a Memo from 'your' Child :)

• Don’t spoil me. I know quite well that I ought not to have all I ask for. I’m only testing you.
• Don’t be afraid to be firm with me. I prefer it. It lets me know where I stand.
• Don’t use force with me. It teaches me that power is all that counts. I will respond more readily to being led.
• Don’t be inconsistent. That confuses me and makes me try harder to get away with anything I can.
• Don’t make promises that you may not be able to keep. That will discourage my trust in you.
• Don’t fall for my provocations when I say and do things just to upset you. Then I’ll try for more such victories.
• Don’t be too upset when I say “I hate you.” I don’t mean it, but I want you to feel sorry for what you have done to me.
• Don’t make me feel smaller than I am. I will make up for it by behaving like a “big shot.”
• Don’t do things for me that I can do for myself. It makes me feel like a baby and I may continue to put you in my service.
• Don’t correct me in front of people. I’ll take much more notice if you talk quietly with me in private.
• Don’t try to discuss my behavior in the heat of conflict. For some reason my hearing is not very good at this time and my cooperation is even worse. It is all right to take the action required, but let’s not talk about it until later.
• Don’t make me feel that my mistakes are sins. I have to learn to make mistakes without feeling that I’m no good.
• Don’t nag. If you do, I shall have to protect myself by appearing to be deaf.
• Don’t demand explanations for my wrong behavior. I really don’t know why I did it.
• Don’t tax my honesty too much. I am easily frightened into telling lies.
• Don’t forget that I love and use experimenting. I learn from it, so please put up with it.
• Don’t protect me from consequences. I need to learn from experience.
• Don’t take too much notice of my small ailments. I may learn to enjoy poor health.
• Don’t put me off when I ask HONEST questions. If you do, you will find that I will stop asking and seek information elsewhere.
• Don’t answer “silly” or meaningless questions. I just want you to keep busy with me.
• Don’t ever think that it is beneath your dignity to apologize to me. An honest apology makes me feel surprisingly warm toward you.
• Don’t ever suggest that you are perfect or infallible. It gives me too much to live up to.
• Don’t worry about the little amount of time we spend together. It is HOW we spend it that counts.
• Don’t let my fears arouse your anxiety. Then I will become more afraid. Show me courage.
• Don’t forget that I can’t thrive without lots of understanding and encouragement, but I don’t need to tell you that, do I?
• TREAT ME THE WAY YOU TREAT YOUR BEST FRIEND. THEN I WILL BE YOUR FRIEND TOO. REMEMBER, I LEARN MORE FROM A MODEL THAN A CRITIC.

 Credit : Chicago Council, Community Child Centers, Inc. November, 1963

Monolog Hati : Andai ~

02/08/2011

Maybe this is how it supposed to end. I can't tell either. Not long before, I believed that we're belong together, but maybe Allah has something better for me in future, we broke up. It's just two month but I'm already so fond of him that I have to let him go. It's better to hurt now, than to hurt in the future and I won't be able to get up again. I hope this is the best decision. I didn't want to, but I have to...

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27/06/2011

"Mila, makan jom. Kau tak penat ke daripada tadi mengelamun..." tegur Izzah sambil duduk di sofa bersebelahan denganku. "Mengelamun je pun. Mana penat..." balasku dalam nada gurauan. "Ada je nak jawab tau minah sorang ni. Aku cubit kau karang..."housemateku itu memberi amaran sambil tangannya sudah pun bersedia untuk mencubit lenganku. "Oiii, karang kan? Bukan sekarang.. Nanti kau yang aku cubit dulu!" gurauku lagi. Izzah hanya tersengih sambil menghulurkan mangkuk yang berisi buah-buahan yang baru dipotongnya tadi. "Thank you!" ujarku sambil mengambil potongan buah epal dan menyuap buah epal itu ke mulutku. "Macam mana interview tadi? Gilalah kau, baru je balik dari kampung terus pergi sana. Macam manalah kau boleh lupa ada interview. Sengal betul. Otak kau nak kena servis ni. Dah makin berkarat aku rasa."selamba sahaja mulut Izzah memberikan komen. Dengan pantas, aku mencapai bantal kecil di sebelah ku dan mencampakkannya ke muka Izzah. Izzah mengambil semula bantal itu dan berlakunya perang bantal antara kami. "Mila, Adam ada tanya pasal kau tadi. Dia call aku. Tak dapat contact kau dia cakap. Kau ada masalah dengan dia ke?" soal Izzah tiba-tiba lantas mematikan senyumanku. Lama aku memandang Izzah. "Mila...." panggil Izzah. "Takde apa-apalah..." balasku tersenyum dan terus berlalu dari situ.

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26/06/2011

Jodoh? Sebagai seorang muslimah, memang 100% aku yakin jodoh itu di tangan Allah. Apalah daya aku andai memang tertulis aku adalah untuknya dan dia adalah untukku. Tapi aku juga percaya aku masih ada hak mencari siapa yang aku mahu untuk mengisi hatiku. Hati dan perasaan, bukan sesuatu yang boleh dihalang-halang. Aku juga sedar, mustahil untuk aku membahagiakan semua orang, termasuk diriku sendiri. Aku mahu mencari bahagia di syurga Allah, tapi aku juga dahagakan bahagia di dunia. Aku terasa berdosa, tapi hati ini. Apa yang harus aku buat dengannya?

21/06/2011

"Assalamualaikum, umi.." ujarku sebaik sahaja menjawab panggilan telefon yang mematikan lamunanku sebentar tadi. "Waalaikumsalam. Kakak balik tak minggu ni? Umi dengan Abi ada hal nak bincang. Abang pun janji dengan Umi nak balik minggu ni."balas suara lembut Umi. "InsyaAllah, mi. Kelas kakak sampai khamis je minggu ni. Jumaat nanti kakak balik kot. Apa-apa nanti kakak inform Umi balik." terangku. Kami berbual-bual seketika sebelum panggilan ditamatkan. "Aunty Dhiah eh?"soal Izzah sebaik sahaja aku menamatkan panggilan itu. Aku hanya mengangkat kening bagi menyiyakan pertanyaan Izzah itu. "Sihat Umi kau tu? Lama tak jenguk sini. Rindu pulak rasa.." ujar Izzah separuh bergurau, mungkin mahu menyakatku kerana dia tahu benar sifatku yang keanak-anakan, tidak mahu 'berkongsi kasih' Umi dengan orang yang bukan ahli keluarga atau teman terdekatku. "Eh, sibuk je dengan Umi orang lain. Rindulah dengan Umi kau sendiri.."balasku, juga dalam nada gurauan. Yang pasti, ini memang sekadar gurauan kerana aku sememangnya rapat dengan Izzah. Umi juga kadangkala akan datang melawatku di sini dengan membawakan makanan yang dimasak dari rumah. Sebagai teman sebilik, semestinya Izzah turut sama berkongsi. Mungkin kerana itu, Izzah agak rapat dengan keluargaku. "Tak baik kedekut ok. Sharing is caring.." balasan Izzah itu membuatkan kami sama-sama ketawa. "Ha, aku dengar nanti ada in-campus interview kan? Untuk budak-budak course kau. Kau join sekali, Mila?" soal Izzah tiba-tiba. "Pergilah kot, insyaAllah. Hari Isnin. Tapi aku balik tau Jumaat ni. Ada hal apa entah Umi aku cakap. Buat suspen je.." omelku. "Oh, ada orang pinang kau kot..." gurau Izzah, sekaligus membuatkan hatiku berdegup. Seperti dapat merasakan sesuatu.

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Salam.. hey peeps , the first post ever for 2012.. first of all, happy new year. may this year brings u success and happiness.. also , may me, u and ur loved ones  (also us) are overflowed with Allah's blessing ..

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