tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23270140388024829812011-12-05T01:51:12.374+08:00This is personal archive. Here, you won't find the best words, because the best words are in the Al-Quran..noreply@blogger.comBlogger371100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2327014038802482981.post-57548282889266515642011-12-05T01:51:00.001+08:002011-12-05T01:51:12.388+08:00

enough.

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Set up a website today with Netfirms!

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*when you found yourself in hopeless situation, never give up, okay..:). Often, it's only the sign that it's time for you to be selfless... time to seek happiness by making someone else happy. :)...yes, happiness comes from God, and you might be the lucky one that God sends it through..and believe me, doing business with God always profitable..insyaAllah..aiseh.​.senyuman..:) pada 19hb Julai

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I think that we cannot lose more than what we ever have... and the positive side of it is, under one condition (that we must not give up), our self worth is much more than that...bersabarlah, jangan putus asa. usaha..usaha...(kata kepada diri sendiri) pada 07hb Julai 2010 pukul 2.05 ptg

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tetiba aku teringat, quote oleh cikgu fizikku supaya manusia sentiasa bersyukur:renung2kan dan selamat beramal... walau macam manapun bentuk hidung kita, bersyukurlah akannya... cuba imejin kalau bentuknya terbalik?kan ke menakung air hujan? pada 06hb Jun 2009 pukul 10.44 pagi ·

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aku bukan malas.. aku cuma celaru, hingga semuanya yang aku buat jadi seolah-olah tiada nilai sama sekali. tapi ko pun tau siapa aku, aku boleh jadi bodoh, aku boleh jadi lembap, lambat atau apa aja..tapi aku orang degil yang takkan putus asa.~pada 10hb Julai 2009 pukul 11.28 ptg · saya mahu sihat.. saya mahu kesembuhan dari kecelaruan dan keluar dari kemalasan.. tapi hidup akhirnya kena

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Tuhan, tenangkan hati orang-orang di perantauan, yang ingin kembali ke kampung halaman, namun tersekat kerana masih dalam perjuangan, perjuangan yang betul hendaknya... Amiinnn... pada 08hb Jun 2009 pukul 2.21 pagi ·

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Bertenanglah, sesekali hidup perlu juga merasa goyah, agar aku lebih bersyukur, dan sabar. Kehilangan pasti akan ada gantinya, dan dugaan hidup tandanya Allah swt sedang memperhatikan. Dan setiap kali aku gagal, jatuh atau apa saja yang sinonimnya, aku lebih senang percaya bahawa Allah sedang membantu aku, dengan menutup pintu kesombongan seorang hamba.

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Majlis kahwin macam majlis konvo. Kita dah lama rancang. Kahwin macam konvo. Tak kiralah berapa ramai orang yang konvo hari itu, yang penting, seseorang itu konvo. Tak kiralah berapa banyak pointer pun. Kahwin pun sama, tak kiralah tarikh kahwin sama dengan tarikh anak raja mana kahwin pun, yang penting, seseorang berkahwin pada hari itu. Itu Hari Bahagia Seseorang....Perasaan istimewa... dan

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Thing you get without you ask is gift, only not necessarily wrapped in a way you want. It depends, are you willing to open it up? Life is beautiful, when you always see the bright side, insyaAllah.

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Ia adalah hari-hari tanpa disangka-sangka. Hari menemui kepastian dalam diri bahawa bayangan kelemahan yang kita wujudkan selama ini tidak lagi wujud, kita benar-benar sudah rela melepaskan kenangan buruk berlalu pergi. Tapi kita diminta berjanji. Sukar benar berjanji di depan umum, dirakam dan disimpan pula dalam bentuk salinan keras. Jadinya pilihan paling selamat dibuat, iaitu janji yang

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Life is like this, you better decide your preferences, just like hiking mountains. What final view do you expect to see and will it worth it? Make sure you are hiking the right mountain.

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I prefer statesperson, rather than just a mere politician

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melakukan perkara yang disukai itu mudah. menyukai setiap perkara yang dilakukan sukar. jadi, dalam kadang-kadang aku mencemburui orang yang mampu melakukan kesukaan masing-masing, aku jadi lebih kagum dan hormat sama orang yang mampu melakukan perkara yang mungkin tidak disukai, dengan susah payah, dengan ikhlas, demi tanggungjawab, demi amanah dan perkara yang penting baginya, demi ibu bapa

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Listen to me, whenever you feel bad, hang on..hang on, never give up.... remember the best thing happened in your life and smile... listen, this is you,talking to yourself. :)

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If you don't open up, how can you let things in by the most honourable way? The way that will help you let things go wholeheartedly too. Pintu hati. Baiklah.

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what is extraordinary? means I still need to do the ordinary things like breath...just a lil bit deeper..:D yeap..then u can free dive longer...still extraordinary :)

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Malang bolehla dikatakan apabila palang pada maTang yang tertanggal. hehe. In the other words, when you feel you are 'malang', you have to cross over it especially the 'l', (I considered that as lesson), and be 'matang'. Main bahasa ah.

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The journey to know the one you love will lead you to the real person you are.

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Remember the empty feeling? Your heart is adjusting its space as it prepares to welcome something BIG, MEANINGFUL coming into your life.

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When you found love, search for the reason and let the reason be Allah. Well, everything happens for reason(s). Reason can be selected, eh? The right reason will determine the right path and the sustainability too. ~So, that's the end.

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Dunia ini, tidak sehingga kau percaya. Biar seribu kata mengatakan kau mulia, Kau masih akan terasa hina. Melainkan kau sudah mahu percaya, Barulah pintu kejayaan akan kau buka, Walau wujudnya sudah sekian lama. Percayalah, Semuanya bermula dari dalam jiwa, Jiwa yang empunya badan, Yang diciptakan seelok-eloknya oleh-Nya Yang Maha Berkuasa. Adakah kau sudah mampu percaya? Biar apapun kata

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Kakak. oleh Moneirah Abu Bakar pada pada 08hb Oktober 2010 pukul 5.42 ptg Kakak adalah salah satu sebab aku mahu cepat balik. Itu dulu. Sekarang kakak sudah pandai menghalau. Kata kakak, "baliklah ke Kehidupan Lampau nun.." Mana aku boleh ambil hati. Hati aku tiada tempat. Belum masanya, kakak. Sekarang aku sudah hebat, kakak pula sudah pandai. Membaca. Jadi, pabila kakak tanya aku soalan

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Apabila fikir-fikir balik, Allah bukan kasi aku jatuh. Allah cuma kasi peluang aku berada di dasar, anggaplah dasar laut, menikmati pemandangan indah yang tak semua orang berpeluang untuk nikmati. Terpulang kepada aku lagi, samada nak terus berada di dasar, menenggelamkan diri, atau nak muncul balik ke permukaan, bernafas macam biasa. Syukur, alhamdulillah. Sempurnanya ciptaan Allah...

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Konsert sambutan tahun baru. Tahun-tahun lalu. oleh Moneirah Abu Bakar pada pada 31hb Disember 2009 pukul 6.15 ptg 2008. aku ingat lagi. Ainur ajak pergi KLCC, sambut tahun baru katanya. aku sangat suka tengok bunga api. dan mungkin untuk kali pertama aku boleh tengok konsert tahun baru yang saban tahun hanya aku mampu saksikan di tv. aku ikut, dengan selipar jeponku, jeans dan tset

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-jangan terlalu serius menanggapi pernyataan orang -lebih baik berbuat yang berguna walaupun kecil -ingat jangan putus asa -jangan terlalu banyak berharap pada orang-orang -cobalah hdup menghargai diri sendiri -berserah pada Illahi -hiduplah dengan keyakinan diri yang positif -kepahitan hidup itu anugerah lho -sebab tak bisa kita menikmati keindahan tanpa kepahitan.. -jadi bersyukurlah terhadap

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"when I'm still alive after feeling that I wanted to die, then the life itself is no more mine, it should be lived for something else, until I can make it mine again". Do you hear me???? Don't ever give up!!!

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This life, Not until you believe, Even all say you are honorable, Still you can feel humiliated. Believe in yourself, will you? You determine your own self-worth.

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All the hardships in this life are really nothing, Compare to the greatness that God shows to me, The bad feeling is not hurting, For there are many more suffer the worse than me. I will keep hold on to my words That I shall never give up hope in my God I will never betray my faith, my dreams and The people who had put good trusts in me For if I neglect them, I will be the most useless person

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Akukah perempuan itu?oleh Moneirah Abu Bakar pada pada 14hb September 2009 pukul 4.53 pagiAm I that woman?Is that woman me?She who wanted to be one without historyIgnoring her experiencesDenying the truth, of her journey,How can be now?Without any existence of past time?Just swallow that bitterness. dear.For even if one want to let go, it is not easy for all to be forgotten.There must be some

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Fly by the wind of dream... oleh Moneirah Abu Bakar pada pada 24hb April 2009 pukul 4.27 ptg I hope to find the reality in me As I go deeper, I know that my life would be better Only if I decide to be so, and do what it takes to self-conquer. I learn, I practice and into the battle I go, Never give up, never ever quit nor running from the chores, As long as God let me stay in the game, no

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the lossoleh Moneirah Abu Bakar pada pada 06hb Jun 2009 pukul 11.09 pagiAllah,You took him away from usand it greatly reminds usthat he is yours totally, indeed.Allah, I know that he has been blessedby You and others who love himand that makes me wonderWill I be equally like himto die in a waybut still alive in my beloved's minds and prayersAllah,please let us reunite in heavenAmin...in

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The Fighting Souloleh Moneirah Abu Bakar pada pada 08hb Mei 2009 pukul 1.21 ptgI was trapped within myselffor so long,for too longlong enough that I even forget what sent me here And to be freedI heard that I need to seize the sourcethe main root of this enigmaand solve it from withinAnd it is something that I always doubtin whether I am prepare to do so Life would have been easierIf only this

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Unknown Living Herstoryoleh Moneirah Abu Bakar pada pada 18hb Januari 2010 pukul 1.28 pagiShe is,Someone unknown to herself,Still trying, to reach within,and yet, "curiosity kills the cat"...Exhausted. for nothing. tremble, stumble, terrible.She's not incapable,She knows that.She is tired.................................................and angry. Let go,of the unknown hatred,all the tiresome, all

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This Journey of Lifeoleh Moneirah Abu Bakar pada pada 10hb November 2009 pukul 12.42 pagiGod, please hear me,God, I was stumbled down lately,And I have to start once more right from the start, right from zero.As if I'm just a newly born.God, I know that you just want to testify me,To prove whether I'm qualifyTo be near you,God, let me pass your test easilyAnd give me courage to do thisGive me the

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my old poem transported from Friendster..still relevant, for the forgetfulness of self. over and over again, the same mistake.oleh Moneirah Abu Bakar pada pada 09hb Ogos 2009 pukul 10.42 ptgIt seems like it was just yesterdaymy black day had occurredand my memories seem so freshand the old wounds bleeding again.Now, I have awakenby the disturbing needs to be alive;the need to reinvent myselfthe

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Hidup..cara aku..mungkin cara kita beza tapi kita semua masih manusia.. oleh Moneirah Abu Bakar pada pada 25hb Jun 2009 pukul 7.11 ptg lama dah aku buat hal ni. dulu puisi ni dalam bahasa Inggeris, tapi buat kali pertama, kali ini aku terjemahkan. kita kongsi dalam bahasa ibunda kita, bahasa Malaysia, bahasa jiwa raga dan minda kebanyakan orang kita. puisi ini aku serahkan hakcipta dia dekat

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