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NAME: Nur Amalina
DOB: 18.03.1989
LOCATION: West, Singapore


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Tuesday, April 29, 2008


MasyaAllah
syukran for giving me the strength ya Allah
decisions like this are never easy
but alhamdulillah he understands
n i saw his sincerity ya Allah
but only time will tell
only time will tell
if we were made for each other


it's not impossible
it's not out of this world
if it's in
Allah All-Mighty's hands


n it was not my deliberate intention
to made tt outburst in front of mom
but i guess
she has to feel
what i used to feel
when she outbursed the same way
in the past
she has been keeping n keeping
n will explode one day
i've been keping n keeping
n absorb then dissolve everything one day
i didn't accuse u of being evil
u assumed
when what was going on was just
me being really sad
n at the same time convincing myself tt
my decision is for my own good
i didn't go home straight
coz i didnt want everyone to see my miserable state
n end up worrying
but i got this disgraceful response instead


i remembered how my elder cousins use to remind me
tt my mom is the best mom in the world tt i cld ever get
well tt's bcoz she was able to give sound advices
to her nieces
but they never realise something
even the most alim ustaz who is respected by many
can have problems bringing up his own family into the right path


how could she remain calm, when her niece ran away from home after a rltnshp/family prob?
how could she warmly welcome her to our house, when she needed shelter tt night?
how could she be able to talk to her nicely, while awaiting her own mother to come over?


n why wasn't she able to understand the same pain, her own daughter is going thru?
why did she raise her voice?
why did she bang the door behind her?
haf i turned into, anak setan??


ya Allah....
sometimes the closest people to you
are the most difficult to deal with.

BuSyLaDy poured out her heart at 12:10:00 PM