What is the Truth?

Hi there..





I have been thinking a bit about this world and the purpose of our existence.





Met Has yesterday for a movie- Mission Impossible 4: The Ghost Protocol (the movie was good btw) and then we had a chat over coffee and snacks in Starbucks at the Cathay. We had a conversation about marriages, relationships, religion and purpose of life. The first two topics have frequently been the most commonly talked-about topic lately amongst my girl friends and I suspect that this could be attributed to the fact that this month has been the season of marriage and engagements for many- which of course will prompt many of those single ladies like myself to start wondering if and when this time will come for us. It's interesting how this is the case - is this a result of societal pressure or the inherent need for having a life partner?





Not too sure, maybe it starts off with the inherent need for a life partner because biologically I do believe that we were created to have sexual needs so as to fulfill the need to procreate. This has led to many marriages of course, which then makes it a social norm, which therefore reinforces the need to find your life partner soon (especially when you're at this marriageable age like mine- ok I'm 24 now, but time really flies and I do hope that I too, will find my special someone over the next few years).





Anyway, back to the conversation that as and I had.. About religion and the purpose of our existence.





To me, life is about dying a good person. A worthy Muslim who can remember that life is indeed a test that will be trying but that Allah SWT knows all and that He will therefore salvage you if you are patient and if you live in His guidance, Inshaallah.





Yet, I have some queries. I do believe that there can only be and that there truly is only one Supreme Being which ordains the happenings of this world. This is true despite the many religions that exist in the world. Yet, is it then also true to say that religions were all created by Men and that only Allah, the Supreme Being is One and the Alimighty knows best? Is that blasphemous? Some would surely say that saying such a thing is blasphemous. I have both Muslims and Christian friend swho will cringe at any kind of suggestion that states that all religions are in fact leading to the same end. But their explanations as to how, and the what differs of course. It's confusing. The many scholars of the many great religions all seem to be so certain of their own faiths and teachings of their great religions yet I would like to believe and hope that all of mankind can indeed be saved and given a chance regardless of their acts and be judged instead for their hearts, manner and conduct. For truly, if God was Magnanimous and Merciful as He really is, then surel y he can forgive and accept us all regardless of our backgrounds or the faiths that categorize and divide us?





Ya Allah, I do not want to be a sinner. I do want to do good and to go in the right path. Just would like to be close to the Truth and to guide others to onto this same path. Inshaallah. Amin.

The Finish Line"

I thought I knew it all
I've been through the highs, said all my goodbyes

Learned to run before I learned to crawl
It's not worth fighting for if one of us is sure
And one of us is dying, trying to find loves cure
I have waited all my life to paint these cities red
Thoughts I've always had here are stuck inside my head
It's not worth waiting for if one of us wants more
And one of us is dying, trying to find love's door
When we learn how to flyWe forget to how walk

When we learn how to sing
We don't wanna hear each other talk
Here we are at the finish line, ah
Here we are at the finish line

And you, you really thought you knew
Everything to do
With holding onto me and holding on
This time is making me slip right through your hands
And now you don't understand
Trying to find love all yourself

When we learn how to fly, We forget to how walk
When we learn how to sing
We don't wanna hear each other talk

When we know what we want
We forget what we need
When you find who you are
You forget about me

Here we are at the finish line, ah
Here we are at the finish line, ah
Here we are at the finish line
Ah, ah, ah

So how?

For now:

My weekdays are packed with work..

My week nights must be packed with more physical and enrichment activities. (Gym - sign up with Amore for a gym membership, go for religious classes and spend the rest of them with my family)

Maybe First Monday of the Month: Meet-the people sessions (sent invites to Cass!) -> leave work at 645pm.

Every Wednesday and Saturday: Workout at the gym! (Sign up for Amore Fitness package)

Tuesday Evenings: with Family

Thursday Evenings: Mosque/ Religious Classes

Friday Evenings: Family or Friends

Saturday: Friends/ Self
Sunday: Family

Lacking Inspiration.. And then..

I forgot for awhile.

What I was set to do.

My dreams, aspirations and hope for this World.

I would like to shape it in a meaningful way, to help touch lives, to free to some extent and to salvage to another extent.

To put my life, education to good use and not just live another purposeless one

I need to remind myself

There are many things beyond us that deserve greater attention. World problems, inequity, injustice, victimizaation of the poor and less knowledgeable, domestic violence, pain and sufferings and poverty.. the list does not end..

I was losing the inspiration after a while.. Bogged down by the bottomless abyss that can be work that can steal you away from yourself. It's unsettling. I love what I do but it can;t be for long. There's so much more to be done.

Be with me Allah. Let not my dreams die in vain..

I will start tracking and pushing myself on a project basis, on a daily basis, I will not shy away from this challenge and I must not.

For truly, there are far greater things beyond myself.

Inshallah, Amin.

not easy. being the only child in a single-parent, not so well-to do family. :(

When you're in pain.. Remember this..

A beautiful poem by Khalil Gibran on pain:

Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.

Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain.

And could you keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy;

And you would accept the seasons of your heart, even as you have always accepted the seasons that pass over your fields.

And you would watch with serenity through the winters of your grief.


Much of your pain is self-chosen.

It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self.

Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy in silence and tranquillity:

For his hand, though heavy and hard, is guided by the tender hand of the Unseen,

And the cup he brings, though it burn your lips, has been fashioned of the clay which the Potter has moistened with His own sacred tears.

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Hi there..

It has been a while since I last really got inspired and blogged. Cos a lot of times, I'm haggled and bothered by so many pressing and urgent needs to do this or that.. so much so that it leaves very little space to be truly 'free' and inspired.. Now, it's slightly different.. I feel a bit more happy and relaxed. Mainly because I've graduated, and have finished one more test for this job I'm applying for, and even finished the few ywlc stuff I need to do.. so feel really free.. :) good feeling, hasn't been felt for some time now.

Another thing, I think I am very fortunate to e blessed with a supportive and highly motivating grandmother and a doting and unwavering mother. They are the pillars of my strength and I have a lot to be thankful for with them in my life. To be honest, I won't be able to achieve much without their constant support and love. Think about it, if I didn't have them, I wouldn't know how to support myself, not just financially (which is already the bulk of the problem) but also, 'operationally'. They take care of my meals, they quietly do this, that, for me, never asking for much in return, all investing in me for they have the belief that it will do me good and help me secure a bright future. they wish the world for me, they truly wish for my well being and success. Isn't that precious? To be truly loved without them ever asking for anything in return? I am very blessed, Alhamdulillah.

Just now, my grandma, my mum and I went to Uncle Ismail's house. Auntie Wahidah, his wife fetched us and drove us over. Uncle Mail (pronounced in the malay way and not the english way) is relatively rich. He lives in a large condo that should easily be worth more than $1mln, has been very successful in his career and very successful by most measures. Yet, in that car ride, as I sat next to my mum who told me how happy she was to have me with her, I realised that the richest ppl are those who have their loved ones close to them. those who have their families intact, who have their loved ones close to them and who love and support them unconditionally.. And I am already relatively rich in that aspect, Alhamdulillah. I hope I never forget this important realization. Of course, if I could have it all, and be both rich (in material terms) and in terms of relations and in love, that would be best.. But if I had to choose between the two, I think I would choose the latter anytime. Remember this Khairah. A good lesson from a beautiful day.

On an unrelated topic, I wish to talk of Uncle Mail. He's such a kind man.. We all prayed together in his house, with him as the Imam and he prayed for my late grandfather and for my success in my career and life too. A truly kind man. May Allah reward him for his kindness, Inshaallah. Good day all in all, worth missing MPS for this. :P k that's as inspired as I can get today.. Take care all u good ppl and always always put your family first, they're completely worth it.

tired beyond comprehension. emotionally, spiritually and mentally. take me to a land of happiness.