Catatan Winter Holiday #1

Bismillah~

Syukurlillah, dah menjejak Tanah Melayu, selepas merempat 8 jam di Bahrain International Airport. Kami berempat, (sebenarnya berlima tapi dia lelaki...) rasanya yang paling aktif sekali dalam airport tu, ke hulu ke hilir macam airport tu kitorang punya -__- It was such a lovely experience to travel with new circle of friends :)

Rasa macam lawak je pergi money changer tukar LE100 (approximately RM50) ke Bahraini Dinar, dapat BHD5.80 je. I was like 'Seriously? Seriously?' Mahalnya duit awak, Bahrain!

For the first time, after tons of times taking a flight, I had a motion-sickness and I don't even know why. The only thing I know is that, I wanted the plane to landed as fast as it could, but to no avail. It took more than 10 minutes for the plane to eventually stop. 'WHYYYYY' I chanted that in my heart, haha T.T

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Hampir seminggu dah di Malaysia, hampir seminggu juga saya jatuh demam, batuk, selsema, lelah? I know I have been infected by bacteria but I cant help to conclude that 'badan saya terkejut dah biasa musim sejuk sampai 5 degree celcius di sana, sampai Malaysia hambikkk panas' :B Hihihihihi.

Syukranlillah to those of you whom silently prayed for my health, I truly can't ask for more. You know who you are ;) I am better now, alhamdulillah! Saya rasa Allah sayang saya lebih sikit ni sebab tu Dia hadiahkan segala macam sakit. Kan awak kan? ♥

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"Lelaki gatal je berani ajak perempuan keluar. Gatal lah namanya kalau mengorat anak dara orang, langsung tak hormatkan walinya. Awal-awal dah tunjuk yang dia tak takut pada Allah Taala. Itu semua golongan lelaki yang lemah. Sejak awal dah nampak imannya lemah. Awak masih berselera nak jadikan dia suami?"

Kata seorang perempuan.

Hah. Untuk peringatan saya, awak yang sekaum dengan saya, dan juga lelaki.

Kalau tanyakan pada saya, sungguh dah hilang minat.

And so I wonder, what kind of guy, would possibly get an approval by my dad? Heh. I guess I'll have to wait and see then, ;) I am looking forward to that, nonetheless.

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Err, esok majlis walimah sepupu lelaki saya, Abang Hafiz. Jujurnya tak sabar walaupun terkilan tak dapat pergi majlis nikah dia Sabtu lepas but it's okaaaaay. I overcame that already :) And I was over the moon, knowing that he picked me to be the one who will be giving out the 'bunga telur' to the fellow guests since we are quite close during our childhood.

I don't really mind although the first second I saw my name listed on the itinerary paper, I shouted 'Umiiiii, WHYYY MEEE? Perhaps I shouldn't tell him that I'll be home for his wedding' :B Haahahhah, pardon me for that response, brother!

Now I can't wait for tomorrow :)

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Cemburu dengan awak awak yang belajar di Malaysia. Macam mana ya... Macam mana awak dapat bertahan dengan suasana di Malaysia?

Yang bila saya keluar menapak ke Shopping Mall, si lelaki berpimpin tangan dengan si gadis, si gadis mengendeng pada si lelaki. Yang setiap hari ada je cerita menarik di televisyen, yang setiap hari ada bermacam godaan jahiliyah.

Macam mana kalian mampu bertahan?

Serius, saya bertanya.

Saya balik cuti sekejap ni pun dah terasa semputnya dengan suasana di tanah tumpahnya air mata pertama saya semasa bayi ni, sampai rasa tak sabar nak kembali ke tempat saya menuntut ilmu, rindukan bi'ah sana.

I supposed, 'saya nampak Islam di negara Barat, tapi tak nampak Islam di negara Islam sendiri' is the correct statement for my circumstances right now.

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Rinduuuu.

Jadi saya nak diam-diam kirimkan doa untuk dia.

:)

x

red letter to my future self.

Bismillah~

Err, tulisan sebelum ni entum tutup mata je boleh? I was too caught up with emotions and always have been... too fragile? That was indeed, one of my flaws, however I don’t have any intentions to remove that side of me because that’s what makes me, me :)

Anyways, I am left with one paper for my finals, thankfully. Then, immediately will go for shoppiiiinngg (yayness) and pack my bag to have my winter break back in Malaysia (super yayness).
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The reason I am gonna do a letter for the future me is that, I was inspired by a film entitled ‘Sunny’, the scene which an adult self of heroin, watching a video that she made during her middle school, saying stuffs to her adult version. Gaaah, I’ll make sure my own circle of friends (Chopsy, that is) will do the same once we get together.

Sekarang ni semua berkecah kat seluruh dunia –_-“ Can’t really blame them for that, since each and everyone of us is pursuing our dreams in our own journey of life. Like I said, fate and destiny took over. And I am so proud! I just can’t even imagine the day we won’t be friends anymore.

Nabihah, Anis, Rabiatul, Amani, Syafa, Ain, Zahidah. Soulmates, forever.
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Dear myself of the future, this is Nuha Muneerah in her 3rd year of Med School writing. If you happened to read this later in your life, please be reminded that I wrote this so that you can recall what expectations you used to have on yourself.

Dreams, everyone has it, don’t they?

And I hereby, wanted to say to you that your dreams are to become a future doctor that not only healed wounds on your patient’s anatomy but also, nurtured their soul on becoming a better Slave of Allah Taala. Because of that, you can never— do you hear me? I said never— give up on this dreams of yours.

No matter how stressful your job are, how desperate you might be, how depressed you shall be, how little time you have for yourself, backing out is not even in your options! March, my future self. Take a peek at your pasts as you moved on so that you won’t repeat the same mistake again.

You may tremble, worn out, but as you are down on your knees, doesn’t that mean you are in a perfect position to pray?

:)

Do not waver in seeking Allah Taala, for He provided you with too much blessings than you can ever wonder, and let you be whoever you are right now. Be thankful for the fact that He gave you your life so that you can help others to live theirs. That is such an honourable job and I am so proud of you for making your way there.

Dear Nuha Muneerah of the future, I am quite sure by the time you read this, you already built your own family, having your husband and kids by your side. *smiling* Take a good look of every single one of them now, the ones that Allah Taala has bestowed to be in your life, accompany you in your journey as a Muslimah.

Smile, my future self.
Smile, for once upon a time, during your adolescent self, you once dreamt to have them and now, they are there, beside you. Allah has granted your duaa when you are once me. ;)

Be a loyal wife to your husband, for he loves you for you, and let you be yourself in any circumstances. Be an awesome mom that you always wanted to be, that you once promised me, a very good cook at that, a very loving one, that doesn't nags, instead, uses logics and Islamic tarbiyyah to educate those offsprings of yours. You'll pull it off, with Allah willings.

:)

Dear self, above all, constantly be a grateful Slave to your Creator. For He had given you such a lovely parents to begin with. Take good care of them, when they turn old, when they seek your attentions more than your kids do. You owe them your life, for what they have done for you.

You would never, wanted to go into Jannah alone without bringing them along, wouldn't you?

And for that, I promise you, the me that wrote this letter to you, shall be a good daughter to them from now on, despite whatever comes between me and them inshaAllah. I hope you'll do the same although you ought to have your own family now.

I hope I can meet you soon enough, love!
Assalamualaikum.

X

How would you manage?

How on earth do you feel if your loved ones are ripped apart from you? By ripped apart, I mean that suddenly, the person you love is no longer someone you love, let alone knew. The saddest thing is, you are in fact close, to that someone. Its just that fate and destiny took control or overpower you.

The happy ending are out of the question.

Hazy?
Haih, tak apa, mungkin tak perlu difahamkan pun.

Tapi... rasa sakit ni setengah mati. Allah.

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