Tuesday, January 18, 2011

with me.

"I just woke up from a dream. I was in the middle of a desert. A man dressed in a white Jubah and is like 2 heads taller than me, walked up to me. He said these exact words, 'Allah still loves you. Allah is forgiving. He is willing to give you a chance to be a better Muslim. Respect your parents and elders and InsyAllah, you will lead a good life.' Im still shaking now. Subhanallah. I feel like crying." - Aidil Zulkiflee

This is so scary. I felt so scared after reading that post. Maybe it's about time to change?

It was unbelievable to see how shallow i was. After i really graduated from my religious class, reading Novels and watching Islamic-related movies, i realized, Allah loves me. Allah loves everyone. Allah has his own reason(s) why he created us this way. I used to think that God is forever unfair. God was this and God was that. I blamed God for making me less fortunate in terms of everything but to actually think back, he has his reason(s) why. He wants us to learn from our own mistakes. Thank you for the never ending chances that was given, God. I may sound like a fanatic Muslim. You may think that 'Aku Masih Dara' spiked my whole brain but actually, naaaah. I've been thinking about this since God knows when. And InsyaAllah, one day, i will change the way i dress. Come to think of it, it's true that 'Islam' is reflected in my identity card, but i don't really practice Islam. I am such a bad example to my siblings, everyone.

Back to reality. I've yet to do my presentation slides for tomorrow. Hopefully, i will not be lazy tonight to complete everything. Formal wear is such a pain. I have plenty at home but they're all not my size. So i actually went to G2000 because Kat said that the formal wear there are quite in trend and they hold such a great price which i don't think so. There's so many things lingering on my mind now. MasyaAllah. I am forever a busy lady. Okay i shall now take my shower and then go off to work.

I need to talk to Alza and hopefully, he can be the 'Firdaus' in my life.

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