Rugi dalam berniaga

Bila tengah buat skripsi (tesis) ni, rasa berat sangat. Rasa stress pun ada, tapi tak la sangat. Sebab yang 'sangat' tu risau saja. Asyik risau je tak sempat nak siapkan skripsi untuk konvo bulan Mac ni.

Bila kita memilih untuk berjuang ni, umpama kita berniaga. Kita berniaga memanglah sebab kita nak untung. Namun, kita juga memilih untuk mengambil risiko. Risikonya adalah, bila kita berniaga, kita juga boleh rugi. Tapi kita tetap juga kena berniaga supaya kita dapat untung untuk menampung keperluan harian kita.

Macam tulah perjuangan. Kita memilih berjuang untuk hidup yang lebih baik, kita boleh untung (dapat apa yang kita nak) dan kita boleh juga rugi (menemui kegagalan). Jika ditakdirkan kita rugi, itu bukanlah petanda kita akan rugi selamanya. Kita kena terus berniaga lagi dengan cara yang lebih baik, dan belajar dari kesilapan. Dalam berjuang, kita kena anggap diri kita macam bussiness man. Kalau kita 'rugi' dan terus berhenti untuk 'berniaga', our life wouldn't get better. We have to take the risk again and again.

well actually, i wrote this to motivate myself :)

Rasa yang sik best

Angin yang menerpa daun-daun nipah di sebelah rumahku membuat bunyi berlora mententeramkan hati aku yang bergelora pula. Aku pulang sekejap saja kali ni. Tak sampai dua minggu. Kali ni betul-betul rasa macam holiday. Walaupumun aku pulang kali ni bukan atas sebab holiday pun sebenarnya. Aku buat research untuk thesis aku. Mungkin sebab cuti kali ni aku tak kerja dan duduk rumah saja. Dan mungkin aku dah ada bilik sendiri sekarang. Sebab sebelum ni aku kongsi bilik dengan anak buah. Agak rimas juga sebab bilik penuh dengan barang. Anak-anak buah yang kecil-kecil pun selalu lepak dalam bilik tu, buatkan aku semakin rimas.

I'm now a feeling a little bit relax. And I can't describe how happy and grateful I am being home. It's stress free here. Being around the family is the best thing ever. I hope my heart is at ease like this when I'm in Surabaya. I don't know but, my everyday in Surabaya is almost sucks. I know it is me, who can't live well with people that have different opinion. I am the one who failed to cope with the hardest situation. I only think that the only solution of my hard time in Surabaya is distance myself from my friends from the same country, or the other word, move from the house that we rent right now. It's all my fault you know. I tried to just let go what others did that hurt my feelings, but I feel kinda betraying myself. Why couldnt I stand for myself? Why should I let myself got insulted by them?

Those good and bad effort is battling inside me. I want to be kind to everyone. I want to be the most understanding person who can face the bad thing and forgive what everyone does to me. But instead, I got hurt deeply. I know the fact that anybody who holds their anger will granted a heaven by God. That is what I'm trying to do. It's just that, I just want to express my feelings. LOL :p

Am 1

Tertunduk-tunduk jak palak Am nahan ngantuk bila disuruh Ustaz Azmir baca Surah Al-Kahfi satu kelas 1A. Am dahlah sik berapa lancar nak baca Quran. Last nya ngaji masa nya belajar ngaji ngan Pak Karim  darjah 4 dolok. Tok dah berapa tahun dah baruk buka Quran balit.

Tok minggu pertama sidak masuk sekolah. Am dah masuk tingkatan 1. Sebuah pengembaraan baru di sekolah menengah selepas menamatkan pengembaraan jadi biak sekolah rendah. Bukan nya ajak yang ngantok. Biak lain pun hampir semua ngantuk. Ada juak nok tercungap-cungap ngejar bacaan surah Al-Kahfi Ustaz Azmir sebab nya baca laju alu. Bukan kelajuan average biak tingakatan 1 macam sidak. Kira Ustaz Azmir tok dah expert la baca Quran. (Boleh pulak expert haha). Kata Ustaz Azmir tek setiap ari Jumaat sidak kenak baca Al-Kahfi tok berjemaah.

Tang ada sorang jak biak nok dapat ekot bacaan Ustaz Azmir, Mikail. Nang alim juak rupa miak ya. Sejuk mata memandang. Tenang jak upa mukanya. Orang kuat semayang kali. Sidak masih lom kenal gilak satu sama lain sebab baruk 3 hari sidak masuk sekolah. Yang masuk kelas 1A ya pun datang dari macam-macam sekolah rendah sebelum tok.

Masa tok sidak semua yang ngekot matapelajaran Pendidikan Islam ada di Surau SMK Baru. Makin mena la mata sidak ngantok bila duduk atas lante ngan kipas yang deras menyejukkan suasana pagi.

Am dah sik tahan gik dah. Nya perlu bantuan. Dah rebah bena badannya kedepan sampe semua orang perasan nya tek tertido. Nya cepat-cepat angkat palaknya ngan mata sober nya. Adeh. Nang molah malu bena la kali tok, katanya lam ati. Biak empuan nok duduk jauh sikit dari sidak pun ternangga palak nya terguguk ke bawah. Ada la juak terdengar bunyi orang tetak tapok-tapok.

Ustaz Azmir eran sidak bising dibelakang alu noleh, tapi mulutnya sik berenti baca Al-Kahfi. Maklum, orang dah hafal surah ya. Ya nya nangga dak len suma nangga Am ngan mata sober nya. Dari sia nya faham la mun orang tengah bego ngan lucu nangga am dengan ngantok nya yang sik dapat di tahan. Ustaz Azmir sik kesah gilak hal ya kakya nangga balit Quran yang nya baca tadik.

Am tek lalu segar matanya sebab terkejut ngan dirik sendirik yang hampir rebah sebab ngantok....

Kepak Tapi Puas

Aritok tek pegi lawatan sambil belajar di Pasuruan (1 jam dari Surabaya). Mun dipike nang sakit ati juak apa nok jadi pagi-pagi tek, Haha. Dosen dah janji madah pukul 7 bertolak dari kampus. Bila datang kampus pukul 7, kesian nangga Pak Buche nunggu mekrang lain gik mok datang. Van nok kmk org tempah pun lambat datang. Pukol 8 pagi bok berangkat. Sebenanya tok kelas Muamalah D. Aku Muamalah C. Mua D tok kelas biak2 pande. Aku tek masuk kelas sidak khas kelas Lembaga Keuangan Syariah tok. Nang best juak masok kelas sidak tok sebab sidak tok pande kelakar  n kebanyakannya konfiden pun orang.

Jarang dah aku tulis kinek, tapi pengalaman kali tok mena-mena molah aku puas n happy. Nya sik la best ne pun perjalanan kmk orang, tapi aku happy sebab dapat pergi dari rumah aku kat surabaya tok jap, n keluar dengan kawan-kawan baru. Aku just sik mok lupak yang Allah berik aku rasa gembira waktu tok. Sebab ya aku tulis post tok.

Dosen nok mbak kmk orang kali tok Pak Buchee. Nang sempoi orang tua tok. Dah suka buat lawak. Sedih na sebab sik lamak gik mok abis semester. Sekda gik nya ngaja pastok. N aku terkenang masa Pak Salam, Pak Sholihuddin, Pak Taqiyuddin n Pak Fathan ajar. Tem dolok-dolok aku tertunggu-tunggu jak bila kelas sidak ajar. Mesti aku excited nak belajar tem ya kat kelas. Ya jak la tek. Bye.

Try to understand

As a youth, I found that, we always feel depressed about small things. We always do something wrong. And we always act foolishly.

I don't know where to start, but I have always wanted a normal life, A happy life. A life that I always do things in the right way.

But then, again. That is the hardest thing to do.

I thought for a while. Maybe, it is because we are still young and foolish. We don't know things as much as the elders. There is still many things we have to learn to make things right. We have to experience more things so that we can understand the world better.

I always can't mingle with my friends because I found they are loud and annoying to me. I hate people who speak loud as if they wanted the whole world to know what they are saying. And I hate the situation when there is too much foolish jokes around. But, it's just the way they are. Maybe it was because their family just talk like that. Maybe they are too stressed at the moment, and they are making funny jokes to forget their problems.

Oh, I have to learn more about people behaviour so that I can understand people better.

Can I????

People's Opinion

Young people nowdays just don't care about everybody else. All they care is about themselves. It isn't a surprise that no one care about us because we never care about others.

They always say things that hurt someone else, but they don't realise they did the same!

They just throw everything on facebook, twitter or wechat like they own this world, like they are the boss, like they have no parents to be shame of with their words. Well, I too have an opinion, but writing em' on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram or whatever else is just too mainstream now. People just judge us by our social media account. And I'm afraid of that. So it is safer to throw everything here because my words here will be read by those who just want to read it.

Facebook or twitter just full of negative tweet bout life and I don't want to burden everyone else with my silly thought. LOL. Be matured lah people.

Finally- WIFI

Right now, I'm in my 7th semester in Islamic Law in Bussiness. It's kinda cool actually. So, it means that I'm in my fourth year here in Indonesia.

So, for this semester, I only got 3 classes a week. And, you know what? I feel miserable because of that. Because my life-routine circle is disturbed. Yeah. I'm feeling soooo unproductive. As I'm not always outdoors, I'm feeling a bit weak and not energetic as always. And, I'm feeling like a useless person because my life is wasted most on the Instagram and Facebook. LOL

Then, about two weeks ago, I just subscribed wifi for myself in our home. So whoever wants to use it must pay me RP 500 for 2 hours. How cheap is that? I've been waiting to subscribe to wifi since the first semester when I was living with the seniors. But I just don't know how to get it and don't know which mobile network is the best for the area. Thanks God I got it now, and I'm feeling aliveeeeee...

It's been long that I haven't wrote anything in English this long. And it feels awesome to be able to write again with the fast network. Yay!