1. Contact Inhibition

Loss of contact inhibition.

This is one of the many characteristics of a Malignant neoplasm (in simpler terms Tumor or a type of Cancer).

Contact inhibition keep cells in our body in check. Imagine if you will, two cells, A and B, both growing side by side, at a steady rate. Contact inhibition help the cells to grow simultaneously without having to outgrow or encroach each other's space. When a cell experiences loss of inhibition it will outgrow it's neighbour and go out of control.

Such is the case when it comes to our lives, we always need to push each other, in a positive direction, so that we'll both grow in an appreciable manner. In certain situations, you'll see someone close improve or become better, this keeps you in check, allows you to work, make amends and improve as well.

This is the case with many great sports teams, they have a few individuals who are better than the rest, who are constantly improving and consistently performing that it'll lift those around them to do better as well. That's a characteristic that is alien to many, but whenever present it's such an invaluable asset.

It's always great to see someone close to us achieve something great, but sometimes our ego gets in the way,pries it way into your brain and tells you to hate it. Never allow that to happen, always keep it in place and use the achievement of others to help aspire ourselves to be better.

When a cell loses it's contact inhibition, it goes out of control, and that'll lead to something called Metaplasia, whereby it changes it's shape into something different, different from it's neighbouring cells. Can you imagine being one of those cells, looking at the metaplasia ridden cell, high and mighty, all coked up with success and  it has literally forget what it was once before. Never let success change who you once were, we're all self-conscious but never in a million years will we ever admit it. Don't ever lose your contact inhibition, it keeps you in place, peaceful and satisfied.  

Epilog: Penyakit Pelik

Aku ada satu sindrom. Satu "penyakit". Satu kelakuan pelik. 

Ini contoh senario supaya mudah faham.

Di bawah bangunan rumah aku, ada kedai runcit, kedai roti dan kedai sayur. Kebiasaan aku akan beli roti dan sayur di kedai lain sebab kedai lain kualiti dan pilihan lagi menarik.

Jadi bila aku beli roti atau sayuran dari kedai lain, aku akan cuba sedaya upaya untuk tak lalu kedai bawah rumah aku, jadi aku ambil lencongan jalan lain.

Akan timbul perasaan bersalah kalau tiba-tiba pakcik kedai roti atau sayur bawah rumah nampak aku beli barangan tapi bukan dari kedai-kedai mereka. 

Pelik kan? Dalam kebanyakan orang,aku kira reaksi pastinya "aku punya duit, aku punya suka nak beli kat mana" Tapi bukan aku.

Aku ada "penyakit". Tapi aku tak mahu sembuh darinya. I'll gladly take this as a gift, it makes me feel human. 

"Into the great wide open
Under them skies of blue
Out in the great wide open
A rebel without a clue"

Epilog : Terawih or Terawikh?

• If you're here to get an answer, than this is definitely the wrong place. But I'll let you know, it's terawih. That incessant -KH added by some never existed as far as I'm concerned.

• Teringat aku masa kecik dulu, masa ikut family terawih kat Masjid USM. Masa kecik dulu nakal, jadi masa orang solat kat depan kebiasaan budak-budak saf belakang nanti bertaburan.

• Geng kami lepak dihujung satu penjuru. Main tepuk kad, kadang main nama negeri, kadang main sepak-sepak tangan (aku tak pasti nama asal apa) dan semua jenis permainan yang percuma, tapi sangatlah berbaloi.

• Ok, tak berbaloi in terms of ponteng solat. Dan lagi kartun, kami duduk di penjuru, sakan bermain, bila Imam dah nak bagi salam, masing-masing buat saf dan bagi salam sama-sama dengan jemaah Masjid lain. Memang hantu. Haha.

• Tapi gamaknya semua dah besaq lani dan berubah jadi lebih baik, inshaAllah. 

tepuk kad. awesome!

 

Epilog: One Day

One day.

One fine day. When dust finally settles. Then we can speak freely about those wasted years.

Those years went by, twas eons ago or at least it felt like it, but every time you reminisce, the thought of it would make your old scars reappear, your wounds reopen with a dash of salt dusted upon it.

But the salt won't make the taste feel better, it stuns you, it simmers your insides, with a mindful silence. An unfathomable vigour.

The past is like a book you've read, that's bittersweet while it lasted. Like an emotional roller-coaster, that gives you that adrenaline rush, but once you reread it, the rush will quickly be crushed. 

The past. Open and shut. Like a splinter at the back of our minds. A teacher armed with a double edged sword. Twisted yet sensible. Crazed yet manageable. 

One day. 

Epilog: Habit-at-at-at-at (echoes)

• Manusia sering dikonotasikan sebagai creature of habit. Habit can be both good or bad.

• Tabiat secara berterusan, baik mahupun jahat, akan membentuk individu itu secara menyeluruh.

• Tabiat, seperti segala benda dalam kehidupan harian kita, boleh dibuang maupun ditambah.

• Teringat 2 tahun lepas ketika menghadiri seminar Productive Muslim, salah seorang speaker menyebut tentang cara untuk menyingkirkan tabiat buruk atau asimilasi tabiat baik dalam kehidupan harian.

• He proposed using a habitator. A chart that allows you to monitor your progress within a month, there's columns of days within a month and rows that allow you to write the particular habit you'd like to develop or get rid of. Check it out, click here.

• Pada akhir tempoh 30 hari , kalau jumlah tanda bagi sesuatu tabiat secara spesifik itu lebih banyak, dalam kes tabiat yang baik, maka ia berjaya diasimilasi dalam kehidupan harian kita, it's the opposite in case of bad habits.

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ok stay with me for this one, aku nak mengarut, layan ja...

• Senja-senja ni aku duduk, secara random ternampak perkataan 'Habitat'. Aku pun terpikiaq, habitat ni membawa maksud tempat atau environment dimana satu kehidupan membiak/membangun, kan?

• Kalau perkataan Habitat ni kita cerai jadi 2 syllable nanti akan jadi HABIT-AT, kan? Jadi maksud dia kalau diasingkan ikut syllable tu, jadi = Rutin/Tabiat yang senantiasa diulang - disesuatu tempat. 

• Jadilah Habitat itu lebih bermakna bila kita sebut atau gunapakai dalam ayat. ya'ni bukan sekadar tempat atau ruang environment kita membiak/membesar, tapi tempat lahirnya seseorang, membesar dan mempraktikkan rutin-rutin harian baik maupun jahat. 

• Itulah Habitat, dan kita, sering dicanang menjadi Creatures of Habit :) 

“We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence then, is not an act, but a habit.” -Aristotle

p/s: aku baca dari atas sampai bawah, kalau ada graf mengarut, maka graf tu akan naik secara mendadak dikala hampa sampai hujung post ni.panjang la pulak, biasa la benda mengarut ni biasa meleret. tq for reading, adieu

Epilog: Spinning Around

• My father taught me a lot of things. But I don't seem to catch the essence of his many lessons, at least not way back then. I only realize those things, those little details as I was growing up, maturing as some might put it.

• Back then my father would always remind me that to get something, you'd have to do everything in your might in order to get it. Coming from a middle income family, I don't always get them cool stuff, and as many kids would normally react, I'd pester my parents, but it'll usually end up in me getting something similar of a lesser quality, or nothing at all.

• Today, I'm 26 years old, and I still hear echoes of my father's old school advices whilst I was a kid, it doesn't come sprinting to my ears, but rather tones itself melodically every now and then.

• Dah dekat 2 bulan kipas bilik aku rosak. Kipas siling. Dan musim panas pun mula menjenguk malu-malu, kadang terlebih panas, kadang suam kuku. Dan mungkin bagi sesetengah orang, beli kipas baru tu macam beli keropok. Murah dan bersahaja. Not me though, nak cari 140 genih untuk beli kipas baru, banyak benda kena adjust dalam bajet bulanan yang serba serbi sedikit.

• So I reminded myself, everything my father taught me, kalau aku nak kipas siling baru, I've got to make it happen, by myself. Dan dari situ aku pun cari bajet skit dan meniaga air mata kucing dan barli beberapa minggu lepas, dan Alhamdulillah hasil keuntungan sikit-sikit yang dapat tu, boleh la digunapakai untuk beli kipas baru! 

• Obviously, tiada nilai langsung, atau tiada sama apa yang aku buat with whatever my father did all these years, or even whatever orang-orang yang susah selama ini struggle to get out of their cage of hardship, but the little experiences will teach you, bit by bit. Babysteps, yes? :)

Kipas baru!

p/s: a bit slow to update but hey, at least there's an update! 

Epilog: Fius-box meletup

Takdak kipas dikala dok kerap blackout dan bahang summer datang singgah tepuk tampaq pipi dengan manja memang tak sempoi. Apa lagi sambung tulis.

• Dalam kala aku merangkak dalam berbahasa Arab Mesir, aku sedar, saban tahun berlalu, makin aku faham sekerat sekerat apa pensyarah aku berceloteh kat depan. Lama-lama sampai whole sentence disebut kadang-kadang satu perkataan yang tak dapat tangkap.

• Tapi nak faham dan menimba ilmu sains dalam bahasa Arab tu memang perit, bagi aku. Berbual, berborak itu sangatlah santai, tapi bila dalam mode ingin konsentrasi penuh, kena perah otak nak faham apa yang disampaikan pensyarah dan di masa sama otak sibuk nak translate apa yang diperkatakan oleh pensyarah, serius, OTAK AKAN PENAT.

• Sejam pun dah terkapai tercungap nak catch-up, bila pensyarah berceloteh 2 jam berturut, you're bound to blow the infamous fuse in your thinking box.

otak aku bila penat sangat

• Kadang larat aku akan semangat usaha sampai dapat, kadang penat aku tumpas dan langsung lemas lenyap terus dalam khayal minda sendiri.  Tu yang aku dapat idea nak tulis ni, ha dalam kelas tadi, haha.

p/s: 3 posts in 3 days! 

Epilog: Buta Ma'arof

• Seronok hidup kalau kita boleh berbicara pelbagai bahasa. Serious, dunia ini luas, kaya dengan budaya dan tradisi yang unik dan menarik.

• Sampaikan ada orang yang kata kalau kita dapat jadi seorang 'polyglot', kita bagai jutawan kaya, bahasa itu bagaikan harta yang bebas nilai. Tiada akan jatuh nilainya biarpun runtuh foundation dunia. 

• Hari ni aku boleh berbahasa Arab Mesir serba serbi sedikit. beza sedikit Arab loghat Ammiya' (Mesir) jika dibanding dengan dengan Arab Fushah'.

• Teringat hujung tahun lepas masa naik Tremco (mikro-bas a.k.a Van) untuk kembali ke Rumah dari Pasar. Berpeluang berborak dengan seorang pemuda Arab Mesir dan seorang lagi warga Syria. Rancak aku bersembang dengan grammar aku yang bersepah merata, tiba si pemuda Syria tu tanya aku boleh tak aku menulis since aku dah agak boleh berbicara serba serbi. 

• Aku pun kata tak sangat, dia pun kata "oh jadi kau ni macam orang-orang buta huruf kat Mesir ni la *gelak* dan dia cakap dia melawak. Aku tau, lawak yang mengguris ego, haha. Ya bagai orang buta huruf kat Mesir la aku ni. Boleh berkata-kata, tapi tak pandai baca, tak mahir tulis, apa cerita? Banyak lagi nak kena belajaq ni.

• Rahim maarop dah ada, lani kita kira jadi buta maarop la pulak. Aduh

N.B
Polyglot = Kebolehan menguasai pelbagai bahasa; multi-linguist 

p/s: 2 posts in 2 days,yeah!

Epilog: Trauma

• Civilization are tested with crisis just as individuals are tried with adversity. It is these critical moments that brings out the character of a civilization, just as individual tests bring out the character of an individual. 

• Great civilizations measure up to their challenges and grow more resilient with each crisis, turning each adversity faced into an opportunity, much of it also applies to individuals.

• Critical moments in history of our lives, will test our mettle as strong human beings.

Trau·ma

  [trou-muh, traw-]

noun, plural trau·mas, trau·ma·ta  [trou-muh-tuh]

1.

Pathology .

a.

a body wound or shock produced by sudden physical injury, as from violence or accident.

b.

the condition produced by this; traumatism.

2.

Psychiatry.

a.

an experience that produces psychological injury or pain.

b.

the psychological injury so caused.

Origin: 
1685–95;  < Greek traûma  wound

• Last week's incident really took the stuffing out of my pants. Literally was shaking afterwards. Somehow it kept on playing on the back of my mind, what I should've done, how I should've reacted yada yada. 

• Now, everytime I see a bloody police truck I make a humongous distance, leaps and bounds. Hope no one will ever have to go through what I went through. 

p/s: I actually completed a post, albeit dry and arbitrary, haha, this place is so rusty. 

Soliloquies of Ramadhan [1]

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Entering Ramadhan is like being enrolled in a Gym with FREE ENTRY for a whole month. All the tools, barbells,treadmills, weights and every single thing made available for FREE.

If you make use of all these equipments, work hard and combine it with proper time-management of your one month worth of FREE MEMBERSHIP, you might come out of this "gym" having built the strongest muscles of taqwa and iman, also having relentless stamina for ibadah and a determination to always improve in the way of your Creator.

So lets all grab this exciting offer and work-hard to make this Ramadhan our BEST ever to date!

Ramadhan Kareem.

p/s: Ramadhan in Egypt, believe me you, is definitely something else, breathtaking and spiritually uplifting. 

Ramadhan in Egypt [photo via TIME.com]

Epilog: The Peculiar Petrichor

• Have you ever wondered what that incredible scent teasing your olfactory nerves right before the rain falls down?

• Slightly giving you the notion that you are in possession of a mysterious clairvoyant power that you can predict the weather,that you are the ultimate weather forecaster, well at least as far as them rainy days are concerned. 

• The elusive scent my friends,I present to you Petrichor! 

• Petrichor, is caused mainly by many organisms in the soil, one of them called Actinomycetes which produces Geosmin, in which our noses are designed, SubhanAllah!, to be sensitive towards.

• Geosmin is manufactured into a rampaging volatile compound that kicks up right into the deep trenches of our noses when soil is disturbed, by either gardening, plowing or a hard-rain fall. So when a storm is brewing, a few molecules of Geosmin finds their way into your noses, its high time you move on, or you'll be dancing in the rain, which by the way is no harm at all is there now?

• It's funny how with all this technology lying around,with all this information flawlessly floating about the Internet we never bother to seek, and have the slightest of desire to be hungry, to have the thirst of knowing. It's fulfilling if channelled into the right pathways, mind you. 

O geosmin! O earth-smell! A Elbereth Gilthoniel!

source: HowStuffWorks, TheStraightDope

Epilog: Semuanya Ter-Buku

• Jenguk buku yang belum dibaca. Setiap kali hampir berdebu aku tiup dan gilap kembali agar tiada ada kotor. 

• Dalam buku-buku inilah aku mencari maksud, aku mengugah jiwa, aku merobek ma'ana yang senantiasa tiada tenteram dek karenah pendustaan duniawi. 

• Buku-buku yang menjadi peneman setia aku. Tiada siapa tika dinihari dapat mengubat kejerihan, kepayahan berada beribu batu jauh dari keluarga, dari rumah, dari zon selesa. Sini, aku senantiasa tercari, senantiasa dipersoal, senantiasa diherdik, senantiasa disalah-tanggap, senantiasa itu dan ini. Pudar mental dan fizikal.

• Langsung lesu jiwa ada ketika ingin pulang tidur dan tidak bangun semula. Tapi bilaku belek buku-buku ini, aku rasa semacam gah kembali, aku hidup bernafaskan inspirasi. Aku bagai tanah kering yang disimbahi limpah hujan, segar semula. 

• Oh Buku-buku aku! Kadang aku skizofernia, bergelak tawa, seorang diri. Kadang aku bercakap dengan sang dinding, tiada punya telinga dimanifestasi untuk mendengar tapi tetap membatu diri. Mengiakan segala yang daku cerita. Dalam suka duka. Selamanya. Terima Kasih tidak terhingga!

Epilog : The Little Things

The little things.

The little things that keeps our spirits in the right path.
The little things that keeps our clocks of life ticking.
The little things that make us see the world from a different point of view.
How beautiful and fortunate that we get the opportunity to experience them.
Day after day, we go about our own ways, we see things as they are, its all in its right place.
But sometimes, its the little things, insignificant it maybe in all of the other available days around the year, but just once, you see things differently. The beautification of your view at that instance, that very moment, is priceless.

Sometimes we take for granted things as they might seem insignificant and it picture paints a lack of value.
Look. A couple of days back someone virtually congratulated me upon acquiring a new land-line telephone number, no matter how insignificantly absurd it may seem, but to them it has value, and surely to me, it pinches my insides a lil' bit. It was a feeling, of appreciation. Of being thankful and grateful, even-though I don't half understand the idea of it all.

But it is the "insignificant" things, the littlest of efforts, the smallest of details, that makes us click and allows us to go on day by day. Before you learn to appreciate them, you'd best learn to discover them, on a greater frequency. Yes?

Epilog: A Ten Hut!

Soldiers. Highly disciplined, thorough, knows no word such as quitting unless it is to shut themselves free of this incoherent world. 

Soldiers. Never afraid of death. Always staring it into its deceitful eyes with peril. Knowing that death is jockeying close just as the shadow does follow during the day.

Soldiers. They are not slaves. They are not machines, just plain obedient beings. When instructed they listen, they observe, they put themselves to task, near perfection, close, but no cigar.

Like soldiers we must be, like soldiers we must see, like soldiers we must believe, like soldiers we must not retreat! 

Because the battles ahead is naught but a faint dream, it is a condescending truth that comes with a heavy price, of sacrifice.

I reminisce those times, where order was at sight, order was in place, we obeyed, we listened, we grew from it. A better person, a better abiding citizen. A complete being!

Epilog: of Tittering and Tremors

I recalled one day engaging myself in a light conversation with Tuan Hj Abbas, now the former Dean of CFS-IIUM (centre for foundation studies).

He told me how he feels when he realizes he is not in the know of a certain particular matter, he'd quickly go on and search for books,articles and every source imaginable to help him acquire this particular matter that is amiss from his mind.

That hunger, that drive, that is the thrill to gain, to learn...Talb'ul Ilmi...A vivification, a dream.

That is the level of commitment he had. Once he knew he was lost in a particular topic of conversation,he'd be frustrated and go on and read up on it, not to brag about it, but to fulfil, to feed his passion of learning. Of knowing. 

Half of his commitment and I am good to go!

Berusahalah! Bacalah! Jangan bertangguh-tangguh! 

FEED YOURSELF A MINDFUL THEN! 

8 rabi'ul awal 1434H

p/s: images all rights reserved

Epilog : ISLAM kau TIDAK relevan!!

Islam kau tidak relevan!

Islam aku paling betul, adakah kau Muslim? Serius, adakah kau Muslim?!?! (ulang sampai relevan)

Antara persoalan dan kontroversi hari ini adalah bagaimana semua orang ingin terjun menjadi "Islamic", pada ini kita katakan Alhamdulillah, namun tidak duduk beberapa minit selepas mereka "berubah" mereka mula menjadi lebih besar dari Al-Ustaz, mula merendah-rendahkan orang lain, mula melihat dengan pandangan yang serba marah.

Begitu jua dengan orang yang sudah terbina Islam dalam dirinya sejak dari azali, maksud terbina disini adalah, batu bata Ad-din yang tersusun atau disusun oleh institusi kekeluargaan yang memupuk mereka, alam persekolahan yang mengajar mereka, rakan-rakan kelompok yang membimbing mereka dan pelbagai lagi.

Kebanyakan yang lahiriyah mereka dari kelompok ini tidak nampak bigger picture , kadang-kadang terlampau terperangkap dalam dunia mereka sendiri. 

Terlampau dibuai dengan utopia Islami mereka lupa realiti Malaysia masa ini, bukan sahaja berbilang kaum dan agama, bahkan dalam Agama Islam sendiri Kaum Muslimin bukan semuanya ditahap-tahap mereka.

Kita semua idamkan utopia Islami seperti yang dikecapi dahulu kala, namun ia tidak berlaku jika kita(Kaum Muslimin) tidak sedar akan relevan kepelbagaian umat, kepelbagaian jenis manusia di muka bumiNya ini.

• Bukan semua orang Islam lahiriyah mereka dalam keluarga "Islamic". 

• Bukan semua orang Islam punya cerap pemikiran yang sama pada ramai orang Islam yang ditarbiyah oleh jemaah-jemaah Islam sedia ada.

• Bukan semua orang Islam punya exposure Islami sepertimana sesetengah kita rasa.

• Bukan semua orang Islam dibimbing oleh bulatan-bulatan usrah mingguan yang kerap mengisi rohani mereka.

• Bukan semua orang Islam pandai mengaji apatah lagi bukan semua orang Islam adalah mufassir Quran.

• Bukan semua orang dipupuk susur galur pemikiran Ulama-ulama terdahulu.

• Bukan semua orang Islam berpeluang menjalani persekolahan dalam suasana Islamically conducive, mereka bukan produk Maahad, mereka bukan produk Sekolah Agama Rakyat, mereka jua bukan dari Darul Tahfiz mahupun sekolah Pondok.

[credit to the owner of the image is reserved]

Kerna manusia itu pelbagai. Kerna Insan maksud akarnya pelupa. Kerna semuanya tidak terbina dengan cinta, Kerna ada kala kita harus tarik, kita harus bimbing..Bukanya kita herdik, dan bukannya kita caci. Tapi kita toleransi sambil memberi inspirasi dan mengajak ke arah raj'ie.

Kerna manusia itu Raja Lalai. Dibuai alunan nafsu', Dihasut Shaitaan secara bertalu, Kita harus bangkit, Sebarkan dan Sedarkan. Membangun bersama-sama, Kita bina batu bata kehidupan yang penuh bermakna.

Never fan any flames, Be the one that lights up the darkness, be the one that resolves disputes.

Marilah. Genggam erat janjiku..Merentas batasan duniawi untuk cita-cita ukhrawi yang hakiki!


Salam Maal Hijrah 1434H

Epilog: Pemergian

gambar tiada kena mengena dengan yang masih hidup atau yang telah meninggal dunia

• Pemergian seseorang selalunya merobek satu ruangan yang aneh dalam sanubari manusia.

• Kita semua benci akan perpisahan, maka amat tepat kalam yang digarap  'you never know what you got until it's gone'.

• Hargailah segalanya sebelum kita pula dihargai mereka-mereka yang bakal 'terkesima' dengan pemergian kita.

Epilog : Hikayat Sang Pelupa

• Insan. Lahiriyah dan makna kata akarnya adalah pelupa.

• Itulah kita semua secara total, senantiasa berada dalam keadaan alpa, sering berada dalam keadaan terlena.

• Tidak sudah-sudah dibuai. Tiada kata yang boleh diungkapkan dalam leksikografi, carilah kata apa lagi yang boleh dihalalkan,dihendakkan, tapi sudah lelah gamaknya semua ingin bercerita tentang hikayat sang manusia.

• Walau al-kisah tampak baru, skrip tampak seperti berbeda-beda, namun hakikat cerita masih sekufu. Iaitu masih dalam keadaan terlupa. 

• Lupa akan satu masa, pernah bersaksi hadapan Ilahi dan mengungkapkan "Bala Shahidna", tapi kini masih alpa dalam mimpi alam fana. 

• Semua bermatlamatkan alam sejagat, bangkitlah dari tidur sang pelupa, perang masih belum tamat.

p.s image from kuukusblog

Epilog : Retrospect

Social Media

• Aku telah pun berjaya mengharungi seminggu tanpa sebarang social media impetus
• Terasa pelbagai aspek diri dapat dipenuhi.Tidak beruntai aku sebagai seorang social media pariah.
• Not that those who use them are bad, tapi kebergantungan yang jelas tidak sihat lagi-lagi bila kita punya perkara yang jauh lebih memerlukan tumpuan, masa itulah social media menganggu kosentrasi, khayal dude!
• Sebab itulah aku "cuti sebentar" dari Facebook dan Twitter. Lama-lama bukak balik kot. 

Exploring

• Seronok jugak tanpa Social Media buat seketika ini. Pomodoro Technique yang diimplementasi pun lebih berkesan.
• Membolehkan aku membaca, menulis, dan melukis! Syok jugak dapat read up on a few new things seperti web codes html etc
• And voila! A new layout! Just tweaking a bit with the designs available, but I think I'm going to make more twitches after I finish reading a few tips and tricks from online blogging sites. ha!
• Simplistik design ni, kan?

Midterm Hullabaloo 

• Alhamdulillah exam midterm pun dah selesai.Markah aku memang tak selesai la kot, haha.
• Well, I took significant gambles on a few papers. Ada yang tak baca langsung, sebab konon "nak uji tahap pemahaman dalam kelas". 
• Exam yang sangat 50-50. Ada soalan yang bagi sakit jantung, ada yang bagi perut keroncong, ada yang bagi otak tertawa.
• Mood seakan hilang untuk belajar, secara jujur, tidak berperasaan langsung, masuk exam --> jawab-->blah muka toya. Selesai pun tak pikiaq 2-3 kali, betul atau tak jawapan tadi. 
• Psychologically drained. Macam-macam hal berlaku. Tapi sepatutnya kena cope well.
• Bila mana rasa down, pasti akan ada kisah yang boleh membangkitkan semangat skit, I came across this one article here. Sangat terasa, she is a fighter! Harus bangkit untuk finale supaya balik Malaysia nanti muka tersenyum qalbu gembira!

Need to plan ahead. Work hard+smart

p/s: this is quite random. dah lama tak tulis personal stuff. I guess I am bored. Cheers bub!

Epilog: Talking Heads

• As of late and as ever, everyone has something to say about every single issue that arises.

• This is a commoner practice which is good in essence if done in the right way.

• Now I am not saying that I know the right way,rather its a point of observation amongst peers, and what we could see manifesting around us everyday.

• I believe in freedom of speech of course when practised in its fine right way. But it is a virulent practice that everyone is indeed threading on a very fine line.

• If you go overboard you might find yourself akin to the evillest of perceptions and if you're not going to say anything you'd be a passive passenger on God's earth.

• A fatal mistake that many of us seemingly commit every single day without fail is that we love to lash out criticism without any substance. It's the infamously named cheap-shots that we sometime use to get back on certain issues that doesn't bode well with our train of thoughts.

"Speaking little and listening much are virtues and signs of maturity. The desire to make oneself heard at all times is a sign of spiritual imbalance and shamelessness, even if some explain it away as a form of insanity"-Fethullah Gulen

• We often let emotions cloud our judgement. It's the very microcosm to the ever perishable healthy discourse between two parties engaging in a beautiful collision of ideas. Not akin to demonize each other, but rather trying to find a common ground and if a disagreement arises, respect each others personal views.

• The very art of a healthy discussion is to never allow, at any point, your emotions get in your way.

• Yes, principals are key, but as Professor Tariq Ramadan once mentioned "Without discipline, my ego is the first jail of myself".

• This is the thin line we're threading. Often we fall prey to our own egos, getting entrapped in our own prison of our mindset, wanting to champion a debate, the negative desire to see our counterpart fall and eat their own views up.

• We claim to be wanting to correct or to amend the situation, but in essence our "words of wisdom" just made things worse. Unfortunately, intentions never justify the end of our means.

• Existence of a check and balance principality is pivotal in order to ensure we do not skew off the thin line drawn over the years by our community's psychosocial aspects.

• Nothing that I have put together in the paragraphs above have not already been playing in our very minds, it is the implementation that becomes the problem. We all know the words, the wisdom, the mechanics but what we do not know is to reach out.

• It starts with us, change our perceived thoughts, be more flexible in taking our stand and never go astray with the principals and guidance that is drawn from the Quran and authentic Hadith.

• Never allow ourselves to be caught in a maze of zealotry or even fanaticism, but instead always have an open mind with regards to issues happening in and around us.

• Finally, The populous masquerade their cerebration in such a way they each think that the world envelopes around their train of thought processes. Sadly,it does not work that way. Voice your opinions with nuance and if you find it necessary to criticize, do it, constructively with compassion lingering in your very souls and minds

• Spread peace, diffuse any form of tension that arises and educate ourselves by reading more. =)