Saturday, January 28, 2012
And I also learnt that we actually own nothing in this world. Not a thing! Even our body part (that physically attached to us) is not ours. The fingers, the hand or the leg can gone in a blink of the eyes.
So count the blessing. Bersyukur!
I was sad at the beginning of the year (refers to my melancholic posts). All of a sudden everything needs money- renewing road tax, car broke down, yada-yada and peak of it my phone went kaput. One nice combo. I can help but little and was so worried if husband becoming stress in those money-matter situation. Mat however was very calm. There's always a way, he said. Kept calm and read the Quran. Ya, that's what he did. Literally. And Alhamdullillah, few days later good news start knocking the door. Alhamdullillah. Amazing. And Alhamdulillah.
The house would always in a mess. Big mess. But that means there's people occupying the house. Happy small people. Its not just a house. But a home.
Neighbors will always hear me shouting calling the kids. But that means I am watching my kids. Not just letting them out unsupervised. And ya, they play with the nature most unrainy days. Look after by me. Not bibik.
I sleep late most night. Sewing. But I know that what keeps me alive, makes me happy :)
So, all I can say, to be happy, learn to appreciate thing. Appreciate our body parts. Look at the lover eye or face- parents, husband, wife or kids. They might gone in second. Forgive and give love. Once in a while its okay to complaint but once in a while. Things not always be great but in any kind of situation Allah swt always there. Count the blessing, read the Quran and recite zikrullah to show some gratitude.
I learnt that I am not in control. I learnt that at that situation our lives is above all. I learnt than my job, my title means nothing to me. I learnt that family is valuable than any other thing in this whole wide world. I learnt that only Allah swt, my faith, can help me to overcome everything. I learnt that there is other peoples suffered serious illness than me. I learnt that death wait no one at no specific age. I learnt to praise Allah swt more. I learnt to appreciate every single thing. I learnt that whining, complaining and negativity won't makes you happy. I learnt that I am not in control. I never be in control.
We have to count our blessing to be happy. Look at the bright side. There's always hikmah on everything that happened and Alhamdullilah having to be sick, losing a baby and going for that painful moment of series of chemo treatment really an eye opener. I am still alive to be given second chance to repent, to be back on track, back on the right path. Alhamdullillah for that tremendous chances.
And again thanks to God, Alhamdulillah, to be able to wake up the next morning to serve as a khalifah. We might not be overnight rich. The debt still there. The problem still there. We still have to work. To solve. But just count the blessing. All of that makes we be what we are, the servant of Allah swt.
Friday, January 27, 2012
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
First two was made in Bangi. The last one I made from Kak Arin www.printsini.com. Love, love, love the last one :D
I read somewhere that a good biz card is clear and simple. No need to put much words (description) as card is not a brochure. But in my opinion, a good biz card should actually put description of what activity ure offering- Refer to those plumbing biz card where they ditch in our post box.
I don't know bout other people but I, sometimes just randomly gave my biz card at the mall especially if I see some parents struggling carrying their young one while pushing an empty stroller. Hehee.. (At a times, you have to be muka tebal to sell ;) #protips)
Monday, January 23, 2012
Friday, January 20, 2012
Alhamdullillah, work is good. Good. Alhamdullillah. I love what I'm doing and passionate with the whole thing and its such an addictive, that I need to be in the lab everyday, if I am not sewing, I will cutting fabric or webbing, counting the stocks and raw materials, and I can say that the first and the last thing in my mind would always about work and my daily achievement. Macam tak percaya, sebab all these while, for the past 10years, I've been job-jumping, from one sector to another and I don't find the satisfying of doing particular job (sebab tula asik job-jumping jer..). Not until I work for myself. Mebe because the feeling of sense of belonging is very strong, and I am particularly responsible to the whole thing. I love.. I am in love.. seriously.
And for the year 2012, I somehow think that its about time to be put some serious effort on what I am doing. And I started with label and logo.
Previously the logo is this: --
yang ni sekadar logo di business card je. Not brave enough to realization the logo at the beginning of the business. Takut tak kemana. And when I am strong and sure, I found out that the logo is wee bit colourful (according to the kedai) so I came out with a new logo:
And after showing this to Mat, he said that the logo is an A-okay but not attractive enough. And suddenly (Allhamdullilah , Thank God for the cetusan idea) I decided to omit the 'carrier' and let the LOVE be the carrier instead. :))
I like this logo very much, personnally (I like to make my own decision sbb if it turn bad, I put the blame on me). All logos is made via powerpoint (good apps for a buta-IT person like me.. hehee).
And now its time to print.
Printing was at first is kinda pening kepala. Sebab the usual kedai is so slow to respond my email. Semangat adalah berkobar-kobar and when people slow to respond terus rasa lemau. And I am glad to exchange the point of view regarding this matter with other crafters - Okinokiyo and ItsyDoodles via twitter. Sedikit sebanyak dapat info regarding other suppliers - InsangPari, RibbonBoutique dll.
But I decided to browse tru eBay and ya I found one company doing it. Alhamdullillah. Its kinda cheap so I made two different labels. One is quite big and another one is much smaller.
And ya.. Happy!!!
Then I made a new business cards with the new logo. This is also one happy thing. :)) Normally I made cards at Warta Bangi, those kedai yang 1jam boleh siap. They'll charge RM36 for 1box (front and back prited color).
This time around I made the cards fom Kak Arin - www.printsini.com. They're having an offer so I grabbed the opportunity (knowing bout this from tweet Kak Arin). Cheap: RM26 per box, front and back coloured. And again.. Happy!!!
The best part is semua pun online, so tak pening kepala (with an additional two kids) to go to the kedai.
Alhamdullillah. Hoping for a smooth sailing :))
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Alhamdullilah. Been hibernating myself for the past few days in the sewing lab, for making these carriers.
Al-kisah, all of these are sudden attempt. I made a ring slings previously, You can see the tutorial here: Make you own Ring Slings (Project Refashion).
and there's a few customers asking me, why dont I come out with ring slings. And at that particular of time, I said, being solo-prenuer, its hard for me to do everything with my only two hands.
Later when I sorted the remnant fabrics, I've been thinking that these fabrics should turn out to be something, and suddenly I am thinking to pimp my ring slings (mine is the expensive Sakura Bloom (I bought pre-loved however) but do not have any pocket). And at that time, Thank you Allah swt, for giving me an idea to come out with my own ring slings line - simple design but with handy-pocket (using the designer fabric remnants). Alhamdulillah.
And my personal point of view, every baby-wearer should kept at least a ring slings in a car for any emergency cases. Hamza is 1 half year with 10-11kg (not sure with the figure), I carry him with onbu normally but in a hurry situation when I totally forget to bring along any carrier, the ring slings is such a life saver.
And yes, if you can sew, then go ahead make one for you. If not, feel free to buy from me :))
Me wearing Hamza in RS (somewhere in October'11) where he felt asleep @ Alamanda.
Sunday, January 15, 2012
Friday, January 13, 2012
A window opens.
A curtain pulls back.
The lamp of lovers connect,
not at their ceramic bases,
but in their lightedness.
No lover wants union with the Beloved
without the Beloved also wanting the lover.
Love makes the lover weak,
while the Beloved gets strong.
Lightning from here strikes there.
When you begin to love God, God
is loving you. A clapping sound
does not come from one hand.
A thirsty man calls out, 'Delicious water,
where are you?' while the water moans,
'Where is the water drinker?'
The thirst in our souls is the attraction
put out by the Water itself.
We belong to It,
and It to us.
God's wisdom made us lovers of one another.
In fact, all the particles of the world
are in love and looking for lovers.
Pieces of straw tremble
in the presence of amber.
We tremble like iron filings
welcoming the magnet.
Whatever that Presence gives us
we take in. Earth signs feed.
Water signs wash and freshen.
Air signs clear the atmosphere.
Fire signs jiggle the skillet,
so we cook without getting burnt.
And the Holy Spirit helps with everything,
like a young man trying to support a family.
We, like the man's young wife, stay home,
taking care of the house, nursing the children.
Spirit and matter work together like this,
in a division of labor.
Sweethearts kiss and taste the delight
before they slip into bed and mate.
The desire of each lover is
that the work of the other be perfected.
By this man-and-woman cooperation,
the world gets preserved.
Roses and blue arghawan flowers flower.
Night and day meet in a mutual hug.
So different, but they do love each other,
the day and the night, like family.
And without their mutual alternation
we would have no energy.
Every part of the cosmos is draws toward its mate.
The ground keeps talking to the body,
saying, 'Come back! It's better for you
down here where you came from.'
The streamwater calls to the moisture in the body.
The fiery aether whispers to the body's heat,
'I am your origin. Come with me.'
Seventy-two diseases are caused
by the various elements pulling inside the body.
Disease comes, and the organs
fall out of harmony.
We're like four different birds,
that each had one leg tied in
with the other birds.
A flopping bouguet of birds!
Death releases the binding, and they fly off,
but before that, their pulling is our pain.
Consider how the soul must be,
in the midst of these tensions,
feeling its own exalted pull.
My longing is more profound.
The birds want sweet green herbs
and the water running by.
I want the infinite! I want wisdom.
These birds want orchards and meadows
and vines with fruit on them.
I want a vast expansion.
They want profit and security
of having enough food.
Remember what the soul wants,
because in that, eternity
is wanting our souls!
Which is the meaning of the text,
They love That, and That loves them.
If I keep on explaining this,
the Mathnawi will run to eighty volumes!
The gist is: whatever anyone seeks,
that is seeking the seeker.
No matter if its animal,
or vegetable, or mineral.
Every bit of the universe
is filled with wanting,
and whatever any bit wants,
wants the wanter!
This subject must dissolve again.
Back to Sadri Jahan and the uneducated peasant
who loved him, so that gradually Sadri Jahan
loved the lowly man. But who really
attracted who, whoom, Huuuu?
Don't be presumptuous and say one or the other.
Close your lips. The mystery of loving
is God's sweetest secret.
Keep it. Bury it. Leave it here
where I leave it, drawn as I am
by the pull of the Puller
to something else.
You know how it is. Sometimes
we plan a trip to one place,
but something takes us to another.
When a horse is being broken, the trainer
pulls it in many different directions,
so the horse will come to know
what it is to be ridden,
The most beautiful and alert horse is one
completely attuned to the rider.
God fixes a passionate desire in you,
and then disappoints you.
God does that a hundred times!
God breaks the wings of one intention
and then gives you another,
cuts the rope of contriving,
so you'll remember your dependence.
But sometimes your plans work out!
You feel fulfilled and in control.
That's because, if you were always failing,
you might give up. But remember,
it is by failures that lovers
stay aware of how they are loved.
Failure is the key
to the kingdom within.
Your prayer should be, "Break the legs
of what I want to happen. Humiliate
my desire. Eat me like candy.
It's spring and finally
I have no will."
(Mathnawi, III, 4391 - 4472)
From 'Feeling the Shoulder of the Lion'
Translated by Coleman Barks
By God, we must always have hope.
Faith, itself, consists of fear and hope.
Someone once asked me, “Hope itself is good, but what is this fear?”
I said, “Show me a fear without hope, or a hope without fear. The two are inseparable.”
For example, a farmer plants wheat. Naturally he hopes that wheat will grow.
At the same time he is afraid some blight or drought may destroy it.
So, there is no hope without fear, or fear without hope.
“Things are made clear by their opposite.”
It is impossible to know anything without its opposite,
Although facing the truth is not attractive at first,
the longer one follows it the sweeter it becomes.
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Daripada Ibn Umar RA, Rasullullah saw bersabda:Janganlah memperbanyakkan percakapan selain untuk berzikir kepada Allah swt,maka sesungguhnya banyak bercakap selain daripada berzikir kepada Allah swt itu adalah menyababkan hati seseorang itu menjadi keras.Dan sesungguhnya, sejauh-jauh manusia kepada Allah swt adalah mereka yang berhati keras.Hadith Riwayat At-Tirmizi
In my point of opinion, talking is not just verbally talk. Talk can also be our 'mind talk' - updating our blog, Fb and Twitter statuses in words. I think by now, we really have to think not only twice but thrice before we updating our status. Is it beneficial (to us in the next-life, mostly), or are we turning ourselves away from Allah swt? SubhanAllah..
I know some people might say that this is my blog, Fb or Tweet account, suka hati nak tulis apa, but we have to bear in mind that there's a place where we gonna be responsible with what we said, with what we wrote.
Sometimes I think:
writing about ME is better that writing about other people. Because when we write about other people we are actually backbiting him/her. But then again, writing a lot about ME can change me from being humble to arrogant. I might fall deeply in love with ME and thinking other people is not as good as me. And later I might forget that everything that I own: my ability to spare time to jemaah in surau, to regularly read the Quran , and any good deed that I do, is actually a gift from Allah swt which at anytime He can take it back from me and He can also turn me to become worst than the bad person (Nauzubillahiminzalik !!!)..
Have to always remember that yang Baik itu datangnya dari Allah swt, dah yang buruk itu datangnya dari diri kita sendiri.. Astagrafirullahillazim..
Lets hope that the things we said and wrote will help us to Jannah. InsyaAllah.. Wallahua'lam..
Friday, January 6, 2012
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
What do you guys think? Compare to the old one:
I am making new labels specifically for the carriers. Before this am using the label previously made for the baju kurung which is simple and ya, simple. I wanted to use the blue one but when I sent for 'printing' the kedai said that I need to maximize the color up to only two colors or I have to pay extra for extra colors (the blue label got more than 5 colors according to the kedai). Since I am a bit buta-IT, (I made those label manually using powerpoint) so its hard to change the colors, thus I make a new one.
So, insyaAllah we gonna have new significant labels after this. After a year- Baru rasa berani nak buat one very serious label representing the company. Company.. whoa, that is one very serious word! Hehee..