Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Nasyid Always In My Heart



That’s why I love nasyid
 I used to be an unknown me before. I mean I didn’t even care much about what, who am I before. The only thing I know is study. Study STUDY & S T U D Y~…. I hate talking much with people since I didn’t trust anybody except my family and of course Allah. I did it almost all by myself. I talked less to whom I know and to whom I am dealing with. Never be more than just an ordinary lesson sharing activities. Never getting bored doing the same thing continuously every day. Perhaps living in such prestigious boarding school made me a bit crazy in maintaining good results since everyone seem to target the same thing like me. I always do my best but I didn’t get what I want. Am I supposed to be the second choice or back up plans in anyone “agenda”?  I DON’T KNOW      and I don’t care. Whatever. The only thing that matter is the moment that is “exist” from now on until…. The end. Flash back into memories.

So nasyid,. Why nasyid?….
4 years ago, I started to break the ice through nasyid
After series of event, I started a nasyid group, meet people, FRIENDS, knowing that I can give something to others. Thanks a lot to those who were related [many names in mind] in this issue, really mean it. Glad meeting all of you. Thank you Allah. They teach me many things especially on how to sing well and getting in front of crowd. This first time will never be forgotten.
Learn to sing
I tried to join many things to improve my confidence. And I just finally found that I blended into singing much. Singing makes me feeling good. Really good. Since that, I found my new interest which is singing. My first hobby ever. Until now then, I still keep working and learning for the exact ways on how to handle my singing. I am glad that I still got the opportunities to deliver my singing to those who want to hear it. Although not much but its all I got. Always hopping and searching for improvements next time.
Motivates me
Nasyid will always be my first choice since I like something that is meaningful. Something that can tell me on what are the things does matter much. A song that is not just a mundane song. A strong and reflective lyric indeed. I used to find, listen and sing this kind of song. And again nasyid always have the deep unseen meaning that also help us to explore Islam. Each time I listen to some of my favourite songs, I’ve been called to keep moving. Keep going… . to faraway ..
Explore more about myself
Question to ponder: why am I here? since the first time I’d expose myself and participate the others, I started to think the meaning Allah sent to me behind all of this. The intention He wanted to tell me from his Gift to me, and I KNOW THAT I MEANT SOMETHING IN THIS WORLD. Not only me but EACH ONE OF US. Never waste every single day we have and keep digging for the things we can do and share to everyone.
Thanks for reading,
Psst.. sorry for any unpleasant saying,.. and also for my English imperfection.. J  oh ya! Heppy Fasting Month!!



Sunday, August 8, 2010

T E A C H E R



Teacher_

The mediocre teacher tells,
The good teacher explains,
The superior teacher demonstrates,
The great teacher inspires,


~ Sir William Athur Ward ~

Sunday, August 1, 2010

Magic Mushroom - Cendawan Ketawa







Magic mushroom I Cendawan ketawa

In this post, …………. mushroom that can make you laughing deadly.

Years ago, my father did tell us about a story my late grandma telling him during his childhood. Its about the mushroom I mentioned. I’m not pretty sure of the exact things that we’re laughing to at that moment. All that I can say is we’re just having our story and telling time during the dinner in our old home until the weird mushroom story comes out. Based on the story, the forbidden mushroom is used as one of the way of punishment to treat people for their crime by making them laughing to their death. People laugh and in the same time crying gasping for air to breath, drown and finally dead. We stop laughing for awhile before my little brother start it again. I don’t know either the story is true or not. Never know about where the mushroom can be found and maybe it is just a story telling the child not just to eat any food without knowing what it is or what. It is an interesting story to me but I don’t know.

            Suddenly a few days ago, thinking of my late grandma, Allahyarhamah Ramiah, this thing come into my mind and I starting to seek for answers. Surprisingly, I found a place that also talks about the magic mushroom. It is a place that called Medan, Indonesia. It is either called Medan mushroom or African mushroom. Based on the name, perhaps its also grow in Africa I guess. Blog walking is always a good activity and credits to http://misslinna007.blogspot.com for the nice vacation trip to Medan. According to her, she and her friends in that I week trip had been searching for the magic mushroom all over Medan until they manage to eat the mushroom at the Bamboo Bar. They ate mushroom omelet plus 2 mini plastic bags of mushroom. There were no reactions at first before they started seeing everything to be in green colour for awhile. They went back to the motel where everything goes crazy as all of them were laughing hard for no reason. For full version story, do visit her blog [promotingJ].

            Reading to her blog, I fell that I want to go there after this [finishing my degree]. Indeed, another interesting place to go.

Bellow, there is some pictures in Medan. Simoris Island, Danau Toba, ect. pst.. the magic mushroom not included, go to her blog...



Simoris Island


Atttoba falls


Danau Toba lake


“Go travel and look for the sign”

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