i promise

In January, I sort of made a promise to a consultant in Paediatrics, 4th Year module that I will be more focussed and will continue to aim high. No problems with the latter one but with the former, it fluctuates on a daily basis cause I have so many things in my mind right now. I bet my Mum and Dad would probably worry when they read this part ;P (Don't worry, I'm okay huhu). 

"Adlan Wafi, you've fought very hard in May..but that was 4th Year. Would you like to begin a real war?"

I need to sort things out, be determined, ignore friends who made me feel bad (or at least, give them my plastic smile), seek help, get closer to Allah, ask my friends to pray for me and believe that everything will be fine.

Anyway, for the first time ever, I'm going to show you an excerpt from another blog of mine which is definitely closed to public and only read by 2 other people :O Surprised? Hahaha. This post was written on January 20, 2013: 

This is a trivia; during the meeting with Dr N, I didn't tell him that I also failed the whole Obs and Gynae module. He already expected that I was a high-achieving student. Didn't want him to think that he was utterly wrong in reading me. Haha.

The good thing about making this promise is that it becomes a motivation for me to overcome my impediment. The scene between me and the consultant keeps replaying again and again in my mind..making me realized that I was in that room talking to him on a rainy day and I said that I will try my best.

One last time

In November, hope is stronger than fear...

one last time

It's November!! Time is running out..

Dear readers, I worry about a lot of things. One of them was the audit that I needed to produce by the end of my 4 Week Primary Care attachment. I did an audit already in January for my SSM (Special Study Module) in Rheumatology and I made it clear to my supervisor I wasn't in the mood of presenting/publishing it because it was during the time when I found out I had the triple failures. So yeah, it was similar around this time as well. I wasn't aiming to win any prize. I've only started writing the audit this Sunday because I had so many other things to handle and I wasn't even sure on how to write it cause it's different than the one I did for Rheumatology. The first audit I did was mainly on numbers and figures. So, it was pretty easy for me to manipulate the data. This one; it was on "Assessment of paediatric referrals". Like, what on Earth could I write about that?? So, it was a little bit of a guesswork and a little bit of a risk because I didn't want to do something which my GP (General Practitioner) didn't expect from me. 

So, I went in today to my GP surgery (aka clinic) for one last time since it's the last day of my Primary Care attachment and I joined his clinic from early in the morning cause he asked me to. The only reason why I had to come was to get the result for my audit so yeah, I was a bit anxious today. 

When I arrived, he revealed to me that he thought it was really good. So, I thought, "Ok, I think I'll pass". After a few moments in his clinic, he said "Let's mark your audit". And I was like, "Ok, this is it". He opened up my audit and commented that it's exactly what he's hoping for saying that he's going to use it for the meeting and he acknowledged the use of colours in my audit. And I felt, "Yeah!! Finally, someone appreciates my choice of colours in my coursework." Lol. Then he began filling in the marking sheet. I tried to look away but I just can't, haha. I saw him ticking "Excellent" for every criteria and I was surprised :O

I think he was just being nice. Well, he is really really nice, funny and friendly. So, that probably contributed to this result, haha. And then I realized that I am now technically a nominee for a prize :O because to be a nominee, I need to attract full marks from my GP.

In Final Year of Medicine in Nottingham, there are 7 prizes available for students and one of them is the Vale of Trent Clinical Governance Prize which is awarded to the "student judged to have written the best report during the year 5 Primary care attachment".

Try and look at this list and guess which of these is the one that I'm actually aiming for :P

I am a nominee! Yeay, alhamdulillah :D For something that I didn't plan for anyway, haha. 

I meant, I did aim to become a nominee in 3rd Year for CFU project but though I didn't become one, my marks were good alhamdulillah. In 4th Year, I aimed to become a nominee for Paediatrics and I succeeded but I failed to meet the requirement to move on to the next stage - obtaining a first class mark overall for the module. (If you didn't know what happened to me, I failed the Knowledge exam last year. So on the last week of this month, I have to face my demons. Okay, that's a bit exaggerated. Maybe just a little demon because it's Paeds..comel, haha). In 5th Year, this is definitely the very last coursework we ever had to do and ever had to submit to turnitin, inshaAllah. Tak nak coursework dah. Lepas ni ada elective report je and benda2 kecik. And what a better way to end it with a nomination? Huhu, again alhamdulillah. Not planning to win it though because after all, it was done in 2-3 days O_o 

I even have a 0% plagiarism level :D

The main point is, no matter what you do, Allah is the one who will award you for your efforts. You can try and spend weeks on your coursework or exams or whatever your endeavour may be, but if He doesn't want to give you the result that you want, then you just won't get them. Because He has a better plan for you. Just like what He did to me in January. But strive you must..because that's our responsibility.

And this excellent ending of my Primary Care attachment; I shall take it as one of my silver linings :)

So Adlan Wafi, let's strive for #RememberNovember so we can get back to focus on Final Year of Medicine...

forgiven, not forgotten

I was cleaning my room until I found this piece of paper just now. So, I shared it with my friends on mian (morning is at noon). It was written by a consultant when I did my MDD (Musculoskeletal Disorders and Disabilities aka muscle and bones stuff). This was during the Goodbye period..not that it has any relevance though.

The email by this consultant wasn't fully accurate though. He wrote "Even when shown how to examine the various joints correctly, they were then unable to reproduce this later in the morning." It should be noted that this email was sent to my supervising consultant; the one who will judge whether I pass or fail the attachment. This statement made me sound like an idiot. The truth was, I wasn't one of the students who were given the chance to do the examination again. I only managed to examine 1 patient and that was it. And about the article, well, we did explain to him we couldn't find it on Moodle (new website for medics) but hey, he just had to mention it in the email. 

Normally, I would put this consultant onto my hit list. But I decided to let it go. I threw this piece of paper into the recycling bin at Akhtar Muzhaffar's house to make sure I never get my hands on it again. You see, I always say that I have good memory on sentimental events. And truth be told, I can't really choose what I want to remember. Well, not always. Like I can remember the smell of the chicken soup which I had during my kindergarten years, the words that are said to me by a friend who is now back in Malaysia, the reaction which I had the first time it was snowing in Nottingham and also during the 3rd time for no particular reason (see, I can't choose), the smell of my friends' rooms in KMB (Hahaha, pleasant smells to be accurate. Not stinky ones), the reaction you had when you saw me during our first daurah in 3rd year (he was so excited to see me, there's now way I could have forgotten that) and so much more. I wanted to write names but I don't want anyone to be jealous, lol.

So, along with good memories, I unfortunately remember bad memories as well..effortlessly. Throughout my life, but more persistently during my medical years, I sort of established a hit list in my mind that has the names of people who have treated me badly or given me an experience which I wouldn't want to remember but I can't because of this "gift" I have. So I ended up remembering them, over and over again. Craziness. 

These bad memories.. they're technically the reason why I'm planning to leave Nottingham for my foundation years. Tapi kalau dapat jugak, takpela kan. Cause I don't want to be around a place which can easily bring me back to the time when I experienced all these not so wonderful memories. Remember my 3rd year and the backstabbing supervisor? I can't afford to give my plastic smile to her for the next couple of years. There are many other distasteful events which took place in Nottingham but I'm not going to write them cause it would only attract negative vibes.

So even though I can't get rid of these memories, at least I need to start forgiving. I need to destroy the hit list. Ever heard of a sahabah who was promised of Jannah? He forgives the wrongdoings of others towards him before he goes to bed.

What I need is to learn to let go.

And what I need is to learn to forgive...

gone

I'm currently in my new attachment. It's called GP - General Practitioner. It's basically me going to clinics and having fun meeting patients. Moreover, I'm technically halfway to my February Finals but I'm also 6 weeks to my 2nd Chance for Paeds exam. It's scary and overwhelming at the same time. Because I'm not only dealing with my academic matters at the moment but so many others. For one, I have to rank 21 Unit of Applications (UoAs) aka the place where I will be doing my foundation training for 2 years after graduation. Vital stuff. Truth be told, when I said goodbye to my friends during the past few months, it definitely made me want to return to Malaysia even sooner -_-" But I'm realistic, so I'm going to persevere with my initial plan and I know that my friends would want me to follow my dream.

I had this on my whiteboard for months until just now..

In the past few months, I have a feeling that Allah has been giving me some hints about new characters which will play more important roles in my life - people who would be new additions into my social network. People who have played minor roles in my life previously, people who have been recurring characters in the past but they suddenly popped out of nowhere and indirectly hinting that they're going to have a bigger role in the future. Well, we just have to wait and see about that. 

This is the place where Fadhir Tahar took me when I went to visit him during my 2 week holiday. At least, I got to meet him in Newcastle whilst he was there huhu.

I feel as if my life is a drama, that I'm still the same character in the same series for years. My friends whom I've said goodbye to have move on to their own shows and spin-offs. In addition, there are also new characters introduced who are probably going to be featured in the upcoming season. 

How melodramatic.

Well, I have lost at least 10 friends over the summer. Ok, maybe "lost" is not the right word but you know what I mean. 

And these friends that I've said goodbye to; are not just random friends. They're the people who I can easily Whatsapp, text, call or FaceTime, the people who I wouldn't be embarrassed to give chocolates in public for no apparent reason, who I'd give souvenirs when I return from my trips, who I can share my secrets and know that they will keep them, who I can happily enjoy the silence between us and know that it can never be awkward (and this is very important for an introvert like me), who I can just express what I'm feeling without the fear of being judged and who I always look forward to meet when I go to our conferences or projects but now, I know that you guys won't be there & I have to get used to this..

Sure, some of my friends have left last year but it wasn't as bad as this year's. Maybe because there weren't as many as the ones who left this year. This year, it's just..too much.

So yeah, I'm sorry you have to read this. In fact, you might be reading about the same thing again and again because I just can't move on. Just kidding, I am moving on..albeit rather slowly.

Imagine losing that many close friends in a short period of time. It's crazily difficult.

People always leave and sometimes, they don't come back. But that's okay. Because we believe in Allah and we're going to work our way to attain his blessings and hopefully iA, gain entry to his Jannah.

I guess I am a bit clingy. So don't worry, you're not the only one...

wake me up when september ends

Today was the last day for me to go to Derby. Alhamdulillah, I've been in Derby since January 2013. Imagine how long that has been! I have to say that Derby is definitely one of the best places to gain clinical knowledge. I still remember the time when I reached Derby for the first time..

I'm not sure why I put up this pic but it's one of the dishes which I had in Feb in Derby

It was snowing & the weather was cold. The windows of the hopper bus seemed translucent due to the low temperature & the person sitting next to me wiped the materialized droplets of water which obscured us from seeing the legendary Royal Derby Hospital (RDH) as we arrived into the main entrance for the first time. As I could see the buildings clearly, I said to myself, "Wow, I'm going to be here for a long time". It was a bittersweet feeling at that moment; I was excited to spend my time at a new hospital (I am most probably the last Malaysian medic from my year to reach Derby) but it was also a few weeks after I found out I failed 3 exams. Yeah, remember November last year? The results were out in January and it was my biggest challenge to date. 

I realized that I had to go to Derby pretty much on a daily basis (so that's 2-2.5 hours knocked out of my routine just for commuting between the 2 cities) and I hate it..because I can't enjoy Derby as much as I would because I had to worry about May.

And alhamdulillah, with Allah's help, I survived May and made it to Final Year and earned the right to spend 16 weeks in Derby right from June till today! 

I think I'm going to miss Derby. There's the pak cik who always drives the hopper bus and always gives a smile to his passengers (but the pak cik is no longer around since last week so it's easier for me to move on now, lol). I'm going to miss the halal chicken served at its rooftop restaurant. I'm going to miss the shortcuts that I've learnt, the swimming pool that I went to for my Special Study Module, the friendly doctors/staff, the unplanned trips to Westfield to get a Cookieshake after a long/tiring/happy/sad/stressed day at RDH, the early morning chat with Syakir on the hopper bus.

Going to miss the halal chicken dishes

Probably I'm going to miss Derby because it's the place where I departed from before I said goodbye to Faiz Khalid, Aiman Ismail and Akmal Aliff. Oh my God! I just realized I left my padlock on the locker back in RDH! Seriously, I just thought about this as I'm writing this post. Okay, I'm making a mental note to myself to give the key to Syakir (since he's in Derby for the next attachment) so he can get my padlock for me. Tolong ek Syakir. Now back to my original train of thought - So yeah, the locker. I stuffed my Crumpler bag with my EOS 550D, my bags with clothes when I arrived in the morning and took them out later when I'm done for the day to get to Liverpool and London to say goodbye. I think I'm going to miss the locker now. So many memories.

People have to move on. This includes me. The people that I've said goodbye to; they shall become the reason for me to be stronger. And Derby, thanks for the memories. It's time to get serious...

express yourself

A few days ago, we had a station where we had to deliver a bad news to a patient's daughter. It was difficult, I didn't know what to talk about. All I can think about was trying to be myself - empathetic and concerned. At the end of the session, the actor slapped me on my knee jokingly & said, "Stop smiling" :) 

Taken from shoujonotes

I was surprised with the comment because I was aware throughout the consultation that I put up my poker face. She said I did really well, that I was the only student in her station who did something which highlights my empathy. I shall not tell you what I did though :P

Who knew that my smile could actually be one of my hindrances in the medical world?

This event led to me showing Syakir my various faces whilst on the hopper bus to Derby the other day and asking him if it's good enough for the exams. Lol.

The conclusion; I shall use my sad face during the breaking bad news station if it ever were to come up in Feb next year. Since my neutral face is a smiley face, I guess I have to put in some emotions; maybe recollections of sad events in my life like when everyone left me in the past few months which I shall enliven in my mind so the facial expression will look natural. I guess all those drama practices that I had back in MRSM TGB would be really useful for my Final Exam in 2014. Awesomeness! 

In addition, on the same day, I met an old lady at the bus stop on my way to Derby before I had the session on breaking bad news. She didn't smile at all. No, seriously..her face was so "ketat" and she looked at me with sharp evil eyes. I can get very uneasy when I meet people who just don't smile. I feel bad for her because she was unable to smile. I mean.. can you imagine people who just couldn't smile? Kesian kan? Imagine all the people that they manage to scare with their neutral faces. At least my neutral face is the smiley one. I guess that's why people kept saying that I never stop smiling even though I actually do.

And to everyone else, smile to the people around you. It's not that hard. You make other people happy just by smiling. And I just love when my housemates are smiling at me when I get back home after a long (sometimes dull) day in the hospital...

never let me go

Sorry about this late post. Been busy with adjusting myself in the past few days.. and also with the open house that we had yesterday. I have partially recovered from the fatigue, heh. And during the open house yesterday, some medic seniors actually teased me about our posts on FB. Well, you started it first :P

My hug-giver :)

The title of this post is for me to tease Akmal Aliff's separation anxiety which he developed in our 2nd year :P When we had Izzuddin Iliyes as our naqib, he mentioned that his daughter Amirah Mujahidah illustrated some signs of separation anxiety and I told Akmal Aliff that it's basically what he had when I left him alone. Hahaha.

One of the things that he likes to do is to interrupt me at inappropriate times ;P

On the day of your departure, I thought it was pretty obvious I was going to appear some time during the course of the day (before you went through security that is). Because I didn't see you at all (intentionally..cause I was going to meet you at the airport anyway) after we had dinner the night before. I figured that would probably be the biggest hint. Come on la Akmal, takkan aku nak biarkan kau balik tanpa jumpa aku.

When I saw you at the airport, I wanted to cover your eyes from the back like I'd usually do with some of my friends. But since you were walking rather quickly, I simply had to startle you. Kah3, sorry about that.

Anyway, I could write so many things about you but I think I'll just write some things which I would like to make myself clear, hehe.

Because you were born 27 days later than me, I always think that I need to look after you throughout the times we were in Nottingham. Kononnya la kan. Padahal diri aku sendiri pon tak terjaga. Haha. 

Muka tipikal "malas nak layan" aku kat Akmal Aliff

Masa 2nd year, kau selalu bagitau cerita-cerita sedih kat aku. Pastu, aku sedar yang kau ni banyak jugak benda-benda yang membuatkan kau down. It was at that point that I promised myself not to tell you about my own sad stories. Ada je la a few stuff yang aku cerita kat kau yang sedih, contohnya result BMedSci project yang teruk masa 3rd year but most of the time, aku cuba untuk tak cerita kat kau. Because you already had enough in your own life.. which was why I didn't tell you at all about my biggest challenge in life to date - the triple failures of 4th year that put me on the verge of suspension.

Because of that promise I made, I ended up telling you the happy things in my life. Hehe. Like when I won the poster competition in 3rd year at King's Mill Hospital, I called you immediately and it was quite silly because it was nothing grand :P Or when I got full marks for my CFU - Community Follow Up presentation, I showed you my marksheet or when I successfully performed the Moro reflex on a baby during Paeds, I happily explained to you about it and even showed you the video on YouTube. Baru sedar aku banyak cerita kat kau pasal benda medic, sian kau haha. Well, kau pon cite kat aku pasal bende engineering jugak hehe. Takpela, nanti aku bagitau kau bila aku nak kahwin nanti ^_^

When I failed in my 4th year, I actually wanted to take a reduced workload in our usrah session for the juniors. I didn't mention anything about my failures but you sort of knew what was going through in my mind and you didn't give me that many tasks really during the period of Jan-May 2013 which I really appreciated. Kau pulak dah la final year :') So thank you sebab tak bagi aku banyak kerja. And I just have to say that you were a really awesome naqib. I told Hosni that you should've become the lead naqib earlier. Maybe that's the reason why Nottingham is like this; because I wasn't good enough, wallahualam. I actually envisioned you becoming a really great murabbi in the future, inshaAllah.

Panjangya post ni. Ok, just one last thing. It's about why I requested to become the imam during Isyak at the airport :D

Sebab aku nak bacakan 2 ayat ni untuk kau. Sort of pesanan terakhir aku sebelum kau balik Malaysia:

Al-Baqarah, 2:216

Aku nak kau ingat yang walau apa pun berlaku dalam hidup, bersangka baiklah dengan Allah. Sebab ayat ni membawa mesej yang sangat positif. Dan aku nak kau sentiasa cekal & tabah dengan segala cabaran yang bakal kau hadapi kat Malaysia. It's soooo challenging, so stay strong.

At-Taubah, 9:41

Ayat ni agak popular. Infiru..Berangkatlah.. Berangkatlah Akmal Aliff, baik dengan rasa ringan maupun dengan rasa berat. Jangan berhenti okay. Keep on going & sentiasa jaga hubungan dengan Allah. Kalau rasa down, pergi ziarah ikhwah kat KL tu. Ramai kann.

Okay, tu je kot. Sat lagi nak pergi Manchester dah. Sorry sebab aku tak cakap banyak waktu kat airport. Thinking back, I never really said anything to any of my friends whom I said goodbye to and even if I did, it won't be that much.

Thanks sebab bawa usrah dengan aku for 2 years, thanks sebab jadi usrahmate aku sejak 1st year and thanks sebab selalu peluk aku :')

You always say that I don't hug you back when you give me one. The truth is, you got my hands pinned down most of the time. Huhu.

"I take his hand, holding on tightly..and dreading the moment when I will finally have to let go."

Take care Akmal Aliff. I will see you again inshaAllah...

long night

This is a post dedicated to Ahmad Syafiq Hamzi. This story happened exactly 2 weeks ago when we went to I'tikaf Perdana IKRAM UKE 1434H. Being medical students, people tend to approach us and ask us all these questions about their health..which is fine but it should be noted that we are not qualified yet to be trusted upon.

So he came to me and asked about the sudden onset pain which occurred at the 1st MTP (metatarsaphalangeal joint) which is the joint which your big toe bends at the foot. It was swollen and quite warm. He couldn't recall any trauma or anything that might be causing the pain. My top diagnosis - GOUT.

Because everything that he mentioned to me was very classical of this condition:

1st MTP (common site), sudden onset pain, swollen & hot.

It wasn't that severe when he first presented in the afternoon but after Subuh the following day (on Sunday), it was pretty severe. Everyone already went to sleep because most of us were awake the other night. And Capek was practically limping. He can only mobilised with the help of another person as a support.

(I feel like I'm writing a case report)

He said that the pain was so severe and from what I've learnt about gout in final year is that, the pain can be really dreadful. So, I knew it was time for him to go to A&E (Accidents and Emergencies). 

I was the one who went with him since Hosni had to stay to oversee the programme. And when we arrived, I was surprised that we get to see the nurse pretty quick. I'm sorry Capek but although you were in pain, I was pretty excited to see a real life clinical scenario happening in front of me. All the questions that the nurse asked were relevant and it's technically how I myself would approach the problem. I also told Capek to keep my identity as a medical student a secret since I didn't look forward to being questioned by Leeds consultants. 

After that, he had an X-Ray in which I was..
"What?! That wouldn't show much. You should aspirate it!" 
Lol. All of these were my inner monologues. I guess they just want to do the X-ray to exclude other possible reasons for the pain. 

Then, the long wait comes. It was soooo long, I actually thought Capek was hallucinating :P He had a stronger painkiller (codeine) when we initially arrived which could explain his hallucinations. Me on the other hand, learned to sleep by using my arms to support my head..which actually worked.

After about I don't know for how long, the doctor came and talked to us. It was gout! Yeay, I was right. Haha. And Capek was given diclofenac (strong painkillers) and was told to go to see his GP as soon a possible in which he didn't because he's leaving the UK in the next 2 weeks which is today!

It had always been a dream of Capek to be featured on my blog. So here you go! Lol. He actually said that he had a dream of me writing about him on beingme xp

I knew that you were happy that I came with you to A&E. Well, since you're leaving soon, and even if I had to go to the A&E to spend some time with you before you're back for good in Malaysia, then let it be. You'd do the same right? But you'd be bored to death to hear the medical jargons. Hahaha.

Have a safe flight today! Take care, make lots of doa whist on the flight. Thanks for everything and today, I made your dream come true ;P sort of...

summer sunshine

Hello everyone!

It's Ramadhan as you know it. And of course, I tend to make myself busy in this blessed month hence the reason why being me hasn't been updated for sooo long.

This post is actually about my trip to London last month. I haven't met Aiman Ismail for so long and it was time for me to meet up with some of my friends whom I haven't met during my falling period of Jan-May 2013. Yeap, it's a pretty long period for a self-administered social lockdown. As you've probably read, I was punishing myself for my failures in Nov 2012. 

That's that. Let's talk about the trip :D

Jaulah pre-Ramadhan 1434H

Adlan Wafi - Muhsin - Faiz Sahri - Izzat Fahimuddin - Munir Naqiuddin - Aiman Ismail - Syukri Choki2

(susunan mengikut kedudukan dalam Estima :P)

6-7th July 2013

I arrived in London on Friday, 5th of July. It also marked the first time I arrived in Finsbury Park. I don't know why..but despite the fact that I have so many friends in London (and a lot of them have gone back to Malaysia), I've never actually been there..which is sad in a way because I could have spent time with them during the previous years & we could've done so many things together. Oh well, it is all part of Allah's master plans.

The original plan was for me to hang out in their house for a day and go back to Notts on Saturday. But noooo, instead of that, I became the driver for our Jaulah which also marked the first time I drive in the UK with my full driving licence. 

Us :)

On Sat, 6th of July 2013, here are the things that we did..

Yeap, driving for the first time with a full licence

I went strawberry-picking for the first time. It's something which I've always wanted to do but never got the chance to, until last month

The picnic before the strawberry-picking

Along the way

Them :)

Then, we went punting in Oxford

Violence against a child

Whilst waiting in the queue

Sunshine

I just have to say that I like this photo

Post-punting

And I have to say that Abang Faiz really do have some crazy fun ideas

And on Sun, 7th of July, we went to Ashford because they wanted to go shopping. I wanted to go there just so I can spend time with them, huhu. Later in the afternoon, we went to the demonstration in solidarity with Morsi and Egypt..

We had lunch at Tuk Tuk with ikhwah from Soton

And it was time to return the Estima back to the owner, Pak Cik Azman who happily lent it to us

It should be mentioned though that before we sat at the table, everyone except me was worried that I might miss the train back to Nottingham at 9.30pm. I wasn't worried at all since I can simply catch the next train, heh. They on the other hand were checking their phones for the next possible train and thinking of the best way to get me to London St Pancras Station in the quickest way. So yeah, none of those faces in the photo above were smiling if it was taken a few minutes earlier.

When we arrived at the nearest tube station from Pak Cik Azman's house, I told Syuk that, "Kelakar la, semua orang risau kecuali aku". 

And he replied, "Adlan, inilah yang dinamakan ukhuwah" with a matter-of-fact tone.

I commented, "I know.. and I like it :D".

Long story short, we made it to St Pancras for me to catch the train at 10.30pm and since the ticket that I have wasn't valid for this train, I had to buy a new one. And ikhwah being ikhwah, they just have to buy the ticket for me. So sweet, haha.

And Akmal Hayat was too kind for being the person who picked me up from the station when I arrived on Friday and to send me off on Sunday (alongside Aiman that is).

By the way, our jaulah was showcased in a local newspaper in Malaysia :P

Let me share with you something that I heard from Imam Adam Jamal of Iqra Centre during I'tikaf Perdana IKRAM UKE 1434H last weekend:

"A believer always wants to be with good company"

Well, guess what? You guys are good company. Hopefully, wherever you guys are, you would provide the ambiance and illustrate qudwah hasanah naturally to those around you. So the people around you would experience the good company which I felt when I spent time with you guys.

I've always been jealous with Londoners and their epic jaulah. Cause I don't get to experience that at all. But going on a jaulah with you guys, at least dapat la tempias sikit-sikit, heh. 

And don't you think it's unique how the members of our jaulah are made of? It's made up of people who are BFG (back for good), people who I haven't known that much and people who I've known all along. I'm thankful that I've gotten to know you guys better and thanks for letting me be part of it :)

Alhamdulillah ala kulli haal. Thank you Allah for giving me a great weekend.

And the summer sunshine would bear witness of the times that we spent together during the days leading up to Ramadhan...