~ rindu baitullah ~

dengan nama Allah yang Maha Penyayang lagi Maha Pengasih

Tuhan
jemputlah aku
menjadi tetamuMu
agar ku bisa berteduh
di sudut rumahMu
agar ku bisa mencicip
sedikit ketenanganMu
agar ku bisa meminjam
sebahgian kekuatanMu
jemputlah aku
sebagai tetamuMu
Tuhan

~rezeki~

dengan nama Allah yang Maha Memberi lagi Maha Menyayangi

sesungguhnya rezeki itu datang dalam pelbagai bentuk...
ada yang memilikinya melalui harta kekayaaan
ada juga mendapat limpahan ilmu pengetahuan
malahan pasangan dan anak-anak juga adalah rezeki
rupa paras yang cantik juga adalah rezeki

maka usahlah kamu membanding-banding rezeki kamu dengan yang lain
sesungguhnya Allah itu Maha Adil
yang kurang itu telah ditampung pada bahagian yang lain
siapalah kita untuk mempertikai

~ damaikan hatimu ~

dengan nama Allah yang Maha Mendengar lagi Maha Mengetahui

~ Pencil and Eraser ~

Dengan nama Allah yang Maha Pengasih lagi Maha Penyayang


Pencil: I'm sorry
Eraser: For what?
You didn't do anything wrong.
Pencil: I'm so...rry cos you get hurt bcos of me. Whenever I made a mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each time.
Eraser: That's true. But I don't really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though one day, I know I'll be gone and you'll replace me with a new one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad. :)

I found this conversation between the pencil and the eraser very inspirational. Parents are like the eraser whereas their children are the pencil. They're always there for their children, cleaning up their mistakes. Sometimes along the way... they get hurt, and become smaller (older, and eventually pass on).

Though their children will eventually find someone new (spouse), but parents are still happy with what they do for their children, and will always hate seeing their precious ones worrying, or sad."

All my life, I've been the pencil.. And it pains me to see the eraser that is my parents getting smaller and smaller each day. For I know that one day, all that I'm left with would be eraser shavings and memories of what I used to have..."

This is to all the parents out there...

~dunia~

dunia itu bagaikan penjara bagi orang-orang beriman

~the author of the book~

dengan nama Allah yang Maha Mengetahui lagi Maha Berkuasa

All this while, I've been dreaming that one day I'll be able to write a book. It may be fiction or non-fiction book. However, with tons of work everyday, I thought that I will never be able to do it. Suddenly a friend of mine remind me with this statement;

"You are the author of a book that you will receive on the day of judgement"

I was so shocked. All this while, I'm actually an author of one of the most important book. The book that I will recieved on D-day. The book that carries thousands of 'royalties' that will determine my special VVIP pass to heaven or hell.

Have you ever thought about it?

So many chapters in the 'book' need to be improvised. All the 'grammar' mistakes, inappropriate 'vocabulary' used, wrong 'sentence structures' and so on. Well,I just pray that the due date is not so soon. So that I can improvise!

Well, no one knows when is the exact 'deadline'. So, let's start today.

~will you still deny it?~