Fairuz-Ali Hamzah, 1-0

Abg: Adik, baru one week tak nampak, macam makin bulat je muka?
me: Abg, baru one week tak nampak, skrg abg macam makin smelly je?
Abg: Abg busuk sebab pertahankan negara!
me: Adik bulat sebab bantu ekonomi negara!
Abg: *terdiam*
me: Hah!
Abg: Yelah abg belanje makan. Boleh habis duit NS ni, tau? *annoyed*

Yessa! 1-0! ^___^

Apek Itu!

Tarikh: 25 November 2009
Tempat: di dalam MRT menuju ke Tampines
Masa: 4.10 petang
Pelaku 1: Fairuz
Pelaku 2: Apek
Pelaku 3: Uncle kerja office

Selepas interview di Raffles, Fairuz pun menaiki MRT untuk pulang ke Tampines. Bila masuk dalam salah satu cabin, dia pun gembira kerana terdapat satu tempat kosong, seolah-olah khas untuk dia! Tak apalah kalau tempat tu kat tengah-tengah seorang apek dan seorang uncle kerja office. Pusing kiri. Apek sedang asyik main game kat handphone. Pusing kanan. Uncle kerja office sedang lena sambil mulut ternganga besar. Kesian, penat agaknya. Fairuz pun mula baca buku untuk menghilangkan kebosanan. Tiba-tiba....

Bunyi handphone Apek: Ke-cheeet! (bunyi petik gambar)
Fairuz: (dalam hati) Apek ni main game apa sampai bunyi gitu... hmm takpelah.
Bunyi handphone Apek: Ke-cheeet! Ke-cheeet! Ke-cheeet!
Fairuz: (dalam hati) eh Apek ni, karang orang amik handphone baru tahu!
Uncle kerja office: Mmmgghhh! (baru bangun tidur)

Pandang sekeliling. Nyonya-nyonya dan auntie-auntie sedang perhatikan Apek. Lalu Fairuz pun jeling mata kat handphone Apek sekejap. Terkejut! Eh muka dia sendiri kat screen tu! Nak kata dia ambil gambar org sebelah, org tu uncle kerja office. Buncit pulak tu. Fairuz pun rasa mcm nak marah sebab tak suka gambar dipetik sembarangan. Biarkan apa orang nak kata!

Fairuz: (tarik-tarik beg & betul-betulkan tempat duduk untuk tunjuk perasaan)
Apek Itu: (aksyen-aksyen berbual kat tefon)
Uncle kerja office: (mendengus) HAI-YOH!
Fairuz: (marah) Apek, you think i never see you -
suara dari dalam MRT: Tampines~
Fairuz: (bisik) ish tak sempat nak gaduh!
Lalu Fairuz pun bangun dan pijak kaki Apek cepat-cepat sebelum keluar!
Apek Itu: OWWW! (tunduk untuk tengok kaki yg dipijak)
Fairuz: Ah, sorry! (dengan 0% keikhlasan)

Hah, rasakan! Tapi bila balik Fairuz terasa kesian, kalau-kalau Apek Itu sakit kaki seumur hidup akibat kena pijak. Tapi siapa suruh dia ambil-ambil gambar orang sembarangan. Hah~

Before I forget.

Before I forget, I'd better jot down these dates.

22 Nov: Invigilate QTRS exams at Madrasah Aljunied.
23 Nov: Apply work as assistant to Contact Centre at NLB, buy Hafizah's present
25 Nov: Abah's birthday
29 Nov: Relief at Abdul Aleem Siddique
30 Nov: Lunch at Ustazah Supijah's place (Yayy! ^____^)

5 Dec: Darul Arqam Youth Forum - Islam Rocks My World!
28 Dec: Graduation Day
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Other things to be done:

- check tutees' results & progess
- set a date to visit Ustazah Shikin
- remind students about Hadith paper
- write speech for graduation day
- badminton date with Mira!
- fly to the moon

I think I like the last one the most. Ah. ^____^

Declaration of love.

The moment you see me after one whole week, you squish me even though you know your army uniform's all smelly. When you read your favourite Hardware magazine, I have to listen to you talking about all the newest gadgets in town. You hide my handphone. You sms me although you're in your room right next to mine. You bite my bruised arm, claiming that it would heal faster. The things that you do can put me in despair.

But abg I still love you. Because of all the things you've done for me.

When I cried and felt disappointed, you sat on my bed with me and told me it was okay. You said things that made me feel better. You buy meals for me when you know that there's nothing at home to eat. You tell me that there's someone good out there for me.

Even though you've never told me that you love me, it's okay. Because through your actions, I know you care. Abg, I love you and I pray that Allah will take care of you. Always.

Living in two worlds.

When I was small, I told my mum that I wanted to marry a prince.

Mama just smiled. And she simply said: "We'll see what happens when you grow up, okay?"

..................

Now that I've lived this life for nearly 18 years, I've learnt that love doesn't always unite two strangers who live in two different worlds. A prince doesn't marry a pauper. A young wealthy merchant won't tie the knot with an old widow. And if we look at today's affluent society, a career-minded woman wouldn't want to take vows with a common villager. The differences are obvious. Very much that I probably don't need to explain it. People get attracted to each other mainly because they have similarities, and they can imagine life with each other. A part of me says that if two individuals are completely different, there's a big chance that the marriage won't work out. Well, I've ever imagined a scenario which brought me to this conclusion. In that scenario, I was having tea with my father-in-law and my husband - who's a highly intellectual scholar. And we had a conversation, which went like this:

Husband: Abah, I was reading Professor Jacob's article the other day, and oh, I do agree with him that equality is a myth, and multiculturalism is such a fatous dream.

Father-in-law: Exactly what I was thinking too. If one talks about equality and multiculturalism fervently, he must be in denial. What do you think, Fairuz?

Me: Well, I, uh... agree a hundred percent with the both of you. There can never be equal treatment towards members of different ethnic, national, and religious groups. Because... uh...

Okay let's end the conversation there. Well basically that's because I've never imagined further. It would probably lead me to a conversation about subjects that I find quite uninteresting (not to mention hard to follow). And I might embarrass myself too. I truly hope that I would never get in such a difficult situation. Because if not, I wouldn't know what to do.

But there's another part of me which thinks the other way. If two people are in love - despite their backgrounds - they would certainly make a lot of sacrifices and work hard to be together. And one might even give much more than he/she probably receives from the other half. All done in search of happiness.

But I think I have yet to understand fully the metaphysics of love. Rochefoucauld once said that love may be compared to a ghost, since it is something we talk about but have never seen. The way he puts it, really amuses me. *laughs* =)

First post

First post for my blog. =) Honestly I dont really know what to write yet, but hopefully the ideas will come soon insyaAllah.