regarding ruumz

Alhamdulillaah..
that's the only word i could utter for all the blessings He showers upon me all this while after series of tests.

my new room and new roommates are the first things that pleased me for this new semester. 4 years of living in this campus, i think this year is the best in terms of matters related to room.

thank God for giving me the room in the second level, which means i don't have to use stairs (2nd level is the ground level at my block, since the 1st level is located underground) after climbing up nusaibah stairs (a.k.a batu caves stairs, which in total has 122 steps). in my first year, i was given a compartment in the top level (5th). the level then decreases by years (3rd yr: level 4 while 2nd year: 3rd level). don't expect me to be slimmer cz of the stairs that i've encountered for three years before cz by the time we reached our room, we tend to eat more. hence, the stomach never get a chance to rest, unless during the fasting month.

ok, back to the roommate thingy.
at first i'm quite worried cz i don't know who'll be my 2 other roommates (i just knew 1, and i'm glad for who she is). the things that worry me is if i get foreigners. not cz i'm choosy or being racist or any negative terms you could throw to me. but it is cz i've heard and SEEN (remember, i rarely based my judgment on hearsays) my friends who have been given ones before. though i know that i shouldn't come to conclusion promptly, but seeing my friend who suffered before is enough to make my adrenaline runs abnormally few days before the room registration.

this is the thing that traumatised me. she got two international a.k.a foreigners roommates who one of them has her own hookah pipe in the room (how dependent her life is on that instrument) and smoking shisha almost 24/7. everytime i pass her room (which is just few doors from mine), all that i can smell is the shisha flavour that her roommate cannot be separated from. most of the time, it's strawberry smell, which is not nice at all cz it's the tobacco smell not the real fresh strawberry.

and the things that made me feel sorry for her the most is that she has to wash her towel everyday cz it absorbs the shisha smell and she hated it. the same goes to her clothes. she has to keep them tight in the cupboard and she has to get out of the room as early as possible to attend classes before her roommate wake up and started to smoke, so that her dress to the class for that day would not get spoiled by that tobacco smell. not only that, they are also frequently cooking stuffs in the room, which again, created smell which is not favoured by their roommates cz the smell is trapped in the room. they couldn't open the window cz the monkeys are waiting for the right moment to jump in, especially upon smelling the dishes that they are cooking.

i've asked her to report to the mahallah (ak.a hostel) office, and she said she had, but that still couldn't solve the problem, cz... (i can't tell it here). then i suggest her to change the room. only then her life gets better.

actually i really dont mind at all to befriend or even be roommates with the foreigners. cz i like to know different cultures and languages and what-not. but when there is no consideration and toleration in living in a mini room with few windows and one door, then that's the root of the problems. as we all come from various walks of life and different cultures, we should respect each other if we care to live harmonically.

we, Malaysians (esp. the Malays) are peace-lover people. if u are kind to us, we could be the kindest people u've ever met. but if u're trying to be hostile with us, we will try to avoid it first. being the cruelest people u'll ever face is not our first choice. after all, we are all muslims, the brotherhood and sisterhood ties should not be broken by small matters. the unity of ummah should always be our priority right? this question needs no answer, by the way.