.smart people are like smarties.

dear guys.

who read a lot.know a lot of things.
have a firm stand on any issues or topics.

you must remember this.

you don't have to be proud of yourself.
you don't have to talk all the time.
you don't have to judge others easily.
you don't have to keep whining all the time.

i know people like you easily.
as easy as i know political practices everywhere is corrupted.
but,do you know what I'm so afraid of?

when you are confused with things that you know.
when you failed to act your thoughts into an action.
when you are doing nothing for the ummah but only do things to satisfy yourself.

i don't want to hate you because i respect you in a way.
and i don't hate people.i only dislike people.
but still.

because of you i'm not able to face my good friend again.
because of you her friends are looking at me like a bad guy.

and it's so pathetic if you think you did the right thing.
because it's what we called fitnah.

and i pray to Allah swt to forgive all your sins.
i don't have much hatred left in my heart for anything else.
because i was trained not to.
by your religion.kan?

p/s :
i take responsibility of things that i have done.
and your story is merely your assumptions of situations.
please meet me face to face young smart lady.
if you want to know the truth.
i hate smarties who act like a fool.
tau hadith ni,tau hadith tu.
tapi.perangai macam.
hurm.
Astaghfirullah.
may Allah swt forgives me.

-end of a drama-

get a life lar bro!

.lovely flies flying into the circle of uncertainty.

present.
plain and uncertain.
as it was distorted by someone's else misjudgment.

flair.
beautiful under control.
but not when in sudden.
as it will be just a fatal destruction.

i.
know what i have in myself.
know where i am going.
know what i am going to achieve.
know what i want to change in this world.

if i failed.
to lead my ummah to something great.
at least i know i have tried.
not once.

i don't live in this world to satisfy my own demand.
i am obliged.
to Him.
to the society.

qul amantu billahi thummastaqim.

p/s : .out of the sudden.:)

.hallucination of what's real and what's not.

i don't have the desire for anything.
yet.
i don't have things to fight for.
yet.
i don't need to be in-charge of anything.
yet.
i don't need to let myself drowned.
yet.
i don't have to kill myself.
yet.

i just need to get rid of the 'yet'.
now.

.2011.

the first mission.
i am going to be a capitalist.
:)
surprised?
me myself.:)

.dejected mode.

today is not a good day.
pathetically shall not be that bad either.

self-realization.
muhasabah.
whatever you call it.
thats what i'm doing.

i'm an idealist.
within the context of divine rules @ shariah.
i'm a catalyst.
to work on things which fools won't do.

i don't bother to fix the situation.
of mere rumors or people making assumptions about me that obviously aren't true.
like seriously, you are wasting your time.
i am not going to leave her.
i am sorry.
for you.

biiznillah.;)

.like seriously.

who cares about pure kindness nowadays
a capitalist doesn't care about what they can do for the society.

the least they could do is:

they create the word 'philanthropy' activities.
to signifies that they care about human being.

but maybe acceptable since they do something nice even with the expectation of getting public acknowledgment.
referring to this - fiqh maxim :
'choose the least between two harms'

p/s : fabricated kindness.is there such word?.;)

.moving uncomfortably too slow.

travelling again
i know exactly how it's gonna end
the routine day dream starts as I get off
i'm holding up the queue
because my ticket won't go through
i know it should be simple but it's not

something's gotta change
i know i'm lucky in a lot of ways
so why do I want more
than what I have?
brace myself to hear the lies
i wonder if they know that I
don't get the jokes but I just
need to laugh

there's infinite detail
when you break it down
it all becomes simple how
it all becomes clearer now

so don't take my photograph
cos I don't wanna know how it looks
to feel like this
as cars and people pass
it feels like standing still but I know
i'm just moving sub-consciously
slow.

p/s : not mine - newton faulkner