Having a blog doesn't mean I like writing or good in it. In fact, I hate writing and I always got a 'B' in
Penulisan in all public exam..But then, as far as I have been told, blog was a best platform to express yourself..So, I made one..with the hope that this piece of scrap will be read by all the important character in my life that defines me until today.
Living as a medical student in the land of
Soviet was not as magnificent as it had been told to me.. frankly speaking, its hard living here...even to get to the class daily we had to take the bus and the "
Metro"(its what the people here called the train) and it takes about
one hour and half to reach our classes and lectures venue.. Sounds tiring eh??
About the whether and climate, its freaking cold all-year-long except when summer- a good news for the one with
hyperhydrosis like me:).....its a very nice feeling when you are wearing 3 layers of shirts,wrapped up with a sweeter and still you didn't sweat(Y)...
Solat?? living in a non-Muslim country really put my Islamic knowledge to the test..a Kiblat compass, a small water bottle(for istinjak and wudhu) and a small sejadah are a must for me everytime I go out, as there is no proper place for the Muslims here to perform their prayer..So, any place could be a '
surau'...under the stairs, in classrooms and even the streets...
Talk about foods, Halal food here are quite
scarce..and
expensive too..Even an ordinary fried rice or "Plof" would priced about 10 ringgit..and this condition really made a huge hole in my pocket..even the
Yayasan Terengganu students(they got 800USD for their monthly pocket money-.-'') cook thier own meal to handle this awful money sucking situation...as for me, everytime I cooked(I cook OKAY!!), I always remember my Umi...I missed her sweet,firm voice(skyping is never enough),all her useful-but-poignant lectures and most of all her cook..anak Umi la katekan..
But then, as the old saying "the harder the strive, the sweeter the victory," makes me believe all this hardships will paid off...Allah never fails the one who already strive and will always guide them to what they strive for.. Although Moscow already gave herself a bad first impression to me, I'll never lost hope of having a wonderful life here..