Friday, March 30, 2007
Recently, I received an email from my retired uncle on happiness.
Some simple rules:
1. Free your heart from hate.
2. Free your mind from worry.
3. Live simply.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less.
Something for me to ponder for what it's worth these last two weeks ever since school reopened.
1) I strive to love everyone who crosses my life path. There might be people whom I detest like this parent who is in a state of denial although terang-terang the son is in the wrong. It's ok if u hurl verbal abuse to me ... coz I'm just fulfilling my duties as a teacher. Mrs Ngiam mentioned in a meeting this week...it's ok to be over-concerned but it's hard when a teacher is not concerned at all. After being abused verbally over the phone, while I was climbing up the steps to the third level...I asked myself....some parents are just so nice...super nice...when I meet them...it's like a meeting of friends and not mere acquaintances. Why are just some people busy with shielding their own children and wouldn't accept the fact that their child has done something wrong in school? Many parents have time and again disputed teachers' comments on their children. Like my hubby says....at home children tend to be nice coz at home, when the child does something wrong, parents can berate and cane them. In school, when a child is naughty, all we can do is to scold NICELY and then make a complain. If we berate them or cane them...that's it. it'll be headline news on New Paper! My colleague once said...it's true...it's hard for us to shower equal proportions of attention to 30 students in class. Let's try asking the parents...if you have 3 children, are you equal in doing the same thing? Ok...enough abt this...gotta stop hating people who malign and don't appreciate my help...i'm washing my hands off .... ALLAH will one day prove what I'm saying is true...as it is... some petanda have been emerging...
2) I'm not going to get migraines and pressured into having a child of my own. It might seem a long time for us to get a heir, however...I have always believed that when ALLAH asks us to wait...it will a long and fruitful wait...everything in our life is a blessing in disguise...Insya ALLAH...as for my kids in school...you have being asking me fervently when I'll get pregnant...keep on praying and doakan cikgu k!
3) No more buying shoes or clothes or tudung. I need to save up my $$$. Whenever my bank a/c gets fat...within two months, it starts to have a drought because of my spending. No more Provocative or Escada perfumes...I have to start buying Body Shop. My only indulgence would be the shower cream and butter. No more Dorothy Perkins! Everytime, I pop in to the store, it's either pants or Ts. I have such an array of Ts of different colours that some Ts I have two of the same design and colour. There are some I have not worn yet....No more tudungs also....Geylang is such a throw away place...tempat melontar my mum used to say... whenever I am there it's at least three tudungs and a set of brooch. By the way I have a few boxes of brooches that have yet to be opened. It's still in packaging!
4) Well this is the part that is the hardest...giving more. In monetary terms, it's rather hard when I'm trying to save up ...but I'll try. On second thoughts, giving might not mean monetary right....k....I think I have to start earlier this year. I'll spend my time more with my students. I do love my classes this year. It's always a bliss...I love them...they are my substitutes to my own children....but compared to Thaqeef...he's my son! Kalah why u come to our house? Go home! and when I wanted to go home...he says Don't go home...play with me k! Go home nanti! Talking abt him makes me miss him...it's only a day, saw him yesterday!
5) Expect less....well well....I learnt that lesson last Friday! No matter how hard u slogged and no matter how much you put your heart and soul into something...if your sup hates you....that's it! PB was ok...I bersyukur you! On another note...with my own students....no matter how many buckets of tears or sweat I put in to make sure they do well spiritually and academically....never ever hope for a balasan yang setimpal. Once they step out of school...or get a new teacher....that's it...all my efforts go down the drain.
I will be a better person this year...
I will be a calmer person with lesser worries...
I will give my utmost in anything I undertake...
I will give and give...
I will not expect rewards...
So Allah help me please...
All I want is UR blessings ...
Some simple rules:
1. Free your heart from hate.
2. Free your mind from worry.
3. Live simply.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less.
Something for me to ponder for what it's worth these last two weeks ever since school reopened.
1) I strive to love everyone who crosses my life path. There might be people whom I detest like this parent who is in a state of denial although terang-terang the son is in the wrong. It's ok if u hurl verbal abuse to me ... coz I'm just fulfilling my duties as a teacher. Mrs Ngiam mentioned in a meeting this week...it's ok to be over-concerned but it's hard when a teacher is not concerned at all. After being abused verbally over the phone, while I was climbing up the steps to the third level...I asked myself....some parents are just so nice...super nice...when I meet them...it's like a meeting of friends and not mere acquaintances. Why are just some people busy with shielding their own children and wouldn't accept the fact that their child has done something wrong in school? Many parents have time and again disputed teachers' comments on their children. Like my hubby says....at home children tend to be nice coz at home, when the child does something wrong, parents can berate and cane them. In school, when a child is naughty, all we can do is to scold NICELY and then make a complain. If we berate them or cane them...that's it. it'll be headline news on New Paper! My colleague once said...it's true...it's hard for us to shower equal proportions of attention to 30 students in class. Let's try asking the parents...if you have 3 children, are you equal in doing the same thing? Ok...enough abt this...gotta stop hating people who malign and don't appreciate my help...i'm washing my hands off .... ALLAH will one day prove what I'm saying is true...as it is... some petanda have been emerging...
2) I'm not going to get migraines and pressured into having a child of my own. It might seem a long time for us to get a heir, however...I have always believed that when ALLAH asks us to wait...it will a long and fruitful wait...everything in our life is a blessing in disguise...Insya ALLAH...as for my kids in school...you have being asking me fervently when I'll get pregnant...keep on praying and doakan cikgu k!
3) No more buying shoes or clothes or tudung. I need to save up my $$$. Whenever my bank a/c gets fat...within two months, it starts to have a drought because of my spending. No more Provocative or Escada perfumes...I have to start buying Body Shop. My only indulgence would be the shower cream and butter. No more Dorothy Perkins! Everytime, I pop in to the store, it's either pants or Ts. I have such an array of Ts of different colours that some Ts I have two of the same design and colour. There are some I have not worn yet....No more tudungs also....Geylang is such a throw away place...tempat melontar my mum used to say... whenever I am there it's at least three tudungs and a set of brooch. By the way I have a few boxes of brooches that have yet to be opened. It's still in packaging!
4) Well this is the part that is the hardest...giving more. In monetary terms, it's rather hard when I'm trying to save up ...but I'll try. On second thoughts, giving might not mean monetary right....k....I think I have to start earlier this year. I'll spend my time more with my students. I do love my classes this year. It's always a bliss...I love them...they are my substitutes to my own children....but compared to Thaqeef...he's my son! Kalah why u come to our house? Go home! and when I wanted to go home...he says Don't go home...play with me k! Go home nanti! Talking abt him makes me miss him...it's only a day, saw him yesterday!
5) Expect less....well well....I learnt that lesson last Friday! No matter how hard u slogged and no matter how much you put your heart and soul into something...if your sup hates you....that's it! PB was ok...I bersyukur you! On another note...with my own students....no matter how many buckets of tears or sweat I put in to make sure they do well spiritually and academically....never ever hope for a balasan yang setimpal. Once they step out of school...or get a new teacher....that's it...all my efforts go down the drain.
I will be a better person this year...
I will be a calmer person with lesser worries...
I will give my utmost in anything I undertake...
I will give and give...
I will not expect rewards...
So Allah help me please...
All I want is UR blessings ...
Saturday, March 03, 2007
Never have I ever thought
we were destined to meet in Allah's home
A magical place of many meanings
Allah works in mysterious ways...
Masjid Assyakirin, our kindergarten class
became a place to witness the joining of two hearts...
yours and mine
After two years
of chasing each other
on the hills of the mosque,
we parted...
for 17 years, we led different lives...
with not a single connection or contact...
never did it crossed my mind
we would meet again
in the cyberworld ... of all places
you persistently messaged me
I ignored you totally
coz my life was abuzz with proposals
I could not refuse
one night, out of boredom
I entertained your pleas for conversation
we were on the phone
nearly every day
you, the ever quiet one with the listening ear
me, the non-stop mak nenek...
I could still remember the first time we met...
Boon Lay MRT...
nothing sparked for me ...
you tumbled over a the cinema's barrier while looking at me
I laughed and asked whether you're clumsy...
you looked at me and smiled
"You're beautiful!"
I blushed ... mushy pick up line, I thought
we wanted to watch Grease but 15 mins into the show, we left
we chatted under the stars....
and guess what, I saw a shooting star on that very night...
Although I did not make a wish...
I knew this was to be the start of a beautiful friendship
Before we left our spot, you asked
"I'm going to ask you a ridiculous question...
which kindergarten did you go to?"
I mentioned the mosque and you smiled again...
That night, you called my home excitedly...
"You were my classmate! I still have our class photo!"
I was taken aback by what you said...
How could it be?
It was a near impossible feat ...
after 17 years...
that night, I talked with my mum about it
Mummy said...
"Kasidah...Allah is great...
You might never know..."
I could still remember the moment I said yes to you...
It was during Armageddon , the animal crackers moment...
This song...
I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing became our love soundtrack
we were beaming and we held hands for a long long time
love is never an easy road...
I was told
and it was true...
trials and tribulations
guided our path
we separated
I met someone new
but my mind was always with you...
you wanted to meet me again , for the last time you said
I cried and you held me in your arms...
I was overcome with confusion...
r u the one?
we stayed apart ...
but Allah sememangnya Maha Berkuasa...
our destiny
has been preordained by HIM
I went home and prayed to Allah for guidance
I was reaching my crossroads and I had to choose...
The answer came when I met your parents for the first time
Your mum ...
she sat down beside me and showed me the kindergarten photo...
when Najib was 12...he came upon this photo and pointed out to makcik
and
said...
Mak...I am going to marry this girl when I grow up...
I teared ...
I knew then... this was Allah's answer to me...
I was overwhelmed...
You plucked a grass
You tied it around my finger
and you proposed...
while we were having a picnic at the Botanical Garden...
You told me...
"This promise might mean nothing to you...it's only a grass ring...
But my intentions are true..."
Darling...
on this day 6 years ago...
we became as one in the eyes of ALLAH...
Allah became a witness to our love
I used to wonder
if it was meant to be
if it is u i will love for all eternity
I pray to ALLAH everyday
hoping and wishing earnestly...
I've finally found a man that's true
I chose you
as the person
I will spend my life with
whenever I think about
the wonderful things that lie ahead of us,
I fall totally and completely in love with you
all over again.
Khairulnajib...
I promise you my heart
I promise you my soul
I promise to always be there
until the end
I promise you my love
I promise you my life
I promise this forever...
I promise our love is my life
I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, DARLING!
we were destined to meet in Allah's home
A magical place of many meanings
Allah works in mysterious ways...Masjid Assyakirin, our kindergarten class
became a place to witness the joining of two hearts...
yours and mine
After two years
of chasing each other
on the hills of the mosque,
we parted...
for 17 years, we led different lives...
with not a single connection or contact...
never did it crossed my mind
we would meet again
in the cyberworld ... of all places
you persistently messaged me
I ignored you totally
coz my life was abuzz with proposals
I could not refuse
one night, out of boredom
I entertained your pleas for conversation
we were on the phone
nearly every day
you, the ever quiet one with the listening ear
me, the non-stop mak nenek...
I could still remember the first time we met...
Boon Lay MRT...
nothing sparked for me ...
you tumbled over a the cinema's barrier while looking at me
I laughed and asked whether you're clumsy...
you looked at me and smiled
"You're beautiful!"
I blushed ... mushy pick up line, I thought
we wanted to watch Grease but 15 mins into the show, we left
we chatted under the stars....
and guess what, I saw a shooting star on that very night...
Although I did not make a wish...
I knew this was to be the start of a beautiful friendship
Before we left our spot, you asked
"I'm going to ask you a ridiculous question...
which kindergarten did you go to?"
I mentioned the mosque and you smiled again...
That night, you called my home excitedly...
"You were my classmate! I still have our class photo!"
I was taken aback by what you said...
How could it be?
It was a near impossible feat ...
after 17 years...
that night, I talked with my mum about it
Mummy said...
"Kasidah...Allah is great...
You might never know..."
I could still remember the moment I said yes to you...
It was during Armageddon , the animal crackers moment...
This song...
I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing became our love soundtrack
we were beaming and we held hands for a long long time
love is never an easy road...
I was told
and it was true...
trials and tribulations
guided our path
we separated
I met someone new
but my mind was always with you...
you wanted to meet me again , for the last time you said
I cried and you held me in your arms...
I was overcome with confusion...
r u the one?
we stayed apart ...
but Allah sememangnya Maha Berkuasa...
our destiny
has been preordained by HIM
I went home and prayed to Allah for guidance
I was reaching my crossroads and I had to choose...
The answer came when I met your parents for the first time
Your mum ...
she sat down beside me and showed me the kindergarten photo...
when Najib was 12...he came upon this photo and pointed out to makcik
and
said...
Mak...I am going to marry this girl when I grow up...
I teared ...
I knew then... this was Allah's answer to me...
I was overwhelmed...
You plucked a grass
You tied it around my finger
and you proposed...
while we were having a picnic at the Botanical Garden...
You told me...
"This promise might mean nothing to you...it's only a grass ring...
But my intentions are true..."
Darling...
on this day 6 years ago...
we became as one in the eyes of ALLAH...
Allah became a witness to our love
I used to wonderif it was meant to be
if it is u i will love for all eternity
I pray to ALLAH everyday
hoping and wishing earnestly...
I've finally found a man that's true
I chose you
as the person
I will spend my life with
whenever I think about
the wonderful things that lie ahead of us,
I fall totally and completely in love with you
all over again.
Khairulnajib...
I promise you my heart
I promise you my soul
I promise to always be there
until the end
I promise you my love
I promise you my life
I promise this forever...
I promise our love is my life
I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, DARLING!
I anticipate this week to be full of kepala pusings...why?
1) I have not started on my assignment which is due on Thursday...I have this essay to be completed on the problems of religion and science. Chimicity! All the sites I surfed in focuses more on Christianity rather than religion as a general idea. I do want to complete my essay by Wednesday...but it looks like I will have to pop down daily to Coffee Bean for more expressos. There goes my blood pressure. It will jet up for sure by Friday! I'd better get started on my reading! Tomorrow Najib will be working so I have the whole Sunday to myself...
2) I have a few sets of exam papers to be marked...HMT, BML and not forgetting the whole level of P4 papers. I'd better start on the other teacher's class first before I get blackmarked!
3) Leadership camp is next week! Wednesday, I have to be the facilitator and Friday I have to go to Labrador. Not complaining coz I know it'll be fun... but just that I have the assignment due!
4) Packing to be done! The week after next is the hols! Yabadabadooooo! Booked the Phuket trip. It's our third time to the place! Just got back last Dec with my family. This time round it's with my in laws...I always get excited when I'm thinking of Phuket...don know why! I wanna rest!!!!!!!!!! Holidays are always our sinful indulgence ...every hols we go somewhere to really blow our $$$ and our minds away! Phuket, here i come AGAIN!
So what am I doing now? I'm waiting for my Najib who is at the Post offce queuing and we r off to Wild Wild Wet. I don't understand Thaqeef...asik Wild Wild Wet aje... it's also our countless time there...Singapore is so pathetic...where else can we go? *sighs*
ok i can hear my hp ringing...Najib is waiting! Ciao~
1) I have not started on my assignment which is due on Thursday...I have this essay to be completed on the problems of religion and science. Chimicity! All the sites I surfed in focuses more on Christianity rather than religion as a general idea. I do want to complete my essay by Wednesday...but it looks like I will have to pop down daily to Coffee Bean for more expressos. There goes my blood pressure. It will jet up for sure by Friday! I'd better get started on my reading! Tomorrow Najib will be working so I have the whole Sunday to myself...
2) I have a few sets of exam papers to be marked...HMT, BML and not forgetting the whole level of P4 papers. I'd better start on the other teacher's class first before I get blackmarked!
3) Leadership camp is next week! Wednesday, I have to be the facilitator and Friday I have to go to Labrador. Not complaining coz I know it'll be fun... but just that I have the assignment due!
4) Packing to be done! The week after next is the hols! Yabadabadooooo! Booked the Phuket trip. It's our third time to the place! Just got back last Dec with my family. This time round it's with my in laws...I always get excited when I'm thinking of Phuket...don know why! I wanna rest!!!!!!!!!! Holidays are always our sinful indulgence ...every hols we go somewhere to really blow our $$$ and our minds away! Phuket, here i come AGAIN!
So what am I doing now? I'm waiting for my Najib who is at the Post offce queuing and we r off to Wild Wild Wet. I don't understand Thaqeef...asik Wild Wild Wet aje... it's also our countless time there...Singapore is so pathetic...where else can we go? *sighs*
ok i can hear my hp ringing...Najib is waiting! Ciao~
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