Friday, June 29, 2012

Saturday Night Blue


It always occurs to me to wonder why I am not good enough. I cry. I sob and I look like a panda. So, what do I get in the end?

A pair of panda eyes, perhaps.  It didn’t made me feel any better.

If we just sit and do nothing, and all we do is regretting what’s being done, we won't get nowhere.

So Atikah,

STAND UP.

CHANGE.

Allah will help those who help themselves.

I often pray  so that He guides me to the righteneous, I ask Him to show me the way to gain His bless and His love. I say that I want to seek for His eternal love. But too little of my actions synchronise with what I pray and say.  Too little I've done to secure my place in heaven, too small my sacrifices are, too many jahilliah unsettled. I abide by nafs. I still not be able to satisfies all the ten muwasafat tarbiyah. So is it true that I really put Him as my highest priority? If I do, why didn't I work with 100% productivity just for Him? One does not called fallling in love when they have no interest in impressing the person they thought they fall fall for...


One Step At A Time

photo by deviantart


42 days ago, probably at this moment I was walking out the exam hall for the last time (for the IB exam, I mean). To be honest, I had mixed feelings when the exam ended. Of course, I was happy for able to finish the two gruelling years in KMB. At the same time, I felt sad to leave the college, teachers, friends, my favourite nasi lemak, kue tiaw kungfu and laici susu. Teehee. That was a 42-days-ago story. Let’s turn the time machine into NOW.


So currently, I am in holidays, which lasts until September. The result will be announced somewhere in July. Talking about the result, I would like to quote a post by one of the KMBians on the wall of our batch’s facebook group.

 an ib student waiting for results feels like a chicken about to be slaughtered...

Gulp! I can’t help but nodding as a sign of agreement when reading this line.


Moving on..


So far, I’m spending my time by watching TV, surfing the internet and reading books. I’m currently engaging myself to read The Magic. It’s actually a present from my classmate during our class party. I don’t know whether he intended to give me this book or just picked up randomly. When I received the book, I said to myself,


“Is it a sign, Atikah? Perhaps all these while, you’re not grateful enough. A lack in gratitude; this might be an answer for your inferiority and negative mindset.”


Previously, I saw the book a few times in bookstores, but I never dare to touch or even buy it. I am not saying that the book is bad or whatnot, but you know, I just do not feel interested. Don’t ask me why because I can’t even give you the reason. This book is 254 pages long, but I find it difficult to finish it, not because it doesn’t interesting but it comes with some practical. (The practical thingy really takes time!). Basically, this book really focuses on gratitude and I believe the author wants the readers to really hammer home the importance of gratitude in making each day of our life a masterpiece. 


Gratitude! It sounds simple but it really hard to practise. But it’s not impossible though. InsyaAllah, I am trying to cultivate and instil it in myself. I suppose I got plenty of time. My holidays last until September, remember? Well, a holiday is always the best time for self-reflection. Don’t you think so?


Today, I came across a quote or some of us might want to regard it as a mantra, which sounds;

Change your thoughts, you change the world

Apparently this is a peppy little saying or else it can be a plain annoying. If only the “change” is easy as it sounds.  If only it could happen in the blink of eyes. Forget the “if only’ and let’s face it. It ain’t easy. This is what I am struggling so hard; to change my thoughts.


photo by deviantart


In person, some people might regard me as a confident person. But another time, I could be really negative or even a naysayer. When times are tough, when I am very tired doing things and getting stuffs done, when I feel so frustrated by disappointments, I often find it difficult to change course, recalibrate and steer my little ship of self into positive direction. Instead, I cry silently to myself and worse, indulge myself in unbeneficial activities for escapism. This involved reading frothy novels, and sleeping. The 2 years in KMB really taught me something; I realize that my negative mindset is what held me back more than anything. I realized that I spend more time to treat my emotion rather than really doing something. At last, I found myself in a loss.


The feeling of uneasiness however, is normal for human. We are just a weak creature, after all. It is a matter of how we deal with those problems. Therefore, we need to hold on to something sacred in our life, which is of course the Almighty.


Still, I don’t want this situation happen again in the future, not in my university life. I don’t want to be the person, who sobs in the corner wondering why I am not good enough. I don’t want the disappointments I faced thwart my journey. I don’t want my emotion governs me and ceases me from doing the thing that I should do in the very first place.


All because I don’t want to be in a big loss.


Metaphorically speaking, I’ve seen those, who can walk through a field of Poison Ivy without having a slightest discomfort. These people do not seem to be affected by speed bumps of life. They remain unscathed despite of all shortcomings. So, what makes these people different from me? What makes these people more resilient? I believe it's because they all practise gratitude and have a positive mind about everything. How to do it then?


In life, we are often blinded by what we desire and things we don’t possess, we fail to remember the things (and people) we already have, things that have always been there since the very beginning. We fail to make the best of what we have because we keep on grasping tight on things that make us sad. We fail to move on because when we say we’ve moved on, but we actually don’t.

Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass. It is about learning to dance in a rain.

A simple, yet a profound treasure behind the line. Don’t you agree? How often we had put conditions on our happiness in our daily lives? When we receive flying colours result, then we can be happy. When we are in a vacation with our family, then we’ll able to do more together; strengthen our ties. Is just that? Let’s take some time to pause, recognize and be grateful for the immense blessings that are all around us- the joys that were too often going unnoticed in our rush to future happiness.


InshaAllah, one step at a time, I am learning to dance in the rain.


Yours truly,
Atikah




Sunday, April 22, 2012

IB Exam. Break a Leg


InsyaAllah I will be sitting for International Baccalaureate (IB) exam from 3th till 18th May 2012. Pray for my success people :))

ATIKAH HASSAN 45 POINTS.
Am I aiming too high? No, because Allah don't expect me to be mediocre. Kalau nak aim syurga pun, kena aim firdaus kan?

Thursday, March 8, 2012

The Nameless Feeling

One:
I always find it difficult to make decision, knowing that I have to choose between dreams and self capability. All these while, I prefer dreams in the hope I’ll be a better Atikah.

And today, I doubt about it.


Two:

contains small pieces of papers about me.
(written by my classmate during the last class of Malay A1)

Picture- I cherished the hope that one day (probably  5 years later) I will open this box (should it be a bottle?)  while smiling and reminiscing  my good & bad time in KMB.


Three:
Yesterday was the last formal class we had in KMB, which indicates how close the IB Exam is.


Four:
I’m starting new.


Five:
Life is not about constantly worrying about something, it's about living. I seriously don't want to live with a constant fear over things that I shouldn't be fear of in the first place.


Six:
I’ve been meaning to update this blog but in certain things, I prefer to keep it as a recondite matters. My post this time is somehow ‘retarded’ because each paragraph doesn’t really relate to the one after it. Chronologically and historically unrelated at all. I just type what pops on my mind. A plethora of thoughts have been knocking, scratch that, bashing my mind to one point where I can't think properly.


Seven:
There’s still one more precious month in KMB. 


P/S: The will be the last. Not until June.

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

She scared me

Afraid to your own teacher.

What would you do if you're in this situation? Ermm..
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