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Pensil dan Pemadam..

Wednesday, December 28, 2011 | wardah bajrai

Rasa sebak je bila baca ni....

Pensel : Saya minta maaf.
Pemadam : Utk apa? Awak tak buat salah pun.
Pensel : Saya minta maaf disebabkan saya, awak cedera. Setiap kali saya buat silap, awak pasti berada di situ utk membetulkan kesilapan saya. Tapi setiap kali awak memadam kesilapan saya, awak kehilangan sebahagian dari diri awak. Awak menjadi semakin kecil.
Pemadam : Itu betul, tapi saya langsung tak kisah tentangnya kerana say......a dibuat utk membetulkan kesilapan yg awak buat. Walaupun suatu hari nanti saya tahu yg saya pasti akan hilang, saya berbangga dengan kerja saya ini. Jadi janganlah risau. Saya tak mahu melihat awak brsedih.

Ingatlah, ibubapa kita juga boleh diibaratkan sebagai Pemadam manakala kita pula sebagai Pensel. Mereka sentiasa berada di sisi kita, membetulkan segala kesilapan yg kita lakukan..mereka adalah ibarat pemadam terbaik utk anak-anak mereka..Selagi mereka hidup jangan sia-siakan mereka.

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Only to Allah we ask everything...

Sunday, November 20, 2011 | wardah bajrai

A very good video to serve as a reminder to all of us, muslimin...

the Video

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eat . pray . love

Thursday, February 10, 2011 | wardah bajrai

3 words to sum up everything :). For a start, if you ever plan to visit Mersing, make sure u bring along your telekong.. or else u'll be in big trouble. The suraus and masjids there are not women-friendly.

Since both of us are always preoccupied with piles of works, a brief gate-away is most treasured. Since I'm a big fan of beaches, he took me to the nearest beach that we could find- air papan in Mersing. The view: so-so but the moments spent together; priceless :).

We had lots of seafood. Correction- Me ate a lot of seafoods. A lot!

Unfortunately, I forgot to bring my telekong. Well, this is not the first time. Still remember, last time when me, anis and cik Juo went to Melaka. We also had forgotten to bring our telekong. We used our creativity to pray. I forgot, did we use the bed sheet? I almost did the same thing before I managed to buy a cheap telekong. Luckily! But if you are with someone you love, regardless what obstacles, everything seems fine and fun.. :) hehehehe

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:: A month ::

Saturday, January 29, 2011 | wardah bajrai

I haven't blogged for a long long time. Too many blissful things happened till I almost forget about this 'addiction' that kept my mind sane for the last few years. yes, writing is like a mind therapy for me, a medium for me to let out all my angst and problems. Since I am a happy person now, I have less problem. Maybe that's the reason why I hardly write anything.

At this moment, life is a bliss. Everyday. Waking up, I'm eager to see what are the things that lie ahead of me. Everyday is a new day to me, learning new stuffs, coping with new style, adapting the new way of life. It may sound cliche, but love does change everything. and I'm starting to be all mushy2... :D. honestly. It feels good to have someone to call 'mine' now. officially mine. lawfully mine. and I'm his. It just feels nice. period.

Before, when we were engaged, we hardly saw each other. we hardly went out. We were not like usual 'engaged people'. We, almost never exchanged any lovey dovey words. or mssges. or whatever. We were this old tradition couple who waited patiently to be united.

Now, it's still hard for him to say all those mushy words to me, but when he did, only God knows how it feels. Now, we still hardly see each other for his off day is Friday. I think that's why i miss him all the time. Like now. On this Sunday morning, while I'm typing away about my life. Where he is out there, working until the dusky sky appears. But I'm still happy.

Occasionally, we go out, dating. like those teenage couples. We coyly looking at each other.Smiling. After a month, I still feel like having a boyfriend than a husband as he calls me by my name, and I call him by his. No abang, no sayang. Simple. but for me, it's very sweet. :)

"His smile was so warm, she could feel her heart melting beneath its glow"

Breakfast In Bed

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