always.

Friday, December 12, 2008

to NATASHA ABDUL RASHID,

if you're reading this, you must know that i miss you. i really do. it has come to the point where i can just breakdown and cry. especially after reading your blog, which, apparently, i didnt know of until i randomly, by the grace of God, stumbled upon it, which saddens me. and to find out that i've missed out alot on whatever's been happening in your blissful life with your one and only andik imran. to find out that you were sick, and you went for a job interview, and you went to watch a movie, to find out all of that from reading your blog, i feel very sad. sad because i miss the times it was only the both of us. because i was always the one who got the news first.i WAS.but now im not.im not jealous my dear, mind you. but im just heartbroken. we as humans, we dont realize how ignorant we are towards the ones dearest to our hearts, until one day it hits us, and we realize that we've missed out on alot. it's like i was sent away to exile island (in terms of Survivor lah) and i only find out that i've missed out on all the juicy back-stabbing details when i return to camp. now, as i am typing out this entry, my heart is crying. how i wish it could be like it used to. maybe not exactly like how it used to, but something like that. because now i understand we both have our other halves, or shall i say, partners. i admit i've been very occupied with school and whatnots. no one is to blamed here, but i hope we can compromise, or rather manage our time better. for the sake of what used to be. for the sake of the bond that we have. for the sake of the good ol' times. for i, Liyana binte Abdul Samad, know that whether rain or shine, black or white, sweet or sour, will still love you unconditionally. even if we're faraway or i seem to temporarily 'disappear', please know that you're always on my mind and i always pray for your health, your safety and your happiness.

to think that we're living just one bus stop away from each other, it's insane!

i shall end here.

i love you Natasha.

Sincerely from
your cousin, your madasa, your sister,

with love.
(:

Get a load of this my friends!

"Muallaf" and the mystery of Rohana's numbers.

Some Singaporeans on facebook have been discussing "Muallaf" and the numbers Rohana cited, every time the poor girl got a little upset. This, to me, is exciting beyond belief.

Just a month ago, a lovely Japanese young lady named Sawaka watched "Muallaf" in Tokyo. Soon after, she emailed me and said, "I myself am a pseudo Catholic, but watching the movie made me want to read the Koran." I told her to look up quranexplorer.com and she thanked me for the website address.

Much as I would prefer that viewers who are curious about Rohani's numbers would actually pick up a copy of the Holy Quran with translations to find out what the verses were saying, I do realise that it is hard to remember the numbers and the scenes they appeared in.

So here then are two scenes where Rohani cited some numbers, which chapters those numbers came from, and the verses themselves translated into English.

After Mrs. Siva's caning episode, Brian drove Rohana home. Along the way, he said to Rohana, “You won’t have to worry about Mrs. Siva for a while. I think she’ll probably get suspended. And if your sister decides to press charges, she’ll be out for good.” To which Rohana replied, “One hundred and eight, three.”

In the Holy Quran, chapter 108 is entitled “Al-Kauthar”, and line 3 translates to “For he who hateth thee, he will be cut off from future hope.”

In the scene where Brian and Brother Anthony visited the girls in their hideout home, Brian confronted the girls by saying, “Don’t worry, we won’t let on, but you girls ran away from home, didn’t you?” To which Rohani replied, “I wouldn’t call it running away… just running to safety.” Then, Rohana interrupted the conversation by muttering “Sixteen, Forty-one” under her breath.

Chapter 16 is entitled “An-Nahl”, and verse 41 reads, “To those who leave their homes in the cause of Allah, after suffering oppression, We will assuredly give a goodly home in this world: but truly the reward of the Hereafter will be greater. If they only knew!”

For those who have plans to watch the film soon, it might be fun to bring along a little note book, or maybe even just a pen and a piece of paper, on which to jot down Rohani's mysterious numbers. Then when you get home, you can look up their meaning at quranexplorer.com to check their relevance to the scenes in which they appeared.

One movie reviewer in Singapore told me that after watching "Muallaf", he went home to his mother, gave her a hug, and asked her to forgive him for all the times he had hurt her feelings. I remember thinking to myself, "Even if the whole world now hates this film, I shall be eternally grateful, just for that one act of love and reconciliation."

How perfect God is.

taken from: http://yasminthefilmmaker.blogspot.com

Thank you Yasmin Ahmad(:

would you please take me to the movies?i would reaaaally love to watch Muallaf.pretty pretty please?
(:

Monday, December 08, 2008

A story about the crippled butterfly.

""A man found a cocoon of a butterfly. One day, a small opening appeared; he sat and watched the butterfly for several hours as it struggled to force its body through that little hole. Then it seemed to stop making any progress. It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could and it could go no farther.

Then the man decided to help the butterfly, so he took a pair of scissors and snipped off the remaining bit of the cocoon. The butterfly then emerged easily. But it had a swollen body and small, shriveled wings.

The man continued to watch the butterfly because he expected that, at any moment, the wings would enlarge and expand to be able to support the body, which would contract in time.

Neither happened. In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around with a swollen body and shriveled wings. It never was able to fly.

What the man in his kindness and haste did not understand was that the restricting cocoon and the struggle required for the butterfly to get through the tiny opening were nature's way of forcing fluid from the body of the butterfly into its wings so that it would be ready for flight once it achieved its freedom from the cocoon.

Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our life. If nature allowed us to go through our life without any obstacles, it would cripple us. We would not be as strong as what we could have been.

And we could never fly."

Certainly, we all need a helping hand at one point or another in our lives. And the strong must always be mindful of the weak.

But I believe the better way would be to lead by example and teach people how to struggle; not deprive them of it."

i got this from a film maker's blog.

how true.

anyway, tomorrow's my first term test paper and i've 6 papers to clear this term.
insya'allah boleh buat.insya'allah.

all the best to those sitting for term tests this week!

cant wait for the week to end.
sigh.penat!

oh before i sign out, SALAM AIDILADHA!
heehee.

GOODNIGHT(:

and to you, i'll see you when i see you!