.life goes on #2.

the funny part.

of this recovering process. 

it is not easy. 

i need the strength from Him. 

or i'll die in jahil or as munafiqun. 

die, die and die 

.life goes on #1.

when people ask me how am i doing, i would tell them i am good.

even when i am not.

when people question why i am not working in big firms or companies, i would tell them i will do but later.

even when actually i have rejected a job offer overseas. 

when people trigger the question why i am no longer with this specific person, i would tell them i chose not to.

even when actually i believe Allah swt wants to close my heart for "reconciliation" session.

when people ask me questions, i would them things that they want to hear. 

but life is nafsi nafsi (but in the exception of certain area covered by hablu minnannas), so let it be. 

2014 onwards.

insyaAllah. 

i will only do things, that is going to help me to be a better muslim. 

have been astrayed for few years (since i got into serious relationship), this year shall be better biiznillah. as ibn muslim's suggests, there is a fardh that compulsory to us. only if you know.

.2014, is a year for reconcilliation. of qalbi. 

insyaAllah. 

.travelog #33.

hei hei.

home is a desperate end, say the lies.

but the lennon boy said the truth. 

and i bet, hei hei you are confused. 

doomed.

said the aristotle or sorcrates.

it is happening again.

and now i am taking charge.

hell yeah.

i love being an underdog again.

nevertheless, life goes on.

Alhamdulillah. 

.travelog #32.

there are times when i wish. 

i should have keep things to myself than to share it with someone that i trust. 

because of this someone who seems to have holier-than-thou attitude. 

or it could be just my perception. 

may Allah swt forgives me. 

.travelog #31.

i don't curse.
but once i do.
still not that harsh.
but sharp enough.

"sebenarnya sama setan juga penyokong PR ini"

today is the election day.
of my country.

p/s : the picture was taken during MV shooting of "undilah" song.

.travelog #30.

last friday.
i was buying few books from this islamic store.
which is my only source if i feel like buying religious books.
for me or as gifts to others.

then when i was about to pay at the counter.
the usual akhi Samer wasn't there.
the owner.
but there was a younger guy instead,
around my age.

he promptly asked me, whether i am from malaysia.
i replied yes.
then he wanted to ask a question.
i replied, "sure, go ahead".

The cashier :
"why muslims from malaysia are practicing like real muslims? better than those long beards pakistanis or arabs, what is the secret?"

I was literally stunned and speechless.
because I wasn't sure what his questions were referring to. but I replied :
"In what context brother?"

Then he pointed out an example :
"I went to furqan's for fajr's prayer and half of the jamaah were malaysians"
(furqan is one of the mosques nearby)

I took some time to think. Because I kinda have the answer but I wasn't sure. My reasoning cognition was considering many factors at one time. But somehow I think I get one of the possible reasons. Thus, I replied :
"It could be the usrah, or halaqah which keep the guys on purpose"

Then he put a big smile on his face, He replied by nodding his head :
"Yes, that really make sense, a very good point"

Conversation ended with greetings. Jzklh.

.travelog #29.

"you are such a gentleman".
coming from a stranger.
which surprised me.
may God's love be with you.

you might be homeless.
but you are still a brother of mine.