Fatin Izzati

I have decided that I will put this blog to good use. By writing about books, I believe that it might actually motivate, not just for me to write but to read as well. Let's not let me dwell on how much I missed leisure reading and writing, (I might make one whole post for that) and get right into it. Book #1 -- I Am Malala. This book have been on my shelves for a number of years. I did start reading it when I first bought it but it was a bit too heavy for teen me, so I put it back onto the shelf with other stacked of unread books. Now that I am mature enough (I believe), and I have finally felt that I need to educate myself more on real pressing issues, I started reading the book again. Of course, I am late by 7 years (as it was published on 2013) but whatever has written in the book is still considered as history and if we don't learn from history, we would repeat them. So what I gained from the book are a little bit of history of how Pakistan came into being, what's...

"Weh, I finally finished reading Wuthering Heights. Now onto another book comprising of short stories from local authors. It's surpising and refreshing to see how talented our local authors!" Ali exclaimed, excited that she had finally picking up books again after years of drowning in the abyss of social media blinding bliss. "Really? Nak after!" it seems old habits die hard, especially when you are brought up in an SBP for 5 years -- Juna said.  "Oh, which book you want to after? Wuthering Heights?" "Nak buku pasal kau lah, boleh baca kau." Juna replied with a slight quirk etched at the corner of his lips. Ali wouldn't know this because this conversation was exchanged via text, but she believed he would have smirked while saying it.  Everyone should have their own book about them. So people get to find their favorite genre, skim through, read the synopsis and decide if the book is of their liking, if the person is of thei...

Ini adalah entri pertama aku buat blog aku yang entah ke-berapa sebabnya aku asyik tulis dan padam. Mulanya, rasa lebih elok untuk padamkan semua itu sebab blog-blog tersebut mengandungi pelbagai memori silam yang sungguh ingin ku lupakan tetapi selepas dah dipadam secara kekal, rasa menyesal pula. Terasa juga ingin membaca semula apa yang dituliskan oleh pra-matang Fatin Izzati yang baharu nak berjinak dengan kehidupan. Bukanlah nak cakap aku sekarang sudah 100% matang tetapi tak dapat nak tipulah kalau apa yang telah aku lalui selama 21 kehidupan telah sedikit sebanyak mematangkan aku. Jadi, hari ini, aku tak nak menulis panjang pun. I just want to get the feels, you know? Dan, Ya Allah, nostalgia sungguh, menulis jam 3 pagi sambil lagu-lagu indie bermain di corong pembesar suara komputer riba, walaupun dulu aku tak pakai komputer riba tapi curi-curi pakai PC dekat tingkat bawah siap dengan modem wifi yang berlampu biru berkerdip-kerdip apabila mengesan signal yang kuat. Sungguh, a...