broken

there's no perfect urn...
there's always a paint mess...
an untidy finish...
a chipped side...
a crack...

or it might not even be an urn anymore...
if it's smashed...
or maybe not done...

my point is...
there's no perfect urn...
so we always see how imperfect other urns are...
and think ours is perfect...

wait till we look into a mirror...

humm~

surviving, living and dying

the first time i entered this world
i struggled formy first breath
i survived

when i was growing up
learned lots of new stuffs
struggled to be the best i could
i survived

during primary school
struggled to maintain a good grade
sacrifice play time and having fun
i survived

secondary school
same stuff
struggle struggle
i survived

now in uni
i look back and think
whilst too busy surviving
had i forgotten to live?

~~~~~

the first time i entered this world
started to know life
i was living it

when i was growing up
did lots of cool stuffs
played to be the best i could
i was living my life

during primary school
never really cared about my grade
play and fun most of the time
i was living a life

secondary school
same stuff
live live
i lived

now in uni
i look back and think
whilst too busy living
had i forgotten about death?

~~~~~


need to study~ exam in 4 weeks... [50 muscles] + [2x50 attachments] + [50 innervations] = about 200 things to cram in? someone told me it's 50. haven't counted it myself. oh, upper limb, how (relatively) easy it is to USE you, but you sure aren't THAT easy to KNOW you~ pardon my babbling~

brainstem... brainstem

ngahaha....

my lecturer showed this vid to get us all psyched up to learn bout the brain...

njoy!



oh yea... it's time for the brain~

madah penyair Islam Muhammad Iqbal

Zaman satu bangsa yang hina

Akan ada ilmuan, sasterawan dan orang yang arif bijaksana!

Mereka kelihatan berbeza dengan pelbagai ideologi

tetapi semuanya sependapat dengan satu target:

Mereka ajar anak singa agar menjadi kijang yang pengecut

dan mereka padamkan kisah-kisah singa pada bicara silam

Cita-cita mereka, menggembirakan hamba dengan perhambaan

Seluruh pengajaran mereka hanyalah penipuan cendekiawan.

Ianya telah berlaku.
Mereka mengasuh anak anak singa Islam supaya menjadi kijang yang pengecut. Mereka padamkan kisah singa-singa Islam samada para ulama’, ahli zuhud dan para pejuang Islam dari sejarah abad pertama Islam.

Plan pendidikan mereka ini telah melahirkan kijang-kijang yang pengecut, tidak lagi mampu menerkam. Kijang-kijang ini tidak mahu lagi memikul apa-apa tanggungjawab dan sentiasa cuba melarikan diri seboleh-bolehnya….!
Inilah generasi baru dari putera-puteri Islam…!
Anak-anak singa yang bertukar menjadi kijang yang pengecut.
Sebenarnya mereka itu merdeka, lalu diperhambakan, dan mereka bergembira menjadi hamba.


dipetik dari buku al-Muntalaq