A Letter to the Darkness.

Dear darkness, my old friend,

I've come to talk with you again, 

because a vision softly creeping, 

left its seeds while I was sleeping.

In restless dreams I walked alone, silently,

along the narrow streets of cobblestone,

waiting for someone to accompany me,

but none are coming towards me.

In the naked light I saw thousands of people,

maybe more and more, coming to the crowd,

I saw people talking without speaking, 

people hearing without listening.

I saw them too, the people who work hard for their artworks,

the musicians and the writers; 

gathering at the end of the cobblestone corner,

as they wrote songs that voices never share, 

writing poems that sounds never reveal.

my glance then,

went to a group of children within their smiles,

playing their toys on the roadside of cobblestone,

wishing for happiness to not be taken away,

for them to grow up enjoying their childhood days.

but still, no one dared disturb the sound of silence, 

even take a glance on them, no one dared,

except that one girl,

the one that talk to the darkness before.

because she was lonely walking alone the street of cobblestone,

as her wish; she wanted so badly to break the chain of the sound of silence,

by forming the words,  uttering a sentence,

and echoed in the wells of silence.

but then, she woke up from dreaming along the street of cobblestone, 

and she end up whispering instead of talking in the sounds of silence, 

And the vision that was planted in my brain, 

Still remains within the sound of silence.

sincerely and copyrighted wrote by : A girl who dream for a breaking free. :)

Mita Ari

claims: The owner of these pictures. 

A Memorable Volunteering for Twins of Faith 2012.

I MISSED YOU GUYS SO BADLY!

THOSE MEMORIES IN ARTIST ZONE WAS REALLY MEANINGFUL AND WILL ALWAYS BE AN UNFORGETTABLE MEMORY OF MINE!

I"M SORRY TO SAY THIS, EVEN ARTIST ZONE IS A FAILURE, 

BUT YOU GUYS WERE AWESOME! YOU GUYS ARE SO ROCK TO THE MAX!

I HOPE FOR EACH EVERYONE OF US MAY ALWAYS BE AT THE BEST STATE OF IMAN AND HEALTH!

Hope to see you guys again as the Volunteers of Artist Zone

 in this upcoming 2013 Twins of Faith!

Amin.:)

There are times when family are like strangers, and strangers are like family.
Long lives our old days of being together :)

Tandus.

Aku ingin tandus dalam pasir yang menyelut,

Aku ingin hilang dalam pekatnya malam,

Aku ingin lari menembusi ruang masa,

Agar bisa aku berdiri tanpa usungan sesiapa.

Hingarnya dunia tidak dapat aku bendung,

Manusia bertelagah kata sesama mereka,

Anjing kurap kelihatan beradu seperti raja,

dan mereka di hujung sana,

Masih gagah membebani sang kota raya.

Ingin sekali aku teriakkan,

Kata-kata puitis di cuping telinga,

insan-insan yang jiwanya sedang bergelora,

agar bisa menenangkan seketika,

lajunya warna hitam melitupi hati mereka,

membenarkan dunia senyap tanpa kata.

~Sedang berimaginasi dengan permainan politic..Esok ada final exam paper untuk subject Government and Politic.. Mohon doakan aku~

Mita Ari

Kapitalisma Hidup.

Erti hidup tu ada dimana-mana,

walau dibawah jambatan di tengah hiruk pikuk kota Jakarta,

walau dalam diri  si anak kecil di seberang sana,

yang mengemis di jalanan bagi meneruskan hukum karma,

demi mencari erti kehidupan.

dunia mereka masih sama seperti kehidupan kita,

cuma masih punya beza yang ketara,

Kapitalist di sana lebih berleluasa,

negara kita pun apa kurangnya.

golongan yang di atas semakin hidup berlimpah emas dan permata,

tetapi golongan kita yang lelah mengerah tenaga,

mengejar sisa-sisa si Kapitalist dunia dengan bermodalkan tulang empat kerat,

agar perut terisi dan keperluan dapat disedia pabila mata terbuka,

saban hari sehingga menjadi rutin yang parah..

Sampai bila harus begini??

yang kaya raya semakin mengecapi kemewahan yang tiada sudahnya,

yang dibawah  terus-terusan dianggap bebanan,

sehingga punya label gelandangan,

 seperti pelarian yang menggendong anaknya.

negara kita bukan seperti Indonesia pada mulanya,

Sungguh negara kita juga bukanlah sekaya Amerika,

tetapi sekarang semuanya tampak sama,

kita dan Indonesia sudah tiada beza,

Kapitalist punca utama,

sehingga kini masih bermaharajalela..

Mahu mencari Erti Hidup??

Jakarta la tempat terbaik bagi kita,

tidak percaya??

mereka punya nilai yang sangat berbeza dengan kita,

kerana mereka punya kehidupan yang lengkap dalam sistem piramid manusia.

jelajahlah ke seluruh dunia,

bagi mencari erti hidup yang sebenar,

mulakan dengan Jakarta,

kota yang penuh dengan Drama,

mulai dengan kehidupan sekecil-kecil kehidupan yang terpinggir,

sehingga sebesar-besar pangkat dan darjat manusia.

Jakarta sama seperti ibu kota kita,

penggabungan manusia seluruh pelusuk dalam negara,

tapi mereka punya lebih nilai dan ragam yang terpelihara,

yang mampu beri kesedaran pada kita..

Ingat, mencari erti hidup bukan dengan pergi jelajah ke seluruh dunia,

membabi buta,

dimana mata hanya dibawa menjamah kehidupan Kota,

yang penuh kaya raya,

membeli belah di deretan kedai ternama,

Bukan...

pergi la ke pinggiran kotanya,

disana kehidupan lebih bermakna,

Sesudah di Jakarta, jelajah sampai ke negara Cina,

pasti anda punya erti hidup yang sebenar..

khatam satu lagi buku yang bernyawa Jakarta..

luahan rasa usai membaca konspirasi dunia..

Live, Life, Learn..:)

Mita Ari

Mohon tiada Plagiarisma:)

Aku.

Kita terimbau kembali zaman itu,

Bangun pagi dengan senyuman di bibir,

Kau duduk mendagu di meja menunggu kopi pekat dari aku,

Kau suka kopi yang aku bancuh,

Aku gembira.

Petang itu kita bermain layang-layang,

Seperti biasa di taman lapang kesukaan kita,

Kita berlari gembira mengejar sang lelayang,

Yang terbang tinggi meninggalkan sang pemuja.

Kita sama-sama sarung “tight” warna hitam,

Baju kotak-kotak merah hitam,

Menuju tempat pertama kali mata bertentang,

Muzik underground, “live band” dekat Serdang.

Malam itu, kita sedondon lagi,

Aku senyum penuh bahagia.

Tapi itu dulu.

Kini, Kopi yang aku bancuh,

Kau kata tawar tiada rasa,

Layang-layang yang biasa kita terbangkan dulu,

Kini hanya tinggal bayang-bayang,

Muzik rancak yang bisa semarakkan jiwa kita dulu,

Kau kata bosan tanpa punya erti apa-apa.

Tanpa aku,

Kau masih teguh seperti kau adanya aku dahulu,

Cuma aku, yang sudah rapuh, berdiri pun tidak mampu,

Kerana aku yang membenarkan diri aku,

Lemas dalam kenangan dulu.

~Aku : Sekarang~

Mita Ari

Mengharapkan ianya satu Mimpi.

Mimpi itu bermain lagi. Dalam tidur semalam. Hari-hari sebelumnya juga. Kau dan aku, kita sama-sama terbang ke Syurga. Menggapai bahagia. Senyuman terukir penuh suka. Bom pemangsa bertukar rupa. menjadi bunga api yang bertebaran sini sana. Kita duduk bersama, di suatu sudut yang sunyi tanpa suara. Kita mula bertukar cerita, kita kongsi gembira, kita luah derita. 

Derita itu, hanya antara kita..

Aku sandar di bahu kau, menangis kerana sedih. Engkau sebak menahan sakit penuh pedih. Kau dakap aku, kau usap belakang dadaku, kau elus lembut juraian rambut ku. Kau mengharap agar dakapan dan usapan itu boleh menenangkan lara di hati aku. Aku bisu tanpa kata. Kau mula menarik nafas lega untuk seketika.  sebelum sangkaan tadi meleset jauh. Kau mula rasa gundah, bila esakan sebak  yang semakin rancak. memecah ruang dan menusuk cuping telinga. Kita tidak cukup petah untuk menahan sengsara, menjadi mangsa perang dunia, yang tak pernah sudah. Walau  keturunan sudah dimamah usia.

Derita itu hanya kita yang rasa..

Sampai bila?? Semoga doa kita didengari yang maha Esa. Membalas segala kejahatan sang durjana. yang ingin merobek maruah Islam di dunia. Aku terus menahan derita, ditemani doa dan air mata, tapi semangat aku semakin membara, untuk membebaskan maruah kita yang tercalar, daripada keadaan dunia, yang tidak lagi bahagia. InsyaAllah. Semoga Allah permudahkan segala. untuk mereka yang sedang bergolak derita, menjadi mangsa Israel laknatulah dunia.

Allahuakbar!!

~schubert serenade~

An Awaken of Mine :)

For many miles, we travelled, and travelled and travelled until we reach at a phase that we could not even think where else we should go and when we should stop.  I take a deep breath, and then I close my eyes and dream quietly of breaking free. I dream of breaking every single chain that has ever held me. I cut them. I throw glass cups against the wall. Every vase shatters, and then I’m set free. Indeed I am on my long way to get the real freedom and peace in life.  I am tired of travelling alone seeking for my purpose of living in this world. 

Since I was born in 1990, I am always being the one that brings the joy and grief to my family.  My mother told me that, I am always the scallywag and also a curing to my family.  I have been raised beautiful and pleasantly by a raised freckles mother. I have six siblings and I am the fifth one.  My mother never fails to fullfil every single thing that she knows what is needed by her childs. I get almost everything that I want in life.  And of course I am being grateful enough for that. I am the one that is always rebel to everything that being said by my mother.  I am stubborn and uncontrolled type of person.  Yeah, tell me who is never rebel and fight back to whatever words utter from your parents’ mouth right? My childhood wasn't that tough because I have been born in the year in which my family has stabilize their life.  I mean like, yes so far me and my sisters and brothers got enough needs and my mother never starve us to death.  So I don’t have many problems with my life until I was graduated from my high school.  Here, where everything is begun.

I believe that each of us have been reached at a stage of when you thought of losing your purpose of life.  So do I, I kept travelled with my life course to find the real purpose of living but I am fail to meet it until I am 20 years old.  I was running the whole way of my 20 years old life to look for what was the purpose of living in this world.  After I got my SPM result, I have been offered to do my diploma in one of the university in Sarawak.  I have been spending three years of my life living in the world of growing up independently.  And here where I started to question myself what was the purpose of living in this world?  I start to feel something  missing in my life. I just did not know what is that I have been looking for but I just knew that I live in the half empty and dim life.  But one thing for sure I just knew that I was looking for an eternal happiness and the serenity of my heart.

Back on the year 2010, on an early bird of a lovely morning of mine, I realize about what is exactly that I have been looking for all this time.  I have been looking for God my whole life. The missing in my heart is God.  The purpose of living in this world is the Al-Quran and As-Sunnah as the guidance that I have been leaving for many years.  It’s hard to describe the feeling at that time. Imagine living your entire life in a cave and believing it was your whole world. Then suddenly you step outside. For the first time in your life, you see the sky.  You see the trees and the birds and the sun. For the first time in your life, you realize that the world you once knew was fake. For the first time, you discover a Truer, more beautiful Reality. Imagine the high of that realization. For a moment, you feel you can do anything. Suddenly, nothing from your previous life in the cave matters. You become empowered, fully awake, fully alive, fully aware for the very first time. It is an unexplainable feeling. This is the spiritual high that comes with newly discovered truth.

This is awakening of mine.  A convert to Islam knows this feeling. A born Muslim who comes back to the deen knows this feeling. Any human being, who lives their life away from God, and returns, knows this feeling, but me I just didn’t know it before.  When we study those things that we all seek, in life, in a companion, in everything, we’ll find that both the believer and the atheist are actually just seeking God. See, God is the designer. Whether you’re an atheist or a believer, God is the designer of your needs, your affinities, your inclinations. 

The truth is, when we thought we were looking for a good education or a good job or a lot of money or a lot of fame, we were really just looking for God. So it is no wonder that we got disappointed when the examination result, the job, the money or the fame didn’t fill our need or our emptiness.  Even that emptiness itself was created for a purpose, to drive us to fill it. The problem is we try to fill it with the wrong things. Everything inside us was created to enable our journey to find the true fill, to find Him. Ironically even shaytan and the nafs; if reacted to correctly can become a means to reach Him.  Shaytan and the nafs are our enemies. True. But how can I protect myself from them? Can the people help? Can money help? Can worldly power or weapons help protect me from our greatest enemies? Where is the only shelter from both shaytan and our nafs? The only shelter is in Allah s.w.t.

So, at the end of year 2011, I decided to change myself slowly bit by bit from bad to good and from a good Muslim to a better Muslimm.  I started to get involved with all the religious activities, I read many spiritual and inspiring books and I started to rebuild my inner self slowly in order to be a good Muslim. I am not ready yet to show the changes of mine on my appearance because I am not that good as a Muslim yet, but one thing for sure someday I will go for it.  I always held to what my mother said, “When you chased after the akhirat, InsyaAllah the dunya will come after us.”

To all those suffering from sadness or depression, know that it is not your fault. It is not because you are weak. It is not because you are just not grateful enough. It is not because you are just not religious enough. It is not because you do not have enough faith. It is not because God is angry with you. To all the well-meaning people who tell you this, just smile. And know deep in your heart that the tests of God come in different forms to different people. And know that, by the help of God, every test can become a tool to get closer to Him. And that, verily, with hardship come ease, and like all things of this world, this too shall pass. So, to me when you thought the storm, the ocean, the fear, the sadness, the mistakes, the loss, the brokenness was all bad for you, actually it really was only a means. It was all a vehicle to make you seek Him. To bring you back. To bring you back to completion, to happiness, to life. To bring you back to where you began. To bring you back to all that you really seek. To bring you back to Him, Allah s.w.t.

At last, yes this is a monotonous story of mine.  But for what it is worth, I have come to a full circle in being a reborn Muslim. And one thing for sure, changing from bad to good was not half bad then, and I am glad it happened.

#Remember, There's always a shade of grey between black and white. 

Sincere : saya:)

MEMORIES :)

The days I spent with you are like a tape I play, rewind, play, rewind, and play. Whenever I remember something new, I feel as though you touched me on the cheek. I miss you as the grass awaits the wind, Or as the morning sky awaits the sun.

Although I look for you in every doorway, I find only the darkness in my heart. You’re the one in whom I most confide, The inner ear I talk to through the day, The flesh I need when I must have my way, The world where I am home when I’m inside. And even more, I find my pleasure, too, From seeing the delight you take in me, The comfort, quiet joy, and ecstasy That it is my gift to give to you.

No matter what our troubles, I still love you that is something that maybe I regret to say, As though a part of me were also you. Life isn't easy, but I know without you. There will be bitterness in all I do. I feel the broken heaven in my heart, The blight that will outlast the years of healing, The darkness underneath all time and art, The pain that from within there’s no concealing. We were so much in love when we first met, A river that would reach, in time, the sea. We ought not let despair turn to regret, But be through choice what love chose us to be. No love can last except it be through will. Were wastelands in our path, I’d love you still. 

I went back in my heart the other day, But nothing in there struck me as my own. Strange how life moves on, and what we cherish Turns to something alien in our hands. And later, when we try to comprehend it, It fades into the twilight of our tears. I woke again upon a sunny morning, Alive to what I hoped would be a song. You were yesterday, which I remembered As though it were a year or two ago. So even though that I hate you right now, you always be on my memories. Memories in which I’ll love you still…

my truly spilled…..

Mita Ari

Teater Tun Dr. Siti Hasmah :)

Ahad Lepas Bersamaan dengan 18 November 2012, aku telah melaburkan RM58 wang ringgit aku ke atas pembelian ticket hanya semata-mata untuk aku menonton teater Tun Dr. Siti Hasmah ini.. hee.. What can I say about it?? Here we go :

It was the first Malay musical of its kind that I have treated myself to. I find it entertainingly informative and heart-warming.  This was a new experience to me and I loved every single scene. The actors and actresses all play their parts well. It was nothing short of a world-class act. Both Lisa Surihani's and Eja's respective portrayal of the young and older Che Mah are beautifully convincing. Both of them are really adorable and fascinating.  Their performance were awesome. Unforgettable, Nazim Othman, who plays the young and dashing Che Det also did justice to the role. The most convincing act to me, however, is that of Esma Daniel who plays the older Che Det. As this is a tribute to Tun Dr Siti Hasmah Mohd Ali, I was naturally following the thread of Che Mah's story from being the frisky medical student to the caring and enthusiastic doctor in a rural village-area in Kedah to becoming the devotedly charming wife of the Prime Minister. I felt and enjoyed her dynamic, strong and compassionate nature in Lisa Surihani while her sweet, gentle and quiet wife disposition and warm-loving motherly qualities in Eja.

Other than that, Dr Siti Hasmah is portrayed as a champion of women's rights, her famous quote being "the hand that rocks the cradle rules the world", and her role in raising awareness on the prevention of substance abuse.  I'm moved to tears when I think how disappointed Tun must be with the lot of his own bangsa who have reaped and are still reaping the fruits of his labours yet do not show gratitude. I don't know how to describe my feeling, but this musical has did their part by open the eyes of the Malaysian people whose still does not know to be grateful and thankful to the efforts that Tun Dr. Mahathir has contribute to us since our old days before. But, sadly, I just cannot understand why my bangsa are so heartless. Especially the Malays, Melayu ini kadang-kadang terlalu leka dan "biol" dengan kesenangan hidup yang semakin hari semakin dimamah oleh bangsa-bangsa lain yang inginkan kuasa monopoli dan authority ke atas kita..  Bangun la Bangsa Melayu Sekalian!! Bangun dan jangan terlelap lagi...

Last but not least, Show your love and respect for Tun Dr Siti Hasmah and Tun Dr Mahathir, PLEASE kali SEJUTA!! hehe..  Check out the random photos that I took on that day.. and sorry for the CAP HAYAM quality of my pictures, damn it, I just forgot to bring my DSLR on that day!! Serve me Right!! (-_-)

I am Malay and I am Malaysian... I hates Racism, however I will still always prioritize and help my 'bangsa'(Malay) first and then I will proud to be a Malaysian... :)

~Schubert Serenade~

Ekspo Buku Islam :D

Salam..

Last two weeks, aku pergi Ekspo Buku Islam dekat KL Sentral.. If I am not mistaken, this the the fourth time Islamic books festival ni diadakan... I just love books!! To me, a room without books is like a body without a soul...  haha.. saje nak exaggerate lebih..  and sorry coz anything yang aku post dekat blog aku ni most of them something yang dah berhabuk sikit,  i mean like, event that particular day dekat post aku selalunya berlaku 2 minggu atau 3 minggu yang lepas..  baru sekarang aku terkedek-kedek nak post.. haha..  ada yang sampai berbulan-bulan yang lepas lagi.. LAME kan aku?? huwaaa... ye aku tau aku LAME gilaa..  tapi aku busy kot.. busy dgn hidup, busy dengan study, busy dengan keluarga, busy dengan kehidupan orang-orang sekeliling... BUSY! Arrgghhh!!! (-_-)

Okay, enough said with that luahan kemarahan emosi akibat diri sendiri yang tidak pandai mengatur MASA..  erm, wondering... You know the feeling of pergi bookshop or book fests, then rasa macam berada dalam dunia lain yang semua orang akan jadi totally ignorance and just focus pada buku, and everyone yang baca every single books akan ada satu feeling macam exhausted of reading..haha..  AWESOME ok!! I don't know how to describe it, but when I have a little money, I buy books... and if I have any left, I will buy food and clothes...  errkk.. macam METAPHORE je..  
(ok aku tipu! antara buku, shopping on clothes and food, i will prefer shopping pada pakaian dulu then makanan and baru buku)  hahahaha ':D

So, macam tak sah la kalau aku pergi mana tapi tiada gambar kan? itu mustahil.. itu bukan aku..arrgghh...  Dengan ini aku nak present gambar-gambar sekitar Ekspo Buku Islam tersebut.. Tiada gambar entry anda akan jadi DIM and DULL.. hehe..  ppsstt, aku dapat jumpa a few writers yang agak boleh tahan la ke famous an beliau on that day.. Check it out !!

This kiddo, i tell u, she is downsyndrom but she is so cool.. determine giler semata-mata untuk pergi book fest! and her name is Husna :)

Me and my BFF... Aina :)

Buku yang berjaya dirembat untuk hari tersebut!

Ini adalah penulis Ila Husna dan Syazwan Ghazali.. Awww:p

Kenal Beliau?? Hilal Asyraf from Langit Ilahi:)

Sesi berkepochi bersama Ila Husna (^_^)

Dua orang sahabat yang menemani aku on that day!

Sorry, Kualiti Kamera agak cap Hayam!! So kecantikan dan ke Cun an aku agak kurang menyerlah dalam gambar untuk entry kali ini...hehe... aku lagi cantik dan cun daripada dalam gambar.. Serious!! Betul!!! kali Sejuta! Bai :D

# aku punya satu habit di mana aku sangat suka dan mudah tersenyum even terhadap strangers and dalam atau bukan dalam gambar, aku memang sangat mudah tersenyum... and senyuman itu adalah pelengkap pada keindahan diri:)