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15.5.16

KERJA KE 6, 3 DALAM RESUME



Assalamualaikum wbt..

Hai yuwollll.. hahahha

I am back! 

Good news, I am no longer at TH Hotel & Convention Centre Terengganu.

Heeheee..

So Muni kat mana sekarang??

Adheeelaaaa (mata ke atas tangan ke bahu)

Jujurnya, semua orang terkejut dengan keputusan Muni untuk meninggalkan dunia hospitaliti.

Gila tak rindu, mestilaaaa...

Tapi Muni suka explore banyak industri supaya boleh kenal banyak pasaran. Bila dah observe semua, cukup bullet, barula serang..poyoo


Muni bukan suka sangat cabar kebolehan diri Muni tapi Muni nak train diri Muni supaya jadi lebih kuat nak hadap unpredictables and risks.Sembang kariiiiiiiiiii..


Rindu Muni tak?
Miss you guys!!!

Macam mana tempat keje baru ni?

Lalalalalalalalalala.... Hanya Tuhan Yang Tahu


Luckily, dah ada pengalaman, kaloo idoookkkkk.....pengsannnnn

Thathaaaatatatata

17.11.15

MILLIONS OF ROSES 3 VERSIONS

Hari ini merupakan genap setahun saya bekerja di hotel ini. 
Hari ini saya jumpa lagu yang saya cari selama ni.
Hari ini juga merupakan hari paling menyedihkan dalam hidup saya.
Rupa-rupanya lagu ini megisahkan kesedihan seorang lelaki yang dahulunya 
kaya telah mengabdikan dirinya pada cinta seorang wanita.


VERSION 1

A million of scarlet roses

Once upon the time there was a painter
He had a little house and canvas
But he loved an actress
who loved flowers
He then sold his home
Sold his paintings and his shelter
And with all the money he bought
a whole sea of flowers
A million of scarlet roses
From the window you can see
The one, who is seriously in love,
transforms his life into flowers for you
A million of scarlet roses
From the window you can see
The one, who is seriously in love,
transforms his life into flowers for you
In the morning, you stand at the window
Maybe you've gone crazy
As in a continuation of a dream
The plaza is full of flowers
Your soul grows cold
What rich man is making fun by here?
But under the window, almost breathless,
the poor painter stands
A million of scarlet roses
From the window you can see
The one, who is seriously in love,
transforms his life into flowers for you
A million of scarlet roses
From the window you can see
The one, who is seriously in love,
transforms his life into flowers for you
The encounter was short
At night, the train carried her away
But in her life remained
the mad song of roses k
The painter kept living alone
Many troubles he beared
But in his life remained
the whole plaza of flowers


VERSION 2

Millions of Roses Red

Once lived an artist alone;
had a small house and his art,
but to an actress who loved
flowers he gave his whole heart.
And so he sold his small house,
sold both his art and his roof,
and for the money he bought
an ocean of flowers as proof.
Millions and millions and millions of roses red,
from your window, from your window, from your window is all you see.
One in love, one in love, one in love with no regret,
turned his life into a sea of flowers just for thee.
Millions and millions and millions of roses red,
from your window, from your window, from your window is all you see.
One in love, one in love, one in love with no regret,
turned his life into a sea of flowers just for thee.
Morning, you rise to the view.
Have you gone mad, you don’t know,
or maybe you’re dreaming anew:
a plaza of flowers below.
Your soul may grow colder inside:
what rich man is playing a game?
While holding his breath he’s outside:
his only possession his name.
Millions and millions and millions of roses red,
from your window, from your window, from your window is all you see.
One in love, one in love, one in love with no regret,
turned his life into a sea of flowers just for thee.
Millions and millions and millions of roses red,
from your window, from your window, from your window is all you see.
One in love, one in love, one in love with no regret,
turned his life into a sea of flowers just for thee.
Their time with each other was brief;
her train pulled away in night’s gloom.
But in her remained the belief
in a mad song of roses in bloom.
The artist lived on all alone.
He suffered much grief and much strife.
But the memory of flowers still shone;
forever a part of his life.
Millions and millions and millions of roses red,
from your window, from your window, from your window is all you see.
One in love, one in love, one in love with no regret,
turned his life into a sea of flowers just for thee.
Millions and millions and millions of roses red,
from your window, from your window, from your window is all you see.
One in love, one in love, one in love with no regret,
turned his life into a sea of flowers just for thee.

VERSION 3

Million Scarlet Roses


There lived an artist,
He had a house and a canvas,
But he loved an actress
The one, who loved flowers.
He then sold his house,
Sold his paintings and shelter
And with all the money he bought
An entire sea of flowers.
Million, million, million scarlet roses
Through the window, through the window, through the window you see
Who is in love, who is in love, who is in love, and seriously
Will transform his life for you into flowers.
Million, million, million scarlet roses
Through the window, through the window, through the window you see
Who is in love, who is in love, who is in love, and seriously
Will transform his life for you into flowers.
In the morning you will wake up near the window
Maybe, you have gone crazy?
Like the continuation of a dream
The square is full of flowers.
The soul freezes:
What a rich man fools around here?
But under the window, slight breathing,
Poor artist is standing.
Million, million, million scarlet roses
Through the window, through the window, through the window you see
Who is in love, who is in love, who is in love, and seriously
Will transform his life for you into flowers.
Million, million, million scarlet roses
Through the window, through the window, through the window you see
Who is in love, who is in love, who is in love, and seriously
Will transform his life for you into flowers.
The meeting was short,
At night the train will take her,
But in her life there was
The song "crazy rose".
There lived an artist,
He carried a lot of misfortune,
But in his life there was
An entire square full of flowers.
Million, million, million scarlet roses
Through the window, through the window, through the window you see
Who is in love, who is in love, who is in love, and seriously
Will transform his life for you into flowers.
Million, million, million scarlet roses
Through the window, through the window, through the window you see
Who is in love, who is in love, who is in love, and seriously
Will transform his life for you into flowers.


29.9.15

AKU LUPA DIA

dan kisah mereka pun berakhir...

Assalamualaikum...

29hb September 2015 sudah...

Wake me up when September ends.

Begitulah pengakhiran cinta mereka berdua.


DAN AKU SUDAH LUPA DIA!

Mudah bukan?

Terlalu mudah untuk aku lupakan sesiapa saja yang menyakiti hati dan perasaan aku.
Bagi aku mereka tidak layak untuk mengambil walau sedikit ruang dalam hati.

Bagaimana aku melupakan dia?


MEMAAFKAN.

Maaf adalah dendam terindah.

Aku bahagia bila dia tidak lagi muncul dalam fikiran.

Alhamdulillah, Allah SWT permudahkan. Bila kita melepaskan sesuatu untuk kebahagiaan orang lain, maka Dia akan menggantikan kita dengan sesuatu yang lebih baik.


ADAKAH AKU SUDAH PUNYA PENGGANTI?

Tidak! Mereka bilang, kita lebih mudah melupakan bila punya pengganti.

Mungkin juga ya. Aku telah mendapat pengganti yang Allah SWT kirimkan kepadaku
iaitu 'KETENANGAN'.



CUKUP MULIAKAH AKU?

Mentang- mentang aku bercakap isu Ketuhanan aku sudah menjadi tersangat Mulia?
Tidak, aku manusia biasa.


TIDAKKAH AKU RINDU KENANGAN BERSAMANYA

Cukuplah. Izinkan aku diam.

Kerana..

Kenangan itu juga mula lesap dari ingatan.

Benar.

Maafkan aku.

Bukan kerana ia tidak berharga, tetapi kerana terlampau banyak dusta.

Semoga kamu bahagia dunia dan akhirat.

Semoga kita tidak ketemu lagi...

p/s : apa namamu?

20.7.15

AKU, DIA DAN KAMU

Assalamualaikum wbt...

Rupa-rupanya ramai yang menjadi pemerhati, membaca dalam diam.

Mesej untuk pemerhati?

Tiada,

Tiada mesej untuk pemerhati,

Semua sudah saya jelaskan.

Terlalu sukar untuk melupakan dia, sungguh bukan saya yang pinta.

Saya bukan datang dari keluarga yang senang.

Banyak kepayahan, penat lelah yang saya lalui semasa kanak-kanak sebaya saya sedang bersuka ria.

Apa yang berlaku sekarang jauh lebih berat daripada perkara yang pernah saya lalui.

Saya tak salahkan takdir saya, saya juga tak salahkan takdir kamu bila kamu tidak mengalaminya.

Saya sedang mencari kekuatan.

Adakah hanya kematian yang memisahkan kami?

Jikalau begitu, kamu akan mencipta kematian buat saya?

Hanya ALLAH SWT yang Menciptakan kematian...bukan kamu.

Jika sudah tertulis begini, saya akan tabah melaluinya.

Doakan saya...doakan saya dapat melupakan dia.


Walaupun kisah kita bukan kisah Nabi Ibrahim, Siti Sarah, Siti Hajar & Nabi Ismail (Tidak, saya tidak semulia mereka!!). Manakan lahir Ismail zuriat Ibrahim dan Hajar?

Sesungguhnya Allah swt Maha Mengetahui, Maha Penyayang.


Ya Allah SWT, Beriku kekuatan untuk melupakan dia.

11.12.14

BEN ASHAARI CAKAP 'WOW'

Pasir putih tepi pantai 
Ombak saling berkejaran 
Kau lari aku mengejar 
Di antara deru rindu... kita berdua

Lalalala

Ntah. Tak tahu sebab apa lagu ni bermain dalam kepala. Owh, lupa, tengok nama Institusi dari Pasir Puteh tadi terus rasa nak nyanyi lagu ni.

Hai yu owlsss..

Ini adalah tempat ke-4 saya bekerja sejak 2012. Ya, saya kembali dalam dunia PERHOTELAN. Nak tahu hotel mana saya kembali bergiat aktif (eerrr...dia cakap saya tidoooo).

Ben Ashaari pun suka hotel ni. Nak taw katne? Sila klik link ni

Everything was fun. I am enjoying every minute of it.
Jap..

Taraaa...


MUNIRA HASHIM & ZIZAN RAZAK DI TH HOTEL & CONVENTION CENTRE TERENGGANU

Okay, daa

Nak sambung keje lahhhhhh