Everyday, everything that we did or we do will be written.
No matter if it's good deed or bad.
Small or big.
Cheap or expensive.
Since the time you're already a muslim, everything is written, counted.
Either you want or you don't. It will as He say. It will.
When you remember Him in your day, your night,
Every step, every breath, every blink, every sec. It is all written.
The day when you spend with your friend with your mind focus to do it only for the sake of God not others.
The night when you says lovely words for your love one and love him/her only for God.
Every step that you take to get His bless.
In each breath that you take to live only for God, to seek only His bless.
In every blink, you only see the things He let not the things that He forbid.
In every second when you see through the beauty of this life with your heart loyal to your only God.
Even your niah that nobody know which only He know.
They all will be written in you knlowing or not.
Even though you permit it or not, it wll always be written.
So to this point, that we know every deed will be written, Do not overlook the small deed.
Though it's small. Though it is only a smile that you thought will not make any different.
That you thought will not change or add your opportunity of getting near Him.
Of getting near the very beautuful Jannah where you'll meet him every Friday. :)
Small deed will help you to be the resident of Jannah, so how is it that we could easily forget all of them?
Thursday, 31 January 2013
Saturday, 26 January 2013
I'm not close. Way too far.!
Sometimes when I walk in this world there is .. proud.
Even i tried hard to push it away..
Then I started thinking..
'What is it that make me really boasting around so much?'
Even when I walk, I talk, the way I just looked at others..
'What is it about me that I'm so proud of?'
'Why? Is it cause everyone don't pray but I do?'
'Am I too close to Him that I end up thinking that way?'
The fact is that the one who is near won't be thinking that way.. They won't be arrogant as I am.
I'm way too far from Him.
I'm too arrogant that I end up thinking that way... and that's the reason.
I'm scared that this so called 'proud' or 'boast' or the right word is 'ria' ريا will drag me far from Him.
Just then I saw this picture..
If they don't pray now.. It doesn't mean that they will be right straight to hell..
There is still time for them.. God is not that wrath . Allah has mercy..
He can give it to anyone He like ..
The question that I'll always ask myself when I'm about to lost my way is:
"Will there be enough time for me to repent later?"
"Would I be the chosen one to get his mercy?"
"Will I live long enough?"
Well, no one knows.. So just keep our faith strong in Allah and never get lost cause we'll be regretting each time we waste.
Tuesday, 22 January 2013
" L(O.o)VE "
Love is something that is so complex, so wide, so big.
Yet, so cold sometimes..
For love, someone can hurt, can kill, can die...
We dare to give him/her anything..
We sacrifice everything..
"I cut myself for you.. Isn't it enough to show you how much I love you?"
Even our most precious gift from Allah..
"We promise to live a long life together but if you die. If God take you earlier,
I'll kill myself so that we can be together in the next life."
*****
Sometimes, Love gives us strength.
"With you by my side, no one can knock me down. Even God can't"
Love can make us blind.
"Not God nor death can separate us."
Make us lost our way.
"You are my life.. If you die, it's like the light is taken away from me I can't see, I can't live."
*****
Love is actually simply a test.
Our big, wide, complex test that can kill, hurt or makes us simply blind and lost our way that we sacrifice everything and lastly choose to die..
But that's not all..
LOve for the sake of Allah will grunt us happiness forever..
We are given a test that we can simply get through it if we depends on Allah.:)
He helps us by sending us the beautiful love letters (the holy book of Quran)
He even send our prophet which is His lover into this wild world just to guide us along.
To help us even more, he send the imam and wali to show us the way.
Love is not just a painful test, it is infact a beautiful test.
Test that give us pleasure in this life and hereafter.
Test that pull us away from the jahiliyyah..
Test that keep us awake with the great hold of iman.
Test that keep us near to Him.
Test that keep us nearer to the true lover.
The lord, Allah.
Test that we simply need..
cause..
LoVe Is A nEeD nOt A mUsT.
:)
Saturday, 19 January 2013
islam is a need not a must! :)
Maybe you are trying.. Trying to deny.
But...Just stop it.
Cause you just can't. You can't deny the truth.
No matter how hard you tried. You just can't.
So, please try. Try to accept the fact.
Don't deny. No more.
Just accept. Accepting is not a must, it's a need..
It's not a must to know the truth and accept them..
It's a need.. :D. We need to know.
Open your heart and mind. Take a deep breath and think all over again.
Islam is the dean. Dean that we need.
God never force us to accept.
There is no compulsion in islam.
We just need islam as our dean.
We NEED. Not we must.
Allah don't need us.. He himself can stand on his on.
We're the one who need him.
:)
Yeah.. I need you Allah..! <3
Tuesday, 15 January 2013
Ours and forever ours. :)
"And I (Allah) created not the jinn and the mankind except that they should worship Me (alone)." 51: 56.
Don't deny. Don't say NO. Don't run cause we won't go far.
We'll always be here. We're near.
It's a fitrah (faith) that we would be His slave. We are created to worship Him.
Only Him. So, why deny?
This is how it will always go.
We can't run from being His slave cause at the end of the day we'll go right back to Him.
Always and Forever. He is our God and that will continue forever.
FOREVER HE'LL BE THE GOD.
:)
nEaR. HE is forEver NEar.:B
Every human messed up their own life without they knowing.
We just don't use our day for good thing though we know that the day is coming nearer.
The day that we'll die is getting nearer each day.
Yet, we are still too stubborn to do what we are supposed to do.
We waste our youth for watching movies.
We waste our wealth for expensive cloth.
We waste our health for smoking.
We waste our knowledge for nothing.
We end our life with nothing.
So, let's turn back and look at this life that we're in.
Are we satisfied with who we are?
Will He be satisfied?
Would He bless us?
It's His blessing that we need.
We once promise that He will be our only God.
That we'll love Him the most.
That we LIVE only for ALLAH.
Did we accomplish any of those?
Did we?
Well, we have not complete all of them.
Allah said that He is always near.
What He said is true. Forever true. Not one lie.
We promised that we'll believe.
So, why don't we now?
Just put our trust on Him. He's there. Always listening.
Always looking. Always there.
Why? Why can't we see? Why can't we see that He's near. That He always love us
Are we so blind?
He's near. Just try. Try to turn to Him. Repent.
Try, cause He looks forward for your effort .
We try, we pray, He'll help. Don't it seems simple?
Yes it is. Always were. He made it simple for us.
mAkE iT gO0D ..!
Yes, it seems like everyday is different.
Everyday have it's own cloud, wind, thunder, and lightning.
I can't say it but sometimes we do feel fed up that there is always problems that comes and sometimes it leaves us clueless.
We can't predict what is going to happen, how it will be ending.
We tried to figure it out. Why? What will come? Who?
We are CLUELESS.
Why? because we are humans, slave that are created by ALLAH.
We are weak.
That's the fact that we have to accept.
Also, we are strong.
Muslims are stronger then other human.
Smile as wide as you can cause we are His slave.
Don't you feel great for being His slave.
Slave of the almighty.
Created by Him. Loved by Him.
We are special that we have the priority.
He is gracious to every one.
He gives most everything to everyone.
If you look through you'll see. :)
But, He is only merciful to the muslims.
He gives us IMAN that is precious.
*********
(: sMiLe CaUsE tHiS iS lIfe :)
Saturday, 12 January 2013
while i write i realize..:)
Writing is part of how i express myself.
While I write, I thought that I'm just a starter.
'Who would read it?' That was what i thought.
But yesterday it changes.
My friend, Jang comment saying that what I write touches her heart.
And my other friend,Mr.Q said that he read it.
Hope it was true :D
'See, someone is reading. You did make some change. They read they think, they'll change to someone better.' That's what I thought today. That was what i hope for. :)
:) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)
Well, that's not really what I want to share.
It's just that small things may change the big one.
Writing may look such a small thing, but it is big when it changes the reader, even if we only cheer them up.
A mother that can't effort to send her children to expensive class of their desire, can just support them for what they do. Praise them for their talent. That small thing can help them gain their interest. Just stop making promises that you'll send her when you can't. Just support is enough.
Seeing a sister not in good condition, or crying, just comfort them. It is not worth asking if she is not ready to share. Just be her comforter, the time sure will come that she'll share.
"Wow, you draw well." may look small thing but when a mother says that to a child, it is more then enough.!
Monday, 7 January 2013
cry? why?
Humans HAVE to cry.
Sometimes we cry so much, we cry everyday.
But do we figure out why we cry? Should we cry?
What is it for? Any benefit ?
Is it for the world that surely gonna end anyway?
Or is it for someone that must die?
Is it for a relationship that will end anyhow ?
Do we ever think of crying for something that last forever?
Do we ever think of crying for ALLAH?
Our life, our day, our night, our pray, our sleep, our deeds either its small or big, it is for Allah.
But why can't we cry for Him?
Said we love Him but yet, we never cry for Him.
Even a non muslim cry when hear His call..
when hear his words.
but again, why can't us?
Sometimes we cry so much, we cry everyday.
But do we figure out why we cry? Should we cry?
What is it for? Any benefit ?
Is it for the world that surely gonna end anyway?
Or is it for someone that must die?
Is it for a relationship that will end anyhow ?
Do we ever think of crying for something that last forever?
Do we ever think of crying for ALLAH?
Our life, our day, our night, our pray, our sleep, our deeds either its small or big, it is for Allah.
But why can't we cry for Him?
Said we love Him but yet, we never cry for Him.
Even a non muslim cry when hear His call..
when hear his words.
but again, why can't us?
Saturday, 5 January 2013
Allah is the best..
Dahuq was trying not to make any sound so that she won't wake her mother up. Yes, she is meeting Zul again.
But then for the first time she failed, her mother, Rita was at the kitchen, drinking.
"Going out again huh? And surprisingly, this time it is without my permission.
'Sh*t, what are you doing here?'
"Sh*t? Wow, that is very polite. I never thought you would be that polite to your own mother." Ouch, only God knows how much that word hurts her mother.
'Mother, i gotta go. See you then'
"Why so fast? I have not finish yet"
Dahuq stop. `Oh no!
"With who are you going out with this late night? Have you pray?"
'Mom, I'm not a kid who pee at her pants. Pray?'
"Yeah, you may not be kids anymore, but it is my responsibility to always remind you."
'Mom, must stop nagging okay?' ~nagging? how it really hurt her heart more.~
"I thought I have sent you to islamic school, and you knows what's right and what's wrong"
'Yeah, thanks for that. I know what's right and what's wrong. And what I'm about to do is right..'
"O, you think it's right? Come on don't continue living in denial."
'Denial? What did I do wrong? Say it mom!"
For the first time, Dahuq speak to her mother with a very high volume. She was such an innocent child. But now that she has Zul, every thing changes.
"Having boyfriend or girlfriend before marriage, is it halal?"
'Well, is it haram then?'
Her mom turns around trying to avoid her daughter gaze. Her tears that she tried to keep fell. The tears rolled down her cheek and fell. But no one saw. Just she, her and herself. Dahuq left already. She felt on her knee when the door was closed.
"Dear God, please. Please, help her. Guide her to the path. Guide her back. Please. I beg you. She has gone so far."
Rita lay on the cold floor waiting for her daughter.
The clock shows 12:00 but Dahuq is still not home. She kept hoping and praying that everything is all right. She never did these before. Never meet any guy personally. Never have an argument with her either. It just scare her when Dahuq started doing all these. ~Would she change even more? Would she get worst? All the questions lingered in her mind. What should I do?
She called her daughter. Twice, trice but Dahuq never answer.
She sat on the chair later.
When Rita woke up, it was dawn. She rushed upstairs. Her daughter was praying. She smiled. ~Dahuq would not change wrath. She would always be her. My innocent daughter and it won't change.~ she thought. As a single mother, she did everything. She tried her best to complete her daughter. Dahuq has ease her all this while but there is always test. Test from Allah for both of us.
That morning, as other days, she prepared breakfast.
It was Dahuq's routine to wake up early early every morning and she did. Dahuq came to the kitchen. She was ready to go, but she would not skip her breakfast. It's a must. A rule that she up hold since she was a kid.
She sat in the dining room.
"Here, let's eat."
'Mom, about yesterday, I'm sorry. I should have not shout.'
"Do you have to have one..?"
'Yes?'
"A boyfriend. Is it a must?"
'I don't know, I just need him.'
"Why? What is he for?"
'To complete my life.'
"Complete your life? How would that be?
'Mom, I need a guy in my life. Can you give me back my father? Huh? You can't right? So, just stop.'
"Why? All this while isn't it enough me alone? Since your father died when you were a baby, I never thought of getting married again. I thought you are fine. I've tried my best to be both your parents."
'Mom, don't lie to me. You need a guy to guide you, right? Woman needs a guy, a husband.'
"Yes, woman need a husband. Your father is my husband."
'WAS. He was your husband. He is dead mom.'
"He is going to be my only husband.No one else will replace him. I don't need other guys in my life. Allah is enough. H e completes my life."
'Mom, stop this nonsense please.'
"Dahuq, do you realize what you're saying? Our day will always be complete with Allah in our heart. Having a boyfriend, what would he help?"
'Mom, i know. I'm sorry. It's just that, with Him by my side I feel safe.' (smile )
"Safe? How?What? What did he save you from? Enemy? What enemy do you have in this peaceful country other then 'shaitan' (devil)? Can he shoo the shaitan away for you?
'Don't be ridiculous. Stop this.'
"No I'm not being ridiculous and I ain't gonna stop either. Do that guy bring you near Allah or near to being the friend of shaitan?"
'I don't care as long as he loves me, everything else doesn't matters.'
"Love? Love is what you say?"
'Yes, he loves me more then anyone else does. I love him too and there is nothing that you can do.'
"Love. Do you even know what love is?"
'Yes, sure I do.'
"You know? If you know, you won't be doing that then. So, if you know what love is. Tell me then."
'Love. Love is when you like some one. Like him no matter how, what comes. You will even die for him' Dahuq stops. Rita smiles.
"My dear, Love is when you protect someone. Protect him/her from what ever that come. From shaitan, from her/ him getting near to kufr or getting near to nar. Bringing him/ her near to Allah s.w.t. That is what love is. It is not to only like someone, or love someone with all your heart. If you love him and he can bring you to jannah, get marriad. Marry him."
'Mom, I'm not ready yet. I don't want to get married yet.'
'So, why you go out with him? Why love him so much?What is it for?
'To know him better. To have fun. I don't want to get married early and leave all the fun of being teenagers'
"To know him better? To have fun? There is no other better fun than getting married. What ever you do with your husband is halal. You get reward in jannah. Now, when you with him, don't he touch you. Your hand? It is haram. Everything you do with him is haram, don't you realize?"
'He is also a muslim, he know. He don't do such things.'
"Yes, he is a muslim, i know. But, do you see what is in his heart. What he saw when he sees you. What he feels. Do you know? It is zina, when he thinks of you, sees you, imagine you. Before he sleeps. Zina. Don't you afraid?"
'I don't know mom. I don't know what to do.'
"Ask him to come over."
' Mom.'
"Leaves everything to Allah. He already says that a good woman is for a good guy. Don't you remember?"
'But, it don't seems true...'
"If it is not, then it is a test. this life is always a test. A test that is given for the one who is ready for it."
'I'll think a bout it over again.'
"Okay, you gotta go work. Just.."
'JUST THINK THE BEST WAY. ALLAH KNOW THE BEST.! Thanks mom, for being my mother all this while.'
"Loves you.!"
With a hug and kiss they bid good bye.
But then for the first time she failed, her mother, Rita was at the kitchen, drinking.
"Going out again huh? And surprisingly, this time it is without my permission.
'Sh*t, what are you doing here?'
"Sh*t? Wow, that is very polite. I never thought you would be that polite to your own mother." Ouch, only God knows how much that word hurts her mother.
'Mother, i gotta go. See you then'
"Why so fast? I have not finish yet"
Dahuq stop. `Oh no!
"With who are you going out with this late night? Have you pray?"
'Mom, I'm not a kid who pee at her pants. Pray?'
"Yeah, you may not be kids anymore, but it is my responsibility to always remind you."
'Mom, must stop nagging okay?' ~nagging? how it really hurt her heart more.~
"I thought I have sent you to islamic school, and you knows what's right and what's wrong"
'Yeah, thanks for that. I know what's right and what's wrong. And what I'm about to do is right..'
"O, you think it's right? Come on don't continue living in denial."
'Denial? What did I do wrong? Say it mom!"
For the first time, Dahuq speak to her mother with a very high volume. She was such an innocent child. But now that she has Zul, every thing changes.
"Having boyfriend or girlfriend before marriage, is it halal?"
'Well, is it haram then?'
Her mom turns around trying to avoid her daughter gaze. Her tears that she tried to keep fell. The tears rolled down her cheek and fell. But no one saw. Just she, her and herself. Dahuq left already. She felt on her knee when the door was closed.
"Dear God, please. Please, help her. Guide her to the path. Guide her back. Please. I beg you. She has gone so far."
Rita lay on the cold floor waiting for her daughter.
The clock shows 12:00 but Dahuq is still not home. She kept hoping and praying that everything is all right. She never did these before. Never meet any guy personally. Never have an argument with her either. It just scare her when Dahuq started doing all these. ~Would she change even more? Would she get worst? All the questions lingered in her mind. What should I do?
She called her daughter. Twice, trice but Dahuq never answer.
She sat on the chair later.
When Rita woke up, it was dawn. She rushed upstairs. Her daughter was praying. She smiled. ~Dahuq would not change wrath. She would always be her. My innocent daughter and it won't change.~ she thought. As a single mother, she did everything. She tried her best to complete her daughter. Dahuq has ease her all this while but there is always test. Test from Allah for both of us.
That morning, as other days, she prepared breakfast.
It was Dahuq's routine to wake up early early every morning and she did. Dahuq came to the kitchen. She was ready to go, but she would not skip her breakfast. It's a must. A rule that she up hold since she was a kid.
She sat in the dining room.
"Here, let's eat."
'Mom, about yesterday, I'm sorry. I should have not shout.'
"Do you have to have one..?"
'Yes?'
"A boyfriend. Is it a must?"
'I don't know, I just need him.'
"Why? What is he for?"
'To complete my life.'
"Complete your life? How would that be?
'Mom, I need a guy in my life. Can you give me back my father? Huh? You can't right? So, just stop.'
"Why? All this while isn't it enough me alone? Since your father died when you were a baby, I never thought of getting married again. I thought you are fine. I've tried my best to be both your parents."
'Mom, don't lie to me. You need a guy to guide you, right? Woman needs a guy, a husband.'
"Yes, woman need a husband. Your father is my husband."
'WAS. He was your husband. He is dead mom.'
"He is going to be my only husband.No one else will replace him. I don't need other guys in my life. Allah is enough. H e completes my life."
'Mom, stop this nonsense please.'
"Dahuq, do you realize what you're saying? Our day will always be complete with Allah in our heart. Having a boyfriend, what would he help?"
'Mom, i know. I'm sorry. It's just that, with Him by my side I feel safe.' (smile )
"Safe? How?What? What did he save you from? Enemy? What enemy do you have in this peaceful country other then 'shaitan' (devil)? Can he shoo the shaitan away for you?
'Don't be ridiculous. Stop this.'
"No I'm not being ridiculous and I ain't gonna stop either. Do that guy bring you near Allah or near to being the friend of shaitan?"
'I don't care as long as he loves me, everything else doesn't matters.'
"Love? Love is what you say?"
'Yes, he loves me more then anyone else does. I love him too and there is nothing that you can do.'
"Love. Do you even know what love is?"
'Yes, sure I do.'
"You know? If you know, you won't be doing that then. So, if you know what love is. Tell me then."
'Love. Love is when you like some one. Like him no matter how, what comes. You will even die for him' Dahuq stops. Rita smiles.
"My dear, Love is when you protect someone. Protect him/her from what ever that come. From shaitan, from her/ him getting near to kufr or getting near to nar. Bringing him/ her near to Allah s.w.t. That is what love is. It is not to only like someone, or love someone with all your heart. If you love him and he can bring you to jannah, get marriad. Marry him."
'Mom, I'm not ready yet. I don't want to get married yet.'
'So, why you go out with him? Why love him so much?What is it for?
'To know him better. To have fun. I don't want to get married early and leave all the fun of being teenagers'
"To know him better? To have fun? There is no other better fun than getting married. What ever you do with your husband is halal. You get reward in jannah. Now, when you with him, don't he touch you. Your hand? It is haram. Everything you do with him is haram, don't you realize?"
'He is also a muslim, he know. He don't do such things.'
"Yes, he is a muslim, i know. But, do you see what is in his heart. What he saw when he sees you. What he feels. Do you know? It is zina, when he thinks of you, sees you, imagine you. Before he sleeps. Zina. Don't you afraid?"
'I don't know mom. I don't know what to do.'
"Ask him to come over."
' Mom.'
"Leaves everything to Allah. He already says that a good woman is for a good guy. Don't you remember?"
'But, it don't seems true...'
"If it is not, then it is a test. this life is always a test. A test that is given for the one who is ready for it."
'I'll think a bout it over again.'
"Okay, you gotta go work. Just.."
'JUST THINK THE BEST WAY. ALLAH KNOW THE BEST.! Thanks mom, for being my mother all this while.'
"Loves you.!"
With a hug and kiss they bid good bye.
Wednesday, 2 January 2013
alcohol? who need it.. :P
"Hey man. Know what? today is my birthday, so i was thinking about having a party and as you my best friend, how about buying you a bottle of tequila.
The most expensive one of $ 1 500 00 a bottle. What do you think.?"
"Oh wow.. Happy Birthday man. (hug)
But I don't think I can make it to tour birthday party.
and I thought you know I don't drink anymore."
"Oh no man, how come? This is the way we have fun. This is the way to be cool."
"It WAS. "
"And now you're telling me you stop? No way man. No one can stop drinking.
You was my man. You drink a lot but you don't mess up. What's up yaw?"
"Well, things change. I don't think i need to drink to be cool. I'm already cool."
"(sigh) I don't know man, I can't."
"My wife made me stop.
I don't need to get high some people do and some people die.
The life that i leave might not be that long, but while I'm alive i'll be healthy and strong.
I need to get healthy for my wife and our coming child"
"Wow , we're best friend. You never tell me you're goin' to be a dad. Congrats man!"
*******
A"father" from a church came and ask a muslim guy.
"Why don't you drink alcohol? It is such a waste. Alcohol is cool"
"Yeah?"
"Also, why don't you eat pork. Pork is better then any other meat."
"Well, why don't you get married? getting married is better then either eating pork or drinking alcohol"
A"father" from a church came and ask a muslim guy.
"Why don't you drink alcohol? It is such a waste. Alcohol is cool"
"Yeah?"
"Also, why don't you eat pork. Pork is better then any other meat."
"Well, why don't you get married? getting married is better then either eating pork or drinking alcohol"
*******
Muslim must be smart and act smart.
Don't let other put you or your religion down.
Standing up for Islam is part of Jihad.! :)
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