Me and my Qana'ah.

Assalamualaikum. Hi!

This entry is about the relationship of my Qana'ah and me. tetttt..
Basically my qana'ah is a very shy one. Neither too exposed nor hidden. Again, tetttt.....

 Usually, my qana'ah don't really get near me. It happens when I start scrolling the Instagram. Y'know, the people I followed in the IG are pretty much 'loaded'.

 well, here they are. 

  • They have got Iphone 6 when it is newly released. 
  • They're married in early age (rich parents/running their own business/get sponsored). 
  • They've been working for something worth thousands, (these are the celebrities of my age!). 
  • They've been abroad for a vacay, they eat in a famous restaurant and post pictures of it. They even wear luxurious brand of cosmetics I may say like Chanel, Lancome, Estee Lauder and many more. 

How do you know? 
-they upload pictures of theirs of course-

And some of them are called "instafemes" or in normal English we call it "Famous Instagram users".  

 So back to the title of me, and my Qana'ah. 
Sangat lah menipu diri sendiri if I say I don't want all that. Well some of it had been in my wishlist for years!
My qana'ah always remind me that "sedaq diri la wey. hang student kot. you don't need that. You already have this and that. why bother of having something like other's?"

 Desires, desires. [read it like how Dakota Fanning said the word decisions in Eclipse]
 It will always ignite the feeling of wanting something that YOU DON'T HAVE. 

 macam hang gelap, hang nak putih. then belambak orang jual 'qu puteh hang pun puteh'.
padahal kulit perfectly sun tanned lah yang white, fair-skinned people nak nak. 

 Qana'ah once told me, "Blessings are what we have, what we are granted for and not always of what we desired and called it a bliss"
Qana'ah is what we must have in how we dress up, how we talk, how we act and etc (end of thinking capacity. lol)
You don't need everything you want just because your friends have it. 
You don't need to exaggerate in your life so that people embrace you.  
You just have to be you. 


and make your qana'ah stay with you. Those materials won't last. 
Your qana'ah will be your shining armor to protect you from materialistic worldview. 
-haa macam UNGS pulak. haha!-


qana'ah means kesederhanaan. :) 
TFR. {Thanks for reading. eheh}
yours truly,
the shopaholic.

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