Small, little things

In a relationship, small little gestures on random days bring so much happiness.

As simple as that person spreads sajadah for you.
As simple as that person places a pillow under your head as you fell asleep in the car,
As simple as that person calls/texts you to let you know that he/she is coming home soon.
As simple as that person cares about your family members,
As simple as that person asks how your day has been or say thank you.
As simple as many other things I treasure too much to mention,
Really, thank you.


Forever, I am grateful.
For those "simple" things are big and meant alot.

Many times, I thought of them and couldn't help but to feel "Baiknya Allah bagi semua ni"

Hope

Hope is a nurtured thing.
You see a lady conceiving for 9 months, hoping to see her baby at the end. For 9 months, hope is nurtured. Tummy gets bigger. Movements get increasingly felt. All seem to be telling the mother to be more hopeful day by day.

Hope is a gift. From someone to another. When one promised another of a delightful prospect. Of some forms of happiness. But What happens when you are too scared of your own weaknesses, fearing that you may give false hope? Or could it be that you are avoiding your own chance to giving your own best as you avoid making any promise at all?

Funny is this thing called hope. It makes you happy even at it's sheer utterance despite us knowing that future is something beyond our control. Perhaps, c'iest la vie.. that's how life is. You give some hopes to others and you receive hope and be hopeful. You try your ultimate best at keeping your own promise.

Perhaps hope is always a two-way thing. A balance between giving promises and setting expectations. About putting efforts and having tawakal to Allah.

Perhaps hope is about collaboration. Maybe it needs all entities to share the same aspirations, rather than just one or some entities being hopeful and later cry alone at disappointment.

And indeed He has claimed. one thing to hold to and confide in is,

Allah paling menepati janji.
Dia tak menzalimi hamba-hambaNya .

Kenangan

Ada apa pada kenangan?
Andai disebut, apa diratap.
Ada apa pada sayangan,
Andai diangkut, entah ditatap.

Once a stream

If my tarbiyah is a small river

I wonder what colour it is now,

left stagnant blocked, untouched,

leaving chance for the blowing ashes.

I wonder what state it is now,

Is it cold uninviting,

Or rather now an inkling to different sorts of invitees.

Maybe this is a help.

Maybe this is a test.

For how long, love?

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Al-Aswad lbn Hilal reported: As we were walking with Mu’adh bin Jabal one day, he said, 

‘Let us sit down for a while to meditate on Allah.’

I miss having friends to sit down and talk about Allah.

Maybe Allah wants me to correct my niyah.

Maybe Allah wants me to practise what I have learned before.

Maybe Allah wants me to work extra hard to remember him and and continue finding my own usrah.

There are other ways of remembering Him, I know.

but I guess I'm just too scared that I'm not strong enough.
Please make doa for me.

Maybe I should try to practise the doa' taught by Rasulullah SAW to Muadz:

‘O Allah help me in remembering You, in offering thanks to You, and in worshiping You properly.”

Ps: I am much thankful that Allah blessed me with a lifetime naqib though. Despite my other half's busy housemanship, Alhamdulillah he's there to be my Naqib cum usrahmate. Jazakallahukhayr my dearest. 

Nieces

It's sweetness having to see a lovely girl and a cute baby girl as you return from work.
My new nieces, Naurah and Nailah are just so adorable.

May both of you grow to be solehah, and great loving daugthers to your parents. and great nieces to cik Nana please!

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I'm looking for my grit.
Soon.
Soon.

Orientation weeks have ended.
Things are stable and pleasant subhanallah.
It's time for empowerment.

My other half is now working in Hosp Sg Buloh alhamdulillah. And I've just graduated few weeks back. Sooo many good things to be grateful for! Alhamdulillah. doakan keberkatan Allah buat kami!

The track

I stood there watching as fathers, mothers, children, brothers, sisters, and others to others entered the train. The train from Abberswyth to Birmingham. Busy souls with myriads of goals and destinations. With different emotions and different sort of things going on in their lives.

I trailed my gaze along the rail  track till the steel seemed to disappear into the bushes where it bends.

"Do know, Nana,
What's straight on, isn't without bend.
But as long as you have your track, you'll get to where you should be."

Alhamdulillah.
Life has been so blessed with goodness,
Now shared,
With a gentle soul with a big heart.

Allahu,
May our marriage be a source of happiness
And most importantly a source of what needed to keep on the track despite the bends.
From You and to You.
Bismillah.

Please pray for us that our marriage be blessed with sakina, mawaddah, and rahmah

S's N

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Sayup talu tapak menyapa
Taman rapi tempat menjadi
Kuncup semalu saat disapa
Bukan sepi tiada sudi.

Dingin sedang bayu merembat,
Embun sedang persis berkantung,
Jernih kadang tak terlihat,
Kasih sering tak terhitung.