May peace be with you.

Alfu Mabruk to those who won in the competitions during our Dzikral Rasul. I apologise for not mentioning names but whatever it is, you are still winners in our eyes..and the upmost important thing is that Allah acknowledges your hardwork and may you obtain His blessings...

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Hamdan lillah, the n product of the magazine is really satisfying...and I cannot believe it that I would not be doing the editoring stuff anymore, dealing with Tcr Aini abt it, hunting for sponsors and etc. I hate to say this but I think I am going to miss that job, despite the fact tht it is tedious and can get very frustrating at times.

This year's event is amazingly fun.Better than yesteryears, i suppose. (well, to me).. Because of the mag? Yes, in a way. And because of the arabic debate too. And because most my loved ones were up there, on the stage. That is the best reason why I liked this year's event so much. And on top of that, it would be my final year celebrating it while wearing the purple robe. So there.

Meeting my seniors was a blissful moment for me. The smart batch, you could say. Sis Khadijah, Sis Sri and others. My sis? She was not at the scene. So there. Haha. (asek keje je..buat kueh/kek je..) But I know it would be better if she had been there. "Really ah! You really remind me of Saliha! I miss her!", said Sis Khadijah. And she commented that the mag's front page is really diff and creative.. I was grinning ear to ear the moment she said that. Thanks to the 'H's- sis Hazami and you-know-who-you are-. :D

Words can't describe the joy of wearing the school's blazer. (haha!). We were in a state of euphoria as soon as we put on the most-wanted purple coats. Muahahha. I know,I know; we were acting like escaped lunatics. :P

About the arabic debate...I have to admit the guys were fantastic; they have great potential...who would have guessed that Rifdi could speak so fluently and flawlessly in Arabic? Ok, maybe not flawlessly but hey, he talked like an Arabian! In almost-perfect Arabic language..(according to the judge..balik2 'taqriban'..tak de yg 'tamaman' ke).
Heh.K k. Tak bersyukur lah pulak.. Hamdan lillah.. Taqriban li musatawal Mumtaz :D

It seems like I am nothing compared to them..
unlike Syafiq; who has a voice of strong will and determination
unlike Nadiah; who has the qualities of a good public speaker
unlike the arabic debators who went to Negeri Sembilan; which Mudir is so fond of them for their intelligence
unlike the smart alecks in my class; who are adored by all teachers
unlike my "sisters"; who are beautifully talented and skilled in arts, writing and such

I am just me. And what are the things that make up 'me'?
I may not be the principal's/teachers' pet, but I know I always do my school chores.
I may be a bad speaker, whereby everyone would not understand my speech (like some teachers) but I know He would understand them, even if my words are left unsaid,in the darkest hour of the night.
I may be an idiot, or a geek, but I know it does not matter, for He says that Iman & Taqwa are most vital.. not labels.
I may not be talented, skilled... but everyone has his/her gift..So perhaps only He knows that gift I have and is unknown to any other person.
I may be hated by all living things, but I know that would not be a problem. If they abhor me, it does not mean I should abhor them too. I may be their enemy. But they are not enemies. So simply put, I should be kind to them, no matter what. Humans have emotions, I understand. I am one too.
I may not be smart, but at least I strive hard to be. Not act smart, but be smart. If the journey to be smart is still long, that doesnt matter; it is the effort that counts. And if humans can't seem to appreciate that effort of mine, then no worries, for Allah always will.


Now, I realise, how feeble and frail I am...so many weaknesses I have.But they could be transformed into strengths.How? With Allah by my side..by not going astray from Al-Mu'allim's treasure; the Al-Quran and Sunnah.

I admit tht I have always thought of giving up when times are too hard..when things get too tough.. but our Prophet p.b.u.h didn't give up, and his dear wife S.Khadijah didn't lose faith in him either..
And those were tougher and more critical stuff... then why should I??
I know.."easier said than done".. that is why I am blogging this right now..self-motivation, in a way..

"Ya Allah, bantulah hambamu yg kerdil lagi dhaif ini...Kepada Engkau aku memohon ya Rabb.. Bantulah aku.. Tak bisa aku menanggung segalanya tanpa bantuanMu ya Rabbal Alamin.."