My Poem: Like No Other

In the name of Allah, the most merciful and the most compassionate

It has been days now and Gaza is still heavily under attack by the Israelis missiles, destroying their homes and families. At every turn, there will be news update of the rising death tolls and I'm deeply saddened by it. 

It broke my heart seeing those little children weeping for his or her parents, knowing that they are not breathing anymore. Oh Allah...give them patience and strength! Ameen....

Once again, what totally give me in are the ignorance most people (either Non Muslims or Muslims) tend to present towards what happened towards the Palestinians. They still believe what most one-sided news alleged; that the Palestinians are the terrorist and the Israelis are the victims! Despicable.


So, today I'll dedicate them a poem which I wrote myself, both to raise awareness to the world and also to paint you a little bit of the picture of what's going on in Gaza right now. Hope you would benefit from it. InsyaAllah.

Like No Other
By: Diyar Harraz

As those, humans with heart
As those, humans with brain
And as those, humans with education

Do we not see?
What's been revealed in front of our own eyes?
The oppressions, the terrorism and the spills of the innocent blood
The land which was once theirs
The land, where multiracial and faith live in peace
Now is a land of blood, tears, cruel and injustice segregation

The missiles and the bombs are like stars
Crashing into homes, along with their dreams

The little children crying their heart out
For the mother, father, brother and sister they have lost

Where the impossible becomes reality
Where the first few minor signs He has promised feeds our ignorant heart and souls
So that they teaches us

Like no other

What reasons are yet, we to say?
That it's none of our business?
That we are not thankful it's not us?
Because it could have well been us
And indeed, we owe them tons

We owe them for everything;
The money we spends for the illegitimate settlers in Palestine
The blind eye some prefer to measure
And the HOPE for them we don't have in every one of us
Because we'd prefer not to care, not to share their tears and anguish

Really, nothing more can we do
Except to lend them our hands as much as we could
And to make Duaa for them
For Duaa is every Muslim's best weapons
We may be feeble to change their fate wholly
But Allah knows, hears and are the most compassionate

Is a land like no other
It is where real heroes are born
The courage and bravery in Al-Qassam is out of this world
The patience they harvest would make us ashamed 
Of the little things we tumbled over
How they place God above everything else is like no other

Take this as a fact
As a thorn we bitterly swallow
That this is a lesson to all
That this is not their own battle to fight
Raise awareness!
Pray for Gaza!

Below is the video version ^^

Share this, tweet, upload or whatever if you must. We need to do all that we could to snap every eyes open, so that Palestinians know; they have millions and millions of supporters out there!


My Recipe: Kampung Fried Rice

Assalamualeykum, Hey Y'all!

Today I would like to share with you a delicious and simple recipe on how to prepare and make kampung Fried Rice. Kampung, here means village and it is quite a traditional dishes in Malaysia.

I personally looove this dish. So I thought you might too!

This dish is also perfect to make if you happened to have cooked rice leftover from last night's dinner. (that's convenient, don't you think?)

What you need:
  • Cold, cooked rice (leftover)
  • 2 Chicken breast
  • A spoonful of tomato paste
  • A bundle of water spinach/kale/kangkung
  • Half red or, green or yellow pepper (cut into bitesize)
  • 2 Eggs
  • Fried anchovies
  • 1 Onion (grounded using mortar and pestle)
  • 3 garlic (also grounded)
  • 10 Chilli (also grounded)
  • 2 tbsp of oyster sauce
  • 1 tbsp of sweetened soy sauce
  • Salt
  1. First, saute the grounded ingredients until aromatic.
  2. Secondly, spoon the tomato paste into the pan and stir. (to give the fried rice a little bit of color).
  3. Thirdly, add in the chicken, soy sauce and oyster sauce. 
  4. Combine all the ingredients evenly.
  5. Once the chicken has cooked, crack the eggs into the pan and once again stir.
  6. Next, add all the vegetables and the rice.
  7. Mix them until the fried rice are cooked and the vegetables shriveled.
  8. Seasoned the fried rice with salt.
  9. Once satisfied, you can ladle the rice into a plate.
  10. For the garnish, you could sprinkle the fried anchovies, a little sliced chilli and sliced cucumber. (Optional) 
Note: To add to the flavor of the fried rice, you could also ground some anchovies and add them in step 1.

Happy trying!


My Diary: It Changes Everything

In the name of Allah, the most merciful and the most compassionate

It's as simple as that. 

I always have this important and golden fact harvested deep inside my heart ever since the day I began to think clearly, more adult like, more mature. 

Let's face it, you don't always get to receive what you wanted, or what you have been longing for all those years. Instead, Allah gives you something more unpredictable, something out of your knowledge and mind boundaries. Why's that? I used to ask that myself.

The answer is pretty simple and I think it's not one of those here-we-go another-typical-myths kind of answers because miracle does happen. In fact, a few had happened to me before, I can't deny that.

Sometimes Allah does not always grant us with everything that we asked him for in our Duaas. Of course, he heard every bit of our duaas, every tears that dropped and every slight hope we have of Him in our heart BUT whenever you found yourself still hoping to get what you wanted or grief stricken because you didn't get the job of your dream perhaps, believe that it is another type of test He befall upon us. He's putting our level of patience (sabr) on top of the weighing scale. And at this point, there's nothing more to do except to be PATIENT, MOVE ON (accept that it's not meant for you) and always, always THINK the best of Allah. It doesn't mean He had forgotten all about you but He's saving you for another, bigger things. InsyaAllah....


Since I was a kid, my parents have taught me to be ambitious, think wide and always see the bigger picture. I grew up saying to myself that I want to be a lot of things in the future. Whenever I saw poor and needy people, their old hut, flat stomach and shabby clothes, I thought of becoming wealthy in order to give out charity to those in needs. And whenever I heard of people close to me or whoever that is I read about in the news or community suffering from a great amount of pain; terminal illnesses and etc, I started to tell myself that I want to be a doctor. I want to help them ease the pain and bring smiles to their family's eyes. And whenever I witness the injustice, hatred, racism, the faulty in lifestyle (in terms of the widespread of shirk, diet, the inappropriate combination of religion and culture) in our community, I feel as though I want to be a daie or someone significant in the eyes of the media and the whole community, preaching those that went wrong in our world and the solution to prevent them.

Okay, so it's not wrong to be ambitious because the Prophet himself has taught us to be positive, help and educate others in order to create a better world.  In my case, the fact that I want to become a daie has vanished a long time ago when I realized that I couldn't possibly make it. I suffered from a quite extreme social anxiety, excessive shyness and a lack of knowledge. I have tried to talk in front of a large number of people but I can't and I'm still trying to learn one or two about Islamic Studies. So that goes down from the list. It was hard to accept in the first place BUT little does I know that Allah had replaced it with a much greater opportunity. I can finally published my first, debut novel and that way, I could also educate the society, although it is mild.Alhamdulillah...

Some of you who had read my previous posts about the dilemma that I'm facing right now, may have known that I'm still struggling to come into terms with it. Like I said, my sole ambition is to be a doctor or a physician. So at first, I thought of applying for medicine in the UK since it's closer to home. I don't think I can live far away from my family. This, I honestly confess. If there is one thing that I would hold very close to my heart, it's my family. They are everything to me. Adding the fact that I have never, ever (seriously never) been away from them before, I feel scared of living on my own.

Anyway, due to the failure to meet the strict requirements of most Universities in the UK, I began exploring my chances in Republic of Ireland and Egypt. Sadly I failed to enroll in both. Egypt, due to the war outbreak and Republic of Ireland, due to the lack of seats present in the UCC and RCSI. They said that I was strongly capable and have a great academic, but they don't have anymore seats to offer. *sigh*

However I was offered another course which confines of a twinning programme RCSI and Penang Medical College in Malaysia. Excited, I applied for scholarships, both from Malaysian governments (MARA and JPA) and private companies. Unfortunately, MARA and JPA don't distribute sponsors to medical students anymore. (I'm not sure if this is true or not but that's what they say when I phoned them up). As for the private companies scholarships, I still haven't heard from them until now.

Since my period to decide whether I'm to accept the offer of Penang Medical College or not has lapsed a couple of weeks ago, I started to apply for Turkish Universities such as Istanbul University, Hacettepe University, Izmir EGE and Marmara University. I also tried my luck in Czech Republic and Alhamdulillah, I got the offer. But, (I know there's always a but) MMC in Malaysia suddenly declared that they won't recognize Czech Republic Medical certificates starting from 2014. I was shocked and must as well, starting to lose hope. But Alhamdulillah, I have such an amazing parents who will always support me and gives me words of encouragement. Thank you Ummi, Abi. You're the best!

It doesn’t ends there, though. Just last week, I received the result from Turkiye Burslari saying that they couldn’t accept my application, also due to a lack of seats. So there goes my second last option, chuck inside a bin. And the only last option I have left are that of IIUM, UniKL, UITM Mara, AUCMS, CUCMS and AIMST, all of which are in Malaysia.

Despite from Malaysia being so far away from my family in Wales, I know that I have no other option. So InsyaAllah I will be applying for medicine in those universities listed above for January or February 2015 intake. If God's willing, I can get into one of those unis, one way or another. I really hope so. 

At first this is all too much for me; the feeling of being rejected and the uncertainty of whether I could catch up to the dream that I've always hold onto since I was a kid, to see myself in a white coat and proudly represent my country as a Muslimah doctor. 

But each days those image was becoming hazier and hazier and I'm trying my best to stay positive and not to think of the worst. Trust me, giving up is not the solution. I have to remember that Allah is always listening. He may not give what you want now but later on, he shall. Who knows? if this is all for the best....

Thank you for reading guys. Until next time.