India jerr??!!

Kadang2 kta marah bla org buat fitnah dkt kta, contohnya kita ni busuk. Bla dtnya, "Siapa ckp?", jwbnya "Orang cakap.." Padahal dia sndri XPERNAH hidu pun bau bdn kta, busuk ke x. Dok dgr sgt ckp org, smpai jd ckp sebarang ckp jer.

Bnda yg sama sering Ikha lalui sjak dtawarkn pngajian di India, InsyaAllah..

"Kenapa India??" 
"India negara yg kotor, negara yang busuk, byk penyakit.."
"Makan kari hari2, pakai sari.."

Ntah mengapa perspektif masyarakat Malaysia tlalu mmndang rndah kpd negara spt negara India, padahal India antara pelahir doktor2 berjaya yang terbesar di sluruh dunia? Jika benar India itu jijik, bgaimana mgkin boleh lahirnya doktor2 ini?? Graduan perubatan dr India juga antara YANG BOLEH DIHARAPKAN kerana sistem pdidikan yg mnekankn BUKAN SETAKAT BACA BUKU, malah pgaplikasiaan dlm kehidupan seharian dhospital!


Utk mneruskn pbelajaran di India, Ikha dn rakan2 telah bjuang sehabis yg mgkin d peringkat A-Level slama 2 tahun, mmenuhi tahap yg dminta oleh penaja, mngmbil peperiksaan btaraf international dan mngmbil risiko xdterima univrsiti tmpatan, pdhal rakan2 lain yg mnyambung plajaran di pringkat asasi, matrikulasi dan foundation hanya mngmbil masa SETAHUN dan kini sudah mula dipmulaan dunia DEGREE.

Anda ingat ini SENANG bagi kami??!!?!! 

Anda TIDAK melalui apa yg kami lalui, anda TIDAK rasa apa yg kami rasa, anda TIDAK dgr apa yg kmk dgr, anda TIDAK lihat apa yg kami lihat, ANDA TIDAK BERSAMA KAMI!!!

Usah mpkcilkn kami yg bakal dihantar ke India, InsyaAllah. Kami BERSYUKUR dn BANGGA dpt mnyambung pelajaran di India, Kenapa? Anda tidak akn fhm, SBB MMG ANDA SNDIRI TIDAK PERNAH CUBA UTK FAHAM.

"India busuk." Siapa cakap? "Orang cakap.."

Orang yg cakap.....ANDA SENDIRI DAH PERNAH KE INDIA KE??!!
*tepuk dada, tanya iman. India maseh brada d atas bumi Allah.

InsyaAllah, here will I be! Aminnnnnnn..

Salam..
*BENGANG sgt dgn org yg tlalu sempit pmikiran.. Please! Open up ur mind! U wont lose anything!*

Cinta buah..

I remember last year, few days before I hv to register in INTEC, I was suffering from a very high fever, which I cant even stand up or do anything. My head was so heavy and I was totally weak n in pain, vomiting everything that goes tru my oesophagus..cehhhhhh....

For that few days, Dad bought me coconuts, n prepared me the juice every morning though he had to rush to send my brothers to school situated in the centre of the city then drove to the other end of the city to his own school. N as everyone knows, cracking-open a coconut is not an easy task. It require a lot of ATP....cehhhhh.....energy, I mean =P Sipping the juice, I can feel his love n care, hoping for me to get well soon..

Syerah gave me few biji of ermmm...I forgot the name..the one u soak in water the it'll bloom into a foamy ball. Aaaaaa, kembang semangkuk =P hihi.. N that was the 1st time I saw the original state of it..

Bought from pasar malam...a bit cheaper than Mydins' =P

The night before I depart to Shah Alam, I was still having the high fever dat my face was so red n I had a severe headache. After performing Isyak, all I could do was lay on the sejadah with loosen telekung n trying to sleep. Then, a call came tru my fon, from Abg Ahmad. He asked me to go down n meet him outside as he has sumting to give. Unfortunately, Fakhrul was not home dat night n I would surely not going to disturb Nasrul studying or Along who's working on his project. So, forcefully, I grabbed my ekspress tudung n met him outside. *I know I looked totally horrible dat time, with red swollen face n crumpled awning..hoho* He passed me a plastic, containing 2 BIG freshly-wrapped apples =D As I was soooo sick *n ashamed of my own looks*, I thanked him then rushed back in.

It was so easy to hv fruit dat time.. Just name me any, I surely hv it in fridge InsyaAllah.. But now, living on my ownself independently, I start to realise how high a fruit can cost u...huhu.. Even an apple can cost me RM1 sumting which for me is quite expansive..

Hhmmm..I miss being at home..being around my family, people I love, showered with love n care...Allah, I miss them sooooo much!!

These words are true....but these is wad I miss =') huhu.. Allah, please take great care of my parents..


Salam.....
*I got too saturated with bio.....so I decided to blog..heheh..