:: beHind tHe siLver fRonD ::

ada yang menangis
ada yang tertawa kecil
ada yang tertawa takut 

ada yang cuba menabir resah
ada yang berdoa tanpa henti
ada yang lena diulit rasa
ada yang mulai gelisah… 

aku juga sama..
aku toleh ke kiri 

mama…

ya Allah…segerakanlah perjalanan kami ke sana!

aku melihat mama hanya mengejap mata sambil berdoa agar ia cepat berlalu… 
4 june.. 

banyak yang tak terluah dengan kata-kata..semata-mata…

p/s to be continued

i’m gonna get myself new shaylas~new shaylas~new shaylas~lalalalala~

♥♥♥ shayla♥♥♥

langkah demi langkah
aku terasa
kesunyian ini kurasakan asing
terbiasa ada kamu
aku rasa
janggal
cemas
takut

lalu aku panjangkan langkahku
serasa kau semakin dekat
ingin memelukku
ku pejam erat mata ini
lalu ku berbisik

apa yang kau mahu lagi
aku tidak akan menoleh padamu lagi
cukuplah…
sisa air mata belum berhenti
cukuplah…

lalu bayang hitam itu terhenti
tinggal…
terdiam…
bayang hitam makin jauh dari aku
ku deraskan langkah
menuju yang tak pasti

berhenti
aku rasa makin sunyi
tanpanya aku jadi semakin sunyi
lalu ku toleh jua
ku lihat bayang hitam berwajah sedih
katanya

aku lah bayangmu
sampai hatimu
tinggalkan aku sendirian
 aku takkan pernah tinggalkan kamu sendirian
kau aku dan aku kau
bawalah aku bersama
biar bulan senyum padaku jua…

hati duka lara
ya sayang..

kembali padaku!
maaf aku lupa diri 

for my latest edited pict, this one i adore most..hehehe
in my photoblog,i put two different edited version of this pic,a bit different angle.. but still the same thing.i think prefer this..it’s more reflective.

seems i already hv my permanent readers n viewers…huhuhu
(next tym u guys better leave comments la….dont give comments in front of my face la…malu la..aiyork..) 

alhamdulillah…tht are the things tht i’ve seen frm qalbi..it’s like a bounty from al-Khaliq..

 byknya kerja sekarang…chaiyok2! bertahan2! fighting!!

p/s untuk menjawab soklan di atas…

      Tidak dinamakan insan melainkan kerana sifat lupanya,
dan  dinamakan hati qalbu kerana ia berubah- ubah 

Syair Arab

 

daa~

Ketika Hati Menangis ~ Anna Abadi

so it seems like such a waste..writing here when i have so much to do;steel d,timber d,foundation d,SHE p…
Wallahi,i don’t have much time for myself.

But i need this break,just to pull myself togetha. It’s like i’ve been missing quite some things these days….my pearl of thoughts,my sincerity towards my studies..
i’ve been fussing bout little thing sometimes…i really don’t get my peace of mind..wuwuwu~ 

weeks ago i did go to the river nearby to find peace of mind, click2 some pictures during traffic lab,then off to SMKAK for motivation programme we made for ‘em. Yeah, i do lost track of time sometyms.tht’s y i forgot that next week is when i suppose to hand in my Hubungan Etnik report which i haven’t compile yet!!~

T_T……
bollocks~ Dr. Joewono really get things on his way. emang kok..hish~ 

It’s been a very looooong week..
Previous weeks are also done crazily…dem~ 

now i’m still burying myself deep down the heaps of projects and designs!!

lemme outta ‘ere!! 

my sincerity,
f.H

 kau membina perhubungan itu
di atas titian yang rapuh
kau teruskan jua
lalu ia patah
saat kau merasakan tenang itu bisa jadi milikmu
kau 
lupa
lalu kau menjadi org tertamak
menginginkan segala caramu
dan kau anggap semua manusia sekelilingmu
mahu menurut apa saja mahumu
kau
silap.. 
gemuruh jiwa hati luka
bagaimana kan kau ukur?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

impress me
like you always do
smile for me
and cover my million tears
 bake me waffle
so damn hungry rite now

T_T……… 

i always brood around my pasts..maybe being a Juney tht’s why..

~why i don’t study anthropology? instead of … 

hee~ just a thought.. too tired doing designs..my brain to get some rest to0~~

1)i love photography.love taking photos and make the photos become dammnn good~ this goes same with Mr Midin.

2)i love travelling.i walk a lot until my own knee betrayed me(!_!) i’ve been here there and i’ve been living away from home since i’m a little girl. 

3)my name is Fadeela and it has beautiful meanings.a complete meaning.

4)my mom’s name is Elsi Marlisa. it suits her..a beautiful and respectful lady.

5)my dad’s name is Hasbi. it sounds short..yeah and it is short but my dad is a tall guy.i’m the shortest in the family(!_!..) 

6)my #1 ahmed. he’s a KMB student.he’s an extra-terrestrial brother becoz his IQ is too much!!

7)my #2 alen. he’s a tycoon at home,a taiko at school(only among friends). he said he wants to be a pilot but all he do are wrecking new airplanes that we bought(even though made in Dubai..still wreck also??how come laa…)

8)my #3 taufiQ. he’s a diver Ustaz.hehe..he has King Midas touch when he’s little.everytime he touched things he like,it will either break,lost,or get damned.he’s recovering now and become very handsome. ~_~! 

9)my #4 miss caha2.also known as Nunu,Anu Pradha and Kajole.miss India,miss Tamil Nadu, miss World.well..i don’t know now coz just got into boarding school just like the rest of us.she thinks i’m gorgeous and put me as her idol(!_!) and i think she is even more(bcoz of that leggy leg of hers)! i even think if she ever be a model or public figure someday..model=if she wants to be smack down by dad.in few more years,she’ll be taller than me.

10)my#5 luQman hakem. a package. his bestfriend’s Brandon. loves Math and a big fan of Tetimus Prime.he thinks he’s a hero.but always lost in battle with Bibik Sniper,the Iqra’ 4 battle.

*brooding the pasts again*

enough brooding.

ana Sarawakkiya, proud of it.. ^______^

p/s my home’s the best!best! best! paling best di dunia!

dear readers,

let me remind you that in my last entry,i already noted that i red it from someone’s and reposting it back..just a part of it as it clearly catching my eyes..it’s not an individual point of view dammit..my pov? trust me,u wouldn’t want to knw..

some things are meant to be pondered sometimes…reflecting time!

p/s i just don’t understand sometimes peoples are just so lazy to think and use their brain.. boring!~

they have boring life.i don’t.

Puncak kehinaan wanita ketika ia menerima tembakan seorang lelaki untuk jadi kekasihnya.Puncak kemuliaan wanita ketika orang tua/walinya mempertimbangkan lamaran seorang lelaki untuk jadi isterinya. Hancurkan harga diri dengan pacaran, muliakan diri dengan menikah.
ni aku terbaca kat mane ntah..kononnya surat dari sorg cowok kpada wanita2 di luar sana yg naif tentang masalah2 cinta..looking for one true love but not really understanding the whole point n whtsoever…fuh! pedas ayat dia..

keseluruhan surat tu aku x post kat sini tapi cuma amik hok part ni ja… buat renungan ye syg =) 

bukan ni tujuan sebenarnya..ni kire iklan la ^.^ td bc post kak fynn.. lagi2 entri membuka mata(hihihi…)

bohonglah professionalism akan bawa kau jauh merentas masa.cuba kau lihat org2 hebat, semua ada kes dalam kepala.anak mati la. isteri bunuh diri la. bapak mak nyah la. hidup dalam gelap la.

macam2.

sebab orang yang tidak malu mempamer jiwa, menyuntik rasa, adalah orang2 soulful.keagungan meletakkan jiwa sebagai harganya.lebih banyak jiwa yang terlibat, lebih bagus.

tapi janganlah sengaja saiko demi mencari identiti ‘art’ kau.

itu bangang.

apa makna meletakkan ‘jiwa’ dalam sesuatu?

mudah.

memberi that extra edge, atau tambahan elemen kick.harus ada passion.

dan kalau buta2 suka, tanpa mengorbankan jiwa untuk mengetahui the art of your field, itu namanya pembaziran masa. kau perlu serahkan sebahagian (kalau tidak seluruh) minda utk kehendak kau.

kenapa kau rasa perumpamaan ‘knowledge is power’ itu sesuatu yang dipegang ramai orang?

ilmu itu benar2 satu kuasa.

sakti.
agree wif u sis… now back to u readers..