A Debate

A Mufti sat next to a Reverend on a flight. The Rev asked the Mufti,
"What is your occupation?"

Mufti: "I'm into big business".

Rev: "But what business exactly?"

Mufti: "I deal with God".

Rev: "Ah, so you're a Muslim religious leader. I have one problem with you Muslims: you oppress your women".

Mufti: "How do we oppress women?"

Rev: "You make your women cover up completely and you keep them in the homes".

Mufti: "Ah. I have a problem with you people: you oppress MONEY".

Rev: "What? How can one oppress money?"

Mufti: "You keep your money hidden away, in wallets, banks and safes.You keep it covered up. Why don't you display it in public if it's a beautiful thing?"

Rev: "It will get stolen, obviously."

Mufti: "You keep your money hidden because it is so valuable. We value the true worth of women far, far more. Therefore, these precious jewels are not on display to one and all. They are kept in honour and dignity".

Salaam.







This is to say how tired I am. I know I should not be sitting in front of the computer, updating blog but I've not clicked the mouse for almost 4 days! (ok, so tell me I cannot enter the Survivor show).

Huh. School is depressing. No, the schoolwork are. School has always been the same old "unique" building. Oh well.

Salaam...






Heh. One of the posters about the Arabic debate, which I secretly (and mischievously) peeled off from the wall. Well, no point being excited about it cuz.. our team lost anyway. Haha. =)




p/s: I post it up just for the sake of "entertainment" okay. dun get me wrong..why would i be proud of posting it up since I lost the debate? LoL. =D

Jendela Hati

Aku Ingin Hidup Secerah Mentari
Yang Menyinar Di Taman Hatiku
Aku Ingin Seriang Kicauan Burung
Yang Terdengar Di Jendela Kehidupan

Aku Ingin Segala Galanya damai
Penuh Mesra Membuah Ceria
Aku Ingin Menghapus Duka Dan Lara
Melerai Rindu Di Dalam Dada

Sedamai Pantai Yang Memutih
Sebersih Titisan Embunan Pagi
Dan Ukhuwah Kini Pasti Berputik
Menghiasi Taman Kasih Yang Harmoni

Seharum Kasturi Seindah Pelangi
Segalanya Bermula Di Hati Di Sini...

***

Salaam. Jendela Hati, Saujana. Nadiah and I did our Flash project about this song...
We put up nice pictures corresponding to the lyrics of this song. I love our piece of work very much.
And we did it on our own, [yes, help was from our friends but NOT from our IT teacher. Why?
cuz he did not know anything abt flash.hah.funny teacher. I wonder how he got that job]

Hmm..it is a melancholic song with an eloquent meaning. Especially the sentences in bold. Significant meanings they have. Oh yes..in our Flash project, when the part
"Dan Ukhuwah Kini Pasti Berputik" was sung, we put up a picture of last year's Pre-U2.. A happy picture it was. Well, the motive was to..erm...to sort of 'appreciate' them..'remember' them..cuz it was their last year. *sniffs*

I suppose, some could decipher the meaning of this post. Well, for those who do not, nevermind. [eh, as if I have faithful readers.muahaha]. As for my classmates, I may have hurt your feelings alot of times and.. err.. [made you suffer?]..I apologise. I know we are all under a lot of stress.
But I don't think that is the reason for us to act cold and harsh towards each other. [ right?Right. =) ]

We may come from different worlds but we are here with the same motive, the same 'want'. "W-A-N-T", [thank you, shafi'e for the "meaningful speech". how ever u spell his name] that is to learn everything that is taught, for the sake of Allah, for our future. So that means we are still in the process of becoming future leaders/scholars (insya Allah). And of course, the 'process' has to be clean and free of 'impurities', in order to produce a satisfactory product. I am sure you know what are the 'impurities'.

I know I am not someone who has the right to say such things but I only wish to voice out my views and express my reflections.

All in all, I love my friends for they are the most valuable things I have found in life. Being here has made me a stronger person and undeniably true, I have learnt a lot. I suppose there is a blessing in disguise from the transfer.True, I learnt a lot during schooling in both schools. It is a gift I shall treasure.

Aite. Written enough. Salaam.

Grateful and proud I am to be born a Muslim! =)

Salaam.

How does it feel like to be overwhelmed by Halaawatul Iman ?
I would want to know..would want to feel the tenderness of it... sigh.

It hurts a lot when you cannot do what you want to do so badly.. when everyone is against you..against your decision, not supporting you at all..

I envy those, mostly my friends, who get to go to MKS twice a week.. but hmm..my parents do not allow me to do so.. perhaps I am not good enough..not pious enough.... I don't know..

It is like a blunt knife, piercing into your heart, and you feel the pain..it gets more and more painful everytime... when people look down on you..when people distrust you.... when people accuse you for no definite reason..and there is no one to console you..not even your close friends...not even your teddy bear (?!)....

Then the only One whom we can turn to is Him, of course. For sure, He is the All Hearing and All-Knowing... because He is Always There for us......

btw I feel like buying the book La Takhaf La Tahzan.
It seems interesting..Atiqah a.k.a homorectus was right..haha..

Till then, fi ri'aayatiLLah..