Schematic answer...

I've never imagined being 24 is as hard.. You know why, right?? It's that one question that keeps on bombarding you everywhere you go.. Even strangers tend to torture you with such question..

One time, a taxi driver promptly asked me the question though I was actually in his cab for less than 10 minutes..

"Orang yang da grad ni selalunye perkahwinan la yang akan menyusul.. Adik ni bile??"

It was like a pang on my face. Like a lightning striking my aorta. And my cousin's ominous laughter from the back seat was like a thunder to my delicate ear.. And it was this occasion that have led me to develop one schematic answer for any questions related to when I'm going to get married... The schematic answer...

"InshaAllah tahun depan~"

Haha.. Well, I experimented the 'schematic answer' for a few times and the most common following question would be "With who??" I'll think of another schematic answer for that one.. But for now, this is my schematic answer.. Everytime someone ask me that question I dread most...

"InshaAllah tahun depan~"


2011
"InshaAllah tahun depan~"


2012
"InshaAllah tahun depan~"

on and on and on until it finally comes :P

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The Lost Choice~

To tell you the truth, this book has been shelved for quite some time (probably more than a year). I finally had this hunch to read it somewhere during Ramadhan. And man! this book is actually amazing! I should've read it earlier~ I'm not really sure if everybody would love this one as much as I do, but I was definitely touched by the plots...


The story is actually about a couple's effort to unravel the mystery of an object that their little son found in the ditch. They were intrigued by its ancient looks and by the message written on it which was traslated by an acquaintance.. The message reads "By your hand, the people shall be saved". They later found out there were other similar objects with different messages.


They persistently dug for information and later found that these objects were once possesed by great people in history.. And every now and then the author actually takes us back in time to appreciate the deeds of the great people meantioned..

George Washington Carver
Alfred Vanderbilt
Oskar Schindler
John Adams and Jonas Salk
Queen Elizabeth I

Joan of Arc etc.

The story was made so interesting that I actually googled all the names and yeah.. They were like unsung heroes; only known to those keen of history, I presume.. Let me share with you some of my favourite parts in the book..


George Washington Carver made a lot of discoveries during his lifetime and he has this one habit that amazed me to the hilt. He regulary woke up at four every morning to 'talk' to God and will ask for inspiration and after that he'll start his work in the laboratory. His 'conversation' with God was specific.. He asked speific things such as "why God made peanut" and most of the time he is answered.. When you read this part of the book, you'll definitely see that Carver was asking God on how he could contribute to the people everyday..

It was dawned on me while reading this part of the book that this is very applicable to Muslims since we are obliged for morning prayers.. We could pray and ask Allah to enlighten us on what to do to contribute to the people each day... I mean, in a more specific way...

Another story that extremely moved my soul was the story about Alfred Vanderbilt. A millionaire from an eminent family in American history. He board the Lusitania bound to Liverpool and this unfortunate vessel was actually topedoed by the Germans (man! my favourite team~) and sunk into the Atlantic ocean in 18 minutes; that's thirteen times faster than the Titanic!

His deed? He actually gave his life jackets to others as the ship sank and he did this twice! (and that's why life jacket is plural there) He also collected as many life jackets he could find and fastened them on children. He perished along with his valet. And I did cry while reading this part.. This is something that I don't think I could do..

There's this part that moved me most

"The world has just set onto a better path. And that path will echo through generations because of your actions today"

T_T cry cry cry~

All in all, this book actually emphasize that every individual has their own part to play in making this world a better place fo everyone. It's just a matter of choice... There's one part that says something like

"What you do matters, what you don't do actually also matters but we seldom realize that"

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Eerie oncall~ (~_~)

To make this post more melodramatic.. Please click PLAY on the youtube window..

It was a Tuesday night on the week of my first oncall... The tapping sound of my fingers hitting against my latptop keyboard echoed amidst the awkward silence in our humble home. Significant enough to indicate that I was the only one awake. It was only 10.30 pm when the ringtone 'I'll be' resound from my handphone. The word HQE was flashing on the screen...


"Hello, Good evening.. Are you the Pharmacist oncall?? We need you to supply..."


I told the staff nurse that I'll be there in a few minutes. I was actually prepared that night. I thought that instead of wearing pyjamas or a sleeping gown, I should wear something decent to sleep so that I could straight away rush to the hospital in the middle of the night.

At the hospital...

The drug requested was actually a controlled item. So, I needed to see for myself the patients' case notes to decide whether to give or not since they were newly transferred from another hospital. I went to the ward and after a brief discussion with the HO oncall, I left with my hand still clutching the drug.


My mind was actually elsewhere as I stroll in the alley just infront of the neurology ward. I was rejustifying my discretion when I heard the rattling sound of rusty wheels. I noticed a van parked on the porch to my right but was too preoccupied with my thoughts and presumed that a patient was being transferred. Then my steps were halted..

A stretcher loomed from the a door on my left. The figure on it was covered with a green cloth, which was pretty weird since I usually saw patients covered in white blankets. Then I realized.. The cloth covering the figure was inscribed with Jawi writtings and the van on my right was actually a Van Jenazah. I was like...

O my God!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Masa aku mau drive sorang2 la kamu mau angkat jenazah depan aku!!!!!!

I glanced at my watch, it was already 12.30 am. I stood there and waited for the whole process to be done. And when it was finally over, I continue my pace towards the pharmacy; trying hard to maintain my cool though actually my heart was thumping hard.. Really hard...

I'm known to my friends as someone who has no sense emergency as well as someone who is kind of fearless (I couldn't find any other word actually). I could stay alone in my hostel block for days and I was brave enough to wander around the block alone during the witching hour too. When watching horror movies, I stayed calm and was always confused to why my friends were afraid of a particular scene.

But this was no horror movie, this was a reality..And I was the main actress driving alone in my car, cruising on the dark solitary road. I so often glance at the rear mirror to see if anything followed me..(Psycho Haziah~) I was then relieved when I finally reach our housing compound.

Then I saw the stray dogs still panting on the side of the road.. I thought

Fuh.. at least some living creatures are still awake at this hour..

But then suddenly the dogs stood and started to bark at my car and when I passed them, they started to chase my car. This is unprecedented. I usually come back at night and they've always been friendly. Then my imagination started to go wild.. I started to reminisce the scene in Jangan Pandang Belakang where there's a Pontianak flying above the car.. (psycho again~)

When I reach my house, I switched off the engine, went out of the car and actually looked around to see if there is anything following me. Well there was nothing. But if there was, I must've missed it...

There were some other occurences during my oncall week that I don't feel like it's appropriate to write it here but I've decided to take it as an experience to take lessons from.. My mom in the effort to console me said this...

"You can choose either to be an ordinary pharmacist or a good one or even better; a pharmacist that people seek consultation from.. And from that choice, you decide how to react towards all the hardship~ either to take it positively or negatively.. Either to learn from it and become better.. Or to ignore it, learn nothing from it and stay at the same level that you are already in..."


I've chosen my option.. What's yours..??? By our hand, the people shall be saved and by our hand also, the people shall perish and it's all depends on our choice.. (Actually related to my next post :P)

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