Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Life: Fast Forward

While testing out a Project Management app on my sister's Note 10.1, I slowly found myself sketching life till I turn 50 (the app doesn't allow me to go beyond 2038). I briefly planned, but He decides what's best for me.

And then I realized that actually, every little things that I'm doing/not doing right now are steps towards those dreams. A day that passes by without doing those things I felt that I ought to be doing are days gone to waste. Demi masa, sesungguhnya manusia dalam kerugian. Following a schedule/plan requires discipline - something I'm so lacking of. It's been at least 2 years and I can't even commit myself to memorizing Surah Yasin. And over the same time period, Surah Ar Rahman and Mulk erased themselves from memory. 

Gotta find the missing D before 2018. Without discipline, I shudder at the thought of the M word. But some would argue that the missing D that I'm looking for comes together with M ie. Having committed myself to spending the rest of my life with someone else will naturally make me someone more disciplined. 

I then quietly said to myself, "What if Discipline doesn't come with M? What then?" 

May Allah guide me through my journey in this temporary world.

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Shopping for Work Attire

For the past four months, my work attire has always been a pair of jeans and a yellow dri-fit t-shirt (I managed to collect at least 6 yellow dri-fits over the four years of Inter Faculty Games during my University days). No one said anything about the attire. Working at the construction site also meant that attire didn't really matter much.

However, a week into my new posting, I was asked to attend a meeting at the thirteenth hour. I duly attended what turned out to be a 4 hour meeting in jeans and my faithful yellow tee. While my managers never said a word regarding my attire, my mind was telling me to look around and see what the others were wearing. Granted, they're way older and more experienced than me. As I attempted to imagine them wearing something as casual as mine, I realized that attire and image does matter somewhat.

After a long day's work, I decided to drop by a mall and look around for a new top. I wanted something not too casual but I didnt want it to be too office formal - being under the sun requires me to be in something comfortable. 

I touched countless shirt materials and flipped as many price tags. Im amazed that the shirts whose materials or designs caught my eye were way beyond my usual budget (It's been a long long time since I actually went shopping). 

My last stop saw me entering a shop that sells sportswear. A long-sleeved shirt whose design and material caught my eye. It's not your typical office wear. The tag says "Mountain Hardwear" and there's a picture of a guy fishing. The material's breathable and cannot be ironed (ironing is always a hassle, thus the strong attraction to this shirt). I looked at the price tag - higher than my usual budget but judging from the many other price tags I've seen, I guess it's relatively cheaper.

I then saw a short sleeved shirt - green and checkered and thought it looked different (my sister said it's ugly and my brother said I shouldve gone for brown or blue or black). I tried both, liked them both and got it. Even after the discounts, these are the two most expensive shirts in my possession.  

Mama then shared dad's story. During his younger days, he too used to spend good money on good quality products (unlike Mama who prefers to buy cheap decent products). Mama then went on to say that after he got married and several children later, he was buying cheap decent stuffs. 

Funny, I thought. I hope I'll follow his footsteps should I get married and have kids one day. 

Monday, October 8, 2012


Supporting my family is my main motivation to work.

Whenever I see my brothers wake up and leave home for work at 6 in the morning on a Sunday only to return home at night, I wonder what drives them to do so. I observed that they are very committed and responsible when it comes to work. May these two brothers of mine will grow up to be fine individuals.

Wednesday, October 3, 2012


Alhamdulillah. I turned 25 yesterday. It was just like any other day except a gift from Mama, my brothers and sister - a pair of leather shoes and a leather sling bag to match. Timely gifts that coincided with my confirmation letter in the company.

Yet despite hoping to be someone better going into 25, despite being blessed with love from family and friends, I still do not feel that I've done enough to deserve these. May I continue to strive to be someone good. Perhaps, I should start writing down the steps that I'll take to be someone good.