KEKURANGAN BUKAN PENGHALANG KEJAYAAN

Alhamdulillah.. On 12th November 2017, I've given the chance to be one of the p.i.c in "Pertandingan Motivator Idol Oku Intervarsiti 2017" which had been held from 8.30 a.m till 5.30 p.m. In this event I meet lots of friend from other universities. These friends of mine are special. They're really special in fact they teach me a lot of thing about life.

Sebagai insan yang dilahirkan cukup sifatnya, kita selalu lupa untuk bersyukur dan mudah berputus asa. Cepat saja kita mahu mengalah apabila kita diuji atau hati kita ini dibolak balikkan. Kita mudah goyah.

Kekurangan? Semua orang mempunyai kekurangan. Tiada manusia yang sempurna di muka bumi ini. Tapi seharusnya kita bersyukur. Kita diberi nikmat oleh Allah untuk melihat, mendengar, berlari dan bercakap. Dengan nikmat yang diberikan inilah sepatutnya kita gunakan untuk mengapai kejayaan yang diimpikan. Jangan mudah menyerah! Akan tetapi, bangkitlah kembali apabila kita berasa lemah. Berdoalah pada Allah agar kita diberikan kekuatan untuk mengaharungi segala apa jua bentuk rintangan dalam kehidupan.

Lihatlah sahabat-sahabat saya ini. Terukir senyuman yang lebar di wajah masing-masing. Meskipun mereka ini insan yang istimewa akan tetapi itu tidak dijadikan alasan atau halangan buat mereka untuk terus mencapai kejayaan dan mengorak langkah untuk mencipta sejarah di masa hadapan.

Suka untuk saya berkongsi kata-kata daripada Mahasiswa OKU UKM, Ong Boon Siong "Kita ada otak untuk menyelesaikan masalah. Gunakannya."

Masalah itu timbul bukanlah untuk menyusahkan kehidupan kita. Akan teatpi, ianya adalah untuk mematangkan kita dalam menjalani kehidupan. Janganlah menjadikan kekurangan atau masalah itu sebagai alasan untuk mencapai kejayaan.

Berusaha dan terus berusaha. Don't you ever give up till you reach the finishing line.

NAJWA ZUHAIRI

Poetry: I don't know

I hate it.
I hate it when I can't feel anything,
I'm not depressed,
I'm not happy,
Neither do I sad.
I just feel nothing.

People see me smiling,
They see me laughing,
They see me live my life,
Wild and free.
But the truth is,
Deep inside my heart,
I feel nothing.
I bottled up all my thoughts.
I locked away all my feelings.
And now I forget how to open up the bottle.
I forget where did I put the key.

I don't know if the bottle will open up again,
I don't know if the key will be found,
I don't know.
I just don't know.

Poetry: I thought

I thought I was strong,
To fight you,
To push you,
To yell at you,
To cry over you,
But I was wrong.
I can't fight you,
I can't push you,
I can't yell at you,
I can't cry over you,
Because,
You always,
Find a way to get me,
Over and over again.

Poetry: Sick

I'm staring at the wall,
Make it burnt a hole,
A big hole.
Seeing the hole,
People start whispering,
They start gossiping,
They start assuming,
They start making conclusion,
I'm sick.
Sick of people talking,
Sick of all this noise,
Sick of the perfection.
I want to be fault,
I want to be guilt,
I want to be haunt,
To be the one,
That can kill them all.

Poetry: Dreams

I get laughed,
I get ignored,
I often feel trapped,
And kept my thought stored.
People can be cruel and mean,
And this is what we called as,
Reality.
They told me to stop,
They forced me to gave up,
But I'm not that weak,
I'm not what they think.
Life is like the waves,
There's up,
And down.
But I stand brave,
And swim through the horrendous life,
As I took along the crap.
I may feel exhausted,
And totally drained,
But it's worth it,
To see your dream,
Isn't fantasy anymore.
I know what I want,
And I won't stop trying.
Quitting?
Never exist in my dictionary.
For now,
I'm flying,
Searching for my right identity.
I may fail,
And broke my wings.
No matter what,
I won't stop till I reach my dreams.

Poetry: Us

Dig down deep,
Knife that causes scars,
It can't be healed,
Locked between the bars.

Band aids could cover,
Never really heal.
Pain and loneliness,
What only I could feel.

No turning back,
Never leaves my side,
All those promises,
Broken down my pride.

Can't escape the misery,
I'll be living in this cage,
And for the rest of my life,
I'll rip our story's page.

There's nothing such us,
In the memories land.

Us,
Never exist.
Neither you,
Nor I.

Poetry: I wish

I wish this would stop,
I wish you would stop.
It hurts,
It hurts me,
I'm dying inside,
slowly.
Every piece of me tearing,
shredding into nothing.
But that's the thing,
I don't want,
I don't want to be nothing.
I want to be something,
Something in this world.
I want it so bad.
I know I'll be okay.
It'll be okay.