Archive for September 13th, 2008

Happy B’day Dad!

Posted by: NazGal

September 13th, 2008 >> Personal

Hey!! Well its been quite some time since i actually sat down and blog. And so planned to pen down something today…

Firstly would like to Wish my daddy a Many Many Many More Happy Returns of the Day! Even though I’m not close to him and he is a strict daddy and all.. Deep down my heart, he is still the most best daddy anyone could get!  Nth much of a party and all as he does not like all that.. And so.. Mummy have some special menus for him for tonight… :P

As for me..I’m kinda lost in what to start writing in my new blog. As nothing much is going here as of now.. Slept around 3am plus yst and mum was actually trying to wake me up arnd 5+ for sahar.. But to no avail.. :D I woke up @ 6am.. Hahaha.. and subuh was already over.. Went back to sleep by 6.45am.. & Finally woke up @ 10am.. The moment i woke up.. I stared at the ceiling and ask ” NAZ WHAT R U DOING AT BED WHEN U R SUPPOSE TO DO E ASSIGNMENT???” Oh gosh.. My assignment is really driving me crazy.. Even though its only like 30 %.. That 30 % really means alot to me…

— €> Discuss the impact of divorce on children and strategies to help children cope with this effects.

Well yeah!! That is my topic.. Seems easy.. But there are loadz and loadz to write..And meeting with the criterias my institute is expecting etc etc… Its pretty tough to put up an essay with limitation of 2500 words.. plus and minus 100…with all the necessary points..   As when i’m writing.. I’m stucked halfway and would be wondering.. Am i going in the right track??? Haha…. Well i’ve got exactly abt 4 days to finish.. & I think i can do it.. Having missed most of my lectures.. It had brought down my confidence level for this term. Felt like i have miss soo many things..and definitely have so many things to buck up! Unlike previously.. I was able to manage with everything..

Was talking to Mummy abt work yst.. So many things which i felt i could not handle it anymore and it is really affecting my studies.. I told her that i could not take it anymore.. So many friends have been advising me and all i said is abt boundaries i have and not hurting my family members and all..They could see it for themselves all the stress and depressions am going thru.. Losing of concentrations and interests… I gave a deep thought yst.. Hey peepz.. Did accumulate all the advices you gave into considerations. :S …. Decided to call it a quit!(But don’t know when..) Wow! 3 days of leaves have made a change.. Kekeke.. Well yeah!! Had a small chat with my cousin sis who is my HR manager and she would help me explaining it to my BOSS… But then am giving myself about 2-3 weeks to decide on what i’m gonna do if suppose i quit.. Cos i’ve got my own expenses to take care off.. For both my studies and me.. And i can’t be relying on my parents all the time.. Still have my bro and sis in the q.. And also i need enough savings if i’m gonna further my studies aboard….

Plans for today… Nth much.. Dropping by library to continue with my assignments.. For the next week its gonna be very blunt for me… Its gonna be like work – assignment – work – assignment .. etc etc.. And for the love i have for my fellow colleagues..(Ppl from HR i meant) I need to give a proper handover to them in order for the work flow to go smoothly.. Cos i know how it is like when a messy handover had been given…

Thats all for today!!!

Regards,
One & Only
NazGaL

A beautiful Heart.. is a must read…

Posted by: NazGal

September 13th, 2008 >> General, Stories

The more hurt and pain you have gone thru in life, the stronger and more

beautiful your heart will be…..

One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley.

A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it. Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen. The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart.

Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said, “Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine.” The crowd and the young man looked at the old man’s heart. It was beating strongly, but full of scars, it had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in, but they didn’t fit quite right and there were several jagged edges. In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces missing.

The people stared. How can he say his heart is more beautiful?? they thought. The young man looked at the old man’s heart and saw its state and laughed. “You must be joking,” he said. “Compare your heart with mine, mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears.”

“Yes,” said the old man, “Yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love – I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart, but because the pieces aren’t exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared. Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away, and the other person hasn’t returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges – giving love is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too, and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?”

The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man with trembling hands.

The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man’s heart. It fit, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges.

The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man’s heart flowed into his.

They embraced and walked away side by side.
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