bertemu dan berpisah

umur baru 17 tahun,2004
6 tahun kemudian,umurpun sudah 23 tahun..agak2 ada beza tak kita,dulu dan sekarang.
Assalamualaikum.

Dengan izin Nya.Sudah 4 tahun,akhirnya.Namun,sebenarnya pengakhiran ini adalah satu permulaan. Permulaan yang penuh dengan dugaan dan rintangan.

Hanya ada dua pilihan,samada menjadi semakin baik atau sebaliknya,hanyut dalam dunia,karam dalam lautan maksiat.Moga kita terus maju.Mari matangkan diri dan pemikiran,be professional.;)& rajin.

Jangan takut,Allah sentiasa ada bersama kita!You'll never walk alone.

You re never alone..

Sometimes, when the world's not on your side
You don't know where to run to
You don't know where to hide.

You gaze, at the stars in the sky
At the mountains so high
Through the tears in your eyes.

Looking for a reason,
to replace what is gone.
Just remember, remember
That you are never alone.

You are never alone
Just reach into your heart
And Allah is always there.
You are never alone
Through sorrow and through grief
Through happiness and peace
You are never alone.

So now as you long for your past
Prepare for your future
But knowing nothings going to last
You see this life is but a road
A straight and narrow path
To our final abode

So travel well O Muslim
And Paradise will be your home
And always remember
That you are never alone.

You are never alone (you are never alone)
Just reach into your heart
And Allah is always there.
You are never alone (Allah is there)
Through sorrow and through grief
Through happiness and peace
You are never alone.

Don't quit

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road your trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and its turns,
As everyone of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about
When they might have won, had they stuck it out.
Don't give up though the pace seems slow, You may succeed with another blow.

Often the struggler has given up
When he might have captured the victors cup;
And he learned too late when the night came down,
How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when your hardest hit,
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit!

p/s: this is the last post in USM.