“Little Things in Life”

Too often we don’t realize
what we have until it is gone;
Too often we wait too late to say
“I’m sorry – I was wrong”

Sometimes it seems we hurt the ones
we hold dearest to our hearts;
And we allow foolish things
to tear our lives apart

Far too many times we let
unimportant things into our minds;
And then it’s usually too late
to see what made us blind

So be sure that you let people know
how much they mean to you;
Take that time to say the words
before your time is through

Be sure that you appreciate
everything you’ve got
And be thankful for the little things
in life that mean a lot

By: Regina Riggs

Compiled by : Sanaa 29/02/12

Posted in Poems. Tags: . 3 Comments »

Bayangan Tak Sampai

Dari malam bulan terang
Hinggalah langit gelap tiada berbintang
Asyik mengenang adik abang
Namun tiada idea mendatang

Hamba melihat ikan berenang-renang
Kecewa jua bayangan yang datang
Minggu lalu adik abang menghilang
Apakah mereka ke bulan dan bintang?

Tercari-cari hamba hingga kini
Jawapan pasti menghilang diri
Dah resam ku mencari tak henti
Lubuk manapun akan ku terokai

Lalu ada satu kiasan
Apakah mereka ke tempat persembunyian
Maklumlah bagi melegakan persoalan
Yang masih lagi kedengaran

Penyu bertelur di Rantau Abang
Ke situkah adik abang
Jauh sungguh mereka terbang
Itulah firasat akalku yang panjang

Flashback flashback duduk bertapa
Mencari gambaran dibuat mereka
Ohhh menghadap laut melepas rasa
Simpati hamba tidak terkira

Ombak bagaikan mengerti
Hati perasaan cjolimoli
Asyik diburu cerita sensasi
Kerja mereka tidak dihargai

Terlentuk Dara dibahu Teruna
Memerhati ombak beralun mesra
Pantai menyambut tiada jemunya
Bagaikan mengerti hati Teruna Dara

Tidak perlu berkata apa
Sekadar duduk berdua sahaja
Cukup sudah buat mereka
Merasa nikmat hidup bahagia

Jauh dari lensa kamera
Juga mata pena racun berbisa
Penat lelah mereka bekerja
Peribadi juga diburu wartawan ternama

Pantai merakam kisah mereka
Bersabarlah Teruna Dara
Hidup memang begini rupa
Salah dicari benarnya tiada

Setelah penat mencurah rasa
Berpimpin tangan mereka berdua
Sang Pencerita memerhati sahaja
Menitis jua si airmata

Sedih gembira simpati campur sekali
Itulah manisnya cjolimoli
Hubungan kasih tiada yang ketahui
Segalanya terikat di dalam hati

Kiasan masih lagi hamba cari
Pohon pinang dipanjat kini
Celahan buluh sigadis sunti
Wajah ayu amat berseri

Sinaran mentari wajah berseri
Ayu dan manis asyik diperhati
Seri pengantin jelas sekali
Bilalah agaknya pengumuman diberi

Ku belek-belek celahan jari
Andai ada tarikh sembunyi
11 April tak lama lagi
Mungkin adalah soseh-soseh nanti

Atas pohon gelak sendiri
Sewel mereng anggau dicampur sekali
Idea sang pencerita bertabur kini
Dek keresahan berhari-hari

Banyak celahan di kali ini
Kain langsir selimut ditafsir sekali
Dah ku cakap serinya tak terperi
Tak percaya? Tengoklah insta mencari pasti

Datang pula satu persoalan
Cinta Jangan Pergi bila nak dimulakan
Ramai dengarnya tidak kesabaran
Menanti cerita pasangan sepadan

Sang Pencerita memang kepochi
Selidik sana selidik sini setiap hari
Selagi daya akan ku cari
Semoga blog ini tidak henti

Perkataan yang satu penuh tanda tanya
Perintah berkurung diberi nama
Dari mana datang perintahnya
Kepala ku garu bertambah kerut di muka

Wahai cjoli cantik jelita
Jawapanmu mengundang seribu tanya
Adakah dari moli yang tercinta?
Maka bermulalah speku sang pencerita

Cepatlah leraikan wahai cjoli
Keluargamu ataupun sang suami
Perintah berkurung berat berbunyi
Seriusnya bukan lawak lagi

Sang Pencerita tidak puas di hati
Ahli nujum terus dikunjungi
Kedatangan disambut ketawa diberi
Haihh memanglah sang pencerita kepochi

Dari dulu hingga kini
Mana mungkin ahli nujum tidak ketahui
Tidak lena tidurku sehari-hari
Sehingga jawapanku temui

Jawapan diberi menyakitkan hati
Kenapalah bimbang tidak terperi
Andainya cjoli sudah bersuami
Tentu saja arahan diikuti

Siapakah suami yang dikasihi
Tiada satupun pengumuman rasmi
Ahli nujum menembak sendiri
Supaya hamba tertanya-tanya lagi

Ahli nujum ketawa geli hati
Sehingga airmata terkeluar tadi
Menambah geram hati sakit sekali
Jangan bimbang adalah pengumumannya nanti

Sang pencerita pulanglah dulu
Saranan ahli nujum padaku
Jangan asyik nak speku-speku
Nanti kepalamu yang jadi buntu

Tak puas hati tak puas hati
Jawapan sahih tak ditemui
Permainan apakah di kali ini
Licik sungguh dari cjolimoli

Tiba-tiba datang bayangan
Cincin dijari berkilauan
Tiada pula berita pertunangan
Putus cinta adalah dihebohkan

Sudah pening kepala ku ini
Sebelum sawan lebih baik berhenti
Jangan marah hamba hanya syok sendiri
Lepas baca tafsirlah sendiri

Banyak clue yang diberi
Hanya tekaan belum menepati
Nanti hamba bertanya pada langit tinggi
Boleh tak beriku idea lagi

Bye bye hingga berjumpa lagi
Jangan lupa makan tengahari
Sang Pencerita berhenti saja disini
Panjang umur berjumpa lagi

Owned and written by : Sanaa 28/2/2012

Posted in Pantun. Tags: . 7 Comments »

As the days….

There were days of joy with you,
days where every other happiness seemed little
There were moments of anger shared…
moments where the hurt metamorphosed into smile
There were times of pain existing
times when the agony dissolved in tears
There were hours of pranks played
hours when the naughtiness twinkled in eyes
And there are ripples of love…
ripples which made the hearts grow fonder
It was unexpectedly satisfying
to hear those unspoken words
& even more relishing
to cherish our unrealized dreams
It had been a whole new life
enriched with the fullness of everything
the completeness and the wholeness…
An escape from the hustle and bustle
the calmness of togetherness…
punctuated with the noise of laughter
The charm and the tranquility
melting to form the ocean of…

Unknown

Compiled by : Sanaa 27/02/12

“Light The Way”

Dedicated to all my friends and readers

With Love

Sanaa 23/02/12

*****

Keep on trying,
It’s something we must do,
Because sometimes,
We struggle to make it through.
Give all we can,
And share what we know,
Because in our life,
Some things come and some things go.
Give with our heart,
And feel with our soul,
Lift our spirits up,
And we will make our life whole.
Live each day,
In the present and not the past,
Or our sanity,
We know certainly never last
Keep faith in our life,
And true love in our heart,
And we will stay strong,
And keep from falling apart.
Keep our eyes open,
And keep our mind clear,
Then we won’t miss,
All the things that we hold dear.
And in the end,
There is only one thing to say,
Never lose direction,
And may God light our way…

{©2006 Jan Brooks}

Compiled by : Sanaa 23/02/12

WHO ARE WE?

It is now 3.16 in the morning and I have been awake for more than an hour now. I did not know what make me awake at this hour after a very tiring day and another promise of long days ahead. I realise I have not been writing for couple of weeks now but again I am not able to really concentrate on my subject matters. I still been bothered by the issues of and buzz over the past week of Remy and Tiz. In “Obsession…My Personal Journey” I admit being a busybody and stalker (with good intention :) ) and for the purpose of my writing and dreaming about Remy and Tiz relationship I do read, interprets, link, analyse theories and fix the puzzle together and later put it into words. I talked, discuss and evaluate situation among my group of friends who are equally obsess with Remy and Tiz. That’s was the truth and it actually takes lots of our time and and keep on thinking why now and then Remy-Tiz status in their social media create a buzz and full of question mark. It was fun though at times and we laugh at ourselves BUT we never jump to conclusion like few others and spread rumours. Even in the event of doubt I think I am still able to write about Remy and Tiz that makes readers to my blog wears a smile.

I loved my readers because they inspire me especially few who actually become so inquisitive and start worrying about Remy and Tiz relationship. I take it as a challenge every time things started to sizzle on this love birds because without doubt I will received messages in my email and facebook worrying about the situation. At most times I obliged by replying to all enquiries (hahaha I gave myself a big laugh with multiple question…Am I the inquiry desk for Remy and Tiz? Am I their adviser? Am I their guardian angel?) Everybody has their own limits I believed and after long it’s actually irritates me especially in facebook when they seems does not get enough of information and becomes more inquisitives and wanting more. I’ve learned about wanting more but how much more? Things getting more complicated when Remy created his blog (this is where the sizzle begins) and readers, fans and people like me and my friends have all the questions in our head). There was an entry which fans, readers together with the nosy reporters form a conclusion there was a scratch in Remy-Tiz relationship and heading for split. It has been a chaos in one of Remy’s entry and matter of perception create the rumours. Another sizzle will happen or going to happen or might happen because now Tiz has created her “tumblr” account and posted poems too. Hardly 24 hours I’m flood with question to interpret Tiz poem. Oh my…I gave a big sigh. It is so different between me and my friend, we do everything for fun. Without doubt we spend our time talking about it and one good thing come out of this we seems to “know” Remy and Tiz better via their expression. I am not claiming it is 100% true or perfect but we did not speculate and we never jump to conclusion. We have our guidelines and never cross the border. I must say this…my friend and I are not fanatic we are supporters.

Do we really need to interpret or form a conclusion in each of their writing? I asked myself million times the moment I received the first questionnaire. Again I had a big laugh to myself. Am I creating trouble now and start arguing with the busybodies?

It will be endless if I start to press the button…why, why and why will keep on coming.

Don’t worry my dearest Remy and Tiz, as long as this journey continues it will give me a great pleasure knowing both of you via your talents in arts. This is a free country and you are free to express any of your thoughts and feelings. Let people judge and interpret because they will be at losing end.

To all nosier out there let’s enjoy the journey of Remy and Tiz blog and learned about them through their expression of arts not otherwise. Don’t ever relate, form a conclusion or even jump to conclusions. I am sure Remy and Tiz are gifted individuals with their own story to write from the day they were born. Their experiences in life, circle of friends, observations and interpretations allows them to express their feeling in a personal column called “blog”. I am sure as a very private person Remy and Tiz will keep their love life to themselves. Give them that space and stop the inquisitive mind of ours to rest.

A magic word taken from Tizzy…spread love and shall we continue to do so. Have a pleasant day dearie.

With lots of love

Sanaa 21/02/12

****
The dictionary says a busybody is : A person who meddles or pries into the affairs of others.

Are Busybodies Born That Way

By Feline Prophet

In my earlier journalist avatar I was trained to focus on the Five Ws (and one H) in order to put together a coherent report. However I never allowed that curiosity to spill over into my private life. Who? What? When? Where? Why? How? These are questions I don’t spend too much time asking unless the answers are expected to have some bearing on my life. Hearing them answered in relation to other people doesn’t really interest me.

I am a firm believer in the ‘live and let live’ philosophy, which is why I just can’t understand busybodies. What makes them tick? Why do they need to know so much about everything and everyone around them? Most of us have a few in our lives; people who buzz around incessantly collecting and dispersing unnecessary information like bees in a garden. Or maybe I’m doing bees an injustice here. They are certainly more discerning, collecting nectar from specific sources and using it to create a useful byproduct like honey. Which is more than you can say about the average busybody’s activities.

A busybody spends most of his time gathering misinformation from various dubious sources and disseminating it among hapless others who have little or no interest in his findings. He’s a meddler who thinks nothing of butting into your affairs with unsolicited advice. He’s a nosey parker who wants to know things you wouldn’t tell your best friend. He is inquisitive about things that don’t concern him, and hugely irritating. He presumes altogether too much. And in many cases he is a she but let’s stick to one gender for easier reading.

Are busybodies born that way or does life turn them into obnoxious nosey parkers? I would think that anyone with a fulfilling life has enough to think about without worrying about his neighbours or the rest of the world. Is it a lack of excitement in their lives that has them seeking vicarious thrills in other people’s scandals? Or could it be a lack of tranquility that has them itching to meddle in the routine affairs of their friends and family?

I recall a woman who lived next door when I was a child. She seemed to spend all her time at the window. With three young daughters and a succession of cats traipsing in and out of her house, one presumes she had enough to keep her occupied, and yet she was always at that window watching the goings-on in the neighbourhood. It freaked a lot of people out, especially the youngsters, since she was always carrying tales to our parents. We took to ducking every time we passed that window, and it wasn’t a very comfortable way to live.

Lack of an occupation, or even an absorbing hobby, turns many people into busybodies. If you have nothing to hold your attention your mind will start wandering in directions it has no business heading for. Books and music may work for some, assuaging the need for something to fill the gap in their lives, but not everyone is so lucky. Some turn to cyberspace, and end up making a profession of meddling in the lives of people halfway across the world from them, people they’ve never even seen leave alone met.

Online communities are fertile hunting grounds for busybodies. The Internet allows unlimited access to people and forums and it’s easy for a skilled busybody to get carried away. My experience of online communities is that they are often hotbeds of intrigue and gossip, with stories getting spun and embellished faster than you can create them. It amazes me the way people attribute motives to the actions or words of people who may or may not be what they profess to be on cyberspace. How completely pointless!

I know this is turning into a rant but I seem to have encountered more than my share of busybodies in the recent past. It begins to rankle, especially if you haven’t discovered a foolproof way to deal with them without being hopelessly rude. I’m looking for inventive ways to deal with the busybodies in my life. Any suggestions?

Compiled by : Sanaa 21/02/12

Tidak Aku Ketahui

Putaran waktu terus berlalu
Menginjak usia dan hari
Yang datang dan pergi silih berganti

Ramai berkata
Penantian adalah penyiksaan
Namun apakah semuanya begitu
Apakah mungkin aku berharap
Sesuatu yang terbaik
Walaupun amat pedih

Aku mengulanginya lagi
Ketika dirinya makin lemah dan lesu
Yang kini patah-patah perkataan makin layu
Hanya anggukan dan gelengan
Berkata tidak memberi persetujuan

Bertanya diri berhari-hari
Mungkinkah aku tabah melalui
Perjalanan ini dengan penuh pasti
Setiap kali malam bertemu siang
Siang menanti malam

Dalam meniti perjalanan ini
Hanya Allah yang mengerti segala
Kerana aturannya teramat indah
Lalu kepadaNYA aku mengadu
Jangan tinggalkan aku sendiri

Bertabahlah hati
Itulah pujukan pada diri
Kerana ia bukanlah perjalanan
Yang ada waktu tarikh ketentuan

Owned and written by : Sanaa 20/02/12

Posted in puisi. Tags: . 6 Comments »

“Food For Thought”

It has been the most challenging days and week for me and it does cause me to be in uncertainty. But nevertheless I still keep myself part of the existence of this blog ie Remy Ishak and Tiz Zaqyah. Ever since rumours spread by unduly gossipers and the eagerness of fanatic fans together with the nosy reporters RITZ been in limelight since 14th February 2012 for the launch of “Cinta Kura-Kura”. Although not reading the news myself, I saw the headlines in the newspaper and again gossipers in cari forum together with the fanatics of Tiz Zaqyah voicing their bitterness and pointing fingers to Remy Ishak for not coming clean in defending the statement made by Tiz and his sight of story.

I’ll give it a heavy sigh to the mentality of our readers and people. To make things worst few of Tiz status in her facebook prior to the premiere has a triggering factor about the reporters, fans and media behaviour coincide with Whitney Houston death. I dare say the reporters are so nosy and the fans are so obsess with Tiz Zaqyah until they reach the level of only reading the status but does not able to imply or interprate the “brain” of Tiz.

Instead of Cinta Kura-Kura the reporters choose to highlight and focus more on RITZ and all the fanatics are now angry because Remy did not appear in any of the interviews, be by Tiz side to give his statement. Maybe all this people are suggesting RITZ make a press conference. To my opinion if we are wise enough to think, is it Tiz fault or Remy’s fault their relationship become the highlight of the evening instead of “Cinta Kura-Kura” and why do we become so obsess with the thought of Remy needs to give his statement? It is Cinta Kura-Kura première and Tiz is playing the role of Nani in that movie and the female leading role. When all the buzz is all over her relationship with Remy highlighted in all major newspaper the camp of Tiz Zaqyah can’t sit still and start the drama of pointing fingers to Remy. I asked myself many question and try to look into this matter of perception.

To help me in my findings I found a write-up about food for thought and few of my question answered in this.

I do hope to the fanatics of Remy and Tiz camp would eventually be realistic in their so-called accusations or interpretation of situation and issues.

Did she choose to be there and waited the press to ask about her personal relationship?

Why is it matter for Remy be at the première? Are they husband and wife? Are they now at least engaged for Remy to give his statement?

What different will it make if Remy be there? What buzz will RITZ be created? Will the fans and fanatic happy with Remy statement. The nature of human being is always our wants exceed our needs.

Will Remy appearance make a full stop?

The reporters choose to highlight RITZ love affairs instead of the work of Tiz Zaqyah and fanatics becomes emotional and undeniable angry about it.Why should we? Why did the fanatic is so obsess in blaming Remy? Did we ever ask ourselves, are we any different from the REPORTERS or MEDIA?

There is no hard and fast rules of the “rule of the thumb” but again look into mirror and see who is the image of the reflection?

I am very sad and rather depress to know the fans of Tiz Zaqyah and Remy Ishak is totally involved in their personal life instead of supporting their career. In one of those interviews Remy did say to give them space and respect their privacy but what happened is otherwise. The fans are now pointing fingers and saying how lucky is Remy to have such an angelic girlfriend defending and answering all the questions bravely and alone. It is more depressing to know they are so obsess with Tiz Zaqyah as though she is the goddess.

Grow up people…get life.

Happy week ahead and fill our mind and thought with a good nutrients. Pleasant week ahead dear readers and friends. Maybe we all have a bless life. Do take care.

My love to Remy and Tiz, show them darling THE POWER OF LOVE

Love

Sanaa 19/02/2012

*****

Life is a Matter of Perception – 20 Tips for an Amazing Life
By Stephen Hopson

A former award-winning Wall Street stockbroker turned speaker, author and the first deaf pilot in the world to earn an instrument rating; Stephen Hopson teaches others how to transform adversity into success.

www.sjhopson.com

Over the years, I’ve learned a thing or two about life. I am a firm believer that everything is a matter of perception. It’s not what happens to you that matters but what you do about it that determines the final outcome.

Today I thought I’d take a break from storytelling and give a list of things I’ve learned in the last 40 years.
See if they resonate with you …

It’s not what happens to you but how you perceive it that determines how you will deal with the situation.
Behind every difficult person you meet, there’s a lesson to be learned.

Instead of saying, “Why is this happening to me, you say, “What can I learn from this?”

Trust that everything in life is temporary and that going through different cycles is part of the process. Translation: Life will get better if you just have enough faith to get through this one.

We all have a divine blueprint for our lives – there is a such a thing as destiny and it’s up to us to discover what it is through our innermost passions.

The power of visualization cannot be ignored – it actually works! Don’t say it doesn’t work until you’ve tried it in earnest. Have you truly visualized yourself having or doing something?

God is your partner in life, let Him in and let him co-create things with you.

Without adversity or life’s challenges, we would never know what we are truly made of. It is through the toughest times we learn what we’re capable of doing; thereby becoming stronger and more confident in the process.

Everything you’ve experienced in life has been in preparation for what’s to come later in life. In fact, you are “life’s perpetual trainee.”

Learn to trust and pay attention to your intuition — those “AHA” moments — they are often right on the nose.

There are no accidents. Everyone you meet, everything that has come your way was not an some random fluke.

Plan on making a fool of yourself and not take life or yourself so seriously – even God has a sense of humor. (i.e. Tell him your plans!)

Go crazy and send handwritten thank you notes to those who have helped you. Gratitude and positive energy attracts success, abundance and more of what you’re thankful for.

Be patient – you will be rewarded justly. Don’t bother seeking revenge – it isn’t worth it.

Know that you are making a difference in small and large ways by just being who you are.

Refuse to compromise your integrity. People can see right through you and can detect whether you’re genuine or not. If you truly care about your customers, friends, family or business associates, they’ll stick with you through high and low because they know you care about them. In other words, they don’t care what you know until they know you care about them.

Fear is misdirected energy and must be redirected into faith.

Refuse to compare your progress with others. It will only serve to destroy your confidence. Everyone is at different stages in their lives and if you understand that you’re right where you’re supposed to be, then it won’t matter what others are doing. You are unique with special qualities, talents, skills and thought processes, etc. There is no one like you so how can you compare yourself to others?

If you haven’t failed enough in life, you haven’t risked much. Life without taking adventurous risks is downright dangerous.

Understand that you do matter – there is a purpose to your life – find out what it is and use your gifts to make a difference.

Compiled by : Sanaa 19/02/2012

Tidak Akan Layu

Hujan turun menitis
Bersama mimpi-mimpi indah
Memberi seribu kedamaian
Lalu terlukis satu wajah
Penuh cahaya dalam kerinduan

Hujan tadi membuatnya menangis
Kerana turunnya memberi seribu hikmah
Setiap titis membawa cerita
Warna jernih kesabaran serta kekuatan

Tidak mampu untuk terus menatap
Warna-warna jernih yang terus menitis
Lalu ku usap agar ia hilang
Semoga tiada kesabaran yang tercalar
Dari rangkaian cerita tanpa tafsiran

Terlalu mudah jari-jari menuding
Mudah jua kata dilempar
Menjadi pelengkap cerita tanpa kebenaran
Terus menuding sehingga terguris
Sekeping hati

Titis-titis yang turun
Adalah hikmah
Membersih ketandusan kebenaran
Kerana hati lebih mengerti
Bahawa cinta ini tidak akan pernah layu

Owned and written by : Sanaa 16/2/2012

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Ferris Wheel of Life

Salam and good afternoon dear friends and readers

May all of us in excellent health and having a good day. I am sharing a thought of life again in hope we will never forget what’s life got to offer. Please do not waste the time given to us. Appreciate them and may we find happiness in our journey

Love

Sanaa 15/2/12

****

We’re going to ride the Ferris Wheel of Life
And when it gets to the top,
We’ll review each of the blessings we’ve received.
They never seem to stop!

Round and round we go
never stopping, never wondering
our life’s struggle has its beginning
it will always have it’s ending

Along our way we’ve found laughter,
love and happiness, freely given by
Earth Angels we call ‘Friends.’ -
From them we find courage to ride
Life’s Ferris Wheel time and again.

We have our ups and downs
And fears for the future in our early rise
Our aching knees we take in stride
We have God that heals and provides
For this we trust in faith and give thanks

As long as there’s beauty in the sunrise,
The sound of laughter at a sweet surprise
A child reaching for our hands to hold
The ride on Life’s Ferris Wheel, we’ll savor
Just knowing the blessings of God’s favor,
Our hearts will be happy and we’ll never grow old!

Unknown

(A collab write with Kayte, a fellow poet)

Compiled by : Sanaa 15/2/2012

The Small Room

There is a small room
Since I was a little girl
At times full of dust
But nobody can touch

In that small room
You will sit quietly hours and hours
Going through pages
Books after books
Which I don’t understand

You are an angry man
Full of frustration and resentment
Bitterness you can’t forget
Hatred you can’t avoid
Happiness beyond reach
Until the day I understand

In the small room
The books is your only friend
In your world of wisdom

From Shakespeare to Chairil Anwar
Salman Rushdie Khalil Gibran
Literature poets’ sajak and pantun
Hamlet Macbeth Romeo and Juliet
Singing through your lips
Each sentences and quotes as a rhythm

One day I grew up
Peeping through the small room
Into your world of wisdom

It was dark and empty
The books are neatly stack
I’m lost and alone
Because I will never be you…

Owned and written by : Sanaa 13/02/12

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