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Tuesday, December 15, 2009

I'm a bit late but, I LOVE YOU, TAYLOR SWIFT!! HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY AND ROCK ON!!!
=DDDDDDD



+ Silent thoughts enclosed - Hayati... @ 5:34 PM

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I don't know if you guys have seen this but I really2 want this kitten at home. ARGH!!




Kuchi kuchi kuchi kuchi kuchi kuchi kut! Adorable, isn't it?!?!


+ Silent thoughts enclosed - Hayati... @ 5:27 PM

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Saturday, December 12, 2009

Whatever was left unspoken, will never be heard

Whats Up - 4 Non Blondes




Twenty-five years and my life is still
Trying to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination
And I realized quickly when I knew I should
That the world was made up of this brotherhood of man
For whatever that means
And so I cry sometimes
When I'm lying in bed
Just to get it all out
What's in my head
And I am feeling a little peculiar
And so I wake in the morning
And I step outside
And I take a deep breath and I get real high
And I scream at the top of my lungs
What's going on?
And I say, hey hey hey hey
I said hey, what's going on?
ooh, ooh ooh
and I try, oh my god do I try
I try all the time, in this institution
And I pray, oh my god do I pray
I pray every single day
For a revolution
And so I cry sometimes
When I'm lying in bed
Just to get it all out
What's in my head
And I am feeling a little peculiar
And so I wake in the morning
And I step outside
And I take a deep breath and I get real high
And I scream at the top of my lungs
What's going on?
And I say, hey hey hey hey
I said hey, what's going on?
Twenty-five years and my life is still
Trying to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination


+ Ms. Vogue @ 5:45 PM

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Thursday, December 10, 2009

Allah gave me a way out.
Now I can smile forever.
:)


+ Silent thoughts enclosed - Hayati... @ 2:05 AM

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Sunday, November 29, 2009

I'm sorry!

For a lot of reasons, haha.
For taking a long time to update my blog, for being kinda MIA in most events lately and nt replying smses.
There are too many things which happened, I'm too sleepy to list them out. :D

Anyway I would like to thank Miss Vogue for taking care of my blog and replying some tags on my tagboard. To Marl: My parents tk bagi pergi gema ghufran ah.. sorry!

And, I know I'm a lil late but.. Os dabes! Haha.. but I'm not looking forward to any activities while I'm still broke so I took a loooong walk around Orchard to find a job.. and I got one! A restaurant at Orchard. I dun want to tell u which one :D

As for tomorrow's event, I can't goooooo. Adelah sebab2nye and it's nt because I'm dt broke.. adelah2. :D

Hmmm.. I'm at my 2nd mother's house.. not stepmom ahh.. mak susuan. I still don't know the english term..
I can't lie, it's like heaven here. Lol. This house is located at the highest floor, 16, so all the windows are open n there's a constant breeze flowing through the whole house. Talk about saving electricity n gaia.
But the best part abt being with my 2nd family is that I'm the youngest!! I'm called 'adik', and am constantly being refer to as No.5.. haha.
It's great not having to be the eldest girl for a while.. and I don't feel old even though I'm 17. Hahas.
Gosh, 17. Only 3 more years of -teen life.
Eh aah, another thing that I love abt my 2nd house:
ENDLESS SUPPLY OF FOOD. INCLUDING CHOCOLATES. :D

You might be wondering why I didn't mention anything about them. Well, that's because my dad, bio dad, didn't exactly fill me in properly. It was until during Faraidh lesson last year, when Ustaz Abu Bakar told me that if another mother feeds me for more than a week, or was it two weeks?, she's cnsidered my Mak Susuan.. and Mama Odah fed me for more than 2 weeks cuz my bio mum was sick. And I was like, haaaa???? Y i dunno?????
When I asked bio dad y didn't I know anything abt dis, he just said "ala tk kesalah kau anggap die makcik kau je." -_-"
She's both my dad's sister and my mother.
Rare, huh?
But no matter what, I still love my real family. I love both of my families.
But I vow to spend more time with my 2nd mum now since Os are over..
and till forever. =)

Ok I think I talked enough. Kak Imah seems to need help with something, and ya I have a kakak! LOL. Kk will update again soon.. am staying here until Kak In gets back.. she's schooling at TP.
Bye!


+ Silent thoughts enclosed - Hayati... @ 6:33 PM

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Monday, November 9, 2009

Fond memories or not, we reminisce the past for what they are worth

This is a song by Yazoo back in the early '80s.



Only You


Looking from a window above
It's like a story of love, can you hear me?
Came back only yesterday
I'm moving farther away, want you near me

All I needed was the love you gave
All I needed for another day
And all I ever knew, only you

Sometimes when I think of her name
When it's only a game and I need you
Listen to the words that you say
It's getting harder to stay when I see you

All I needed was the love you gave
All I needed for another day
And all I ever knew, only you

All I needed was the love you gave
All I needed for another day
And all I ever knew, only you

This is going to take a long time
And I wonder what's mine, can't take no more
Wonder if you'll understand
It's just the touch of your hand behind a closed door

All I needed was the love you gave
All I needed for another day
And all I ever knew, only you


+ Ms. Vogue @ 9:10 AM

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Monday, November 2, 2009

To err is human. To forgive, divine

Loved ones, friends or strangers, quite often, tend to hurt our feelings. Passing remarks or actions, be it on purpose or not, can cut our hearts; sometimes causing irreparable damages. While there may be no cosmetic damage, words that cut, will cut and actions that hurt, will hurt.

And where we tend to get hurt, we too are often as equally guilty of causing hurt. Inadvertently, we may do things without thinking. Things which will leave us with a cause for regret.

Among some of our actions, we tend to gossip. Unfortunately, we love to gossip. When we are in a group, among our friends, our mouths tend to spew out words faster than our brain can compute. Have we not been caught in a situation, where in our ecstasy of gossiping, we said something which we are remorseful, hoping that we had not said it in the first place. How many of us can say, that we have not been in that situation before?

Or when we joke and make fun of other people, we make look at it as something of a good-nature laugh. Especially when everybody laughs along. But do we even consider what the person at the butt-end of the joke feels? On the outside he may laugh along as well, not wanting to be a party pooper, but on the inside, he might be feeling hurt.

Or when we are in a bad mood, we tend to lash out at people for no particular reasons. Family members and close friends in particular, usually bear the main brunt of our outbursts. People who care about us might try to cheer us up, only to be given a run down. In our bad mood, we may think that the world revolves around us, that we are the epicenter of the universe. People have to make way for us, to please us. We do not, even for a second, think of what others might be going through; that they may be having their own problems and being naturally kind-hearted souls, discard their own problems, just so that they may help us.

To err is human. We are not able to run away from being hurt or causing hurt. Very less so, are we able to ask for forgiveness. Quite naturally, the ego in us refrains us from saying sorry, admitting that we were in the wrong. Most of us liken admitting our mistakes to a nation relinquishing its sovereignty.

Quite obvious, it is far from the truth. It does not hurt to say sorry and in fact, most of the time, there is nothing to lose. We might end up with a bruise ego, but that is all. It is better to with forthcoming with an apology rather than a lifetime of burden, harboring regret in the heart. Let it out. Apologize.

To forgive is divine. Malay sayings like,

Tiada maaf bagimu ( There is no forgiveness for you )

or

Akan ku tuntut diakhirat kelak ( I will seek justice in the hereafter )

are sayings that promote negativity. We should learn to forgive.
If the person seeks forgiveness, we should in our judgement, exercise thoughtfullness and pardon him. If God can be All-Forgiving, willing to forgive all His servants' mistakes, especially of those who come to Him, begging for forgiveness, we should try to emulate His character. Do not let Syaitan hinder us from doing good, to be good.

I admit that I am no different from all of you. I am, myself weak, always belittling people, thinking of myself as someone high and mighty when truth is, I have nothing. I know of some of my weaknesses and yet am powerless in my capacity to address them. I tried and tried to change even though, more often, if not always, stumbled in my effort to do so.

And yet, I believe I should not give up trying. There are people whom I look up to. People whom I believe are the perfect embodiment of what a Khalifah should be. And although I may never be one, I will try to encapsulate as much characteristics as possible of those whom I respect.

Life is short. My eyes are blurring and thus I cannot see much. I do not know the gains of this world except those that have been explained to me although I still have my reservations. My heart is constantly wavering but I will try to be steadfast in my beliefs.

Dear readers and friends of Hayati's, I seek for your forgiveness. For the past, present and future. You may not know me, but if you have read my posts, I might have been wrong or I might have said something that hurt. Maybe there is nothing now but there might be something in the future. Hopefully, what I've said above would have triggered you to forgive those whom have hurt you before, whom you are adamant in your stubbornness not to forgive.

I am also sorry to Hayati. I've tried, but each time I ended up writing something what you consider a serious post. Again, I am sorry.

Ya Allah, The Most Compassionate, The Most Merciful. I am nothing but Your slave. Each time You grant me bounties, I failed to be thankful and instead, spent my time basking in Your Wrath doing things which You have forbidden. Ya Allah, my Lord, All-Forgiving, I come to You today seeking for Your forgiveness. Forgive me for my sins, be it big or small, be it in the past, present or in the future. Forgive the sins of those of my parents, my family and the Muslim community as a whole. Forgive us all Ya Allah, for if not, we are only the losers. Ya Allah, give us guidance and show us to the path of the truth, the path which You have blessed. And gather us in the hereafter, in Jannah, together with our loved ones. Ameen Ya Rabbil 'alamin.


+ Ms. Vogue @ 3:18 AM

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Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Success is a journey made possible through dedication and hard work

When the Prophet Muhammad s.a.w opened the city of Makkah, Bilal ibn Ribah a.s climbed up a building and recited the adhan. And in the adhan, there is a phrase ' حي على الفلاح ' . Meaning, 'Come to success'.

For 5 times each day, muslims are reminded to attain success.

Success is intangible. It cannot be seen physically and different people will have different yardsticks to measure the success that they want or have achieved. For example, in an exam, a smart student will see success if he gets an A1, while a student who has been failing, will consider getting a pass as being successful.

Ultimately, success is from the point of view of individuals.

Attaining success is not easy. It requires a lot of effort and more importantly, patience. Different stages of our lives will have different targets that we want to achieve. During our youth, end of year exams, O' levels, A' levels, diploma or degree are targets that we set for ourselves. As we moved on, a successful career, marriage, starting a family, owning a house or a car will become our goals.

More often than not, we will tend to fail along the way towards our objectives. As an example, towards our preparations for our end of year exam, we might keep failing in our tests, creating doubt about our own capabilities. Sometimes, we even wonder why we tend to fail quite often.

I may have lost the battle but I will win the war

There is a saying, 'Failure is the path to success'. Failure only helps us to show our mistakes. With each mistake, we tend to learn. And with each failure, we grow stronger. We become more experienced. We should never abandon our goals, our targets, our dreams or our objectives just because we failed once. Twice. More.

Do not be disspirited. We have to learn to bounce back up from our failures. Pick ourselves up and start again. Always be optimistic.

I look as failures in my past relationships, the mistakes that I've made, as something for me to learn from, so that when things really matter, especially in marriage, I will not make the same mistakes.

One should not brood. One has to keep trying if one wants to achieve success. The path to success are many and varied. If you can't reach it along one path, just try again on another and another until you reach it.

In this time and age, the sky is no longer the limit. Space is now just the beginning.

Lastly, I would like to wish my friend Hayati and friends, all the best for their O level exams. May you all achieve success with flying colours.


+ Ms. Vogue @ 12:22 PM

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Monday, October 5, 2009

Official proper mugging starts now.
FULL STEAM AHEAD.
Till 11/11 people..
C ya!

Please pray for my O-levels.. ;D


+ Silent thoughts enclosed - Hayati... @ 2:40 PM

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Thursday, September 24, 2009

Without me realizing, you took my breath away

Men with iman and equipped with knowledge are like so, Wow. I see it as a comparative to the chicken and egg question. Is it because that they have iman in their heart that they seek for knowledge or is it because of the application of the knowledge they have, that they are bestowed with iman.

Nevertheless, whatever it is, there is no denying that these breed of men are becoming more and more rare. Respecting the elders, soft-spoken to others, patience and ability to give sound advice, sometimes with reference to hadiths etc, are traits that no other men possessed. These characters that they exemplify in public are clearly sculpted out of iman and knowledge.


"There is in the body a clump of flesh - if it becomes good, the whole body becomes good and if it becomes bad, the whole body becomes bad. And indeed it is the heart."
Bukhari


The ability to judge what is right and what is wrong is borne out of iman coupled with knowledge. When one fears Allah, he worries about his actions. "Will I be punished for this or will I be rewarded for that." All his actions are for the sake of Allah. Well, almost all. For as humans, we cannot run away from our desires or temptations set forth by Syaitan.

Girls, I'm sure we all want the best out there for ourselves. When you seek for a guy, look carefully at his traits. The way he communicates, his relationship with people and more importantly, if he prioratize his parents. Men, who prioratize his parents will definitely be able to prioratize his wife and family in the future.

I did mention that these men are a rare breed but that does not mean they do not exist. Very often than not, these men are those with backgrounds from religious schools, where they were imparted with religious knowldege. Many of whom, further their studies overseas to places such as Madinah, Cairo, Jordan, Syria, Lebanon, Yemen etc.

I remember, a friend of my cousin, Nizam, when he came back after studying in Yemen. I happened to be nearby when an old auntie was asking for advice for her son who was short-tempered. The way he spoke, the advice he gave, was like sweet honey flowing out of his mouth.
Clearly, his religious background has paid dividence.

So girls, remember, we have to scrutinise their characters carefully. There are now more and more wolves in man's skin
, preying on the gullible, who believes in fairytales that love can overcome everything. Reality is quite the opposite. So do be careful when you are choosing your future husband and do give men from religious school more consideration as compared to those from secular schools.

As an end, I would like to wish all Muslims out there, a Selamat Hari Raya Minal 'Aidin Wal Faizin.


+ Ms. Vogue @ 4:23 PM

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