-To Be fame or Not To Be-

There's no need for you to be the other you. Create your own image, your own fame. Who says the media is the only way for you to achieve that? Yes, that might also be oneof the easiest way to achieve fame but that's not what fame really is.

Famous in other word is being popular. A situation where people give attention to you, knows you wherever you are. Your face had been a cover of many magazines, billboard, webs and newspaper. But, have you ever thought for awhile the true meaning of fame?

Fame doesn't mean to be an artist, actors or models. Fame can also be achieve out of that scope. Have you thought that your contribution, your achievement in something could also be one of fame in life. That fame doesn't fade in a blink of time but it remain in the mind of 

people who appreciate it. True fame give you people respect and known in society. 

However, fame doesn't only come with happy ending story. The more fame you have, the more expectation people will put on you. Can you satisfied that expectation when people itself have no regard of satisfaction. They will keep on wanting for more. You need to keep on being  unique for people to give attention to you for quite long time.

Therefore, being yourself is enough. Its enough when you get friends who acknowledge you. Friend and families who knows you inside out. Neighbors that  remember your look, your  name. There's no need to have big fame when it will soon be a burden on you. Secret fame is more satisfying rather than known fame. 

Create your own image with whoever you are. Chill without restraint of being called ugly or annoying as long you know you yourself are happy. Let the negativity froze in the time  of your cheerful smile cause Only Allah can Judge Whoever You Are. Feel Your own fame where only you knows how it feels without the need of searching for the fame itself because you know, fame in the eyes of Allah is enough for you as He keep watching you daily^^

-Care for nothing except for Allah's interest, InsyaAllah-

Global March to Jerusalem (GJM)

Bertempat di dataran kemerdekaan Shah Alam pada 7 Jun lalu, beberapa NGO Malaysia telah bersama-sama menjayakan GJM dan para hadirin telah dijemput datang untuk bersama-sama menunjukkan sokongan terhadap Palestine. Acara ini bukan sahaja diadakan di Malaysia tetapi juga di negara Islam yang lain.
Aktiviti ini telah dihadiri artis tempatan, flashmobers,syabab palestie dan penyair tempatan bermula dari jam 8.00 malam hingga 12.00 tengah malam.

Terdapat juga jualan-jualan amal untuk menyelamatkan Palestine dan gerakan wanita Palestine yang digelar Rose to Rose (R2R) yang melakukan jualan bunga rose yang telah dibuat sendiri oleh wanita-wanita Palestine disana. Namu begitu, terdapat satu persembahan tradisioal yang betul-betul menarik hatiku ketika menyertai aktiviti ini iaitu dabke dance dari syabab Palestine.

Dabke Dance merupakan tarian tradisional yang terkenal di kalangan negara-negara arab seperti Palestine, Lebanon,Syria dan lain-lain. Pergerakan kaki dan kesatuan ahli kumpulan merupakan teras kepada tarian ini.  Malahan, tenaga yang ditunjukkan ketika persembahan ini berjaya menarik minat penonton. Walaupun terdapat sedikit masalah teknikal untuk latar muzik namun persembahan itu tetap berjaya dilakukan kerana para penonton sendiri memberi sokongan.

Di sini saya sertakan contoh dabke dance ini. Maaf tak dapat tunjukkan persembahan sebenar pada malam itu kerana ketiadaan kamera untuk mengambil video : D Walaupun video nya tidak seberapa jelas namun ia hanya sebagai gambaran bagaimana Dabke Dance ini.

p/s: lagi seronok apabila dapat melihat tarian ini sendiri. Memang boleh ternganga mulut bila tengok. kaki pula rasa macam nak ikut bergerak sekali..haha

Dunia Penulisan Di Mataku

Hari ini, Rose sengaje buat entry. Setelah sekian lama meninggalkan blog, rasa macam terpanggil pula ingin menulis.. Almaklumklah..dunia penulisan adalah dunia yang Rose rasa indah seandainya kita tahu cara untuk menggunakannya..

Biar tatabahasa semua lari. Biar bukan bahasa baku yang kita gunakan janji kita dapat meluahkan apa yang dirasa. Keluarkan segala isi hati, pendapat, cadangan dan komen yang terpendam menjadi jeruk di otak. Rose sendiri bukan pandai sangat dalam bab menulis ni..tak konsisten..hehe

Sebaliknya Rose rasa seronok bila bermain dengan kata-kata yang melambangkan siapa diri Rose. Kata-kata yang mampu membangkitkan kembali daya imaginasi Rose yang kadangkala terkubur begitu sahaja. Cuba lihat. Dalam sekejapan, ayat Rose sudah bertukar seolah Rose di dalam dunia novel, dunia penuh khayalan.

Mainan kata boleh menjadi bahaya, pedas namun ia juga boleh menjadi pengubat, suatu kata yang manis yang mampu membuat kita tersenyum. Secara tiba-tiba sahaja dunia ini akan menjadi indah. Secara jujurnya, Rose suka menulis. Beban perasaan, kesedihan yang terbuku..sentiasa terlepas begitu sahaja dengan menulis.  Terasa seakan ajaib pula kan.

Rose ade cuba menulis sebuah cerita pendek. Inspirasi yang datang dari novel-novel thriller Ramlee Awang Mursyid yang berjaya membawa Rose ke dunia fantasi, menghayati jalan cerita sepenuh hati. Walaupun apa yang Rose tulis tidak sama isi nya dengan beliau yang sudah lama berkecimpung dalam dunia penulisan, namun serba sedikit Rose berjaya menggunakan cara penulisan beliau yang teliti.

Rose meminta sedikit pendapat kawan-kawan Rose mengenainya. Mereka tertarik dan setuju mengatakan bahawa ada unsur seram di dalam cerita tersebut walhal apa yang Rose cuba sampaikan akhirnya akan menggugat bayangan makhluk yang mereka cuba bayangkan itu. Dan kesudahannya sendiri akan membuatkan mereka tergelak sendiri. (Tak sabar pula nak siapkan)

Alamak! Terpanjang pula entry kali ni. Ok la. Sampai di sini sahaja kita berjumpa. InsyaAllah apabila tangan semakin gatal untuk menulis, hati semakin berkobar-kobar nak menulis, I will be here again. Sekian sahaja, Assalamualaikum dan selamat sejahtera.                                            -Rosemary Kauthar-

-Self-Reflection-

This few days, I have felt this uneasiness, this tight feeling lingering my heart.
As thought it is telling me,

"Girl, do you remember your true responsibilities?"
"Do you acknowledge your negligent?"
"What have you done to prove your loyalty?"
"Are you really a good muslimah or it just an image for the public? A good image."

The last question struck me with thousands of guilt. Is the answer is TRUE or NOT TRUE?
My heart, my mouth, my mind are silenced from answering it. Normally, they would
always have an excuse answer lead by the syaitan but that day, none give any answer.

As I am dumbstruck  by the question, my heart gave a melancholy cry of realization.
What have I been doing this few months, hours, minutes? My poor soul had starve for quite a time. Waiting for me to feed them the grand word, the zikrullah, the praise to ONE and ONLY god, 'ALLAH'. Yes, the ONE and ONLY, where our soul would one day return to.

Alhamdullillah, praise to Allah heartedly.. He gives me intellectual to think. He gives me feeling to feel His presence, to give my heart to. And most importantly, He showed me the right way, 'hidayah'. He created it knowing what is the best for me. Even in a hard time or an easy time. He always be there for me. Even when I feel alone, my consciousness know that He has always been watching me. Thank you Allah the most Merciful and Justice.

Re3 - Reuse,Reduce, Recycle

I'm back here writing again..
Sorry cause my next post is about recycling and not about my trip to Pakistan..
Well, I'm stuck with this recycle poster now.. Too bad that my friends keep on hoping for me to finish theirs.. No way! I'm not gonna let them do their ways.. I will only help with the sketch and design..They need to do the colors :p

well..I'm gonna put that trademark in the poster i guess.. Daa~ too many works left on  holiday..huhu..

Fighting Rose!! u can do it.. Finish it tonight n let them color tomorrow.. Friday, time to pass it up ^^

p/s: Although I'm still a bit blurry on how should i design it..hahaha..gonna take that challenge if i want to be a designer in the future <3 p="p">

                                                                                              Peace from me, Rose ~