New blog

Here it is:

http://missingepiphany.blogspot.com/

Save Palestine!

Palestinian Murderers are fuckin demons.

When the dead make u laugh

The new cadavers are here for the “baby” juniors! mwahaha, I was lucky enuf to see em.

Check out that pink!

Sami Yusuf – You came to me

VERSE 1

You came to me in that hour of need
When I was so lost, so lonely
You came to me took my breath away

Showed me the right way, the way to lead

BRIDGE 1

You filled my heart with love
Showed me the light above
Now all I want Is to be with you

You are my One True love
Taught me to never judge
Now all I want Is to be with you

CHORUS (x2)

VERSE 2

You came to me in a time of despair
I called on you, you were there
Without You what would my life mean?
To not know the unseen, the worlds between

BRIDGE 2

For you I’d sacrifice
For you I’d give my life
Anything, just to be with you

I feel so lost at times
By all the hurt and lies
Now all I want Is to be with you

CHORUS (x2)

MIDDLE 8

Showed right from wrong
Taught me to be strong
Need you more than ever
Ya Rasul ALLAH

You came to me
In that hour of need
Need you more than ever
Ya Rasul ALLAH

BRIDGE 3

You filled my heart with love
Showed me the light above
Now all I want is to be with you

You are my One True love
Taught me to never judge
Now all I want Is to be with you

CHORUS (currently X2)

FINALE
Showed right from wrong
showed me right from wrong

Pursuing Happiness

Thomas Jefferson said something that can be simplified into “Every man has the right to the pursuit of happiness”. I know this because I did a report on him in 5th grade while still schooling in New York. What I understood about this at the time was that every individual should have the god-given right to pursue what it is that makes him happy. That every person deserves the freedom to carve his life, the freedom to make whatever choices he has to in searching for happiness. Now Thomas Jefferson may have been referring to black slavery in America at the moment, but this blog entry isn’t about American history.

I remember another thing a wise man said. He said there are 2 types of cages, one in which you can touch and feel the bars and u know u are not free, the other is where you cannot see or feel the bars and think you are free. Ok ok, so this dude is actually talking about government mind control but still you’ll see my point later.

The point of my blog post is to share with you a realization I’ve been able to achieve so that you may hopefully benefit. I have been increasingly HAPPY for months and extremely happy these past few days and I believe the happiness is somewhat permanent. ^^ Usually in a person’s life, they go through stages where they feel they become a new person. People change and its wonderful! Though my own change wasn’t through some rare big event that jolted me deeply enough to change. Nope. The realization was slow and steady.

Throughout my life I’ve gone through stages where I was very dormant, very depressed, cynical, loathing, u name it. To cut things short my life sucked. When I wrote the blog entry “You are the maker of your own happiness”, I knew happiness was a choice. I knew I had to choose happiness. Sometimes change takes some time, so slowly but surely I was able to choose to be happy. Daily misfortunes were the first to change. Whatever that could have made my day bad didnt anymore. Because I chose to be happy when before I would have been un-happy. When things made me angry, I just said to myself “what the heck? I’ve nothing to be angry about. I don’t need this anger.” When I found myself worrying, I said to myself, “Why worry? I know I can turn things around. Allah will provide, there is good in all things that happen.”

So coming back to the famous sayings.

I found that to achieve/pursue happiness you have only to want it and to choose it! Life will give you lemons. Even better than making lemonade is this: throwing the lemons back at life and saying, I DON’T WANT YOUR FUCKING LEMONS! Your emotions are your own. You choose what u feel. Not life. Life doesn’t govern your emotional status. Do NOT let it.

I found that the only cage imprisoning me was one I put around myself. The cage I could not see. Once I saw the bars that I built myself, only then was I able to break those bars. Always be confident. There is NO SUCH THING as overconfidence. You have EVERYTHING u need to go ANYWHERE you want, to do ANYTHING you want. Act. Do. Try. Pursue. Strive and Allah-willing you will achieve. Failure is NOT bad. Failure means you learned how not to succeed. So that you are better equipped to succeed NEXT time!

After I realized that my emotional well being based on my daily life was improving, I realized why not my emotional well being revolving my whole life in general? All my worries about the future, about education, about becoming a doctor, about my social life, about my non-existent love life, about my family problems, about fitting in at college, about getting old (YES, I think about that too), about exams, about thinking “will I make it?” and etc!!!

So bit by bit, praise be to Allah, my life has been improving so much!

I have wonderful aims and goals and dreams to strive for.

I realize how beautiful my family is.

My brother and I are as close as we have ever been.

I love my sisters.

I appreciate my parents immensely.

I am excited and enthusiastic about our new year in MBBS.

I am confident in my abilities.

I find that I love my friends more.

I love my uncles, aunts(and cuzins TOO!!!).

I am LOVING my stay in India to the fullest.

I am thankful to Allah for all that he has given me.

____________________________________________

Choose happiness.

Cheers!

Er.. stuff.

Having smoked a cigarette only moments ago I suddenly have the impulse to update my blog. I would’nt quite call myself a smoker, mind you. Yet I do have a knack for trying everything in my own unconventionally peculiar methods. A few minutes ago I was browsing myspace (am personally more fond of facebook) for the simple reason of killing off some boredom whilst sleep continued to elude me.  So I happened across an old friend’s profile. I checked out her newest pictures which caught my eye. The girl who is of my age (19), was happily posing for the camera with her friends.  Knowing her character, I wasn’t too shocked to see how scantily dressed she (aswell as her friends) was. For the few years Ive known her I was well aware she was on the “wild” side as a young teenager.  So then comes a barrage of other thoughts:

-          Ever notice how sexy/slutty/daring the new generation

of kids dress?

-          Notice how Malaysia is increasingly populated with mat

rempits, drag queens and other socially/behaviourly er…  demented classes

of people?

This is what I call socially/behaviourly demented, hahaha

-          Do parents these days even give a damn about their

children anymore?

Then some other thoughts:

-          Fat girls in skirts look damn wrong… euww..

-          Will my friends read this and what will they think?

-          If I eat lots of oily peanut butter will I grow pimples?

-          Why does all the Indian paper money have only Gandhi’s face

on it? (Gandhi rox, mind you)

-          That Indonesian hatred towards Malaysians for

“stealing their culture” has NO basis at all.

(Might make a post on this issue aswell)

-          Michael Jackson was fuckin murdered. Im frrikkin serious.

-          Me smoking is totally my brother’s fault. Haha..

(Solely for ur amusement Mal if u’re reading this.)

-          Sorry, I have no idea where this blogpost has gone to

conclude. Really.

Part of me feels like a moron to bitch about issues I might not even be genuinely concerned about. Girls wearing short skirts and so much make-up they look like men… It doesn’t rly matter I suppose. They’ve been around like.. forever. I love to fool around as much as the next crazy teenager but at the same time I’ve to think about my future aswell.

I seriously pray for my fellow Malaysians.

BTW, One Malaysia, I love the slogan.

Malaysia today!

Hoping to re-continue my blogging, cheers!

Melayu Layu

Video a friend told me about:

Aku lihat layu dalam Melayu
Aku pasti bukan aku seorang sahaja yang nampak
Ada juga bercadang bertanya tuan punya
Tapi bercampur risau dengan tak tergamak
Nanti di kata tak bersyukur
Di kata tak sedar diri
Jadi aku menyendiri memerhati
Dan akhirnya mengakui
Yang kita sendiri membiarkan bunga raya layu ke kanan
Dan dibiar bunga tak cantik mekar di kiri

Aku lihat layu dalam Melayu
Tanah air kita yang punya kita siram kita baja
Tapi angin api kita lupa
Mereka merancang masa menjilat bangsa
13 Harimau bertukar menjadi mangsa
Kita lupa nenek moyang kaya raya
Jangan sekali- kali di gadai harta bendanya
Ku lihat layu dalam Melayu
Ku lihat layu dalam Melayu
Ku lihat layu dalam Melayu

Takkan Melayu hilang di dunia
Ya.Tapi apa guna tak hilang di dunia
Kalau kewujudan tidak dirasa
Petah berbahasa kudrat tak berjasa
Orang berbudi kita hanya tahu merasa
Selalu lari bila di rapat
Selalu malu bila soalan di aju
Selalu segan memberi pendapat
Rela mengikut dari meneraju
Belum nyanyi sudah bersorak
Suka berjanji dalam borak
Bukan kata tak ada otak
Cuma tak berfikir di luar kotak
Ku lihat layu dalam melayu
Ku lihat layu dalam melayu
Ku lihat layu dalam melayu

Aku jadi sayu
Bunga menangis dia mendayu
Mahu jadi cantik tapi ragu
Aku merayu
Bangunlah semula hidup kembali
Jangan tunggu matahari mati
Cepatlah mekar sebelum terlerai
Perjuangan kita belum selesai
Perjuangan kita belum selesai
Perjuangan kita belum selesai

Produced by Malique and D’navigator for Qarma Musiq
Composed by Malique and D’navigator
Music by D’navigator
Lyrics by Malique and Tun Dr. Mahathir Mohamad
Contains a sample taken from Tun Dr. Mahathir Mohamad’s speech Perjuangan Belum Selesai

HAHA

While others work, we ponder the bigger things in life..

Native Deen – Cool nasyid group

Their songs have nice messages. I wanted to share:

NATIVE DEEN – Stand Alone lyrics

Chorus
I am not afraid to stand alone….
I am not afraid to stand alone…. If Allah’s by my side
I am not afraid to stand alone…. Everything will be alright
I am not afraid to stand alone…. Gonna keep my head up high
I’m not afraid to stand alone
If Allah’s by my side
Everything will be alright
Gonna keep my head up high!

Single mother raising her children
And now she’s a Muslim
Started praying and wearing a headscarf
Was healing for her heart

Struggling with no one to lean on
But with prayer she would be strong
Had a job but then she was laid off
Got a better education and it paid off

she was called for a job that she dreamed of
Close by, great pay -she was in love
They brought her in, told her she’s the number one pick
You got the job, but you gotta lose the outfit”

this is a tough position that you put me in
Cause Ive been struggling with my two children
But I’ll continue looking for a job again
My faith in my religion now will never bend

Chorus

Peer pressure, they were insisting
And I was resistin
Some days I felt I would give in
Just wanted to fit in

I know when I’m praying and fasting’
They be teasing and laughing
So I called to my Lord for the power
For the strength every day, every hour…

One day there’s a new Muslim teacher
Single mom and the people respect her
Just seeing her strength I get stronger
They can break my will no longer

You don’t see me sweating when they’re jokes’re cracking
Never see me cursin’ with my pants saggin’
I aint running yo I’m still standing
I ride with Allah to the very end

Chorus

now , I’m a tough one, who can bear their blows
The rest play dumb, they don’t dare say no
Scared of being shunned, by the peers they know
But I aint gonna run, I aint scared no more….

these sisters be resolute
Never stressed when the rest say they wasn’t cute
And they get the respect of the other youth
Come best with the dress yo and that’s the truth

These sisters are strong gonna hand it down
So me I’m a brotha gotta stand my ground
I aint gonna shudder, when the gangs around
Peer pressure whatever, its my planet now

Others may fall, I’mma hold my own
With the help of Allah I’ll be strong as stone
And I’mma be brave and let Islam be shown
Cause you I know I not afraid to stand alone

Chorus

Seeing is believing

When u say someone or an organization or a country  has/owes/is paying/is receiving/is giving –> One trillion dollars, trust me, its not the same as seeing what a trillion dollars actually looks like.  This link really makes u think differently the next time u hear “a trillion dollars” check it out:

http://www.pagetutor.com/trillion/index.html