My Inspiration

May Peace be upon all of you...

Last week, I was asked to do a task for my computing class. The task is to collect biographic information about the person of my interest.

I recalled that I did this project during my secondary school days. And I choose 'Mother Teresa' as the person of my interest. I did a DIY scrapbook about her. I admired her courage and patience to take steps which is risky and challenging. 

However, I decided not to take the same figure again. Therefore, I chose him. If you want to know more, just watch the video below :)

Template-tion

In the name of Allah, Most Gracious Most Merciful...

May Peace be upon all of you...

As you can see that I have been experimenting with changing the layout of my blogskin. You can do it to, you know... 

These are the steps:

First: you go to the 'Template' and 'Revert to classic setting'. 

Second: find the desired blogskin online. You can try to google them. My favourite is http://www.blogskins.com/

Third: Select any of the skins, then find the 'Actions' column and select the 'Blogger Main' for the HTML code. SAVE the code.

Fourth: COPY the entire code. Go to your template settings & PASTE the code in the 'Edit Template HTML' box. 

Fifth: Save it and tadaaaaaa...your blog will never look the same again. 

Oh btw, you can always edit the appearance using the HTML way. but I am still learning it. I will share with you once I understand it. 

Till then, Happy Experimenting ! :)

Ramadhan and me ( Part 1 )

In the name of Allah, Most Gracious Most Merciful...

This post will going to be like a mantra for myself to remember...

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Ok, there you go. 

Till we meet again. 

Take care. 

Cinta

Assalamualaikum...

Cinta itu suci. Cinta itu buta. Cinta itu murni.

Macam-macam perkara yang kita dengar tentang cinta. 

Tapi apa yang saya tahu,

Cinta itu berbeza bagi mereka yang merasai cinta itu sendiri.

Dan segala apa pon yang berlaku, 

serahkan cinta itu kepada Yang Pencipta Cinta. 

Kerana hanya DIA yang berkuasa ke atas segala-galanya.

"Wahai Pencipta Cinta, terima kasih di atas rasa ini. Kami serahkan padaMu rasa cinta ini supaya ianya sentiasa mekar dan berbunga dengan siraman iman dan taqwa."

Marilah semaikan rasa cinta yang suci.

My favorite story ^^

Beautiful Patience : Reflecting upon the patience of Yoosuf ( ‘alaihis salaam )
by AbdurRahman.Org

Ibn Al-Qayyim said: I heard Shaykh ul-Islaam Ibn Taymiyyah (May Allaah render his soul pure) say:

The patience of Yusuf ( ‘alaihis salaam ) against compliance to the wife of Al-‘Azeez in her matter was more complete than his patience over his being thrown into the well by his brothers and his being sold off as well as their separating him from his father. For these affairs passed him whilst he had no choice in them, he was not secure from them; the servant is in no position in them except to have patience. As for his patience from committing sin; then that was practicing a patience of choice and waging a war upon the Nafs (inner-self/soul).

In particular with the presence of the reasons that would add strength to that: for she had allegations which were appropriate – since he was a youth, and so the prime of youth to that is strong, and he was single – he had nothing that could substitute that and so repel his desire, and he was a stranger – and a stranger does not feel shy in the land in which he is a stranger in the same way that he would feel shy being amongst his own companions and those that know him as well as his family. He was likewise under ownership – and so for the one who is owned his obstruction is not like the obstruction of the one who is free, and the woman was beautiful – and possessing high lineage as well as her being in authority over him, and so any watcher is absent, and she is calling him to herself – and covetous upon that with extreme desire, and with that she promises him if he does not conform to that with: imprisonment and debasement.

Yet with all these pretensions he was patient out of choice and preference with that which is with Allaah, and where is that in comparison to his patience in the well in which he had no security from?

Shaykh ul-Islaam Ibn Taymiyyah (rahimahullaah)
Jaami’ al-aadaab vol 1 p.368
Translated by Aboo Haatim Muhammad Farooq

A surprise

Assalamualaikum Warahmatullahi Wabarakatuh...

It has been sooooo long I have not update this blog. My last post was in September 2013. After that, I was occupied with assignments and works. 

And now, Alhamdlillah....All the assignments are finished and time to pause for work. ^^

Sooooo...along the way of my busy life, suddenly there is a little surprise for me. 

I met and got to know with this guy. He was introduced by my colleague, who was also my former schoolmate. She asked me: "Fadiah, aku ada seorang abang sedara yang tengah carik calon isteri. Kau nak kenal dengan dia tak?" 

Then I told her: "Boleh la. Kau suruh dia add aku kat FB." 

Several minutes later, I received a notification of someone requesting to be my friend on FB! Hehehehe

Okay...that was fast. 

However, we did not start to chat immediately. Several days later, he send me some messages and from there, started our conversation. 

Several week after that, he proposed to me. 

I was surprised. There were a lot of questions in my mind. I asked his permission to think about it. He said okay. 

So....I thought about it.

One day.

Two days.

Three days.

Four days.

Five days.

I replied his message, and said "Yes." ^^

That happened in late September. 

And now, tadaaaaaaaa~ (look at the picture)

That moment ^^

We got engaged! Alhamdulilah~

When I recalled back on how I got to know him and all those surprising moments, it is unbelievable. 

If anyone would ask me, did I expect all these to happen. No, I did not expect any of these to happen. 

For all these blessings, Alhamdulillah.

I am truly grateful that I could not find any word to describe how I feel. 

For those who are still finding their other half, do not worry & enjoy your singlehood. The right man will come at the right time. InsyaAllah...

Do remember me in your prayer ya...!

May Allah bless ^^

Sorry

I'm sorry,
And I know sorry is not enough, but I'm sorry it's all I have 
And I'm sorry I can't speak on behalf of anyone but the man that I am 
I'm sorry for my failures, my inadequacies which unfortunately I do not always see
Because I have this bad habit of speaking before my tongue asks my brain to proceed

So please forgive me; I will make mistakes until the day I cease to breathe 
And you will find many more if you make it your mission to seek 
So please don't hold them against me, instead make excuses for me 
And if you see something wrong in me, then please advise me privately 

I am nowhere near perfect; in fact I am perfectly incomplete
Inconsistence with my purpose, carrying my own worth of bad deeds 
I used to be in love with conflicts, ready for anyone to step to me
Had an attitude of ingratitude, a straight rude boy recipe 
You could catch me on the corner, posted up being deceived 
I wanted to be a bad boy, until I saw bad men deceased 

Rest in Peace, to my ego every time I put my head to the floor 
In complete humiliation, I seek salvation from the most Forgiving Lord 
I'm sorry to my mother, who I sometimes wouldn't kiss 
Days and weeks would pass by and I wouldn't even remember this gift
Of life she sacrificed, stretch marks and teeth bites
Grey hairs, over the years just to see things aint black and white 

But such is life; my father went to war twice
Once back home and the other time to get me out the street life 
Stand and Salute, thug life, soldiers in a never ending fight 
Costing casualties of coloured boys like toys chasing this worldly life 

Now I'm sorry to see mothers in the masjid begging the Imam to intercede 
Her baby has become a monster, treating her like a slave
Please brother talk to my son, but sister I don't know what to say
To a man who doesn't respect his own mother; these are signs of the final day, 

What a shame, I'm sorry to say, most of our youth have no reasons to complain 
Because while their dying for the latest styles, some people are dying for another day
But we could have been they, and they could have been in our place 
Can't you see Allah is testing everyone, from the scales we can't escape

So why is it that we are too scared to give for His sake? 
It's like we don't believe in the promise of Allah, even though He gives and He takes 
We collect interest for dunya homes like we have no interest in Jannah's gates 
And we can debate until were blue in the face but just look at this ummah's state 

I'm sorry, to my sisters in Burma, we were unable to come to your aid, 
They told us you were tied up and gang raped but we were too busy watching commercial breaks 
Reality TV has got nothing on the reality that they see
Palestinian children throwing full grown rocks in 3D

I'm sorry that we are weak, unable able to even speak 
And I'm truly sorry about what happen on 9/11 but it had absolutely nothing to do with me, 
That Islam you see on TV does not represent me 
I'm too busy waging jihad against myself; my own nafs are my enemy, 

I'm sorry that Muslims and Muslim lands do not represent Islam, 
This religion is perfect, but we on the other hand...
I'm sorry for pointing fingers, I forgot the rest were pointing back at me
I'm sorry that I look for the same faults in you, the same way I told you to not look for in me 

I'm sorry to anybody who has ever looked for inspiration through me
I'm a sinner and a fraud; only Allah knows about my deeds 
If sins had an odour I doubt any of you would come next to me?
On the contrary you would flee, so please forgive me 

My bad, I know some of you don't agree with how I move
Maybe this poetry thing ain't for you, and if it's not hey that's cool
Just don't speak ill of me whilst I'm not in the room 
Because I don't mind taking your good deeds if they don't mean that much to you

I promise you it's the truth, so please forgive me in advance 
Ya Allah I know I have wronged myself but please give me another chance 
And for anyone I have abused grant them ease to all their sorrows 
Because if we can't even forgive each other today, how can we expect to be forgiven tomorrow? 

You know sometimes I wonder, about Joseph and his brothers 
The amount of pain they put him through, all the years he had to suffer 
But look at this man, Yusuf Alahi Salam, 
What did he say when their places had changed, "No blame on you this day" 

SubhanAllah, could any of us ever do the same 
Forgiving is not forgetting, it's just letting go of the pain
We hold grudges like guns, always quick to aim 
And blame everybody else, but what difference does it make 

Because nothing will change until we decide to change 
The condition of ourselves, regardless of who's to blame 
So forgive me if I'm late, but let me be the first to say 
I'm sorry, and may Allah forgive us all for our shortcoming and our mistakes. Ameen