Assalamualaikum, the people who spared their precious time reading the bits and pieces i scribbled on this dear blog.
First of all, Happy New Year 2016 may you all have a boastful start of the year, may the lessons learned previous years been embraced and may it makes a better, maturer and wiser you in the future. and most importantly, may this year we overcome the tug-of-war with our own self , to be a better person than who we used to be.
And this officially means I owe this blog a quick recap about the year. (which I will TRY to come out with after this whole exam mess leave me alone).
Anyhow, this is just a quick glimpse of thought that I had to curi-curi taip in the middle of studying Bahasa Arabyang tersangatlah malas untuk distudy sbb baru lepas perah otak untuk killer paper pagi tadi. (honestly, rasa macam nak flip semua benda and say, bring it on. tapi tak pandai bahasa arab so nak taknak kena lah bring the books on and slam my head on it repetitively until the paper finished).
It just bothers me a lot these few days how social media transformed from a medium into a basis of lifestyle, up to a point each of us were defined by what we post online, no matter how many unspeakable layers folded behind those pictures and words.
dan kita, tidak dapat lari dari hakikat bahawa we unconsciously came out with and by social media defintion, what we most concern posting of, and what is most prominent subject on our daily timeline.
Some people loved to be defined by beauty, so they post pretty pictures of themselves, talk about pretty people, scrolling on people's picture and feel insecure with themselves. skin not flawless enough, baju tak stylish enough, pictures not perfect enough,pipi not kempis enough (whoever yang annoyed bila org takde pipi post gambar caption pipi pau, you are seriously not alone. we could make a club of anti org-kempis-mengaku-pipi-pau-eee-tak-malu).
not that I have anything against pretty people. naturally, we all admire people who always well-dressed, neat, bersih, muka berseri. I mean, semua tu basic human instict but it goes to the principle too much something is not a good thing.
Since the existence of Instagram, people started to be excessively concern, how they look everyday. Do they look picturable, will people be liking the photos yada yada. So there you go, blooming of people wearing thick make up everyday, to ensure they look the best, at all time.
Me? I'm always such a sucker for modesty. i find attractiveness in people who dress up neat and clean, sometimes light make up, not too excessive, but just enough, it pleases our eyes by just looking.
and honestly, being friend with the people who receive many likes on instagram, we always thought they earn it effortlessly. snap a picture, then upload. but no, you need to take multiple pictures, different angle, different lighting, different poses, to get that perfect instagrammable picture.
(I SERIOUSLY pity those paksa rela photographer, GOD BLESS Y'ALL for your patience).
this is one of the easiest way to put things into context;
and somehow between those post-like-complimenting your beauty comment cycle, we tend to overlook on what really matters.
I am sorry but I have this compelling urge to say this. I have watched some girls went from being famous as an Islamic icon, often reminding people about kindness, heart-warming messages, becoming an Instagram model, promoting stuffs, with face full of make ups. I am not judging, I leave the heartily content matter to the judgment of Allah SWT, but I speak from what is obvious. The regular quote of kindness and reminders become pictures of selfies and products. I mean, is that considered normal?
Slowly, it changes your worth,and what are you defined for.
Slowly, I became so afraid I spent too much time on social media that I might eventually succumb to people's approval and compliments.
A piece of advise, if I may, don't get deceived. Look upon things that REALLY matters. Friendship, family, knowledge, achievements, soft skills, and so on. Things that is worth sweating over for. Worth the time spent perfecting it.
If you were out with your friend or family, embrace those moments. dont waste time taking perfect pictures over and over again. you're making memories, not photos.
If you saw any vice comments you can't do anything about it, just leave it. Most people already knew it is wrong but they choose to do it anyhow. Tell yourself you do the same mistake they did. You really make a change by not adding more and more vice comments in the media.
There's a lot of untold stories behind things that you see. Not that you need to know, just uphold to the fact that there's no such things as a perfect life, although their picture seems soooo enviable. you were at your own league, taking things that really matters into account, maybe not leading an enviable life, but as long as you were contented, believe me. You, dear, you have nothing to lose.
I guess I should be stopping here, it's 2.10 am and my tomorrow's paper is on 8.30 :P
Till then, lovely people :)
The one who concerns,
Sofwah Hayati
First of all, Happy New Year 2016 may you all have a boastful start of the year, may the lessons learned previous years been embraced and may it makes a better, maturer and wiser you in the future. and most importantly, may this year we overcome the tug-of-war with our own self , to be a better person than who we used to be.
And this officially means I owe this blog a quick recap about the year. (which I will TRY to come out with after this whole exam mess leave me alone).
Anyhow, this is just a quick glimpse of thought that I had to curi-curi taip in the middle of studying Bahasa Arab
It just bothers me a lot these few days how social media transformed from a medium into a basis of lifestyle, up to a point each of us were defined by what we post online, no matter how many unspeakable layers folded behind those pictures and words.
dan kita, tidak dapat lari dari hakikat bahawa we unconsciously came out with and by social media defintion, what we most concern posting of, and what is most prominent subject on our daily timeline.
Some people loved to be defined by beauty, so they post pretty pictures of themselves, talk about pretty people, scrolling on people's picture and feel insecure with themselves. skin not flawless enough, baju tak stylish enough, pictures not perfect enough,pipi not kempis enough (whoever yang annoyed bila org takde pipi post gambar caption pipi pau, you are seriously not alone. we could make a club of anti org-kempis-mengaku-pipi-pau-eee-tak-malu).
not that I have anything against pretty people. naturally, we all admire people who always well-dressed, neat, bersih, muka berseri. I mean, semua tu basic human instict but it goes to the principle too much something is not a good thing.
Since the existence of Instagram, people started to be excessively concern, how they look everyday. Do they look picturable, will people be liking the photos yada yada. So there you go, blooming of people wearing thick make up everyday, to ensure they look the best, at all time.
Me? I'm always such a sucker for modesty. i find attractiveness in people who dress up neat and clean, sometimes light make up, not too excessive, but just enough, it pleases our eyes by just looking.
and honestly, being friend with the people who receive many likes on instagram, we always thought they earn it effortlessly. snap a picture, then upload. but no, you need to take multiple pictures, different angle, different lighting, different poses, to get that perfect instagrammable picture.
(I SERIOUSLY pity those paksa rela photographer, GOD BLESS Y'ALL for your patience).
this is one of the easiest way to put things into context;
and somehow between those post-like-complimenting your beauty comment cycle, we tend to overlook on what really matters.
I am sorry but I have this compelling urge to say this. I have watched some girls went from being famous as an Islamic icon, often reminding people about kindness, heart-warming messages, becoming an Instagram model, promoting stuffs, with face full of make ups. I am not judging, I leave the heartily content matter to the judgment of Allah SWT, but I speak from what is obvious. The regular quote of kindness and reminders become pictures of selfies and products. I mean, is that considered normal?
Slowly, it changes your worth,and what are you defined for.
Slowly, I became so afraid I spent too much time on social media that I might eventually succumb to people's approval and compliments.
A piece of advise, if I may, don't get deceived. Look upon things that REALLY matters. Friendship, family, knowledge, achievements, soft skills, and so on. Things that is worth sweating over for. Worth the time spent perfecting it.
If you were out with your friend or family, embrace those moments. dont waste time taking perfect pictures over and over again. you're making memories, not photos.
If you saw any vice comments you can't do anything about it, just leave it. Most people already knew it is wrong but they choose to do it anyhow. Tell yourself you do the same mistake they did. You really make a change by not adding more and more vice comments in the media.
There's a lot of untold stories behind things that you see. Not that you need to know, just uphold to the fact that there's no such things as a perfect life, although their picture seems soooo enviable. you were at your own league, taking things that really matters into account, maybe not leading an enviable life, but as long as you were contented, believe me. You, dear, you have nothing to lose.
I guess I should be stopping here, it's 2.10 am and my tomorrow's paper is on 8.30 :P
Till then, lovely people :)
The one who concerns,
Sofwah Hayati
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