Steps to Prosperity

Yesterday, I nearly lost my book, well actually the library book! "I just wanna scream! How could this happen to me?" I never imagined myself saying these words, neither had I imagined myself in a situation like that... As a practice, I'll utilize this blog to practice my memory. I'll be start posting about something that happened couple of months ago. I’ll give these posts the title of “Days of my life”...And any of you if you are somehow related to that post please comment and most importantly correct me if I said anything not true... So, what happened in this vacation, what I did in my adventure, I'll continue it later... Good luck everyone, and I hope you don't be my shoes...

Can someone tell me the reason? Why girls and only girls tell guys to cut their hair? Is there any physiological reason behind this. Whether they are wives, mothers or sisters, they do tell guys to cut their hair. And whether the guys' hair are neat or messy, still girls tell them to cut their hair. And why guys, or most of them, refuses to do so? Seriously, I don't have any idea. Guys do comment on each others hair but I've never seen a guy telling another to have a haircut. Even though this is not related to my field of studies whatsoever, I am really curious to know the reason. One of my old friends, when I was in high school, never wanted to cut his hair. He even opposed the rules and regulations of the school because of that. He said that he'd rather getting expelled from the school on having a haircut! He even said that he'd rather to be dead on shaving his head. Well, I've never understand him, although he was a close friend. The same case goes with me.

(Don't worry. This post is a short one. It is not a long-boring post like the previous one haha...) Recently, my dear roommate-friend lost his glasses. So, he wanted to buy a pair of contact lenses. Therefore, we decided to go with him last night. Anyhow, we went to several shops to find the most suitable offer. But in the end of the day, we didn't buy anything. That is not because we didn't find any nice offer. The reason is because we met a shopkeeper who warned my friend from contact lenses. He said that to decide to wear contact lenses is not a simple decision. It is a big responsibility. Carelessness might lead to unwanted results such as damaging your eyes and wasting a lot of money. So, my friend backed off and decided not to consider wearing contact lenses anymore. Anyhow, I remembered the old days when I was crazy about contact lenses. I had around five pairs of contact lenses. And what the shopkeeper said was correct. I did damage my eyes and waste money. However

The first day of my adventure...I woke up at 7:00 am. I didn't pack anything yet or even iron my clothes or arrange the room! Anyhow, somehow, I did manage to organize the room, iron what I want to wear, pack and get ready in one hour...Thanks to Allah. I wanted to go to the faculty of engineering before starting my journey for three reasons. I wanted to do 3 things there but managed to do only one of them...ok one and a half to be more precise hehe. I went to block E0 to submit the structural dynamics assignment; however, the lecturer's compartment was closed. I did not want to take the risk and put it outside. I tried to contact my friend-classmates so that they submit it for me later on but no one replied...as expected from my friends always. So basically, it is not my fault! After that, I went to the next block, block E1. I went there late and early. Seriously, I do like to speak puzzles. Late for what? Late for the lift, hehe. I could have saved my time and energy if I

Recently, I wanted to go for shopping. I didn’t know where to go. Nevertheless, a close friend recommended me a specific mall called Sogo. That’s not the main topic, what I am trying to say is, when I wrote the short story “I start seeing another women”, I never thought that it would happen in reality. However, when I went to the shopping mall, I saw a scene from the story exactly as I imagined it. I was so happy and so relieved, surprised as well. I didn’t know that such good people exist in this world. I hope that one day I am going to do like that person. If you haven’t read the story, then I bet you don’t have any clue what I am talking about. Fear not, here it is… After 21 years of marriage, I found another spark of love… Recently, I started seeing another woman other that my wife. However, it was my wife’s idea that I meet her and spend some time with her as she said “I know very well how much you love her.” Who is that women? Is she beautiful? Is she hot? Is she rich? ...

I’ve been always known that I have an incredible memory...A kid who could memorize 10 pages of the holy Qur'an in one day, that was me...A person who never forgets an acquaintance's name, that was me...A guy who can remember almost everything, that was me… However, as you read, I used “was” not “am”. I am not that person anymore. For some reason, my memory is fading away…My tremendous ability to memorize is fleeting like a dream…I forgot how old my brother is recently. I forgot my key (at the door of my room) more than 13 times for the last one and a half month and lost it almost 4 times. I even forgot my calculator after one of my exams…I even forgot how to spell some easy words! There are a lot of other cases…but I forgot them! Unfortunately, I don’t have a friend, who is studying psychology. Otherwise, he or she can help me. I really need help here! Anyhow, if it is destined for me to loss my ability to memorize, I hope that my memory will remain with me, in my heart… My dea

Last Saturday, I broke my fast with UQS in economics canteen. The food was really nice. One "bunkus" wasn't enough for me. I wanted to take another one. But felt embarrassed to do so. I had a nice chat with some of my seniors and old friends, and that somehow, helped me to forget about my uncomfortable feeling within my heart... After that, I went to pray Magrib in IIUM masjid...it is masjid people not "mosque" ok? Anyway, I went late, since I didn't hear the Iqamah from the canteen...The important thing that, I, somehow, ended up as the Imam. This position (being Imam) is something that I used to long time ago. Anyhow, that revived a nice feeling in my heart. Is it the feeling of being and Imam? Is it the feeling of being a leader? How knows... Speaking of which, Malaysia Multaqa (MM) has appointed me as a leader. And this Wednesday will be my first day as their leader. Of course, a new leader should give a speech. However, I still don't know what to sa

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