DO NOT SACRIFICE YOUR OWN PEACE FOR THE HAPPINESS OF ANOTHER
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DO NOT SACRIFICE YOUR OWN PEACE FOR THE HAPPINESS OF ANOTHER
Laa tahzan, innallaha ma'ana
Aku senantiasa tidak akan bersedih yaa Allah, bantulah aku untuk selalu mengingat-Mu dalam tiap degup jantung.. (via tiga-pagar)
How does it feel to always be the second option?
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Men fight great but Women are great fighters. Original by âWe are planets passing byâ
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Suatu ketika saat saya menjadi mahasiswi tingkat tiga, saya dan teman-teman sekelas terlambat mengumpulkan dua laporan praktik dengan alasan tidak bisa membagi waktu karena mengejar tenggat pengumpulan Proyek Akhir. Bagi beberapa orang, laporan masing-masing sudah selesai namun budaya yang ada di jurusan kami adalah âtidak saling meninggalkanâ sehingga kami memutuskan untuk menunggu hingga selesai semua. Singkat cerita, laporan ini kami kumpulkan setelah terlambat satu bulan dan mendapat tamparan keras dari pengajar-pengajar yang bersangkutan. Dosen A memberi nilai atas laporan kami pada batas minimal dan Dosen B memberi nilai sesuai apa yang kami kerjakan. Nilai yang sesuai itu adalah, nilai gagal bagi yang menjiplak laporan orang lain. Lebih dari setengah mahasiswa di kelas kami menjadi tersangka. Rata-rata melakukan penjiplakan antar dua hingga tiga orang sehingga nilai untuk satu laporan dibagi untuk ketiga orang tersebut, yang hasilnya menjadi nilai E untuk tiap orang. Bagi para pembaca yang familiar dengan peraturan akademik kampus saya pasti tahu apa arti nilai E, ya dropout meskipun hanya satu nilai. Ucapan dari saya dan beberapa teman yang lain untuk mengingatkan tentang pentingnya mengerjakan laporan dengan mandiri bukan sekali duakali diucap, tapi kemalasan mungkin saat itu sedang menguasai mereka. Beruntung diakhir keputusan mereka aman dari DO.
Saya juga bukan orang suci yang tidak pernah melakukan kecurangan, tapi saya berusaha untuk tidak lagi melakukan hal tersebut. Memiliki ketertarikan dibidang jurnalistik saat remaja membuat saya senang membaca dan menulis. Jurnalistik melatih saya untuk mencari dan mengolah data sehingga menjadi suatu informasi yang komunikatif. Saya dilatih untuk merangkum apa yang saya baca. Disamping itu, saya terlatih untuk membuat paragraf sendiri selama setidaknya empat tahun di tempat kursus Bahasa Inggris setiap minggu. Pengalaman-pengalaman tersebutlah yang membuat hati kecil saya selalu merasa bersalah ketika saya melakukan kecurangan dan geram ketika tulisan saya dijiplak tanpa izin dan tidak dengan etika yang benar (pencantuman sumber).
Kejadian yang akhir-akhir ini mengganggu hati saya adalah, teman-teman seakan tidak jera dengan pengalaman pahit tersebut. Meskipun hanya laporan, hanya landasan teori, hanya daftar pustaka, mengapa sangat mudah untuk menjiplak? Bahkan tanpa penulisan ulang maupun pencantuman sumber. Kejadian setelahnya justru membuat saya ingin marah. Ketika saya mengingatkan, dengan cara baik-baik, mengapa masih ada oknum lain yang seakan berkata bahwa saya terlalu memiliki tulisan saya sendiri? Jelas itu tulisan saya, saya berhak menuntut setidaknya penjelasan dari seorang plagiat. Anda siapa? Membela seorang penjiplak dan mengatasnamakan tindakan anda sebagai bahan candaan. Kalau saya dinilai ber-ego tinggi, maka saya akan menilai anda sebagai yang tidak bisa menghargai orang lain.
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I canât.
I canât see you in your eyes.
I canât feel your presences.
I canât laugh to your jokes.
I canât agree to your principles.
I canât hear your words.
I just canât.
iâm gonna say this:
I hate stupid people who do not use their brains and common senses.
Cerita #1; There are something they do not know.
âKenapa kamu masuk Polman?â
That was the first question that made me think for awhile since i chose this school on my own. The motives? idk.
I was so eager to pursue art, but in the middle i got distracted and chose engineering instead. My grade was not the best but it was not bad, and it seems that i had to take the engineering in order to get my grade as handy as possible. I was aiming for something i was not sure.
I was thinking of taking Geology Engineering or Material Science. But my mother never really agreed for choosing Geology, her major, as my major. She said the field work was already giving her a hard time and did not want her children felt the same way. In short, i was on the right track with Material Science.
Enrolling in University was hard as i thought it would be and i was holding on a backup plan, enroll to Polytechnic instead. I did not do my paper test well to go to Uni i was aiming, ITB. Deep down in my heart, i already knew that i was never meant to go to Uni. Gratefully, my high school grades were good enough to make me go to the Polytechnic.
I was taking the Precision Tools Design, and did not take any second choice major. It was either âIâm in that majorâ or âI wonât go at allâ, even âtake itâ or âleave itâ. And again, gratefully they took me in.
I never told my parents that i enrolled to Polytechnic. Literally none information until i got my first announcement to go to the physical-health test, and that was when i told my mom. The next few weeks i got a news that i was one of the lucky students that they accepted.Â
My father, who never had a good terms with me, got angry because i chose the Polytechnic rather enrolled to Uni. He said bad things, some word that other parents would not say to their children. I was pretty pissed off, like hell. But who cared? I still went to this major.
The next question that made my heart went shrinking was:
âApakah orang tuamu mendukung kamu kuliah disini?â
and my answer was:
âYa, mereka mendukung saya sepenuhnya.â
While in fact, i was in fight with my father and he did not want to give any money for my first tuition. He said worst things about me that even were not relevant to the case. He just blew things off really bad until my patience worn out.
What if i answered it with the truth? Would they accept me in any way?
Because there are things they do not know, and i am glad that i said that.
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HELLO TUMBLR IâM DEFINITELY BACK
O Allah, please take me to your love and mercy. Help me to forget this world, and show me my way to reach Your jannah. O Allah, please fill my heart to love you and replace him that i should not have loved more than You.
Being black didnât degrade Bilal. Being Arab didnât save Abu Lahab. Arabs has no superiority over non-Arabs.
(via kitab-alf-layla-wa-layla)
Neither Ahok
But why is it that you doubt the power of a sincere dua? What happened that you already look for entire forests when it was only yesterday you planted a tree?
ibtasem // ÙÙŰȘ - âtimeâ (via ibtasem)
Hijab in 2016
My biggest accomplishment in 2016 was having the courage and strength to wear hijab. I never thought I was strong enough to do so, but anything is possible with Allah (swt) on your side. So my message to all my brothers and sisters is: make dua'a every single day and ask Allah (swt) to help you and make you strong enough. Inshallah we will all reach our goals for 2017, especially the religious ones. Ameen
Aaaamiiiinđ
We need to learn to pray with our focus on Allah. Not on our problems.
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What took you away from your Allah,
Who planted a beating heart into your empty ribcage and inspired a livid soul inside your body?
What made you forget about your Allah,
Who created you when you were nothing and turned you into everything?