There must have been a time when you feel just like crying

By a person's kindness

By a person's care towards us

By their love and affection

Thou we are not related in anyway 

Blood or water -_-

But we do have this special connection

We believe in the same thing

It can be just merely an agreement to the idea of making the world a better place

Or

The belief we believe in

That is somehow stronger

Bonded by this ukhuwwah

I feel so blessed and this feeling of gratefulness

It's awesome 

okaaaaayyy

since I have this gut feeling that this post will be long =_=

I SHALL STOP HERE
I was planning to share a story of a trip I just had

Will be continuing it in the next post

Tapi just A thought,

Don't anyone in this world 

Just feel simply touched by a another humanbeing's act of affection?

This is when 

A person thinks of his brother or sister more that himself

Putting others first before themselves.We call it Ithar

This is when he is said to be at the HIGHESSSST level of ukhuwwah

Why on EARRTHHH am I using the "he" pronoun (?)

Well :|

IDK

WELL!

I would want a friend of such

So

The best think I could think of now is being ONE, myself <3

Ohh did I tell you that 

The lowest level in an ukhuwah//sisterhood//brothership//sistership//brotherhood(?)

is loving our friends for who they are

That part there hmm:)

Dah settle ke that particular part?

You were wondering eyy
I miss you too dearly lah dear






So much to tell you
Let's just start with a picture
I am suuuper tired
I'll continue tomorrow <3

As clean as the sand of an untouched beach
As blank as a white cloth taken right from the dryer
As sparkling as the glasses being polished my the maids for the Royalties
Pure
Untouched

Like the sand
It may look soft and fragile
But with strong wind it gives a big awe
Warm white cloth is just plain huggable
Coming right from the dryer
Like the glass, you were small and delicate
Al-Fatihah
17/04/2012

Al-Fatihah

She just had to use his name, right?
When I am slowly starting to erase those bits of memories
나 도  보 고 싶 어!
칭 구  야! <3

100 percent reason to remember the name eyy?
I just had to open their MV
and suddenly had this advertisement of London Olympics popping out
This makes the joongboer in me even more depressed
Yeah I know, this does not make any sort of "sense"
Bare with it :D

p/s; thank you chinguu you just made me miss fort minor =_="
No Husna, you are not gonna listen to their song

Had Chemistry and Bioscience tests two days before
Assignments passed up
Settled
A one day lecture and I am done for this semester
We will be served for an easter break for two weeks and this is making me GIDDYYYY
As the holiday is approaching
I feel somehow grieved for not having my candy with me

보 고 싶 어 소 Candy :/

I met someone from Mexico. His name is Yang Carlo

Someone from China. I call him Tan

Someone from Afghanistan. She was gorgeous

Someone from South Korea. He introduced himself as Eric

Someone from the United States. Breanne was her name and her hair was golden orange.

Someone from England. She's Natasha and she's cute

Someone from South Africa. Shaheerah was the name and we had almost every tutorials together

Someone from India. Teesta having a nice smile is her thing.Oh and Shritj which I have no idea how to spell her name. She can make people laugh and rolll

A few people from Taiwan. Maggie the superactive nice girl. Diana who listens to japanese songs. Demi who is studying ballet and I find this interesting! Lucas who got freaked out seeing us praying in the white cloth

A bunch of people who misses home from Malaysia. Fatin and Fahani having our bulatan gembira together. Larry the bitchy guy, he said so. Adrien having a super devoted girlfriend. Leo the brilliant one together with Yen Ling and Li Yun those studious species. Akmal the only guy that was safe  from spending his money on Uni Hall

A bunch of nice local people. Campbell being one of the nicest guy which reminds me of my cousin*ZACH
Nick who I thought had a good sense in putting his arguments on the table which later I found out he was doing Law.LOL. Anna, the nice flute girl. Tamsin the suuper sweet girl bountiful with smiles. Ben, the serious one. Rachel, my lab neighbour which reminds me so much of Zoey Deschanel

So all those people I have met
A few to name them
Believe it or not
All those names
I am pretty sure
Only a few knows my name
I might have had a short greating with them and that was all it was
But being Husna
I have their names and faces graved in this memory of mine
It is a burden sometimes

P/s:: one thing I realise here is that
Even if you know that person
If you meet them on street
Some of them
Somehow
Makes us fell like as if
We do not exist
Unreturned awkward smile
Is all I have to say
This might not make sense :)

Having the memory stucked left untouch is somehow a waste
Spilling it out might just bring nuisance to those reading
So
I apologise since I find it a pleasure :)

I have interlocked glances with a few
Shared a smile with a few
Exchanging greatings and apologies with a few
Harmoniously collaborating in short discussions with a few
Engaged in a conversation with a few
There were also where we stood there silent
Sat in awkward stillness
Inaudible
Those moments happened
It just adds up to the list of memories
No one have any better idea how many times I was put into shame
By who?
Myself
Yeah

I was once
Someone who would easily start a conversation
But slowly that person is sinking being replaced by someone else
Whom is fancy with the remarkable silence
But there were times when I had to open the mouth first
Since the silence was too deafening, they say

One asked me why I wear "this thing" directly after being asked about his origin
Saw him a few times after that but never in another conversation
One was wondering if ever a guy sees me without "the thing"
Do I have to marry them?
And do I wear this just to cover my hair and forehead?
*SO I thought, maybe that is why most guy avoided making eye contacts with us? They might have actually sat down and shove a few conclusions regarding our identity
One asked what do you call "that thing" you wear on your head in the most respected way
But never had the chance to explain deeper
One even asked what makes I think I am modest when wearing "that thing" compared to other girls
When the reality slipped just at the corner of our eyes while we had this conversation
A girl with the head covered but the rest of the curvature of the body was clear to the vision
And
Another girl not having her head covered looking more modest

SO
That made me thinking
How do we portray the qudwah of being modest here?