why am i choosing this path?
why did i accept the offer to go to india at the first place?
what makes me think that i'm capable being a medical student?
what makes me survive all this time?
why did i accept the offer to go to india at the first place?
what makes me think that i'm capable being a medical student?
what makes me survive all this time?
susahnya nak jawab sebab memang takde jawapan yang paling tepat..
what i can say now is,
"i couldn't asked for more than this.."
India. not half bad then.
I'm living India.. or should it be better if I say,
"I'm making a life in India.."
a life of medical student, a Malaysian citizen, a child that being away from her family..
and what most important is A LIFE OF A MUSLIM.. (it's hard though..but worth living..=p)
I want to make a life so that after this I could save a life..
(dalam otak spontan main lagu "How to Save A Life-The Fray"..ala, lagu lam cter Grey's Anatomy tu)
giving hope to those who lost the faith in life..
(besarnya harapan ko,cik dila oi!)
tadi, berjalan2 menjengah blog orang..
and i found something..
he said that living in cold weather is not really heaven..
mula2 je seronok tp lepas tu rasa nak bagi rosak je 'aircond' tu sebab sejuk sangat..
n they're all longing to be touch by the ray of sunshine..
(he=someone who is currently studying somewhere in USA)
see, tak semua yang nampak best tu sebenarnya menarik..
(india byk matahari!!!=p tp kadang2 sejuk gak.. bright sunshine but cold breeze)
The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
(bagi sesiapa yang tak tahu/tak ingat.. ni poem yang kita belajar masa Form4)Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
“Men are not prisoners of fate, but only prisoners of their own minds.”
– Franklin Roosevelt-
won't u agree with this?
so, whatever the path that we choose, just bear in mind,
"You are what you think.."
and it's u who make the different..
the one who paints all the colours in ur life..
article to share:Prisoners of Fate
“Most people choose the path of life as a way to death, but I have chosen death (martyrdom) as a path to life (in Paradise).”
- Abdul-Wahab Al-Ghamidi who was killed in Afghanistan in the 1980’s-
