muslim yang tidak bercampur gaul dengan mereka dan tidak sabar terhadap gangguan-gangguan mereka.” <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>(At Tirmizi)<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify">Feed your faith and your fears will starve to death.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Good to be back!</span></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b>r_L</b></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><br /></span></p>rajanurhazirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10795049736965389481noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294664.post-80719373756873287492010-01-19T16:14:00.001+08:002010-01-19T16:27:32.223+08:00# Writeous.<em>Kata-kata adalah cerminan isi hati dan keadaan jiwa.<br /></em><br />True that.<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:180%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:18;"><i><br /></i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:180%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:18;"><i></i></span></span>:)rajanurhazirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10795049736965389481noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294664.post-64250866989901896042009-12-25T16:24:00.002+08:002009-12-26T13:09:39.083+08:00Back to Back.<div><br /></div><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sAOfIlpjGko&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sAOfIlpjGko&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />I miss you. I sure do :)<div><br /></div><div><br /></div>rajanurhazirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10795049736965389481noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294664.post-23311897073808951892009-12-12T16:19:00.004+08:002009-12-12T16:28:16.514+08:00Dear stomach.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><i>I owe you an apology. I haven’t been treating you well lately. These past few weeks you’d been having far too much or far too little. I ignored the signs you were trying to tell me until they waned over time. Gain or loss, you suffered either way. You certainly deserve a better lovely owner, not this selfish, I-eat-everything kind of a bon vivant.<br /><br />Just so we're clear, my dear stomach, I’ll be walking us to the nearest buffet complete with nasi briyani and chef, the moment we're done with these rants. I know you've suffered a lot when we hit the gym, but it’s for your own good. Trust me. Perhaps, I’ll reduce the number of crunches so you won’t be in so much pain. Plus, it’s killing my back as of late…well I guess I’ve made my point.<br /><br />Boy, I hate self pity. Then again, this is for you. :)<br /><br />Yours truly,<br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><i>r_L</i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><i><br /></i></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><br /></div>rajanurhazirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10795049736965389481noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294664.post-51869084353379155922009-12-12T16:15:00.006+08:002009-12-12T16:45:48.552+08:00#Rant<div style="text-align: justify;">You know what’s odd? I relate to bad news better than good news. Not to say I’m used to it, but it seems like I’m more prepared to face sadness than anything else. And I understand things better <i>especially</i> when I don’t want to understand them. Nothing dramatic ever happened to me so far, or should I say rarely, but I do think about the what ifs, so that kinda helps lol. Now what puts me in perspective? Life’s experiences of many, with tiny weeny addition of my own. Well I probably don’t remember much of my past but I sometimes think time slipping away is a bastard. Cold and selfish. Rude and reckless. Well… no reason. It’s self explanatory.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Speaking of which, I loathe self explaining expressions like, “I need you” and stuff because the message is so loud and clear it’s annoying. It makes me feel insufficient, yet important. I just can’t say no to that it’s hard. It’s like my kryptonite. Whattabitch.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Then again, I don’t think it’s selfish when people get personal over jobs/life etc. Not always, really. Unprofessional, some might say. So what? Nothing wrong either. Because, eventually, you do things according to what <i>you</i> want and how <i>you</i> want them to happen and they work out alright. Rules aside, we certainly have personal interests that keep us going; things that make <i>our</i> lives worthwhile. Unless you’re not a person then I think you should be more pissed, why you just can’t get personal at all. Well, it’s a human thing to do. And it’s part of growing up. And to think that we’ve grown up…</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i>And to think that we’ve grown up.</i> Ay, screw that.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">*<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Hey Randomness, your words are preposterous it’s disturbing. I suggest you stop making sense with your profanity now. You have amused me enough :)</span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I wouldn’t have written this down if I wasn’t myself. I believe when you’re being yourself, there’s no need to feel bad about it. 'Nuff said.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">r_L</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div>rajanurhazirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10795049736965389481noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294664.post-70056942442496992682009-11-22T09:34:00.009+08:002009-11-22T10:41:19.364+08:00Why home sounds like a good idea :)<span xmlns=""><p style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:normal;">I had a nice dream. Nothing about the life I lived. Nothing about what I wanted to dream about. Nothing about home. I wished I could recall and write about it once I got up but it was so good I wanted to sleep and continue my dream, amidst the silent morning and the cold weather. It's been days when I really saw the sun coming out but I'm not complaining. Year end always feels like this. Always cold and lazy. Nice and cosy. If only I had a mug filled with hot chocolate, life would be enough for me now. It would be perfect. I resolved not to go home this time when the good opportunity came, knocking at my door. Or rather effortlessly. But my mind was weak, early in the morning so I agreed to this weak self. (btw, who can say no to home really?)<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:normal;">My point is, there will be a few times in your life when all your instincts will tell you to do something, something that defies logic, upsets your plans, and may even seem crazy to others. When that happens, you </span><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:normal;">do</span></span></em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:normal;"> it. Listen to your instincts and ignore everything else. Ignore logic, ignore the odds, ignore the complications, and just go for it.<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:normal;">Meanwhile, I'm a fickle cow. And I don't mind :)<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:normal;">...on the other hand, I can't trust myself with God given time. Hargh.<br /></span></p><p></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:normal;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:normal;"><i>Have a great hour/day/weekend/week/month or just all year round. Whatever you choose today, you deserve it :D</i></span></div><p></p><p></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:normal;">r_L</span></span><br /></p></span>rajanurhazirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10795049736965389481noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294664.post-24365287875475956332009-11-17T21:40:00.006+08:002009-11-17T23:59:24.473+08:00# Poetry<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wG_ucW5XG6Y/SwLILcIGMYI/AAAAAAAAAn4/Yhs8Xh_6Wm0/s1600/VisionSelfReflection-large.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 377px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wG_ucW5XG6Y/SwLILcIGMYI/AAAAAAAAAn4/Yhs8Xh_6Wm0/s400/VisionSelfReflection-large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405102601652285826" /></a><br /><br /><br />Mirage.<br /><br />I may be the self<br />I’ll never be<br />I may be the self<br />You’ll never see<br />It seems like this side I’ve been living-<br />is a lie,<br />is a lie.<br /><br />What are we<br />fool for love;<br />When what is said, a pure dust<br />When all we’ve done is lust, unjust<br />Yet to claim, we have loved enough?<br /><br />What have I<br />again, forgotten<br />to doubt such<br />Compassion; the<br />unimaginable You?<br />To have lived<br />a life once loved<br />but to let go-<br />Damned, if I do.<br /><br />Longing to heal<br />The wound unknown<br />Have I become a selfless being?<br />Yet to love, the self once torn<br />God is indeed, a gentle King.<br /><br />What am I now<br />hoping<br />You’d see the self I’ve become;<br />believing<br />You’d be the self<br />I’d never seen;<br />For this side I’ve been keeping from myself-<br />is alive,<br />is alive.<br /><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">r_L</span><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>rajanurhazirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10795049736965389481noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294664.post-68792658320863769812009-10-14T00:19:00.003+08:002009-10-14T00:42:06.602+08:00Grazie mille.<div style="text-align: justify;">Today is one of those beautiful days where I could think nothing but all sorts of goodness. And more importantly, I feel like I owe people and things around me many thank yous. For a reason or without.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">So there, I shall <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">thank you</span> all wonderful souls for being part of my life- knowing <i>you</i> is a joy ;-)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Amidst this silence, I am especially thankful to God for letting me savor this moment of gratitude and thus able to spread His message of Love with everyone else. There is so much to be thankful about when you really think about it. For Islam and knowing its beautiful essence, I am truly honoured to be in this religion. It's always been a pleasant journey to learn so many wonderful insight hidden therein. I could only pray that this beauty stay with me for as long as I live. And even beyond that. Truly, Your Companion is forever felt and cherished :-))</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Speaking of which, here is how you could perhaps show your gratitude to little things that have happened in your life. You’ll be amazed at the positive impact you’ll be making on your surrounding and yourself:</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">- Turn the tap off while you brush your teeth</div><div style="text-align: justify;">- Repair before you renew</div><div style="text-align: justify;">- Pick up local litter</div><div style="text-align: justify;">- Walk</div><div style="text-align: justify;">- Make something with leftovers</div><div style="text-align: justify;">- Switch your lights off</div><div style="text-align: justify;">- Take your own bags to the supermarket</div><div style="text-align: justify;">- Dispose of chewing gums carefully</div><div style="text-align: justify;">- Only fill the kettle with what you need</div><div style="text-align: justify;">- Recycle spectacles/ old mobile phones</div><div style="text-align: justify;">- Use paper on both sides</div><div style="text-align: justify;">- Use a pen until it runs out of ink</div><div style="text-align: justify;">- Unplug your mobile phone as soon as it’s charged</div><div style="text-align: justify;">- Don’t print it unless you really, really need to</div><div style="text-align: justify;">- Turn your computer screen off</div><div style="text-align: justify;">- Buy local products</div><div style="text-align: justify;">-... and thank those who help make your day better. It's priceless.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">The problem with our society is that we tend to care what other people think. Like it or not, we do something because of acceptance. And we don't do something because of the same reason. To be accepted is nice, that's when we feel most welcomed or appreciated. But sometimes, we have to get out from our comfort zone and do something that many of us won't do. Especially when you know you're doing the right thing. You may think that these little things you do don't count, because you're not on a bigger scale to cause that difference. And because that's what you've been told over and over by most people. But don't be most people. Act as if what you do makes a difference. It does :)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i>No duty is more urgent than that of returning thanks!</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">r_L</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div>rajanurhazirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10795049736965389481noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294664.post-58306737385622015852009-10-13T16:00:00.004+08:002009-10-14T00:33:48.301+08:00I don’t know what to say.<div style="text-align: justify;">A lot of unexpected things happened to me as of late. My laptop crashed when I had <i>my life</i> stored in it and that <i>nothing</i> could be retrieved. Okay, so that was a bit dramatic but you know what that means. Things happen when we least expect them. Hmm, hang on. Well I had a feeling that my laptop would soon malfunction, considering it’d been working for more than 5 years now(?) So it was kinda expected indeed. But what I didn’t expect to happen was the fact that it just died on me on one fine day. And I didn’t know what could possibly go wrong. Hargh.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Anyways, I’m doing alright. Things have been pretty crazy lately (with tons of work and programme and seminar… yay!) but I’m catching up so far. A bit worried about how in the world am I going to pull this one off (now that my laptop’s dead) but I’m not letting go. There’s no way I could possibly work things out if I’m too stressed but yeh, a lil bit of stress is good. Just enough to push me forward, to keep me going. As for right now, perhaps you can tell that I’m trying to channel my worries into productive energy. And this page is great for that :)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Well truth is, I was pretty dumbfounded as to where to begin. I mean I’ve begun somewhere but I’m not sure if I’m going towards the right direction. I guess I could care less now that time is running out and that nothing much I could do. All I’ve been doing is getting the materials back i.e find all the relevant sources and try to put them together, see if they fit or not. It’s a head scratch I know, as if I did almost nothing at all but hey, I guess I'll just find ways to get them done properly. I hope this is alright for now :-/</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">More importantly is that it dawned on me that technology is just a tool to help you; it never really defines who you are as a person nor tells people what kind of personality you have. And that is unsurprisingly true. Come to think of it, I’ve depended my life so much on it that I’ve become less self reliant. I’ve stored so much information in my computer’s micro brain, but not mine. So you can say I remember or understand almost nothing. Perhaps, worse, this brain of mine has never entirely worked on its own nor produced much significant thoughts. So much for the human power. Pfft.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Then again, I’m not here to tell you to go throw your things away now and be a technophobe. There’ s no need to blame technology for the classic mistakes we make. It’s just that while I’m still myself (i.e my actual brain thinking) and in the moment of self reflection, it’s good to know that it’s not the end of the world when something happens. In fact, let’s take this as an opportunity to unleash your real self and bring it forth. Be resourceful and see what happens. Will you make it or break it? :-)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Just think of one thing (not a person)… say a very important tool to you that has been with you for a very long time now gone/lost/broken/fill-in-the-blank. So what will you do <i>without</i> it? Will you lose yourself too? Or will you find ways to keep that little part of you somehow? Or just find something else that is equally good?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I’d like to find that out myself. Hmm.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Have a nice day,</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b>r_L</b></span></div>rajanurhazirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10795049736965389481noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294664.post-4962198085321340772009-09-23T11:08:00.002+08:002009-09-23T11:10:51.466+08:00:D<object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BsS2IT99J5A&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BsS2IT99J5A&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br /><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I don't mind watching this over and over :-)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">r_L</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><br /></span></div>rajanurhazirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10795049736965389481noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294664.post-52980648256805238542009-09-19T23:17:00.005+08:002009-09-20T01:14:44.324+08:00Selamat Hari Raya! :D<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wG_ucW5XG6Y/SrT3t9AVinI/AAAAAAAAAnI/QHZvBVxBar4/s1600-h/Eid_Mubarak.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 203px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wG_ucW5XG6Y/SrT3t9AVinI/AAAAAAAAAnI/QHZvBVxBar4/s400/Eid_Mubarak.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383199823456733810" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;">Eid Mubarak to my dear Muslim brothers and sisters from all over the world, whether you're in Malaysia, Egypt, India, Canada, Japan, China, France, UK, USA, Africa, etc... though wherever you may be: </span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"><br /></span></i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">My deepest wishes for future health and happiness to you on this blessed day of Eid. May He accept our fasting and sacrifices, and guide us all to what is best, InsyaAllah :-)</span></i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><br /></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Yours sincerely,</span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Hazirah.</span></span></b></span></div>rajanurhazirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10795049736965389481noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294664.post-3657844860620610022009-09-13T14:46:00.004+08:002009-09-19T21:12:26.347+08:00I know the weekends are here when I watch this :D<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7v1RJ5KhOdE&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7v1RJ5KhOdE&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><div>Hahaz. Bunch of crazy fellas. Love 'em :DD</div><div><br /></div><div>...anyways, I wonder if I can find those Blend Apparel t-shirts here. Simply love the design, colour and message(!)</div><div><br /></div><div>peace&love,</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">r_L</span></div>rajanurhazirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10795049736965389481noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294664.post-48558060115183227642009-08-09T00:05:00.002+08:002009-08-09T00:19:28.554+08:00Polafun Project in progress :D<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wG_ucW5XG6Y/Sn2lTxJdBnI/AAAAAAAAAl4/JdarSQ00gqs/s1600-h/P7110715.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wG_ucW5XG6Y/Sn2lTxJdBnI/AAAAAAAAAl4/JdarSQ00gqs/s400/P7110715.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367628089924585074" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">r_L</span></div>rajanurhazirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10795049736965389481noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294664.post-40025022362726177352009-07-31T23:43:00.003+08:002009-08-02T09:14:40.890+08:00Life's like that.<div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I think I know now why I don’t become a journalist. I write anything I like at any given time. Though I can follow the rules on what to write and what not to write, somehow I find that restrictive and unappealing. I write at peace as much as at risk, yet I don’t feel obliged to do it. Well you could definitely see if something is forced. Like it is there but not felt. Good, but not good enough.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Then again, it’s funny sometimes when I look back and read what I wrote about positivity and all that energy. Like where did that come from? It was nice to know though that some of you liked the idea and followed through. I’m glad that you felt the same or even better. Good for you :)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Anyways, let me tell you or rather, clarify… what <i>also</i> came to mind when I thought about these things. For instance, when I told you to go ahead and be in love… I meant just that. But because it was only natural to feel so. And sometimes, at some point, part of me wanted to tell you to just go ahead and date someone totally wrong, (i.e. not right for you but maybe worth a try?) I got asked about this a lot. But I would never tell someone to do that because it might not feel right. And because it is something I’m not so sure about, something which I don’t really have an answer to. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Boy, it sure is hell inside my head. Lol. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">But if you ask me that if I were to take that chances and things just worked out… I’d probably never have any idea why we ended up together. We might seem like two of the most unlikely people to wind up making sense. And maybe, just maybe, when the time comes and I shall look back at how my friends and I had changed, how our friendship would be different but not necessarily worse, I had a feeling we’d be alright. I guess relationships are just funny like that. It’s impossible to figure out why some work out and others don’t. Why someone can be so imperfect and still be perfect for you. Maybe in the end, it’s not about changing the person you care about. Maybe it’s about learning what you can live with. Or maybe it’s really about learning what you can’t live without.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Well okay, I’m no relationship expert nor do I have any experience whatsoever in it. But I do believe that God gives us the opportunity to learn and gain insights from the people we met and the things that happened in our lives. Each presence or existence has its own purpose, and so many reasons as to why things happened yet waiting to be discovered by you and everyone else. It will all come right in the wash…nothing is a complete waste. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">So just remember- when in despair, love… let Him move through you :)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i>In joy yer day!</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">r_L</span></div>rajanurhazirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10795049736965389481noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8294664.post-43224812005704253032009-07-10T23:41:00.011+08:002009-07-11T00:36:28.123+08:00You rehearsed so good in my head that everything made perfect sense thank you.<i><div><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">"Something's different in my world today<br />Well they changed my traffic sign to a brighter yellow"</span></i><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i>:)))</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>Thank you, Dear God. You're my top notch listener, a daymaker, a reason to live and love. </div><div>Always. </div><div><br /></div><div>:-)</div>rajanurhazirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10795049736965389481noreply@blogger.com3