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A letter to all dreams that I had

What if we just went broke, but have a dream? Does money determine our values? How much money do we need to earn respect from people? Don’t you think rational and valuable thought is important? One of the best memories that I had in my entire life was throughout my matriculation year. The most remarkable day was during the Young Entrepreneur Innovation Competition participated by science & accounting students. The highlight of the contest was innovating products based on their modules, and the topic for business scholars was anything related with ✨ Halal Food ✨. “What if we tried a dry seaweed shrimp roll?” Faa asked. “Is there any wet seaweed in the market?” I replied innocently. They were all giggling over milk shake before simply agreeing. Unfortunately, the idea was rejected by my lecturer. She said that the seaweed shrimp roll was not that competitive as compared to our classmate’s product. After a few days brainstorming, Yaya invent solution; “What if we make an app?” “... th...

Back then when we were safe

Kita tidak akan selamanya gembira mahupun sedih, tetapi layak mendapat pengakhiran yang baik.  In the name of Allah, the most Gracious, the most Merciful.  Salah satu impian aku bila dah officially 21 tahun ni adalah kembali menulis di blog. It’s been a while since the very last time I post something here. This gonna be the fresh start for my new journey at this age, and Alhamdulillah finally this entry published! I feel blessed. To be honest, I’m not open up to share my life here due to privacy but I do miss writing permanently. I really enjoy blogging past few years back since 2011, so I take a few month for self reflect; what I’m gonna do with this blog. Here it is.  Ada banyak sebab untuk aku mulakan semula,    perbaharui impian dan tujuan. Aku tahu hakikat banyak lagi benda aku tak tahu. Banyak lagi benda yang aku tahu, tapi masih dalam proses untuk belajar menerima. I want to learn it by reading my perspective as I get older and reflect. Kata F, tahu dan s...

Mesin masa

Hari pertama sekolah, introduce myself in front of student around my aged which is about 7 years ago dengan loghat berbeza was so beautiful and memorable. Penghujung Ogos 2008 "Ya. Kenalkan nama kamu. Dari mana. Sekolah mana. Silakan."  Pandang cikgu berkemeja putih silih ganti dengan berbelas anak mata yang ingin tahu dalam kelas berdinding kayu bertiang batu. Aku tarik nafas dalam-dalam. Dah biasa kenalkan diri, I got this. "Assalamualaikum. Name saye..." "Nama saya." Cikgu betulkan.  Aku pandang cikgu semula kerana sedikit terkejut sebelum pandang seisi kelas. "Name saye..." "Nama saya." Dia betulkan lagi. "Name saye..." "Nama saya." Aku dengan beg sebesar alam dan anak tudung ke depan terdiam, dan perlahan-lahan beradaptasi. Negeri ini bukan sahaja jauh untuk aku jejaki, tapi cukup berbeza. Asing, tapi selamat.  Polosnya menjadi seorang kanak-kanak tanpa perlu terkesan ...