I have been living for eighteen years as a girl named Sharifah Rabihah. Througout my journey of life, I have met many different kind of people. Each of them carries different kind of personalities. Some were good, some were bad but many of them has touched my life deeply. My parents and siblings are the top people I would put in my list. Syed Mohd Razif, the man of the house. Sharifah Wahida, the woman of my life. Sharifah Raudhah, the best sister you'd ever wanna wish for. Syed Abdullah Redha, the most talented boy I've met. Truthfully, they are better than what I just described above. They inspired me in so many ways and I am just blessed for having them as my family. Other than these loves that I receive at home, there is always this one man who has never failed in winning this heart of mine. Born from a good family background but a very humbled, down to earth man. A guy with black brown hair with an ordinary looking face. He drives his own car everywhere and he never burdened anyone. He is the man who works really hard to get whatever he wants. He is very ambitious, hard-working and when it comes to work or studies, he puts more than 110% of himself into it. He doesn't believe in giving up and to him, everything is possible if you do it with all your heart. A soft-hearted person, a soft-spoken man and a positive-thinking guy. He was only twenty years old when we first met. During the time, I found his maturity a little bit too old for his age. He taught me Mathematics and Science as a tutor when I was fifteen. He is the type of a person who loves making jokes in every of his classes. To be honest, I was actually annoyed listening to his jokes at the beginning. I just thought that his jokes were too silly for me to laugh and also it was because I didn't understand what were his jokes about. As slowly time passed by, I started seeing his great personalities he has in him. To know how likeable and how lovable he is by everyone else have proved me that this man was born gifted. He has the brain and also a good heart. My head was knocked, my heart was told. It was my bad to judge him a bit too early. What was written in my mind about him changed. He made numbers so easy that I actually fell in love with it. His jokes are like the food I eat. We got really close after that. I go up to him whenever I have problems. When I was obligated to make decisions, he was one of the first person I will refer to, just so that he could help me decide. He is the dictionary I would go refer whenever I'm running out of words. I don't trust him because I was forced to. I trust him because my heart trusts him. He is older than me and I know he has experienced so many things in his life. He loves telling me stories about his life and without I realize, all his stories indirectly changed me. I am blessed to see the truth and be a better person. Thank you to him, I appreciate life better and cheerish every second of the breath I inhale. A part of that, Alhamdulillah, I even have stronger belief towards the Almightly. On each night, he would advise me to live better in the morning. His strong belief towards the religion never gave me doubts about changing to a better muslim. I am more than grateful to have someone like him that could lead me to a blessed beautiful life. He is a friend, a teacher, another half of mine and he is Anas Abd Rasid. We share so many stories and secrets together. I can always count on him as easy as one two three and he knows that he can always count on me back like three two one. We share certain things in common in terms of life and family, that's why we could get along quite well. His family is lucky to have a son like him, his siblings are blessed to have a brother like him, his friends are adored to have a friend like him, his students are envied to have a teacher like him and I am more than all that to meet him in my life. Kindness, patience, sincerity, honesty defined him too well that those are the reasons I respect and love him so much. I really look up to him as he is one of the greatest influence I have in my life.
Sunday, April 17, 2011
I have been living for eighteen years as a girl named Sharifah Rabihah. Througout my journey of life, I have met many different kind of people. Each of them carries different kind of personalities. Some were good, some were bad but many of them has touched my life deeply. My parents and siblings are the top people I would put in my list. Syed Mohd Razif, the man of the house. Sharifah Wahida, the woman of my life. Sharifah Raudhah, the best sister you'd ever wanna wish for. Syed Abdullah Redha, the most talented boy I've met. Truthfully, they are better than what I just described above. They inspired me in so many ways and I am just blessed for having them as my family. Other than these loves that I receive at home, there is always this one man who has never failed in winning this heart of mine. Born from a good family background but a very humbled, down to earth man. A guy with black brown hair with an ordinary looking face. He drives his own car everywhere and he never burdened anyone. He is the man who works really hard to get whatever he wants. He is very ambitious, hard-working and when it comes to work or studies, he puts more than 110% of himself into it. He doesn't believe in giving up and to him, everything is possible if you do it with all your heart. A soft-hearted person, a soft-spoken man and a positive-thinking guy. He was only twenty years old when we first met. During the time, I found his maturity a little bit too old for his age. He taught me Mathematics and Science as a tutor when I was fifteen. He is the type of a person who loves making jokes in every of his classes. To be honest, I was actually annoyed listening to his jokes at the beginning. I just thought that his jokes were too silly for me to laugh and also it was because I didn't understand what were his jokes about. As slowly time passed by, I started seeing his great personalities he has in him. To know how likeable and how lovable he is by everyone else have proved me that this man was born gifted. He has the brain and also a good heart. My head was knocked, my heart was told. It was my bad to judge him a bit too early. What was written in my mind about him changed. He made numbers so easy that I actually fell in love with it. His jokes are like the food I eat. We got really close after that. I go up to him whenever I have problems. When I was obligated to make decisions, he was one of the first person I will refer to, just so that he could help me decide. He is the dictionary I would go refer whenever I'm running out of words. I don't trust him because I was forced to. I trust him because my heart trusts him. He is older than me and I know he has experienced so many things in his life. He loves telling me stories about his life and without I realize, all his stories indirectly changed me. I am blessed to see the truth and be a better person. Thank you to him, I appreciate life better and cheerish every second of the breath I inhale. A part of that, Alhamdulillah, I even have stronger belief towards the Almightly. On each night, he would advise me to live better in the morning. His strong belief towards the religion never gave me doubts about changing to a better muslim. I am more than grateful to have someone like him that could lead me to a blessed beautiful life. He is a friend, a teacher, another half of mine and he is Anas Abd Rasid. We share so many stories and secrets together. I can always count on him as easy as one two three and he knows that he can always count on me back like three two one. We share certain things in common in terms of life and family, that's why we could get along quite well. His family is lucky to have a son like him, his siblings are blessed to have a brother like him, his friends are adored to have a friend like him, his students are envied to have a teacher like him and I am more than all that to meet him in my life. Kindness, patience, sincerity, honesty defined him too well that those are the reasons I respect and love him so much. I really look up to him as he is one of the greatest influence I have in my life.
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