not everyone is gifted

but each one of them has their own unique attribution

which is then making them slightly different

from anyone of us

in the end

we are all having our own distinct potential

for us to realize

and polish it by our own

so that it will act as a gift

making us someone who is gifted

Allah Maha Adil

*I have realized this long long time ago but only now I know how to put it into words.*

hari raya hari raya hari raya hari raya

aidilfitri adidilfitri aidilfitri aidilfitri

listening to lagu raya makes me thinking about my kampung

i still remember when raya is just aorund the corner

i'll definitely the most busiest person in the family

not the one that doing the masak2

but my existence is more towards the arangement and decorations of the house

i'll gather all my siblings

and divided the tasks for them to be done in certain time

lap tingkap, sapu sampah, susun buku, lap kipas

yeah, basically, doing the cleaning up

me myself will be the person in charge with the vacuum

and mopping the floor.

for the whole house.

rumah depan, rumah tengah, rumah bawah!

penat okehh!

but then, eventhough all of these are done during last week of ramadhan

we were actually enjoying every little bits of the gotong royong

mak will be busy at the kitchen

getting ready with all the rempah ratus

ayah will be the one in charge with the ketupat

he makes the ketupat, and sometimes, if i'm free, i'm gonna be with him

trying to finish all the orders

my sisters will be helping my mom putting in the rice into the ketupat

and make them ready before sending them to those who had ordering them for hari raya

i miss those moment

really missing them

not forgotten

10 days before raya

i'll be busy looking for kayu pelita

went into the forest

and cut all potential trees to be used as kayu pelita

put them all onto my bike

or motorcycle

then bring them back

before placing them all

around the house

about 40 of them

that was very lovely

at night

gonna be busy with friends

playing meriam katak, meriam buluh, mercun, bunga api

and sometimes, we did also play 'police and thief'

with all the neighbours

who had already becoming part of my family

before berbuka,

ill fill the pelita with minyak tanah

placing them in the kereta sorong

before putting them onto the kayu pelita

after berbuka

we are all running around the house

to put the fire on the pelita

and singing lagu 'selamat hari raya'

i miss my family

i miss celebrating raya in my kampung

i miss my adik2

i miss my kawan2

i miss my mom rendang basah

i miss making ketupat pasar with my dad

i miss vacuuming the whole house

i miss incharging the decoration of the house

i miss playing meriam

i miss searching for kayu pelita

and most of all

i miss seeing each and every faces of my sweethearts!

selamat hari raya

maaf zahir batin

i have a friend

her name is cherry

i look at her

with a smile

then i realize

she do look like a cherry!

cherry is cherry!

LOL

my class finished at 6pm n straight away i rushed to square house for my Maghrib.

there were many people there, queuing up to get their Pakistani Meal for berbuka. I took my ablution, and went straight to the praying space until a Pakistani brother stop me and told me not to get inside since the room is being used for the Sisters' Berbuka's Space.

"But I wanna pray?" I told him

"Good question. Hmm probably you could just go to at the corner of the corridor there and find a spot for you to pray," he replied.

I know it was kinda weird but what else could he do. The place was flooded by other Muslims, waiting for their turn to get the food. I belived they have done with their Maghrib since the berbuka time was 4o minutes before i reached there.

After finding the best spot and done with my Maghrib, I went to join the rest of the crowds. But then, whenever I saw the queue was still long, being me, I would rather pay for my food rather than waiting for some time for the food. I went out, and stopped at Indonesian Restaurant for my meal.

While eating, I was configuring out of what should I do for the night. My plan was to start compiling all of my materials for one of my assigments and giving me the reason to skip the teraweh. YES, I did skip the teraweh by putting my assigment as the reason for me not to feel guilty.

I went home, switched on my laptop and clicked at the FB button.

And now the time is already 9pm. If I go to teraweh, this is the time when I am already at home. Taking that into consideration, NOW I AM DEFINITELY FEELING GUILTY!

The syaitan is not the one to be blamed since they are all chained in the hell, it is me! owh no.

To make things worst, I still havent taken my bath, and not even thinking of doing my assigment!

I promise this is not gonna happen next week!

how i wish i am a genius.

everything would definitely be very easy for me.

at least at this particular level...