.silence.

Silence. Is a speech. A speech of love.

.young parents.

I see, happy couples.

Married. With children. But yet, the parents love too much.

That they have forgotten their children's presence. Jealousy, towards the children. Just because one of the parents love the children.

What kind of hatred is that? A mother to a daughter.

.specific.

.coret.

hilang kasih,
hilanglah sayang,
sudah lah luluh,
kau juga yang dikenang.

.time of the year.

Been busy. Been hectic. Being a student, that is. And now is the time of the year where I'll be busier than ever. Especially as a final year students. Dissertation, course works, exams, and of course, living.

Apart from being busy, I've some good news. If not for you all, for me it is. My final year project findings will be published in a Tribology journal in collaboration with the university and Health and Safety Executive. Sweet. And, was offered by supervisor to do my phD, with him. My, my, my... I'm speechless. And I am proud of myself for what I have achieved so far. Alhamdulillah. Heh.. Failed a subject, still managed to get an offer.

Allah always knows best. For what we pray for, if He doesn't grant what we wish for, He has something better for us.

Need to make a wise decision over this. And will update once I've made up my mind.

.do you know?.

Sekuat mana kita setia
Sehebat mana kita merancang
Sejauh mana kita menunggu
Sekeras mana kita bersabar
Sejujur mana kita menerima
Jika ALLAH tidak menulis jodoh kita bersama
Kita tetap TIDAK akan bersama

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.my mother.

I have come to realize, how I rely on my mother in so many things. She used to stay with me in Sheffield for about 7 weeks. In a cubicle studio. So technically we bumped into each other 24/7.

We sleep on the same bed, we pillow talk, we went for road trip, we go ga-ga doing the online shopping, we gobble our food over some Korean/English/Malay movies, we walk in the city and the park. We did almost everything together.

Now, my final year in Sheffield. I live with friends. I must say, happening. But, I miss her presence.

When I'm hungry, she'll let me eat. When I'm bored, she'll say do your work/let’s walk in the park/let’s go to the city/let’s online shop again! When I want to watch movies, she’ll just join without complaining about what movie we are going to watch. When exam is coming, she’ll accompany me in the night to study. When I have my work done, especially writing thesis/reports, she’ll proofread for me. When I got cut, she’ll nag consistently to put ubat. When I’m being clumsy and hit the cupboard/bed/desk, she actually hit those stuffs back as if they were being clumsy and hit me.

I can’t wait to see you and others. Insyaallah, soon.

To my mother, Ibu, I love you so much. You have been the most wonderful mother that a girl could ask for and I hope I have been wonderful to you too.

.cinta.

Cinta adalah gurauan kehidupan
Kadang-kadang buat kita ketawa
Kadang-kadang buat kita terasa
Dan gurauan yang buat kita memahami macam-macam emosi.

Kalau yang mencantikkan lukisan adalah warna
Maka yang mencantikkan kehidupan adalah cinta.