nice indon song. sounds like the lead singer of SO7.
Time checked : 6:53 AM
. . i'm buntu. confused. doubtful. there but not there.
Oh Allah, show me. Show me the signs. For this.
i feel empty despite what is laid out for me. It's like a story rendered in monochrome.
where's the colours at.
Saturday, June 27
Time checked : 4:15 AM
. . I'd never thought it would feel this difficult. What's in for me for this dunya? The place of mortals and constant struggles. The "low valued" in the short term, but converted to high value if used to collect your amalans for the next of life. This is my struggle. My jihad. And it doesn't include guns and mindless killings.
Saturday, June 20
Time checked : 4:34 AM
. .
the days.
Monday, June 15
Time checked : 4:21 AM
. . Just had my appraisal today, and, alhamdulilah graded a B. Actually, i can't be bothered much. I mean, who are you to appraise me? Or who are we to appraise someone? You can only see me on the surface but you'll never know what goes under. So what we're actually doing is perceive. Only Allah is the rightful appraiser! And only He knows what i've been doing for the past 1 year plus working there. okay why do i feel so worked up now. chill gerrl.
i found myself reading through my past blog enteries. And freshly dug out, this, is for you. You know who you are.
Life is about experiences, which makes us grow According to time and situations, it flows
Sometimes everything seems clear and perfect Sometimes its all haze Maybe life is a maze Every time, it leaves us amaze
Not everyone in life, gets everything Sometimes, we lose by gaining, and gain even by losing Why cry for losing something, which we never owned Life doesn't stop by accident Else, the world wound have ended
Even in whole life, for someone, you changed your ways At the end of the day, with you, only your shadow stays The world may seem beautiful, and people influenced by charm But, in times of need, it's our own hand, at the end of our arm
Love and relationships are like sand Which we try to hold in our hand The more we want them to stay The more they just slip away
Let no one and nothing control you Come what may Let you, only your faith in Allah's way
Things that are just part of life Must be kept that way
If we make them life by mistake Heart, is bound to break
Today may seem faint and dull Compared to a beautiful past But tommorrow, will bring beautiful moments to last
Why look for a shoulder to cry on And support from someone One moment people are around next moment all is gone Fact is, He is the strongest in life, who stands on his own all alone
Whenever in life things may slip out of your hands Give it to Allah's hands Since everything is safe in His hands
After every sunset of hurts and despair There's a new sunrise of hope and prayer It takes both rain and sunshine to make a rainbow And like a spring, life always flows
Even after a bright day ends Still in the night sky The moon glows
A short chapter, but perhaps one of the most crucial element in this illusion world. I think that how a person manages their time reflects a lot on their character and endurance.
If only I had fully utilized the time I had to do something more beneficial, to be someone better, to initiate changes that is waiting to be evolved; wouldn’t that be great. I would have felt more accomplished knowing that I didn’t waste the seconds away. And allow my yesterdays to wallow deeper in the century. The best of time is here, and now.
I found a hadith in the current book im reading:
"The two feet of the son of Adam will not move on the Day of Judgement in front of his Lord until he is asked about five matters: About his life and how he exhausts it? About his youth, what did he consume in it? About his wealth, how did he earn it? And what did he spend it on? And how much did he act upon what he knew" Narrated by At-Tirmidhi, no 2416:Albani: Sahih)