shasha's

AS BUSY AS A BEE


tired
tired
tired
stress
tired
stress
dizzy
busy
busy
busy
busy
dizzy
MG

i'm losing control !
tolong tekan break !!!!!!!!




and
STOP ! thank you

I know a man who lost his parent but refused to be called an orphan. He was man enough to love a strong woman, years older than him, worked for her and made her stronger; opened his heart to her, shared his fears to no one but her. He was romantic and faithful to her till her last breath. Looked after himself and sewed his own clothes.

He was good looking, courageous and fearless. He never judge...d anyone on their pasts or looks, and was moderate, open-minded and tolerant. His neighbour was Jewish and his cousin in-law was a Priest. Beaten and exiled when he was helpless, he was merciful when he became stronger. Intelligent, wise and hard-worker. He built a long lasting nation out of nothing in the last 20 years of his life.

He had no parents, but loved his daughters and grandchildren. His last will was "Be good to women."

This man is Muhammad. My Prophet - The mercy for all mankind.
Peace and blessing be upon him. ♥ ♥

Sollu ala Nabi.... ♥

Be someone that who...

Be someone who listens, and you will be heard.

Be someone who cares, and you will be loved.

Be someone who gives, and you will be blessed.

Be someone who comforts, and you will know peace.

Be someone who seeks to understand, and you will be wise.

Be someone who values the truth, and you will be respected.

Be someone who takes action, and you will move life forward.

Be someone who lifts others higher, and your life will be rich.

Be someone filled with gratitude,

and there will be no end to the things

for which you’ll be thankful for.

Depressed !


Hidup terlalu kelabu.

I mean,kenapa ada orang kat dunia ni yang depressed most of the time?

I feel empty.

A Girl’s Heart Desire

Sometimes,
I want to open my hijab,
and show the world,
... that I too,
am beautiful in the people’s definition.

But,
deep down here,
in my little heart,
I know that beauty is by definition,
a mystery.
and it is forever more rewarding,
to be beautiful in God’s eyes.

Sometimes,
I want to wear ruffled dresses and tight jeans,
show off what I really look like,
under those baggy shirts and loosely fitted pants,
make a statement,
that I too,
have a figure and worth looking at.

But,
I know better,
to avoid entering the world of men’s imagination,
for I love my future husband,
and I am ashamed,
what should be his, has already been unveiled by others.

Sometimes,
I want to show the world,
the other side of me,
the bubblier, bolder, and crazier me.
put myself on display,
for everyone to see,
to be desired, and admired upon.

But,
I know that eyes are not just eyes,
seeing is not just seeing,
image and respect are gained,
shame and humility deserve a better place. ♥