london

London

BY WILLIAM BLAKE

I wander thro' each charter'd street,

Near where the charter'd Thames does flow. 

And mark in every face I meet

Marks of weakness, marks of woe.

In every cry of every Man,

In every Infants cry of fear,

In every voice: in every ban,

The mind-forg'd manacles I hear 

How the Chimney-sweepers cry

Every blackning Church appalls, 

And the hapless Soldiers sigh

Runs in blood down Palace walls 

But most thro' midnight streets I hear

How the youthful Harlots curse

Blasts the new-born Infants tear 

And blights with plagues the Marriage hearse 

PS: My sister sent me the first stanza of this poem, though slightly altered to include Holmes, which is freaking adorable of her. 

i'm 19!

Like, whoa.

flowers that bloom when shaken

Where is the flower that blooms without shaking?
Any of the beautiful flowers of this world
all bloom while being shaken
They shake on stems that grow upright
Where is the love that goes without shaking?
Where is the flower that blooms without being soaked?
Any of the shining flowers of this world
bloom as they are soaked
Soaked by wind and rain, petals bloom warmly
Where is the life that goes without being soaked?

Do Jong-Hwan

when they asked me about aurah

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.

I am currently spending my five-day-holiday in Pasir Gudang, Johor, at my aunt's house. It was lovely to spend the holiday with your family, especially if it involves two adorable little cousins that never stops talking and asking questions.

and there is no sharp image of these kids for they just couldn't stay still

It was 10 pm and my uncle had finally gotten off work. I quickly ran upstairs to grab my tudung, an act that definitely caught the two's interest.

"Kak Na, kenape lari naik atas?"

"Nak pakai tudung"

"Kenape?"

"Sebab ayah kamu dah sampailah."

"Kalau ayah kak na dah sampai kak na pakai jugak ke?"

"Kalau ayah sendiri tak payah pakai."

"Kenape pulak macam tu?"

How am I supposed to explain the concept of aurah to a 3-year-old? They don't understand, and at the same time you feel inclined to tell them; explaining everything to them in the hope that it will become part of their nature to cover their aurah later.

Dear Syafiqah and Kira,

I believe that both of you will not ever read this, but believe that this is sincere from me. I pray that both of you will grow up to be good muslimahs, and make Islam as your deen (way of life). To always respect and love your parents and pray for them always. To always strive to be a better person, and to always chase the akhirah. 

I pray that Allah will keep both of you on His path, forever.

Ameen!

Jabir ibn 'Abdullah reported that the Messenger of Allah, may Allah bless him and grant him peace, said, "Anyone who has three daughters and provides for them, clothes them and shows mercy to them will definitely enter the Garden." A man from the people said, "And two daughters, Messenger of Allah?" He said, "And two."

cec

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.

All journey must come to an end. Including this one.

You know that it is a great team when you actually feel sad when all of it is over.

complaints

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.

I remember how my dad used to say, ‘Jangan mengeluh.’

I used to take his words for granted. I remembered thinking about how it is actually healthy and okay to complain, and about how the words that I said were not complain at all.

We tend to make excuses for ourselves a lot.

Nowadays a lot of things is happening all at once in KMS, and I find it very tempting to complain. Because you know, it feels nice to let stuff out of your chest and share your thoughts with others about how hard and demanding the current situation is. But then I realised something. I realised that complaining will only hinder my spirit to actually carry out the task. Complaining does not make you feel better; instead it droves a whole set of other emotions into you such as anger and disappointments. Complaining can lead to bad-mouthing someone behind their back. Complaining itself is a negative act and it does not in any way, lead to a positive result.

As such, I realised that complaining is a waste of time and energy.

I also realised that my dad was and is, right.

And that is why Allah taught us to be patient in all situations. A true patience does not leave any room for complaints to sneak in.