Saturday, November 24, 2012
Travelog Turkey: Makan- makan.
Friday, October 12, 2012
Travelog Turki: Babak Pertama
5/10/2012 (Jumaat)
Alhamdulillah. Akhirnya saat yang dinanti-nantikan tiba. Pagi Jumaat, menutup pintu bilik kolej. Bakal ku tinggalkan untuk tempoh seminggu lebih. Aku, dan mama ronda-ronda di kotaraya Kuala Lumpur untuk mencari barang yang perlu dibawa. Barang dalam senarai yang mungkin tiada lagi dalam bekalan.
7/10/2012 (Ahad)
Singgah di teratak cik Huda di Sungai Ramal Dalam untuk mengambil bebepa buah buku untuk dikirimkan di Turki. Oh ya. Perkenalan yang singkat melalu sahabat FB saya, akh Saed Imaduddin yang rupa- rupanya rakan sekolahku sewaktu darjah 1 di Al- Amin KL. (Ok. Masa tu kecil lagi. Mana nak kisah ingat nama kawan. Tahu peningkan kepala cikgu ada la kan? Lagi pun setahun tu je kat situ). Akh Saed boleh saya katakan 'travel planner/ agent' tak rasmi untuk perjalanan saya ke bumi Istanbul. Tempat saya menanyakan soalan- soalan berkaitan semasa merancang trip.
Tentang pemilihan penerbangan. Saya telah membulatkn hati memilih untuk terbang bersama Qatar Airways setelah membuat tinjauan (survey) di kalangan beberapa flight provider yang lain (MAS, Emirates, Etihad, KLM), saya dapati ianya menawarkan harga yang agak berpatutan untuk tambang pergi- balik. Tambahan pula stesen transit di Doha International Airport...walaupun mungkin tidak dapat keluar dari lapangan terbang, banyak perkara yang boleh saya pelajari, perhati di sekeliling kawasan lapangan terbang itu sendiri.
8/10/2012 (Isnin)
12:00am
Setelah mengisi segala bekal, bagasi di dalam kereta, kami bertolak ke KLIA. Agak ganjal mulanya apabila memakai pakaian siang hari (pakaian pergi ke kuliah/ kerja) di tengah- tengah malam. Mungkin ada yang akan berkata "Mengapa tidak menyarung/ mengenakan t-shirt panjang sahaja". Ya. Boleh sahaja tetapi memikirkan akan berada lama di dalam penerbangan dan sewaktu transit di Doha, saya mahukan pakaian yang agak tebal tetapi selesa untuk melindungi diri saya daripada kesejukkan pendingin hawa.
12:45am
Tiba di KLIA. Bertemu dengan nenek, mak ngah, cik, serta beberapa orang sepupuku yang telah menanti di sana. Untuk 'menghantar' aku, mama, dan abah. Terima kasih ku ucapkan.
1:00am- 1:45am
Beratur di kaunter daftar masuk 'check-in'. Oh..sungguh panjang barisan orang yang akan menaiki penerbangan yang sama. Timbang bagasi lalu kami meneruskan langkah ke kaunter imigresen di tingkat bawah.
2:00am- 2:50am
Dengan menaiki Aerotrain untuk ke terminal pelepasan. Singgah makan. Sekadar mengalas perut yang berkeroncong di kafetaria sebelum ke tempat terakhir- boarding area. Dengan lafaz bismillah, ku menghayun langkah memasuki perut kapal terbang.
3:30 am- 10:50am (Waktu Malaysia): Kuala Lumpur (KUL)- Doha (DOH).
Penerbangan selama 7 jam ini agak meletihkan. Masakkan tidak. Kebanyakkan masa hanya tertumpu di tempat duduk. Mahu bergerak selalu, tempat terhad. Penggunaan tandas juga di ruang yang terhad. Mengisi masa dengan penggunaan skrin yang disediakan- filem, games...cuba juga untuk menidurkan diri tetapi misi gagal. Hanya mampu terlelap seketika. Mungkin keadaan kurang selesa.
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Road to Istanbul: Mana nak cari duit ni?
Road to Istanbul: Mukaddimah.
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
Doa ku...
Bismillahirahmanirahim...
Doa saya, suatu hari nanti, saya akan tidak lagi perlu bergantung pada kedua- dua inhaler di atas (Ventolin-Reliever & Seretide- Preventer).
Kadang timbul rasa jemu...
Penat makan ubat...
Sahur lagi la..kena telan yang pill version punya Ventolin...
Silap tarikh, tengah- tengah malam, mama dan abah kena drive about 15 minutes to Az- Zaharah Medical kat Bandar Bangi nun sebab kawasan rumah ni tak da klinik 24 jam... semata- mata nak ambil gas/ nabulizer..bila sesak nafas..
Tapi aku harus bersyukur...
Masih ada rezeki untuk dapatkan perubatan yang terbaik...
Masih ada insan- insan yang prihatin...
Terima Kasih Ya Allah atas ujian ini...
Aku belajar untuk menjadi lebih kuat.
Alhamdulillah..
One day...
Masih aku berdoa'.
Sunday, May 27, 2012
Projek Falah
Baru-baru ini, graphic design instructor saya meminta saya untuk menulis perkataan AL- FALAH dalam tulisan jawi a.k.a khat/ kaligrafi.Untuk logo katanya. Maka dengan kesibukan assignments dan persediaan peperiksaan akhir, saya cuba membuat beberapa design/ rekaan...
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Peringkat lakaran dan mencari idea:
Antara hasil- hasilnya:
Di harapkan beliau (graphic design instructor saya itu) berpuashati dengan hasil yang diterima. Tak jumpa scanner, DSLR pula tinggal di rumah, maka terpaksa shoot juga la guna kamera handphone yang tak seberapa ini.
Kalau tak puas hati, bagi tahu ya tuan? Boleh di perbetulkan lagi, Insya Allah.
Monday, April 9, 2012
About Honesty & Friends
Bismillahirahmnairahim...
Once upon a time, mum asked: Mahirah , don’t you have any close friends now?. Knowing that I have a bunch from my high school days and another lovely bunch from my bachelor study days, she expect that I would also have another bunch now.
Last weekend, my graphic instructor asked me to sms other peers for the cancellation of class and I said: I got no numbers la sir. Yeap. I am kind of hard and slow to believe in other people. I like to observe people, how they speak, walk and doing other things first before approaching them.
Why am I talking (typing la) about these things?
Finding the honest people for you to deal with everyday is not that easy as buying stuff at the shop. Being a postgraduate student is quite different from the life as a bachelor degree student. Observing the freshies/ juniors reminded me much of those days. Walking in a group of people to anywhere they go, with the same group of peers, talking quite about the same issues and topics, knowing where to have your lunch date with your peers...the list goes on.
Now, it is good enough if you managed to get to know and be close to a few number of friends. Just please do not expect to hang out and ask your friends to tag you along anywhere you are going. Most of my classmates are either working or married so I know that they would sure have other responsibilities outside class hours.
The closest and the most super friend I have now (and always, Insya Allah) is Miss Nurul Zulaiha a.k.a Zulblack Widow. I have known her for about 4 years now since our training with the CSC IIUM during my degree days. Although we are trained in a different support group (I am with the Guidance & she’s with the PEERS), our common meeting place, the CSC office made it possible for us to discover that we have the potential to be best friends. The real friend.
Not just a friend who would be with me only when I am laughing but also that I know that she will always be there to lend a shoulder to cry on. She does not only praise and support, but also gave the best commentary and critiques for me to improve myself. The best thing is that she always took me to the IIUM.FM radio studio/ conti. There, I get to know with few other great people from the Communication Department while I have the chance observing how a radio station functions.
Zulmaryan a.k.a Yan...spotted her first at the Finance Department during our Masters Registration day last September. It is great to know that we met again in the Statistic subject and later we became group mate for class assignments with another friend, Raihan. This semester Alhamdulillah we are in the same class again for Qualitative Research subject. Being with a different specialization (Yan & Raihan: Curriculum while me Psychology), I shall use the fullest chance given to get to know them better (esp. Yan...maaf aku selalu je kan sakat kau =) ).
There’s another great friend, cik Syahidah Adnan. My roommate during my degree days. Even though we are now miles apart (Syida, kau kerja kat Penang je pun), I will sometimes try my best to keep in touch with her either through sms or Facebook. Now, whenever I visited any exhibition held at the Architecture Department, my thoughts are always with her as that particularly lovely friend of mine always took me to exhibitions and once to her working studio.
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(Outside the circle of classmate/ friends but still ‘friends’ I guess)
About twice a week, whenever I did not have the mood to make myself a light breakfast of a cup of Milo, I would surely have my morning fuel at the EDU Cafe. The ‘kakak jaga kaunter’ (yet to get to know her name) always charge me with the price of just RM 2 for a place of ‘kuew teaow goreng’ and a cup of ice Milo (don’t ask-hantu of this stuff). I always gave her the look of ‘ha...biar betul kak?’ But smiled with a big thank and praying that ‘Moga murah rezeki dia’. The Milo is the ‘real milo’ (which now priced at about RM 31 every 2 KG pack which me myself nak beli every month pun kena ‘tutup mata’ and grab). Dia jaga kaunter pun senyum je... =).
After paying for the meal, my favourite spot to seat at the cafeteria is the place directly under the fan, the place where ‘makcik cleaners’ always ‘duduk- duduk’ for their rest. Tak kisah pun borak- borak dengan diorang. Best apa. Orang- orang tua ni kata- kata mereka ada hikmat, Insya Allah. Without them, the campus would not be in a pleasant place, right?
The computer man which I sent my laptop for service sometime end of last semester...located at the Engineering Department. Repaired my laptop at a very reasonable price. Being honest with me by saying that as my laptop is still under warranty; I have not to pay hundreds of ringgit for the hardware repair. I only have to pay for the service of sending my laptop to the service centre somewhere in Damansara. The other pc repair store (also in IIUM) awal-awal cakap...ni kalau tukar dah kena RM XXX. Alhamdulillah masih ada repairman yang jujur.
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I am not the kind of person who is easy with words.I am a bit talkative girl (YES) but when it comes to expressing myself I would most of the times goes like ...err..aa...clueless (tak terkata gitu). But then, this semester, a lecturer could spot what I am going to say by just looking at my facial expression. Agree or disagree. Sometimes I am just too scared if my words would hurt other people’s feeling.
Finding a good friend or an honest people is just like looking for a good theory from heaps of journals and publication. Find someone who could make you into a more pious person, Insya Allah. To all my lovely friends out there, even I’ve not stated your names here, thank you so much for everything. Barakallahu fikum.
Allah Knows Best.




























