Alhamdulilllah!

Alhamdulillah! Syukran ya Allah! I passed my second year! Yay. Only He knows how happy i am passing my second year exams after struggling and failings few times. Oh Allah, The Most Merciful, The Most Gracious, thank you so much.Everything's paid off! Alhamdulillah once again. Yeah i'm going into P3 next year :)

After getting the good news, i went to Tunnel Beach to watch sunset. It has been quite sometime i didn't watch sunset/sunrise. It was extremely cold (walaupun musim panas O_o),tapi best sangat. Now, i'm relieved. Semua gangguan emosi, ketidaksenangan, etc hilang. Now, boleh bekerja and enjoying my summer break happily. Can't wait for my third year next year. Two more years to go !

Bye ;)

Cinderellahhh ke?

It has been 5 days I'm working as a housekeeper. Or cleaner? Or a cinderellahh? I thought being a housekeeper is just cleaning the toilet, changing bed sheet, vacuuming and putting stuffs into the hotel room like shampoo,soap,towels etc. But, after experiencing the work myself, it's not just about that.Sometimes,I'm thinking, why I have to do many things and I'm just a house keeper.

But yeah, I chose to work. So I have to deal with these. Someone told me before, quality is more important than quantity.So yeah, the experience is more important to me.Money?You can get it anywhere. I learnt many things and I'm still learning. Kena angkut barang ke, kena maki hamun ke,kena whatever lah. Things that I can accept,I'll listen and I'll take. Kalau tak,masuk kanan keluar kiri :)

Other thing is, I meet many people. Dealing with people is harder than dealing with toilets, dirtiness and other stuffs. Working teaches me how to deal with them. Boss, supervisor, working partners and the most important one is how to deal with the guests in the hotel. Today, I met a lady . The first thing that came out from her mouth when she saw me was ''Are you a malay?from Malaysia?'' I said ''Yes. I'm a student here and I'm doing part time job ''

Our conversation began.

'' So it must be very expensive right studying here as an international student?''

''Yup it is,but I'm a scholar so yeah.....''

'' Oh yes. That's you!A malay!'' (sambil menuding jari to my face)

She continued talking angrily and unsatisfactorily ,

'' You know what,malays in the old days , they don't accept us. Here, even though we 're permanent residences, we are treated equally as kiwis.We get everything that we can't get in Malaysia. That's why we moved here and we do not want to go back to Malaysia. Our children will have NZ passports,not Malaysia passport. Because we have lots of opportunities here. It's not that there are no opportunities in Malaysia,but we're not given. The rich malay, thay want to get richer and the kampung malays,I'm sure they understand us. Because they also can't get what they supposed to get.It's a dictatorship. One day, malays will fight among themselves like arabs now. They are muslims and you're muslim too. Our country will be like theirs later on. We'll see that in future. And you, you're the new generation of malay. I hope you won't be like them and realize that we should get what you get. ''

She said so many things that hurt me,but I only remember this. My supervisor called me and we stopped our conversation. I just smiled. Smiling and nodding when she was talking loudly. It's hurtful. The words scratched my heart. I wanted to tell the truth to her but I just kept my mouth shut because I was too shocked with her words.Today, she is someone to me (my guest),but someday if I meet her again, she won't be that someone anymore and I'll shoot her words back. I promise.

I'm too sad because she's a malaysian and she's talking like that to me, a malaysian too? :'( Malaysian is a country of so many different races and cultures,like nasi lemak.Everything is in there. That's what makes it so unique. We are malaysians. True, we might look different from each other,but in the inside how different are we all from each other? I don't want to comment about the politics but I think you should know what the conditions really are and you should know who you are and I know who I am.

Fairuz, moga bertabah. You're working because you want to. Not because of others. So,bear with them. InsyaAllah you'll be fine :)

Eids in wintery Dunedin

People said Kelantan is the best place to celebrate raya haji. Yeah true. Because we celebrate raya haji just like celebrating raya puasa. I still remember how scared i am when my father brought me to watch the slaughtering process. I was 6 years old (if i'm not mistaken) and when they started to slaughter the cow with a big sharp knife (or parang kot?) , I ran away and screamed. Haha it was funny,but yeah I really scared.And until now, I can't watch people slaughtering animals (except chicken) :p Knife? Blood? Oh no no no.

The most exciting part celebrating raya haji is when we got lots and lots of meat. Then, we'll cook satay, daging bakar,daging goreng and my favorite one,of course singgang daging (or is it singgan? i don't know what others call it) .Yum. Ma cooks the most delicious singgang daging in the world.And serunding daging for the extra meat. Like raya puasa, as usual lah we'll bake our tradition cakes! Chocolate cake which is everyone's favorite and pineapple upside down cake which is my father's favorite because he doesn't like the bitter taste of black chocolate :) Ahh I miss that so much ...

And today is my first day working at the Victoria hotel. Tiring :( I feel like I am a cinderella in a big big hotel doing cleaning,changing bed sheet, vacuuming, washing dishes etc. And now i'm sick. Oh sungguh manja badan ini.

Anyway, I still invited my friends to come over and I cooked nasi kerabu. Alhamdulillah. With the presence of the sisters,friends and kids, I feel my raya haji is complete. They are my family here and I'm one of them.

Oh I forgot to put some pictures of me celebrating Raya Puasa here. Hehe nak jugak kan :p Here we go ...

InsyaAllah next Eids gonna be better.

Time to rest and ready to be a cinderella tomorrow ;)

Bye.

Colours of life

“Life is like a rainbow. You need both the sun and the rain to make its colors appear.”

Baking is my passion. Baking is my memory. Baking heals me. Baking makes me feel good. Baking makes me feel alive. Baking makes me smile.

I bake when I'm stressed. I bake when I'm sick. I bake when I'm sad. I bake when I'm busy. I bake when I'm free. I bake whenever I want because this is my obsession. My life.

Today, I baked this rainbow cake. No one knows how happy I am to make a six layers of gorgeous colorful cake. Red,purple,blue,green,orange and yellow. They are the colors of our life. Life is so colorful. Yeah, that's why rainbow cake is one of my favorite cake to bake. Every time I bake it, I feel so satisfied.

I love to bake, but I don't like to eat cakes. Weird? No it's not. It's just me. I don't like eating something that I bake, but I'm happy when people eat them. I baked since I was in school,but it wasn't this often. My sister, Kak Ngoh, she's the one that taught me how to make a chocolate cake. I always stand beside her when she's baking. My first cake was a chocolate cake. I still remember how happy I am when I made it. Yes. I made it!

I love the smell of baking. The smell of chocolate (especially). The smell of vanilla. The smell of butter. The smell of eggs. They all make up a memory. They remind me of my home. My family. My sisters. My brothers. Remind me of the smell of hari raya. The smell of us preparing the food for raya. Girls prepare cookies, cakes and boys prepare ketupat, satay,lemang etc. How I miss all that. That's why every time I bake, I feel I'm home.

Yeah, being far from my family makes me bake more often. No matter what I'm baking,when and where, I feel I'm near to them. It's a pleasure. It's a contentment. It's a joy.

And tomorrow is hari raya Aidil Adha. This gonna be my first time celebrating Aidil Adha in Dunedin. And for sure, I'll bake!

Selamat hari raya Aidil Adha semua :)

Dream.

Be remarkable. Be amazing. Be fantastic. Feel beautiful.

Why?

Because your Muslim and Allah has given you Islam.

Why?

Because you have your heart beating.

Why?

Because you have air coming out your lips every second. Your breathing. Feel super confident. Feel WOW every morning. Be revolutionary.

Why?

Because we have the truth which is Islam.

Why?

Because we have the best of examples with the Muslims of the Past. Love yourself. Smile at yourself in the mirror. I do like this --> :D Haha.

Why?

Because your Mother and Father love you. Allah loves you. Your friends loves you. They value you.

You will change the world.

Believe it.

Feel it.

Live it.

Bismillah.

Dream.

Good night. Sleep tight and have a nice dream.


Bye :)

A Story of Me and the Sea Lion.

It's sleeping.Okay jom.

Nearer.

Pose!

I'm not scared la konon.

He's still sleeping.

Epic!

Apa lagi.Run!

The moral of the story,never go too near to the sea lion!

Anyway,you made my day sea lion.


Bye!