I have fallen in love,
I think...

Is not love
That which warms the soul?
Like the rays of sunlight that fill me with strength

Is not love
That which tenderly caresses?
Like the wind whose soft tendrils comb my hair

Is not love
That which selflessly comforts?
Like the rain whose gentle tears accompany my own

But above all,
Is not love
That which reminds me of You?
Like the waves that prostrate in worship along the shore,
Like the trees whose hands are forever raised in prayer,
Like the soil that yields in silent adoration.

Yes,
I have fallen in love
With every element of this world that You have weaved into being
The rain and moon,
Sun and wind,
Sky and sea.

And like true love,
I seek not to own nor alter,
But simply to relish in the joy of being in their presence
And care for them with heart and soul.

don't know if this should be poetry or prose?

Ya Allah, Engkau telah jadikan sebuah bara api berkobar di dalam hatiku,
Bara api yang lahir tidak lain karena cinta yang begitu besar kepadaMu,
Dan kesedihan atas bulan suciMu yang telah berlalu..

Oleh karenanya..
JANGANlah Engkau padamkan api ini Ya Rabb!

Kipasilah ia dengan hembusan cobaan-cobaan dariMu
Yang pada akhirnya dapat membuatnya berkobar lebih tinggi!

Berikanlah ia kayu-kayu rezekiMu,
Bukan untuk sekedar ditimbun dan disayang-sayangi,
Tapi untuk diolah sebagai bahan bakar,
Agar bisa bertahan di dunia ini,
Memberikan kehangatan bagi orang-orang yang melindunginya

Dan tempatkanlah ia Ya Allah,
Di dalam lindungan orang-orang yang Engkau cintai,
Agar ia pun senantiasa menjadi dzat yang lembut dan peduli.

...

Dikala bara api membakar di hati,
Perbanyak dzikir mengingat Sang Ilahi
Niscaya kalbu pun akan tentram lagi
Dan kembali pada jalan yang diridhoi

Allahumma inni as'aluka hubbak, wa hubba man yuhibbuk, wa'l-'amala 'lladhi yuballighuni hubbak

“O Allah, I ask of You to grant me Your love, and the love of those who love You, and the love of those actions which will bring me to Your love.”

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Sabda Rasulullah shallallahu ‘alaihi wa sallam, “Jika datang suatu kedudukan mulia dari Allah untuk seorang hamba yang mana ia belum mencapainya dengan amalannya, maka Allah akan memberinya musibah pada tubuhnya atau hartanya atau anaknya, lalu Allah akan menyabarkannya hingga mencapai kedudukan mulia yang datang kepadanya.” (HR. Imam Ahmad. Dan hadits ini terdapat dalam silsilah Al-Haadits Ash-shahihah 2599)

L.U.C.K. + ng-indo dikit + miscellaneous etc gajelas

I truly am lucky. God gave me the chance to be a part of so many different communities. So many different friends. So many different families. I’ve shared happiness and tears, hysterical laughter and sulky silences with them. Each and every one of them. So many of them I’ve almost lost count now, but whom I’ll never, ever lose from my memories.

So many of us are so engrossed in our own selfish aims that we forget that there are other people besides the usual me, myself, and I. We forget that there are also ‘we’s and ‘us’ in our human vocabulary and our human lives. And so, many of us have become beings that are trapped in our isolation. We blame the world for our sorrows. We curse God for letting us drown in our misery. We shun our families for all that they’ve failed to give us. When really it is us that have been depriving our own selves.

Random Bumblings on a Midwinter Night's Eve...

Life is truly an odd thing. For me, it always tended to balance out everything, annoyingly so. Once I had reached the epitome of one great accomplishment, the failure or disappointment from another would drag me down again from whence I came. Throughout life’s entire course of being, this balance endures. Only in death does this ever stop. Death. A place of no maybes. Where those kith and kin to partially, somewhat, to some extent, and kind of are nowhere to be seen or heard. There are only 2 destinations we will ever end up in (Heaven/Hell) and you can’t be kind of in the middle of the two.

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Perfection is impossible. As you become better in one area, you automatically get worse in another. In being thin, you cannot be fat. And yet, perfection is the art of mastering everything is it not? So how can you be perfect when you’re still lacking so much?

Perfection is the absence of the imperfect. And yet, to be imperfect is perfectly human. So do those that we deem perfect also become inhuman? But that raises the other question of their perfection now as to how they can be perfect when they lack even the most basic thing that all of us share in common: our humanity.

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There is this one person. A person ordinary in so many ways (and I don’t mean this in the way a girl would make modest claims on another’s true characteristics in order to hide the admiration that she feels for him) No, I mean what I said (or wrote in this case) in that he is truly ordinary. And yet, I find myself inspired by him. I feel as if I’d carry the world for the whole of eternity if that would make him happy. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t like him (at times, I even go so much as to loathe him) And yet, through all of his annoyances, through all of his obliviousness, I’m still affected by the benign rays of his being. Perhaps this is what they call ‘loving because of Allah SWT’.

But whatever it may be called, I’m glad to have met him; as I am glad to have met all of the other people in my life. For they’ve all seemed to be able to change it for the better. But he is special. He was my silent motivator even if he himself didn’t know that he was affecting my life so. It was he who became the mirror that revealed all of the imperfections I'd been so ignorantly unaware of. Perhaps I’m overreacting. Perhaps I’m just disconcerted because this is the first time I’ve ever felt this kind of a connection. Perhaps.

Twilight Rave!!! (sorry, I just had to document this somehow)

Note: this should've been posted two days ago, but due to some minor technical problems, local internet failure, and general laziness on my part, I was only able to post this today. My apologies!

Ahhhh, okay so like after months of going crazy over every single theatrical trailer and TV interview, after stripping every book and magazine clean of every little article and advert about it, my thirst for the Twilight movie has finally been sated!!

Okay, okay, so I have to say that this whole thing wasn’t without its sacrifices. It took me, Aida, Anjani, Anin, and Nanad two hours of running, screaming, tumbling, cursing, stomach pain bearing, feet killing work just to see this movie. I won't go into the details right now cause I'm sure it'd take a horrendously long time to explain and time hasn't exactly been in my favor these days. So, in short, I think we all sacrificed more than the healthy amount of our blood, sweat and tears just to satiate our Twilight mania.

There is only one word that I will use to describe the movie and that word is: AWESOME!
Alright, so there were a couple of production glitches and some pretty cheesy CGI flicks (I just hated what they did to EC's skin. I was imagining him as having more of a shiny, angelic 'aura', rather than his skin actually glittering like they just shoved a zillion microscopic christmas lights into every pore on his body.) but like, I wasn't actually expecting the movie to be flawlessly perfect, so I have to say that it did come out way better than I expected.

So, when the movie ended and the credits started rolling, I was still glued to my chair in a total ‘Edward Cullen is out of this world awesome’ dazed paralysis kind of thing. I swear to you, my mind was off in La la-land thinking about all the inexplicably amazing qualities of a person (in this case vampire) with the likes of Edward Cullen. But like 10-15 minutes later, reality was starting to slap me in the face and my mind slowly returned to this lowly mudball of a planet. It was starting to dawn on me that Edward Cullen is unbelievably out of this world amazing exactly because he isn’t of this world. He’s just another fictional character, tangled up in another impossibly fictional story, thought up by another fiction-obsessed author. There is not a single human male in this non-fictional world that ever has or could ever be like Edward Cullen. Seriously, I’d cut my right ear off and give it to the person who could find a real guy 1/10th as romantic and inhumanly perfect as Edward is in the book. (For any guys who are reading this sappy post, I truly, honestly have nothing against you all, just that I’m trying to be a bit realistic here and avoid writing another OME* crap post.)

So, to sum it all up, the movie was pretty good. And although the annoyingly snail-like pace at which it rolled on kinda ticked me off a bit (seriously, Bella takes at least half a minute of thinking and ‘uhmm’ing before she replies to anything Edward says), and looking at Jacob’s face was absolutely nauseating (especially for Talitha: I don't blame Taylor Lautner for this, I blame his wig, so don't get mad at me just yet =), I really do give my props to Catherine Hardwicke and all the Twilight cast for capturing the true emotional essence of the book. So, job well done!

*OME (Oh My Edward): A phrase commonly found in use among maniacally obsessed twi-hard girls, who find Edward Cullen to be the reincarnation of some earthbound angelic figure.

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Make a Smilebox scrapbook

Just a random slideshow that me and Aida came up with in our spare time. Enjoy!