random mind

I would love to write. a lot.
but sometimes when i already get a grip on a pen, suddenly all my thoughts are gone.
it'like they know they shouldn't be there at the first place.
it's like they know the moment they were in my head it was only for temporary and should not exposing themselves to outsiders. other than in my head. because they belong there.
only there.

as they know the risk of being known and how painful it is to be misinterpret.
as they know reality is much more cruel than in my minds.

Allah,

makes me remember You more.

"along kena ingat, atuk pernah cakap dengan mak ngah dulu, takdir memang dah tertulis.

tapi... 70% adalah daripada hati. 

ia boleh berubah. 

along kena faham, mungkin apa yang paklong nampak, adalah masa sekarang.

mungkin hati tu tak tetap sekarang.

tapi kita boleh berusaha. yang penting kita usaha."

I almost cried, because I need that. 

terima kasih mak ngah.

ya Allah..
tetapkanlah kebergantunganku hanya padaMu.
Jangan ditambah rasa ku kepada makhlukmu melebihi rasa kepadaMu.

along  rindu atuk.
rindu sangat2.

redha. 

redha dengan jalan-Nya

Ikhlas kan hati dengan dugaan-Nya

Kuatkan hati dengan kekuatan-Nya.