HERRY AND HIS MIND

Thanks Little Bugs!

2008-11-03T17:36:00.002Z

Scratch ride has begun. I’ve been scratching my feet for the past one week and I haven’t stopped. What a ride! Something strange crawling all over my feet and they made my feet ITCHY! Ouch…Damn U little bastards!

The little bastards won’t stop. There’s nothing much I could do to reverse the situation. My feet are ruined. I feel itchy all the time and they hurt too when they bleed. As a matter of fact, this situation was a catastrophe to my enjoyment of the long break I'd been anticipating when the practicum was going on . Just soon I was overwhelmed by the fact, I could be online as long as I want and do many things on my computer. Now I have to limit my movements and avoid wearing shoes whenever possible. I won’t go to Mid Valley with my sandals on and where people can look at my disgusting feet. They are embarrassing to look at too.

I was about to go to sleep when I looked up on the ceiling of my room..well, it’s the bed..I was on the lower level of a double Decker bed! hehe. I was as usual busy scratching my feet and this time it went terribly painful. I was in agony! I felt like crying but I thought it didn’t worth a cry and it won’t solve the misery I’ve been going through. Suddenly, I thought of my mom…….

I wondered where my mom was and what she was doing at the very moment. When I was little, I used to go to my mom whenever I was in pain..I mean physical pain. She would recite a few verses from the Quran and slowly blew the infected area of any kind of injuries. And by Allah’s will, the pain was gone in no time. I reminisced the time when I had an argument with my mom. She asked for a little sacrifice from me, a little financial help for my own flesh and blood. At the time, my family had a financial turbulence. My mother had nobody to turn to but me as the final resort. Even she herself used her own money that was supposed to buy some medicines to cure her infected feet..not any different to the one I’ve been suffering from. I refused but I still gave it away unwillingly. I made a big fuss about it until the present time I was on the bed.

When I thought about it deeply, I’ve just realized my pain was nothing compared to my mom’s. She had gone through much in her life. When that argument happened I didn’t even consider that she herself had to ‘double up’ her pain for the sake of my flesh and blood. Did I ever had the guts to know how terrible her agony was with the infected feet ever since the tragedy? Yes I did but I didn’t take it seriously. I only thought it was rather a normal itchiness. I didn’t ask how much medicines she had or how well she’s improving with her feet. I didn’t bother about it because she looked OK to me. She never complained about her misery. She never complained about her pain.

Why is it so painful for me but it seemed so easy for her?. I felt like crying but to my memory, I never seen her shed tears because of it. I cried the moment I remembered how bad I had been. I’d been ignorant about her sacrifices! She’d rather feel the pain to make her children happy. It didn’t take her a week for this. It took her years! I only had this itchiness for a week and I could barely stand it even for a minute. Ya Allah! What have I done???

I made a big fuss of a ‘little help’ but my mom was steady on her bigger sacrifice…I rang my mom. I burst into tears. I asked for her forgiveness. She calmed me down and gave me some advice. She only asked me to keep on with my prayers, my studies and more importantly responsibility as a future educator. She definitely wanted me to be a son like any other mom wish to have…Then, I asked myself. ‘Why was I so stingy on making sacrifices for my own siblings?’. My mom had done a lot. She never complained it. It was like she never cared about her own self anymore because nothing mattered more than her children.

I have learned that our life is always about making sacrifices. We need to endure some form of hardship in life. That what makes us grow up. I always envied my friends who never had to worry about money. Soon as they get into workforce, they can have the entire paycheck for themselves whereas mine would go 1/3 to my family, 1/3 for the development of the new family house and only 1/3 would go to me. That’s my hard earned money. That was the plan that I’d been complaining about before this was written. But, is the money worth if I had them all by myself? Would I be happy? I could buy whatever in my wish list with it but is happiness guaranteed with the stuff? This question is so cliché’ and all of you know how to answer it but did you ever really ask yourself the question?

I dug deeply into my mom’s series of sacrifices. She dared to overcome the infections for the sake of her children. It was like she didn’t even care. What can make her happy is to see her children happy. Again, I stress this! And indeed she could overcome her pain positively without complaints and without fears and I believe Allah has given her the strength as a result of her sacrifices. And I just moved by this event. Something touched my heart. I wasted so much time complaining and being reluctant to accept the fact that they are my responsibility. Why do I have to make a big fuss about it ? I was born for them and to take care of them. That was the aim. And in later stages in my life, I’ll have my big family and I still have to take care of them. That’s the life cycle of a family. Not buying big house, iPhone, Mac Laptop or some expensive branded designer items. Money will never be enough no matter how eager we look for them. What matters more is how we spend them. There’s no such thing as ultimate happiness of well being in terms of wealth and that’s it. We will always be poor..complaining about not enough money to afford things we wish and that goes on. The choice is to be not enough money but happy for supporting my own flesh and blood OR not enough money, crave for more and they will never be enough anyway.

From now on, I will not look at life as unfair. I just know that Allah wants to give me an opportunity to sacrifice so that I can value the joy of love and the strong bond running in my family. Allah wants me to be stronger in many aspects and look at life on the positive side. I should consider myself as lucky because Allah, insha-Allah will give me an opportunity to be a son my parents can depend on. It’s all about trust and Alhamdulillah at least they are my loyal people who will trust on me. I will prove that I was worth delivered to this world and I worth the effort, money and love they have given me for 23 years/24 years.

And……

Coming back to my itchiness, I just want to thank Allah for letting me suffer this. Thanks little bugs or whatever creatures that have ruined my feet. Such little event has made me realized a lot of things and I dared to overcome the pain if they can teach me to be a better person, responsible son and more thoughtful individual.

Yes of course I’ll be more aware of cleanliness and taking good care of myself..Insha-Allah…

“Dan Tuhanmu sudah perintahkan, supaya engkau tidak menyembahkan melainkan kepadaNya semata-mata dan hendaklah engkau berbuat baik kepada ibu bapa. Jika salah seorang daripada keduanya, atau kedua-duanya sekali, sampai kepada usia tua dalam jagaan dan peliharaanmu, maka janganlah engkau berkata kepada mereka (sebarang perkataan kasar), sekalipun perkataan ‘uuh’ dan janganlah engkau menengking mereka, tetapi ucapkanlah kepada mereka perkataan mulia (yang bersopan santun). Dan hendaklah engkau merendah diri kepada keduanya kerana belas kasihan dan kasih sayangmu dan doakanlah (untuk mereka, dengan berkata): “Wahai Tuhanku, cucurilah rahmat kepada mereka berdua seperti mereka mencurahkan kasih sayangnya memelihara dan mendidikku ketika kecil.” (Surah al-Israk ayat 23-24).”

Diriwayatkan daripada Abdullah bin Mas’ud r.a katanya: Aku pernah bertanya Rasulullah SAW: Apakah amalan paling utama? Baginda bersabda: Sembahyang pada waktunya. Aku bertanya lagi: Kemudian apa lagi? Baginda bersabda: Berbakti kepada kedua ibu bapa. Aku bertanya lagi: Kemudian apa lagi? Baginda bersabda: Berjuang pada jalan Allah. Kemudian aku bertanya lagi kepada baginda, semata-mata ingin menemani dan menjaga perasaan Baginda. (Riwayat Muslim)

youLOVEthem??

2008-10-13T11:14:00.001+01:00

Assalammualaikum w.w. and praises to Allah for giving me another opportunity to write something for us to think about..Here we go!

I recently downloaded a Best Ads on Tv podcast from iTunes. It was a video about stopping the global warming for the sake of the animals. It was simple but very touching. I shed tears after watching it (cengeng skit..huhu)..but yes people, watch this and I believe it will touch your heart.

Allah created the human beings to govern the world and the other creations living in it. Therefore, it is our responsibility to look after these wonderful innocent animals. You know this right??? So Act like one!

Insya-Allah together we stand, united we fall (erk salah!...)

United We Stand, Divided We Fall (ader kaitan nggak??)

[2:195] You shall spend in the cause of GOD; do not throw yourselves with your own hands into destruction. You shall be charitable; GOD loves the charitable.

The Holy Prophet used to say: "Whoever is kind to the creatures of God, is kind to himself" (Wisdom of Prophet Mohammad; Muhammad Amin; The Lion Press, Lahore, Pakistan; 1945)

"There is not an animal on earth, nor a bird that flies on its wings, but they are communities like you" (Qur'an 6:38).

itneverhurtstosmile......

2008-10-12T05:55:00.000+01:00

: smile always

It's been ages I haven' written..(OK, cut the crap!you get the idea!). I've been busy so I haven't written much).

Ok, topic for now's blog is 'It never hurts to smile'. That's says it all. Always smile and it doesn't cost you dollars to smile..in fact, in some cases, you'll get cash for that..huhu.. (readers: so, is that all you wanna say, we know it already!)..NOPE, people..here's the thing..

(story continues)

In the past ,I rarely smiled. People around me knew that. I looked either very quiet or unfriendly. Well, when one is very quiet, definitely he/she falls under the 'unfriendly' category.

It wasn't that I didn't like to smile cos I had my own world or something. I was just being inferior about the lack of things in myself or being 'I don't know what this person in front of me is thinking about me'. So, i resulted in quietness and just mute! There were also physical reasons to that. I had a big apparent Tang on one side of my Gum and it affected my smile I did one. My smile was not beautiful at all because of the Tang and my smile often looked like higher on another side (don't lie, I know you figured out what I mean)..It didn't hurt on normal daily smile but it totally ruined some of my pictures captured that were meant for memories. I didn't want my important pictures to be an embarrassment to me so I always told my self not to smile. There you go..SMILING in pictures was bad for me..

Just recently , a 'magic' happened. I didn't know how it happened but I guess Allah has helped to put a SMILE on my face. Something funny came up when I was taking photos for my practicum school and it showed in the finished photo. Actually, my smile looked OK and I looked like in extreme happiness. I was surprised! I just discovered that If I could smile big enough and show my 'not so white, or SO NOT WHITE' teeth like grinning or something, the Tang won't affect my smile at all. Well, in photos, the colour my teeth was not that clear anyway so why bothered??

Soon after, I tried to take a few photos and prove to myself about the theory. Yes, the theory was proven. I cried in tears (anyone cry without tears??huhu)..Nope, not to that extent!Just amazed how silly I have been...

This one little scene didn't just tell about smiling in pictures or photos. It did bring up a few important things that have totally changed my perceptions on smile and smiling. Last time, I didn't smile that much because I knew I didn't have a nice smile. But hey, I'm ugly and that's the fact. I'm not going to be like David Beckham or Brad Pitt..no matter what I do cos Allah has given me this look. So, why try hard?. Let's be ugly forever and be happy about it..I'm still ugly and it's just whether I want to be GOOD ugly or BAD ugly. Smile always and be happy and I become GOOD ugly.

Second, I need to be happy cos that's the key to happiness, Everything that begins in my life should start with how I perceive life and how I initiate it. It means, be positive and be ready to start. COnfusing??Ok, ok, I'm kind of confused myself..Erm..OK, this way, I should start smiling and be happy because If I don't that, nobody else will for me..(clear or not??)

It only takes a smile to make your every single day is the best day you could ever had. So far, it has been good (ever since I smiled more). Positive things keep coming and even if there was bad news, you would still handle it with positive minds and attitudes. There were some occurrences I'd rather not tell you HERE :D..

So here is the summary, people:

1. Just smile, It won't hurt

2. Facts won't change, you're still ugly no matter what you do. Just be happy about it.

3. Be good ugly!

“Smiling in the face of your brother is charity … and pouring out from your bucket into your brother’s bucket is charity.” (Authenticated by Al-Albani)

2008-08-21T04:32:00.009+01:00

Robin Thicke - Magic
Uploaded by Robin-Thicke

Get the groove goin' peeps!
It's Robin Thicke..
Yes, he's back with an awesome production called MAGIC.
Just as it says, 'MAGIC' , good MAGIC indeed! I love the new tune and
I don't know if you noticed that the song was actualy featured on one
of Samsung Mobile Phones commercial, sounds like 'I got the magic...lalala'.
Yes, this song was in it.

The music sounds like an old 70's funk with R&B groove much like
Kanye West's Touch The Sky.
'Magic' by Robin Thicke has got to be one of the songs
on continuous loop in my ipod, haha.
Listen!
I don't need to bombard you so with so much exaggeration about the song,
why don't you just listen to it yourself and decide if you like it!

Robin Thicke Official Website
BUY

I MISS HER

2008-05-03T08:11:00.002+01:00

I MISS HER

I have known this sweet girl for 3 months now..
At first, she appeared just rather a plain girl and it seemed nothing special about her.
She's just an ordinary girl. Her dance was just normal and nothing impressive to me.
She regularly attended my class. Yet, she has not captured my attention yet. She is sweet but again did not interest me that much.

One day, I was assigned to plan a performance for the cohort 2 in conjunction with the English Day...
She came to aid and voluntarily helped me to put up the performance beginning with the ideas, concept and choreography..
She was very helpful...but then, she was nothing but an assistant to me. Yet, she is just a plain girl. Nothing exciting, nothing much to talk about her.

Along the way, I discovered a lot about her. She is strong, resilient, helpful, caring, and firm to her beliefs. She is also a loyal friend but that does not inhibit her from thinking wisely about situations and to stay fair in making decisions.

I was down for some moments thinking how challenging it was to get the choreography done in time...She assured me of my capability and induced my confidence. She was there to help no matter what and even sacrificed her own time for preparing her cheer leading team.
Yet, I thought, her personality was just impressive but not attractive..everybody else could have had that personality.

She could sing and she took part but she lost. She can sing, yes, her voice is quite good but doesn't appeal to me.
Then, we performed our routines for the English Day..We all 'burned' the stage with our powerful choreography and amazing concepts for the 2 performances.
Yet, she was just a dancer/performer to me..

The next thing I know, I was offered to do a Malay dance performance for the MTCP cultural performance.
As usual, she came to help but of no consistency.
I started to feel weak. I was missing something..even for the performance..a lot of other things going on that really tested my patience and sanity. But, most importantly,
she was not there most of the time.

I decided to exclude her from the performance, and the performance fell apart. I could feel it was rather like a trash.
I lost my magic, my strength and focus when I was dancing.

Speculations have been going on around the college..wondered what made me turned into such a lame dancer when they were all impressed with my performances for the English Day.
If I could do Hip Hop and Jazz, why couldn't I do a 2 minute simple
Zapin??
and since then, I have not heard anything from her..

The next thing I knew, I felt weak to even continue with our dance class. I lost my consistency. I lost my enthusiasm. I lost my focus.
I sometimes saw her around the college but I could only say Hi.
Sometimes I saw her online and tried to chat.
I was trying to give her an essay question but she rather answered in one/2 word answers..

I miss her smiles.
I miss her laughs.
I miss her eyes.
I miss her jokes.
I miss her man-like walking.
I miss her dance.
and I miss her really really bad...

I just want to see her again. I want her to work with me again,. I want her to be with me...
Now, I feel like she is somebody..
with all the good look
beautiful smile
beautiful eyes
graceful dance
and amazing personality
that melt my heart,
bend my ego
and build confidence
in me....

TWO-THIRDS BLUE

2007-07-19T00:49:00.000+01:00

I have performed Two-Thirds Blue for 3 weeks now. It has been an exciting experience and i'm really looking foreward to the next performances.

Next Thursday I'm going to perform again and this time, it's going to be at the Plymouth Hoe. Yes! You heard it right..I'm going to dance on the grass at the PLymouth Hoe. THe crew is going to set up a mini stage and we will be dancing by the sunset. It's amazing and I can't wait for the actual day.

If you would like to find out about the dates, venues, time and tickets about the performance, please visit:
http://barbicantheatre.co.uk/shows/ocean's%20project.htm

or outdoor performance, in which I'll be performing at the Plymouth Hoe:
http://barbicantheatre.co.uk/shows/Ocean%20Pro%20outdoor%20tour.htm

The Ocean Project

Together young people, artists, archivists and scientists invite you
to personally connect with the ocean through an informative journey encouraging you to celebrate the heritage value of the ocean.

The Ocean Project is an exciting partnership between Plymouth Youth Dance Company, The Barbican Theatre, The National Marine Aquarium, Marine Biological Association & the University of Plymouth, funded by the Heritage Lottery Fund's Young Roots Programme, The Arts Council of England and Plymouth City Council.

The Ocean Project brings you:

two-thirds BLUE
breath-taking dance theatre

“Take a clear blue look at how the ocean has changed mankind and how mankind has changed the ocean”.

16 inspired dancers explore how the balance is tipping...
The future is in the bit blue bit...

Plymouth Youth Dance Company
Choreographer: Jules Laville
Composer: Hugh Nankivell
Designer: Anoushka Athique

Catch this brand new dance theatre piece at the Barbican Theatre on:

Sat 30 June 2pm/5pm/7.30pm
Sun 1 July 2pm/5pm/7.30pm
Thurs 5 July 1.30 & 7.30pm
Thurs 12 July 1.30 & 7.30pm
Thurs 19 July 1.30 & 7.30pm

Sat 21 July 2pm
Port Elliot Lit Fest, St Germans

Sun 22 July 4pm
Mount Edgecumbe National Trust Property

Thurs 26 July 7pm & 9.30pm
Plymouth Hoe

Fri 27 4pm
Mount Batten Centre, Plymstock

All tickets are free!
Just come along to the venue and enjoy the show.

UPDATES

2007-07-06T20:30:00.000+01:00

I'm currently working on the concept of my blog....need a little help from the ConceptDraw Professional...Branching out ideas and points. I'm actually doing multi-tasking here with doing blogging, jotting down ideas and cooking. Aaahhh..not to forget, I'm also 'facebook-ing' now..haha..nice term, isn't it?...just updating my profile and hunting downs friends already using Facebook.

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2007-07-06T19:31:00.000+01:00

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