Hello! Been a while since I last updated this blog. Sebab kenapa? Sebab I've lost my mojo and motivation to write and share anything. Hehe...
2016 was the year that I travelled a LOT. By a lot, I mean almost every month?
In January I came back for umrah, and went to Bangkok.
In March I went to Tokyo, and failed at blogging on that trip (guilty as charged).
In July I went to Bandung with the family for Hari Raya. At the end of July I went to Osaka, Japan.
In September I went to Seoul with my friend Sophie.
In October I went to Europe - Istanbul, Bosnia and a little bit of Croatia.
In December I went to Tokyo again and a week after that I went to Seoul again.
This year economy is not so great, it's also my second year of doing business, which means the challenges have just begun so there's always financial instability there. But I won't quit, I'll do this because I love the flexibility that it gives me....
.... and one of my goals this year is to be a content creator, where I break through my shell and try to blog more consistently about everything I come across, and maybe do a bit of Youtube? :)
Showing posts with label life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life. Show all posts
21.3.17
22.8.15
A little life update
It has been a while, huh?
I can't tell you how many times have I pressed the "New Post" button, and saved countless drafts in this little space of mine. I decided that this time around, no more draft. Hehe
Ever since the last blog post, a lot of things have happened.
First, we welcomed a beautiful baby girl into the home. My adorable niece, Naurah Imaan Binti Ariff Shah. I can't tell you how obsessed I am with her!
I would take forever to update every little detail, but trust that I'm actually trying to make the effort to write better here, just that every time I press the "New Post" button my mind goes blank. I'm trying to blog more and be more artistic when it comes to writing, but I guess it's kinda hard, coming from someone who is starting to go deeper and deeper into the corporate world, when all we write are formal legal stuff.
I can't tell you how many times have I pressed the "New Post" button, and saved countless drafts in this little space of mine. I decided that this time around, no more draft. Hehe
Ever since the last blog post, a lot of things have happened.
First, we welcomed a beautiful baby girl into the home. My adorable niece, Naurah Imaan Binti Ariff Shah. I can't tell you how obsessed I am with her!
She just adds so much more joy into our lives, and every morning before I go off to work the first thing I'd want to do is kiss her chubby chub cheeks! Please don't grow up k Naurah? TiNi wants to kiss kiss hug forever.
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| Raya 2015 |
I would take forever to update every little detail, but trust that I'm actually trying to make the effort to write better here, just that every time I press the "New Post" button my mind goes blank. I'm trying to blog more and be more artistic when it comes to writing, but I guess it's kinda hard, coming from someone who is starting to go deeper and deeper into the corporate world, when all we write are formal legal stuff.
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| My table |
I've already started working 3 months ago, and I gotta say, the first month itself was difficult for me. I had a hard time trying to adjust to working life, but as time goes by I've learnt to adapt to the working world and I'm starting to enjoy it. :) My boss is also starting to warm up to me and the idea of joking around with their employees, and I'm starting to feel comfortable at work nowadays.
My job is not the most glamorous, it does not comprise of being stylish nor meeting people, I do multiple company management tasks on a day to day basis and I hope one day as time goes by I'll be able to do more important work.
As for my studies, Alhamdulillah, I feel so blessed and grateful that I finally managed to complete my Professional Diploma after 2 years of hard work, being pissed with the sucky college management, meeting lovable lecturers and amazing friends along the way. My memories with KPTM will be one of the things that I will treasure with me for a lifetime, for I have tried so many different things while I was there.
I'll resume my studies for higher qualifications later in September, insyaAllah.
Alas, I have so many things to update on, and I promise I'll try to update more from now onwards! And probably start a lifestyle series + a YouTube channel? Who knows! :)
Till then, have a good Saturday!
6.12.14
end of sem 3
I know it has been over a month since I last blogged but really, I was just frugal about time as final exams were fast approaching. But Alhamdulillah I am done with finals and I hope results will come out alright.
Throughout the time since I last updated there was not much going on in my life, except for spending my days watching back-to-back episodes of Running Man and cramping my head with law subjects. But there was one weekend in particular where I spent it at Dusun Eco Resort for a short leadership camp with my classmates and juniors.
The camp was A-okay as long as I got to go with my beloved classmates. Teehee
I have no plans for this semester break. I can't get a job because I have another class that I am yet to take next semester, after that I might be applying to study abroad for a Master's programme but nonetheless I leave it all to Allah to decide my fate. Kita merancang, everything is up to Him.
I am just at that time of my life where I'm still finding my purpose on this Earth. Have you ever had one of those days?
Till then, :)
26.9.14
Instagram and How it affects us.
[WARNING: EXTREMELY LONG POST]
Hello, yes I'm still alive. I just haven't been... writing.
I just felt like sharing my thoughts on this dusty blog and (if there is) anyone who'd like to read it.
Recently I realised that I have an unhealthy obsession over social media (instagram in particular). And honestly, I hate instagram. Sometimes I feel like deleting it. Why, you ask? For youngsters at my age (not sure about those who're older/younger), particularly in their 20's, we like to... compare.
Yes, I must admit, sometimes those thoughts do pop up in my head. And then I'll tell myself to SNAP.OUT.OF.IT.
And then, there is this new phenomenon where people become famous through Instagram. The correct term would be "instafamous", where they have thousands and thousands and thousands of followers. These people, they like to how'd you say, "tayang" themselves and receive compliments from complete strangers. Especially those who are putih, kurus, hidung mancung. Typical cantik.
Now, of course I can't particularly bring myself to become an instafamous person. One thing is because I don't meet the criteria. Haha. But what I don't like is how the society has created this obsession over perfection. And I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one. We work our asses off trying to fulfill our lust, our desires. We kill ourselves to get things that we don't need but want.
Let me tell you something, once you start, you can't stop.
And then I start to wonder, where are all the people who matter? Those who work their butts off to save lives. Those who volunteer on weekends at a local shelter home. Those who fight for justice. Those intellectuals who actually leave an impact on the world. People who are too preoccupied trying to make the world a better place rather than putting on make up and taking selfies.
A few weeks ago, I volunteered to help out my campus' debate team for the inter-campus English debate competition. I ended up being part of the team. I mean, coming from someone who only competed once in high school, I gotta admit, I love it. And some people actually think that I have that gift. Not just in debate, but in conversing my thoughts to the public.
When I was younger, I've always wanted to become one of those people who saves lives. Help out those who are in need. But I guess along the way I've slowly forgotten about it, the moment I quit medical school. When I did my diploma in Tapah, we'd go to the local night market on Saturdays and there'll always be some beggars and blind people asking for money. Instead of giving them money, I bought those rm1 packets of nasi lemak and placed it in their baskets. When my friends said, "Hani, baiknya you." I'd just say, "I don't think it's fair that kita makan kenyang-kenyang beli makanan banyak tapi diorang lapar."
And now, I gotta admit. Instead of worrying about helping others who are needy, I worry about silly things such as "how am I gonna pay for that certain thing that is in my wishlist." So I decided to create more money. If you already didn't know, the term "business" has always been in my blood, starting from my parents. But recently sales for my business wasn't doing very well and I was worried. How am I going to pay back all the debt I incurred? For a whole week I was lost. What am I gonna do?
I almost gave up.
Until I realised, Allah is actually sending me a message. He just took a small fraction of the nikmat that I so beautifully enjoyed without even thinking about the blessings that He has given me all this while. I was greedy. I wanted more.
And then I started to think about the cause of this greediness: Instagram. Why did I let myself to be affected by this situation? Am I not smarter than this? And so, I stopped. I stopped worrying about those silly things. And let me tell you, it wasn't easy. I made doa to Allah SWT to give me inner peace.
I no longer want to live my life based on what I see online, or what people tell me. How I should dress, how I should look, how I should be behaving. I am what I am, I try to be nice to everyone. I am not an extrovert, I tend to be an outcast, a shadow. But when I use my "talent", ie conversing my thoughts in public, I am not someone people can mess around with. I want to do things that matter. Instead of worrying about an 18k bag, or chasing after materialistic things, I truly believe in order to find inner peace you have to do things that matter to you.
Sure, buying a Birkin would make you feel happy. But only for a while. And then you'd want more and more and more. Nothing is ever enough. I'm not saying that chasing after worldly goods is wrong, I'm simply implying that we shouldn't be too obsessed over it that we get stressed over it to the extent that inter-human relationships become affected.
So HOW can you relate Instagram with your life? Like I mentioned before, we unknowingly create this obsession over unlimited worldly desires - beauty, clothing, automobiles, etc. What we should be focusing on is how many deeds have we done in a day. And my plan? To use my "talent" for the better. To speak up more on important issues and raise awareness.
This is a reminder, to you, and to me. InsyaAllah.
p/s: And guess what? As I am writing this I managed to get a new business contract. See? God's miracles!
Hello, yes I'm still alive. I just haven't been... writing.
I just felt like sharing my thoughts on this dusty blog and (if there is) anyone who'd like to read it.
Recently I realised that I have an unhealthy obsession over social media (instagram in particular). And honestly, I hate instagram. Sometimes I feel like deleting it. Why, you ask? For youngsters at my age (not sure about those who're older/younger), particularly in their 20's, we like to... compare.
For example, OH MY GOD SHE IS USING A CHANEL BAG THAT COSTS 18K. What am I using? An rm80 handbag that I got on sale. And then I'd go, ohhh I wished I can earn that. And then someone flies to London with a business class plane ticket, and I'd go WOW I'd kill myself to even get an Economy flight ticket! Or, this girl is hanging out here and there, with this person and this person, and what am I doing? Stalking people on Instagram instead of being out there. Oh, how I wished I had her life.
Yes, I must admit, sometimes those thoughts do pop up in my head. And then I'll tell myself to SNAP.OUT.OF.IT.
And then, there is this new phenomenon where people become famous through Instagram. The correct term would be "instafamous", where they have thousands and thousands and thousands of followers. These people, they like to how'd you say, "tayang" themselves and receive compliments from complete strangers. Especially those who are putih, kurus, hidung mancung. Typical cantik.
Now, of course I can't particularly bring myself to become an instafamous person. One thing is because I don't meet the criteria. Haha. But what I don't like is how the society has created this obsession over perfection. And I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one. We work our asses off trying to fulfill our lust, our desires. We kill ourselves to get things that we don't need but want.
Let me tell you something, once you start, you can't stop.
And then I start to wonder, where are all the people who matter? Those who work their butts off to save lives. Those who volunteer on weekends at a local shelter home. Those who fight for justice. Those intellectuals who actually leave an impact on the world. People who are too preoccupied trying to make the world a better place rather than putting on make up and taking selfies.
A few weeks ago, I volunteered to help out my campus' debate team for the inter-campus English debate competition. I ended up being part of the team. I mean, coming from someone who only competed once in high school, I gotta admit, I love it. And some people actually think that I have that gift. Not just in debate, but in conversing my thoughts to the public.
When I was younger, I've always wanted to become one of those people who saves lives. Help out those who are in need. But I guess along the way I've slowly forgotten about it, the moment I quit medical school. When I did my diploma in Tapah, we'd go to the local night market on Saturdays and there'll always be some beggars and blind people asking for money. Instead of giving them money, I bought those rm1 packets of nasi lemak and placed it in their baskets. When my friends said, "Hani, baiknya you." I'd just say, "I don't think it's fair that kita makan kenyang-kenyang beli makanan banyak tapi diorang lapar."
And now, I gotta admit. Instead of worrying about helping others who are needy, I worry about silly things such as "how am I gonna pay for that certain thing that is in my wishlist." So I decided to create more money. If you already didn't know, the term "business" has always been in my blood, starting from my parents. But recently sales for my business wasn't doing very well and I was worried. How am I going to pay back all the debt I incurred? For a whole week I was lost. What am I gonna do?
I almost gave up.
Until I realised, Allah is actually sending me a message. He just took a small fraction of the nikmat that I so beautifully enjoyed without even thinking about the blessings that He has given me all this while. I was greedy. I wanted more.
And then I started to think about the cause of this greediness: Instagram. Why did I let myself to be affected by this situation? Am I not smarter than this? And so, I stopped. I stopped worrying about those silly things. And let me tell you, it wasn't easy. I made doa to Allah SWT to give me inner peace.
I no longer want to live my life based on what I see online, or what people tell me. How I should dress, how I should look, how I should be behaving. I am what I am, I try to be nice to everyone. I am not an extrovert, I tend to be an outcast, a shadow. But when I use my "talent", ie conversing my thoughts in public, I am not someone people can mess around with. I want to do things that matter. Instead of worrying about an 18k bag, or chasing after materialistic things, I truly believe in order to find inner peace you have to do things that matter to you.
Sure, buying a Birkin would make you feel happy. But only for a while. And then you'd want more and more and more. Nothing is ever enough. I'm not saying that chasing after worldly goods is wrong, I'm simply implying that we shouldn't be too obsessed over it that we get stressed over it to the extent that inter-human relationships become affected.
So HOW can you relate Instagram with your life? Like I mentioned before, we unknowingly create this obsession over unlimited worldly desires - beauty, clothing, automobiles, etc. What we should be focusing on is how many deeds have we done in a day. And my plan? To use my "talent" for the better. To speak up more on important issues and raise awareness.
This is a reminder, to you, and to me. InsyaAllah.
p/s: And guess what? As I am writing this I managed to get a new business contract. See? God's miracles!
12.1.14
Life's Don'ts
Taking a break from this whole China travelogue and I will rant instead. Based on my almost 23 years of living I have learnt these very few aspects of life.
Till then, Wassalam!
1) Don't berhasad dengki and be supportive
Claiming that an idea is yours or telling people "YOU STOLE MY IDEA", is the most self absorbed thing anyone could ever say, especially if its someone close to you. Be happy for that person, after all, you are not Albert Einstein to be the first to create any ideas. The last thing that person needs is to be demotivated.
2) Don't only talk the talk, WALK THE WALK.
Lots of people can only talk. Sampai berbuih mulut. Tapi tinggal air liur je lah. Don't make finances or time the issue. Where there's a will, there's a way.
3) Be grateful
Some people may be smarter/ richer/ prettier/ more handsome than you. SO WHAT? Be grateful for what you have. Don't only go, "I wish..." but instead, Alhamdulillah. Comparison is the worst enemy.
4) Improve yourself
Find ways to improve yourself, especially in your religious side. Remember, the only thing we are certain of in life is death. So while you're busy studying and searching for wealth, don't forget to do at least the basics of your rukun iman. At the same time if time permits, don't forget to open the Qur'an, listen to lectures, do a little bit of good deed, etc. The ticket to Jannah is not as difficult as taking that exam.
5) Never give up!
Regardless of how crappy you feel after failing that exam paper or that business venture, never give up! Allah is always with those who don't quit. Instead of asking yourself, why did I fail, remember to redha with Him. I did this actually, I sometimes ask, "KENAPA TAKDE BUSINESS NI?" But then I remembered to redha with whatever comes beforehand and Alhamdulillah after that business went smooth.
And finally, remember:
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| source: Pinterest |
Till then, Wassalam!
2.1.14
finale of 2013
MasyaAllah, so many events happened since I last updated this blog. Was really busy!
1) Had my final exams.
2) My sister got married.
3) Went to China right after the wedding.
Will write more when I find the time (and pictures) but as for now classes will commence again soon, and I'm pumped up to study and get back on track again.
Azam 2014 konon. Oh and by the way, Happy New Year!
I leave you with some pictures. :)
Till then, Wassalam! :)
22.7.13
math vs law
As you all know I officially graduated from my diploma about a month+ ago and the following week I was already back in school. A few days ago, the results for our degree applications came in.
For a moment there I was sort of shaken by the thought of quitting ICSA and going for Actuarial Science. What I've learnt from my diploma years is that I have to finish what I started. I started studying for my ICSA qualifications 3 weeks ago and I'm going to finish it.
I'm still trying to instil the sense of passion for this course, but as for now (despite the stress and workload), I'm A-Okay.
Bukan semua yang kita nak itu baik untuk kita, dan bukan semua yang kita taknak itu tak baik untuk kita. Not all that we want is good for us, and not all that we don't want is bad for us.
Allah and His plans, I believe in that. I see a bright future with this course, InsyaAllah.
For a moment there I was sort of shaken by the thought of quitting ICSA and going for Actuarial Science. What I've learnt from my diploma years is that I have to finish what I started. I started studying for my ICSA qualifications 3 weeks ago and I'm going to finish it.
I'm still trying to instil the sense of passion for this course, but as for now (despite the stress and workload), I'm A-Okay.
Pile of assignments having to be submitted each week. Since I am "extra rajin", I type everything out and make sure they're neat. Yes, I see the need to use two laptops now. Haha
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| Lecture using the old school projector. LOL |
Bukan semua yang kita nak itu baik untuk kita, dan bukan semua yang kita taknak itu tak baik untuk kita. Not all that we want is good for us, and not all that we don't want is bad for us.
Allah and His plans, I believe in that. I see a bright future with this course, InsyaAllah.
15.6.13
outlook on life
Today, I teman-ed Ayah to Gopeng for the day. And for the first time, I drove the gigantore Estima on the highway!!! Big deal for someone who only drives the Swifts and MyVi at home. Pfffttt and from that experience, suffice to say that I ain't a big fan of gigantore cars. My neck hurts after those hours of driving just because I'm constantly worried that I'll be too fast or too slow or what if I braked the car too hard or something.
Oh well.
But my dad being my dad, he likes to tell stories. Ayah might seem very reserved and serious being a businessman and all, but he's actually a talkative and friendly person. Along the way Ayah told me stories on how he survived his "downfall" days and built himself and his company up. How he struggled dealing with the harsh and cruel world out there and how badly people treated him. How determined he was in building a life for him and his family. He is, thus far, the strongest man that I've ever met (like I've met anyone else, haha).
And from that I realised that I do have some similarities to my dad. Outspoken? Check. Hardcore? Check. Ambitious? Check.
Point is, from this short trip that I had with Ayah, I can sum this up within one day.
In life, you will never ever be able to make every one happy. Never. Truth be told, I spent 10 years of my life trying to be nice to every one. Trying to not make anyone upset with me. I tried my absolute hardest to be likeable, until I abandoned my own normal mental growth.
There will always be people who will betray you, backstab you, try to take you down and make you take the fall or the blame. Life is a give and take situation. If you are not happy with someone or something, tell them nicely, not attack them viciously without any proof.
If you are genuinely sincere about helping others, Allah will help you back. It might not be immediately, but it will happen eventually. Ayah was not one of those people who wanted to take credit or in this case, "commission" on contracts. He genuinely wanted to help other people build their businesses when he had none. And when he was falling, other people came to lend a helping hand. So screw people who have been cruel and not nice to you. If they need your help, just help.
People will make mistakes, always. People might not make you happy once in a while. People might upset you. But you have to know that these people, who have been stuck with you since day one, are the ones who will be there for you when you're drowning, gasping for air. These are the ones who will be there to visit your grave and recite doa's for you. These people are the ones who will cry when you're out of this world. These people, are your family.
No matter how much Ayah struggled, he had his family. This "downfall" that my dad had, was about 10 years ago. We had to move from the bungalow that we lived in and rented a terrace house instead. All I could remember was Ayah kept on telling me, "sekejap je, sementara nak tunggu rumah kita siap". I thought it was no big deal (since I was only 12), but if I put myself in Ayah's shoes, I'd crack and give up on life. Pity.
But 10 years later, here we are, living an (Alhamdulillah) comfortable life, with no financial hardships, being able to survive on this world, and knowing that Ayah has provided a substantial amount of money for his children.
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| ehsan Google |
Oh well.
But my dad being my dad, he likes to tell stories. Ayah might seem very reserved and serious being a businessman and all, but he's actually a talkative and friendly person. Along the way Ayah told me stories on how he survived his "downfall" days and built himself and his company up. How he struggled dealing with the harsh and cruel world out there and how badly people treated him. How determined he was in building a life for him and his family. He is, thus far, the strongest man that I've ever met (like I've met anyone else, haha).
And from that I realised that I do have some similarities to my dad. Outspoken? Check. Hardcore? Check. Ambitious? Check.
Point is, from this short trip that I had with Ayah, I can sum this up within one day.
In life, you will never ever be able to make every one happy. Never. Truth be told, I spent 10 years of my life trying to be nice to every one. Trying to not make anyone upset with me. I tried my absolute hardest to be likeable, until I abandoned my own normal mental growth.
There will always be people who will betray you, backstab you, try to take you down and make you take the fall or the blame. Life is a give and take situation. If you are not happy with someone or something, tell them nicely, not attack them viciously without any proof.
If you are genuinely sincere about helping others, Allah will help you back. It might not be immediately, but it will happen eventually. Ayah was not one of those people who wanted to take credit or in this case, "commission" on contracts. He genuinely wanted to help other people build their businesses when he had none. And when he was falling, other people came to lend a helping hand. So screw people who have been cruel and not nice to you. If they need your help, just help.
People will make mistakes, always. People might not make you happy once in a while. People might upset you. But you have to know that these people, who have been stuck with you since day one, are the ones who will be there for you when you're drowning, gasping for air. These are the ones who will be there to visit your grave and recite doa's for you. These people are the ones who will cry when you're out of this world. These people, are your family.
No matter how much Ayah struggled, he had his family. This "downfall" that my dad had, was about 10 years ago. We had to move from the bungalow that we lived in and rented a terrace house instead. All I could remember was Ayah kept on telling me, "sekejap je, sementara nak tunggu rumah kita siap". I thought it was no big deal (since I was only 12), but if I put myself in Ayah's shoes, I'd crack and give up on life. Pity.
But 10 years later, here we are, living an (Alhamdulillah) comfortable life, with no financial hardships, being able to survive on this world, and knowing that Ayah has provided a substantial amount of money for his children.
I'm proud to say that at 22 years old, my parents are my BFF's. ♥
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