Beautifulife

Reviewing my life, it's been 23 years 9 months, 17 days, more or less...yeah..this life has gone through that long time

this week i have received two news of people passing away. I'm not sad, those of people i don't know..it's just i imagine that one of those persons could have been me

however, I miss You..my Lord

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I'm looking for the perfect way to prove a love. I just couldn't understand how Imam Malik could spend his day with 60 times finishing reciting Quran. But then I found out, "Oo..that's the power of love..!!" I exclaimed to myself. Though I still can't find the logical way to imitate him, he had memorized the whole content of Quran, that would help much I thought! But me?? Hmm... what could I expect, I haven't even finishied the 3 juz of it! too bad..


I was impressed by what Abu Bakr did in the night he and Rasulullah escaped Makkah. He was so careful, bearing his pain from having been bitten by a snake. He was so pale when Rasulullah finally woke up from his lap. Rasulullah was so surprised seeing his condition, but what Abu Bakr answered when Rasulullah questioned why he did that..? He just said "I was so worried that I would wake you up, ya Rasulullah.." that must be the power of love..!

what could move a non moeslem to come to a masjid and touched by the voice of azan? that must be the power of love! yes! Do you still remember? a fact that everyone of us was asked to swear to Allah, right before we were born to this world, and we swore, we promised, we also witnessed, that Allah is the only God, no God before or after Him.. do you still remember?
I guess everyone, to be honest, deep down will feel so peacefull whenever they hear the voice of Quran recited. That's the power of love.

Allah loves us, more than a mother who loves her son.
So, whatever you feel, whatever you did.. just get back to Allah..He loves you unlimitedly..




whoaa tell me more...!

haha..what comes first to your mind when you hear the word 'extremist'..?
If you are part of general people, then 'Islam' would be the first word to be collocated with this word..
yeah..yeah..I know..! and you would agree with me that today these two words have been so well known..a sweet bloody couple..hmm..

I just borrowed a good book from a friend of mine. Crude Understanding of Disbelief written by an Islamic scientist, Harun Yahya. Well, I couldn't say that this book is especially intended for the disbelief, I thought we, who claim ourselves as the belief should also read this book because it's not impossible that what we claimed is implicitly wrong, we preceive ourselves incorrectly.

Let me introduce you to the word of Jahiliyah. It's an arabic word means uneducated, illiterate, and impolite or uncivilized. It's quite different from what Qur'an means by the word jahiliyah.

Previously, the people who lived before Quran and Muhammad came, were considered as Jahiliyah Society, not because of their uncivilized behavior, no, those people were rich, they could read well, and they were smart and educated. One thing is, that they didn't know the real intention of their creation, why were they created and what consequences they have to responsible for in the life after death. Harun Yahya calls this as the extreme form of Jahiliyah.

I was quite surprised when I read it. The term 'extreme jahiliyah' has wider and general range of meaning. I call the people as extremists.

hmm.. It forced me to contemplate a little.
We could ask ourselves then, Do we know who our creator is? His typical characteristics, what He likes and doesn't..and after we know all that, ask again, do we really care about that, Do we really want to keep everything that we do, stick to the principle, that is, to fullfil what he demands and wants from us, back to the basic purpose of why we were created.

What I've stated above is the main question that we must answer and subsequently, we can find ourselves whether we are the real ummah of Muhammad or we still part of the extremist..

Harun Yahya insists, no matter how many books we've read, how many foreign languages we have mastered, how modern our style is, or how western we are, those things will not and can not be able to cover our jahiliyah and our extremeness..

Now.. answer it to yourself..are you an extremist..? whoaa tell me more...!

Lately I remembered what has been said by one of my sisters, that blog is not supposed to be considered as a place to tell people about yourself only. To be honest, that's one of many reasons why I became so lazy to post something here. I can't help to write about myself, though I know it's not suggested, so I stopped writing, for a while.

uMMm, ...

As what I've stated in the title, I'm 22 years old now. Recently, I tried to remember, rewind my memory and tried to flashback my life in the latest four or five years. The first time I knew Liqoat or Tarbiyah and the 'journey' that it takes me to until now.

I can't Imagine if I've chosen to not attend my first meeting with a sister who then has changed my life. If only I decided to refuse to accompany my friend to meet a sister (who then became my first MR/Religion advisor or whatever the term is). It was so simple that I didn't realize how that day has brought my life to this line, right to this point.

Remembering my friend (who has introduced me to that sister) has made such a 'terrible' mistake that it drove her to a situation where she can't keep to be in this line with me. Sometimes I think it's unfair, but backthen I know, no matter how long you've been involved in the world of tarbiyah, it won't guarantee that you'll be staying here longer that others. You have no options but to be chosen to stay or fail and leave the way..

well..well..
memory..memory...
it's a wonder that makes you laugh and cry in the same time..

in the 22nd years of my life, I have to make decisions. in every seconds we do. We just don't know which second will change our life..

p.s. perhaps some terms will only be understood by liqoers only whoaa tell me more...!

Lately my will to write seems to fly away, just gone with the wind. I can't blame the thesis.. I know..!
though I can't deny that some decisions have been postponed to be affirmed. my Decision to design my life proposal, decision to get married *eits..wkwkwkwk..kidding*, Decision to change some of my characters and attitudes, decision to apply the scholarship to Japan, and else..

See, everytime I say to myself "hmm..I need to do some changes.."

then the little cute heart impolitely and cannily insists.."argh..you can do that later..after you finish your paper..take it easy..it won't be too late.."

so what could I say if my heart told me so.. *hhh...*
backthen, I ask to myself again ..
"Have I decided to finish the paper ..?"

and I'm afraid, hope I was mistaken, but.. I hardly could hear a low voice..it was a whisper I think.. it said.. "I haven't.."

hmm...
But, I'll post again soon.. at least that's my decision now.. whoaa tell me more...!

Why must rainbow comes up after the rain? why not previously?
And how about the stars? why they must show in the darkness of a night? why not try to be friends with the sun?

The harmony of nature really plays a beautiful song in our life..

An irony of a butterfly who has to be a caterpillar before she emerges into a beautiful creature..

All ends to a point.. darkness is just a phase, a channel we must get through to finally find a light..

That's why the rainbow is always amazing..Cause Allah wants us to see an absolute beauty on the sky after the dark cloud hangs above and the rain cleans it up.

The stars bunch around the moon, just to adorn a lonely night..so whenever we see them, we would smile and say "look..!the stars are sparkling at me..!!" and we would think.."night is not always dark.." whoaa tell me more...!