Hail to the Girls...

Just a little something to share...something that I think is true and honest...

~~ which is our choice? the BEST or the ROTTEN ones? fikir-fikirkanlah...~~

"GIRLS ARE LIKE APPLES.

the best ones are at the top of the trees.

the boys don't want to reach for the good ones

because they're AFRAID of falling and

getting HURT. Instead, they just get the

Rotten apples that are on the ground

that aren't as good, but easy so the apples

at the top think there's something wrong

with them, when in reality, they're

AMAZING they just have to wait for the

right boy to come along, the one who's

brave enough to climb all the way to the top"

~~ find your true love in companionship of a man who will guide you through days and nights, honest and true...and thank Allah for the gift..for HE is the purest love of all.. ~~

melancholic...

salam....

erm..I was thinking to continue my writing about the trip to London but then, changed my mind...

suddenly, after reading that entry, it sounds arrogant, vain, too proud of the materials possession even though at first, the intention was totally different...I was thinking of penning down something that I like - travelling and the experience that come with it...however, maybe the way that I put it was vain...

I am feeling blues nowadays...always feeling that I lack of something in this life...then something hit me! It is not money, wealth, companionship etc...but it seems that I am lost...

Mungkin terasa betapa jauhnya diri ini daripada Allah...terasa terlalu lama sudah meminggirkan Dia...melupai-Nya dalam kesibukan dunia, lupa mensyukuri nikmat kurniaan-Nya...

Astaghfirullahalazim...apa nak jadi ni?

It's true indeed that I was super busy since the second semester of the school session started weeks ago...

I was busy catching up with the world...the painstaking tasks that never end (marking, camping, school activities and the last straw is the crucial and tiring preparation for the SBT)...


SBT - took up most of my time...I haven't slept properly for days... (finished the files-finally, last night at 4.30am and only got 2 hours sleep). It just feels like my student days where sleeping for a few hours at night was a normal thing...yet, it has some differences...among them are, as a student, I could take LONGGGG nap in the afternoon after class...but as a working woman, I couldn't do so...time is no longer a treasure that I own...my time is shared with others especially my lovely students where they take up most of my time - classes, extra classes, Oral and so on.. (but, it's ok...I love spending time with them)...

Indeed, this hectic lifestyle is fun (especially when you are in good company of great colleagues like the bunch of happening, energetic teachers of SBPISB – really grateful to have them in my life)...

But, these endless tasks are pushing me away from HIM...terlalu leka dengan keindahan dunia dan kesibukan yang tiada batasan, menjauhkan aku daripada-Nya...

However, come to think thoroughly and wisely again, those are not the reasons to blame for my lack of Iman and Ibadah (good deeds). I, myself is the only person to blame for everything that happens. Even if I was busy, I shouldn’t neglect my responsibility as a Muslim...Even if I have lack of sleep, I shouldn’t poison my soul...and even if I am ecstatic with life, I shouldn’t pollute myself with too much fun till my heart turns black... so, whatever the reason for these morose feelings to develop, it is ME who is to blame!

Wake up Huda...life is too short...the life in ‘akhirat’ is everything, more than anything else in this world...wake up Huda...find your soul...wake up Huda, discover yourself again...wake up Huda, Allah is the most generous, He will always forgive those who repent after making mistakes...it is never too late to change to be the better Muslimah! =)

A servant - still struggling to find herself in the eye of Islam


Check out this song from Maher Zain – ‘Always be there’ (the song that I am currently listening to..and very inspiring)






Allahuakbar (11x)

If u ask me about love
And want to know... about it
My answer would be... it’s everything about Allah
The purest love... to our soul...
The creator of u and me
The heaven in the whole universe
And the one that makes us whole and free
...the guardian of his True believers

chorus :
So...when the time gets hard
And there’s nowhere to turn
As he promises you...He will always be there
To bless us with his love and his mercy cause....
As he promises you...He will always be there
He’s always watching us, guiding us
And He knows what’s in our little hearts
So when you lose your ways, to Allah you should turn
As he promises you...He will always be there

To bring us out from the darkness
Into the light...subhanallah...

He would know everything
We should never feel afraid of anything
As long as we follow his guidance all the way
Through our short time we have in this life
Soon it's all will be over and will be
And this heaven we'd all be fine

So...when the time gets hard
And there’s nowhere to turn
As he promises you...he will always be there
To bless us with his love and his mercy cause....
As he promises you...He will always be there
He’s always watching us, guiding us
And he knows what’s in our little hearts
So when u lose your ways, to Allah you should turn
As he promises you...He will always be there

Allahuakbar (11x)

*repeat chorus

LONDON - part 1

**note - I have been trying to wrirte down about the trip for ages but couldn't find time to do so...here's the story of the journey...**

L.O.N.D.O.N. - a trip of a lifetime...

(9th March 2010 - 11th March 2010)

London time : 12.50am (10/03/2010)

Part 1

Finally!! I’m in LONDON!! Hello London! Wait till I explore every inch of the place!

I still can’t believe it – me, in London!!! Yup...that’s right...it is spelled L.O.N.D.O.N

One of the busiest cities in the world, and the famous one, too! =)

London – the city with its famous double-decker red buses, the red telephones booth, the guards with furs & red suit (wonder why it has always been red!), the black ancient taxis or simply the famous London Eye (yeah...it is similar to our very own Eye on Malaysia)...

All this while, it was only a dream for me to come here – well, actually, I’ve never thought that I’d be here...well, with our small currency (RM) as compared to Pound Sterling (£), and with my career as an ordinary teacher, I had never thought that I could be here – having vacation overseas, paying my own expenses with my hard-earned money.

It’s not that I’ve never been overseas before but the feeling now is quite different...before this, I studied in Wellington CBD, NZ on scholarship basis...and I made sure that I maximised the use of the money to travel around the country and also the neighbouring country, OZ...hehe...but as a student at that time, the money spent was budgeted tightly and somehow, I never really give it a thought...Once me and my coolest roommates of Flat 41 Everton had the hunch, we’d just pack and travel (backpacking style)...even sometimes, when the money was low - only few NZ dollars left...*smiling fondly over the memories*

But now, as a career woman, my mind works differently...every single cent earned is valuable, and I really have to be wise in controlling my finance so that I could shop lavishly and not become broke afterwards...hehe...and Thank You Allah for the ‘rezeki’ and opportunities to be here, to do something that I love apart from teaching – travelling! =)

~~~~ Now, I am all alone in my room (in the Trinity House B & B @ Blackhorse Road, Walthamstow, east London). The room is comfy. Mak Uteh & Pak Uteh are in another room downstairs (I’m on the top floor) while Pakcik Bad & Pakcik Asri are one floor below me...

It’s so quiet now for it is already past midnight...everybody is asleep and so does this small suburb...I can’t sleep even though my loyal watch shows 1 a.m. already...why? of course it is due to my imbalance hormones! I am over excited and the other reason is because I have slept for more than 8 hours in the flight from LCCT – Stansted Airport. Now, I am wide awake, feeling fresh!

My room has a closet attached to the wall, a TV (don’t think that it can be used – tried to switch it on just now but nothing happened), a make-up dresser and a heater! (it’s not that warm – I can still feel the chill)

It’s cold, it’s quiet and I AM HUNGRY! The last time I ate was in the airplane, 3 hours before landing time...gosh...*am imagining how tasty the Chicken Biryani was...yummy* The estimated temperature at the moment is 4`C...grrrr...*reminds me again of the good old days in Windy Welly*

Can’t wait to explore London & visit all its attractions in the morning!

Oh yeah...before that I have to print my booking room email from AirAsia 1st – the Indian lady (maybe the landlord) doesn’t accept my handwriting info that I gave her...hey! I think she doesn’t like us – the Asians because we made quite a noise when we first arrived (I am being prejudiced here)...she looked rather annoyed when we checked-in just now...or maybe it is because we were disturbing her sweet dreams when we rang the bell at 11.30pm!

Well...what to do? We had to! Our plane landed safely at 9.50pm @ Stansted Airport and it took hours to deal with the Custom & UK Border Agency, and being in this strange place for the first time, we took quite a long time to decide how to go to Walthamstow...

Hell yeah...Hello London! Here comes lunatic Huda to discover this place...

Indeed...Life is beautiful ~~

the view from my room early in the morning