;)true muslimah..

A True Muslimah…

“The beauty of a true Muslimah,
Is reflected through her soul
Flowing with passion through her eyes,
Growing in love with a glowing heart,
Revealing her internal beauty through her acts,
Overflowing with love and comfort
As her life is full of compassion
She is like the tranquil hidden pearl,
Beneath the stormy wide ocean,

Her strength is her trust,
Her glamour is her modesty,
Her dignity is preserved,
Fearing Allah all the time
Living a life seeking Allah’s Mercy and love
Her aura of beauty is felt within
As she flourishes the lives of those she touches
With warmth and kindness
Her heart glowing with patience
As she nourishes the lives of those she touches
With understanding, sympathy and kindness
Her eyes glowing with love
As she binds hearts together
With her true beauty of sisterly love
In the name of love for Allah.”

;)barometer buat DR(daie rabbani)

bismillah..

wantabih min rakdatilrhof..lati fal'umru qalilu..

wathroh saufa wa hatta..fahuma da 'uun da khilu..

mode:mujahadah(berusaha keras...;))kerana.. einda nafsika minal roflati ma yakfiiha..
dan ada barometer yg telah ditetapkan buat para daie..

qalbun yatillu afkarihi,wayadun tamdii l'umuru wanafsun lahwuhatta'abu..

Be truthful in everything, don’t lie.
Be sincere and straightforward, don’t be hypocritical.
Be honest, don’t be corrupt.
Be humble, don’t be boastful.
Be moderate, don’t be excessive.
Be reserved, don’t be garrulous.
Be soft-spoken, don’t be loud.
Be refined and gentle in speech, don’t curse and use foul language.
Be loving and solicitous to others, don’t be unmindful of them.
Be considerate and compassionate, don’t be harsh.
Be polite and respectful to people, don’t be insulting or disrespectful.
Be generous and charitable, don’t be selfish and miserly.
Be good natured and forgiving, don’t be bitter and resentful.
Share and be content with what Allah has given you, don’t be greedy.
Be cheerful and pleasant, don’t be irritable and morose.
Be chaste and pure, don’t be lustful.
Be alert and aware of the world around you, don’t be absent-minded.
Be dignified and decent, don’t be graceless.

Be optimistic and hopeful, don’t be cynical or pessimistic.
Be confident and have deep faith, don’t be doubtful and wavering.
Be spiritually oriented and not materialistic.
Be confident of the mercy of Allah, don’t be despairing and lose heart.
Be diligent and vigilant of your duties, don’t be negligent.
Be thankful to Allah and constantly pray to Him, don’t be forgetful of His innumerable blessings.

Finally as the righteous say, “The love of Allah is the axis around which all good revolves.” If we fall in love with Allah, and then strive to be true in our love, in accordance with the way of the Beloved of Allah (Allah bless him and give him peace), then we will find nothing but increasing light and contentment in our life..alhamdulillah..alhamdulillah..alhamdulillah..;)

scene 1,2 and 3

Scene 1:

You're sweating profusely. No, its not the heat. But it's question number 5 on your final exam paper. What on earth is this questionnnn?? grrrrr O_o

and the fact that you're school genius is sitting beside you doesn't help at all as you steal a glance- and yes. It was no miracle that she was writing as much and as fast as she can.

Steal a glance and..

wait..

then you steal another.

It was then you realized that you could actually clearly see what she was writing..

Scene 2:

You're in desperate need of panadols. desperately desperate. The pain's taking away all your energy. You cant think straight. You cant even walk straight!

When you've finally arrived safeway (which is hugeee), you take a box of panadol (which is tinyy).

The huge supermarket was deserted. There was no one at all in sight. Not even the safeway freshfood people. You rummage your handbag to see which panadol your purse is allowing you to afford when suddenly you realize OMG! you didnt bring your purse!!!

Your pain throbbing.

Scene 3:

Congratulations! you have been elected as the treasurer for the rotary club! (actually the election was 7 months ago:p)

The new month has come and it's ceti time. being the efficient person you are, your members have learnt to pay up on time.

You walk out the meeting room with aud5000 in your pocket (CASH $.$) .

Your stomach suddenly grumbles. in fact, its actually been grumbling since yesterday since you haven't been eating. This month has been a bit tight since you had to buy a new laptop.

You pass a sushi shop - your favourite! AND THEY WERE SELLING CHEAP TODAYY!!
JUST 50CENTS a sushi roll!!!

You don't have money in your account

You only have money in your pocket.

A lot of money..

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Scene 1:

Cheating on your people. Corruption.

Scene 2:

The pain of your ancestors still makes you cringe but the white phosphorus burns on these Palestinians? - satisfaction.

Scene 3:

You are the country's finance minister. Country's billions are in your hands.
No one would notice if you buy your wife a Chanel handbag or two.

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pesta berpuasa sunat,

The food's there in the fridge. In the cupboard. Everywhere in the kitchen.
Your tummy grumbles - You're famished!!

There's even a box of your most-favourite-box-of-chocs-in-the-entire-universe on your desk.
You soooo want them! - You're salivating!!

No one's around. No one's at home.
But you choose refrain, to stay on fasting.

Because Allah is watching.

Taqwa.

With taqwa, every deed counts eventhough no one's watching.
With taqwa, your pain doesn't give concession to do injustice to others.
With taqwa, every cent counts eventhough you have gazillions.

Fasting trains self-restrain, self-discpline, and integrity. To have ultimate control over yourself.

mode;byakkan puasa sunat,+..tinggalkan perkara yg sia2..+,segala yg Allah beri terlalu banyak,lebih dari cukup..alhamdulillah,alhamdulillah..alhamdulillah..lebih dr cukup utk srg hamba survive diats muka bumi Tuhan..;),alhamdulillah atas segalanya..;)

p/s;gejala sosial dimlysia makin menjadi2,..sayangkn malaysia,sayangkan agama islam,belajar mencintai agama islam supaya awk juga mmpu utk buat apa sahaja utk islam..;),

;)source of real happiness..

sgla yg Allah beri,dah lebih dari cukup..alhamdulillah atas segalanya..;),

mode:die hard optimist!;)

A Story With A Moral….. Spiritual Happiness.

Once there was a king who had presented his daughter, the princess, with a beautiful diamond necklace.

The necklace was stolen and his people in the kingdom searched everywhere but could not find it. Some said a bird might have stolen it. The king then asked them all to search for it and put a reward for $50,000 for anyone who found it.



One day a clerk was walking home along a river next to an industrial area. This river was completely polluted, filthy and smelly. As he was walking, the clerk saw a shimmering in the river and when he looked, he saw the diamond necklace. He decided to try and catch it so that he could get the $50,000 reward.

He put his hand in the filthy, dirty river and grabbed at the necklace, but somehow missed it and didn’t catch it. He took his hand out and looked again and the necklace was still there.

He tried again, this time he walked in the river and dirtied his pants in the filthy river and put his whole arm in to catch the necklace.

But strangely, he still missed the necklace! He came out and started walking away, feeling depressed.

Then again he saw the necklace, right there. This time he was determined to get it, no matter what. He decided to plunge into the river, although it was a disgusting thing to do as the river was polluted, and his whole body would become filthy.

He plunged in, and searched everywhere for the necklace and yet he failed. This time he was really bewildered and came out feeling very depressed that he could not get the necklace that would get him $50,000.

Just then a saint who was walking by, saw him, and asked him what the matter was. The clerk didn’t want to share the secret with the saint, thinking the saint might take the necklace for himself, so he refused to tell the saint anything.

But the saint could see this man was troubled and being compassionate, again asked the clerk to tell him the problem and promised that he would not tell anyone about it. The clerk mustered some courage and decided to put some faith in the saint.

He told the saint about the necklace and how he tried and tried to catch it, but kept failing. The saint then told him that perhaps he should try looking upward, toward the branches of the tree, instead of in the filthy river.

The clerks looked up and true enough, the necklace was dangling on the branch of a tree. He had been trying to capture a mere reflection of the real necklace all this time.

Moral: Material happiness is just like the filthy, polluted river; because it is a mere reflection of the TRUE happiness in the spiritual world.

We can never achieve the happiness we are looking for no matter how hard we endeavor in material life. Instead we should look upwards, toward Allah, who is the source of real happiness, and stop chasing after the reflection of this happiness in the material world.

This spiritual happiness is the only thing that can satisfy us completely.

luahan hati..:(

post kali ni mungkin x mmberi makna kpd pembaca..hanya sekadar luahan hati penulis..

1.speck patah 2 hari yg lepas.kebetulan ade satu speck je yg ok..~insecured,scared etc..hehe..nyhow tawakal byak3x...

2.anak2 ikan kesayangan dah mati..40 ekor kesemuanya,=(..rindu pula saat2 ketika penulis melihat anak2 ikan berenang ke sana sini..dan sering berkata..

'tuk yg colour itam..wah...bila besar awk akan jadi ikan yg handsome.'

'.yg putih@kuning,akan ckp..nnti awk akan jadi mak..cepat2la membesar,nnti beranak ramai2x.'

b4 gi kelas,tgok ikan dulu..balik kelas pun tgok ikan dulu..b4 tidur,kalau x bleh tido atau insomnia ke dgn tgok ikan berenang ke sna sini pun buleh terlelap...

namun...pagi tadi lepas solat subuh,hampir terlupa ikan2 itu semua dah mati..=(...sy rindu ikan2 tu..seyesly rindu..Allah knows best..insyaAllah setiap yg terjadi ada hikmahnya..biiznillah..

tadi gi kelas,dr tgh ngajar pun x dpt focus,macam nampak je anak2 ikan tu berenang-renang,nampak meka berebut2 makanan etc..sedih...=(,slide dr Tarek pun nmpak mcm ikan..;),mcm presentation tntang spesies molly,bout molly fry,how to take a good care on them etc...huhu

bolehkah kite jumpa semula kat akhirat nnti?waaa..wait for me.nak tengok agi anak2 ikan tu..,ya Rabb,jaga anak2 ikan saye ya rabb..sy rindu meka..:(,

nyhow,setiap sesuatu ada pengajaran yg dpt diambil..thank u Allah for everything..;)

wake up. live life. sleep..
and the cycle goes on..


day after day..
months after months..
years after years..


the cycle has an end...


lagu ni khas tuk anak2 ikan(tajuk=love is punishment),xde kaitan dgn siapa2 melainkan lirik dan lagunye yg sayu sesuai tuk anak2 ikan..

~penulis tlh meng'removekn'video ini sbb skrg penulis tdk lagi emo sprti sblum ini~alhamdulillah...

baibai,anak-anak ikan~

3.semenjak dua menjak ni,selalu je anxiety..la tahkof wala tahzan,innallah hamaana..sungguh sekuat mana sekalipun sy cuba jadi,satu masa akan rebah jua~nervous breakdown sekejap..nyhow,tiada pilihan lain melainkan ...stay strong..;)

Time is a river..
and books are boats..

many volumes start down that stream, only to be wrecked and lost beyond
recall in its sands..
only a few, a very few,
endure the testings of time and live to bless the ages following..



concealed within those pages, there hides a wondorous secret.

One day thelight would dawn, and mankind would finally begin to grasp the simple, transformative truth and take a quantum leap forward in the understanding his own magnificence..

(the lost symbols, pg 488)


dan brown meant something else, but in my mind, i felt as if it was meant for my most valuable possession:) to be able to read the Quran, what more blessed to understand it and follow its teachings is a blessing beyond comprehension:)



ya Allah, make the Quran the spring of our hearts, the banisher of our sadness and the reliever of our distress:)

4.alhamdulilah sbb Allah pilih sy tuk jd student medic..;),ari tu srg ukhti ade cerita,kisah srg yg accident,terus dpt quadriplegia..lumpuh..dlm masa sehari nikmat anggota badan dan kesihatan ditarik balik..dahulunya miliki tunang,namun meninggalkannya,dahulunya miliki pekerjaan dan stabil kewangannya kini xdpt bekerja lagi etc...membandingkan diri sndiri dgn mereka yg kurang bernasib baik..mmberi pukulan yg sgt hebat..betapa selama ini kurangnya kite bersyukur atas nikmat pancaindera dan segala nikmat lain yg tak terhitung yg ada pd diri..

malu pada pencipta..

alhamdulillah ala kulli hal ya rabb..

alhamdulillah sbb pilih sy utk jadi 'sy' skrg

utk lalui ujian sbgi 'sy' skrg..

alhamdulillah atas mimpi semalam..

mimpi menangis di hadapan masjidil haram..

tenang sgt mimpi itu..;)

alhamdulillah atas perkara2 yg telah lalui sepanjang bergelar hamba dimuka bumi Tuhan..

kerana segalanya mematangkan diri

mengajar srg abd mengenal Tuhan
mengajar srg hamba akan kepalsuan duniawi..

alhamdulillah ya Rabb..

sungguh sgt beruntung org yg byak risau,byak menangis,bayak lalui kesusahan,byak berpenat lelah etc ketika hayatnya didunia,sgt beruntung pada manusia yg merasakan dia 'berbeza'dgn org lain disekelilingnya,'berbeza jln hidup sejak masih kecil'etc..kerana sungguh harga syurga itu mahal..manakala neraka itu dipagari ribuan nikmat....

usah bersedih lagi taktala org menyatakan 'pergaduhan dan penceraian ibubapa akan memberi kesan psycology yg mendalam terhadap anak-anak'..sebab ada hakikat yg lupa disambung disini..mereka dibawah jagaan Allah,Allah mengawasi mereka,ujian penceraian ibubapa menyebabkan mereka lebih sedar..ada Allah sebagai tempat bergantung,sbgi tempat mengadu..;),

jgn sedih andai anda sedikit 'berbeza' jln hidupnya berbanding org lain..

life goes on..;)alhamdulillah ala kulli hal..

love for Allah..=)

Love for Allah


If my love is attached to Thee
Then from sin I will be free


Each time my heart will beat
Your name will resound with heat


With your name shivers my each limb
They seek to be released from whim


Allah, Allah, is my hearts speech
Your Mercy is what I beseech


The Most Merciful keep me content
With all that You have sent


Keep in my heart Your remembrance
And in Your deen and love allow me to advance


Help me in my quest
Permit me to pass the ultimate test


Save me from the clutches of Satan
Give me death upon Imaan.



Found this poem, and just fell in love with it:)

this life..

The Life In Jannah
The Life In Jannah

Beyond this material world, the authentic life of eternity lays

Through the spiritual serene blue skies and where the sun shines its vivid rays

Are the beautiful and unique stages of heaven

Where Allah has refined and reserved all seven.

The true Mu’mins will enter the highest level

As they devoted themselves only to Allah, and refrained from the evil of the devil.

Their enriched hearts, will escort them through inside

Not a single person who enters will grieve, as Allah has clarified.

Paradise will be adorned with rivers of water, honey, milk and wine

And fine servants decorated with ruby’s and pearls, all standing readily in a line.

Keenly waiting to serve you one after one

No more labour to do, just having fun.

Luxurious mansions and palaces made of silver and gold

Where the people of Jannah will live in and never get old.

Wearing expensive ornaments and beautiful silk gowns

Living superior than royalty with deluxe thrones and elegant crowns.

Plenty of time to tour about,

With astounding sceneries and landscapes to scout.

Vibrant flowers and delicious fruits to eat

Surrounded by loved ones, angels and prophets to greet.



This life is the ultimate trial!!!!

Which will determine our fate, so let us make it worthwhile!