tarbiyah..

tuhanku,berkatilah ilmu2 ku.
ameen~

tart gulung nenas :.

tart nenas?
nyum2~ favret tu.
dapat jumpa pun bulan puase jek.
my mom buat.haha~tu pun lepas kempen banyak2 kat dia.
tart nenas mak buat uh~ syiuk!
terase mcm kunyah chewing gum.
basically,
terletak pada individu masing2 punya selera la.
bukan semua orang suke tart.tapi aku memang addict dgn tart.huaw..
beli kat luar skarang mahal.tp tu la yang terpakse.
nak sendiri,kene makan kat rumah.hohoh! mcm boleh balik.
betul2 aku rindu tart nenas mak.tp takde sape plak nak tolong mak buat,
dulu,aku buat dengan along.tapi,along da lame tak involve kueh2 raye nih.
dia punye dgn urusan bile nak abis tak tau.yang tinggal mewarisi kenikmatan tart ni
tinggal aku.best pe..kurang pesaing.boley bawak masuk bilik makan sorang sambil tgk citer katun.oh best waktu itu.sahur dgn tart.buke dengan tart.ahaha!
tart,i lap you.huhu~

mak slalu ckp,
mak :"ko,kalu mak buat sebalang pun abis shari."
aku : "la mak,kang kalu mak buat,sape nak makan."
mak : masalahnye,kalu dapat 3 ratus butir, tak sampai 3 hari habis.tak sampai rayelah"
aku : "aik,biasenye kan tak pernah sampai raye kan."
mak : " ah,ku memang.reti makan,buat tanak"
aku : "da tu bile mak buat,org tolong tanak bagi pulak"
mak : "mak buat bentuk gulung.ko tenyeh jadi benda lain buat ape".
aku :"masuk dlm perut jugak mak".
mak : " ko memang pandai menjawap".dah.mak tanak buat.ko beli kat luar".

dan mak tetap buat jugak.dlm bulan pose tu memang 2 kali mak buat tart untuk aku.
melabihi kueh2 lain.ahaha! skali adunan dapat buat 100 biji.
kadang2 bila mak tiggal adunan,aku sengaje tambah tepung.bila nak terap2,haha tgk ade tepung,
kene outer smula adunan tu.haha.jahatnye ke?.tapi,tart mak tetap ku ingati.

berjuang..berjuang...

Ku ambil rumput di padang

Ku jadikan penyamaran

Rupa cantik bertukar menjadi syaitan

Agar sukar dikesan

Bergerak bertempur

RMC pantang undur

Walaupun peluru datang bertabur

Cukup dengan batang cangkul

what's in my mind now ~

Shaded by the trees, calling out to the wind, I'm lying face-down crying
I saw a version of myself I didn't even recognize
On this guitar I'm playing the melody of someone who's passed on
A star falls in the grief of someone who'll never be seen again

Please don't go, no matter how much you scream,
all it will do is quietly stir these orange petals
Saved on my soft brow,
I send the memories in my palm far away
An eternal farewell as I keep strumming

The heart of a child clinging to a gentle hand
The blazing wheels cast it off and continue on
On this guitar I'm playing the grief of someone who's passed on
The strings in my heart being plucked at violently

In the pure white unstained by sorrow,
the orange petals stirred in a summer shadow
Even if my soft brow is lost,
I'll cross over the far off, red-stained sand
The rhythm of farewell

Branded into my memories, on the ever-turning earth,
there is something sprouting in remembrance

Sending off the dawn's carriage
Those orange petals are stirring somewhere even now
The peaceful daybreak I once saw
Until it is placed in my hands once more,
please don't let the light go out
The wheels are turning~

sopan itu cantik~