Truth?

Naah.

There’s no such thing as absolute truth. I meant there is, but we will never discover it. Except, for Muslims of course. We have our 2 sources of absolute truth. But those themselves, requires explanations and interpretations, which somehow sometimes, deviate and disturb us from seeing the truth.

The Syrian Revolution started as a what you say a “normal” uprising in the Arab world. You know, one of those riots and clashes than turn out to be a mass scale revolution.

15 March 2011. That’s when it started. Almost parallel with other uprisings which later be known as the Arab Spring. The time when Ben Ali, Mubarak, and Gaddafi crumbled down. 


Then it proceed just like the others, demonstrations and clashes between security forces and protesters , killing many, and of course , many on the weaponless side, as in the case of any other demonstration-turn-bad cases. More than 100 protesters are killed in the first massacre and quadrupled in the next several conflicts.

Sounds familiar right?
For some, it’s just the same boring plot and storyline that every Arab uprising possesses.

So, some of us might be asking, why the fuss? It’s the same old sh*t about dictators and tyrants waiting to be removed. If you are in my world, you are blatantly wrong.

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Padang pasir berselimut duri

Kisah dulu mencakari hati, oh lemahnya diri

Syurga yang diberi tidak disyukuri,


Cinta manusiawi sibuk diagungi,

Post ini mungkin agak kontroversi, but this is a personal opinion and this is a free world, so you don’t have any right to stop me from expressing it, as long as it’s permissible in Islam. Diilhamkan oleh salah satu post oleh Inche Gabbana (Kenapa Tak Ramai Ikhwah Yang Hensem).  Jadi, seperti beliau juga ingin saya tekankan di sini BACA DAHULU post ini sehinggalah ke bahagian comment sebelum anda mula menyelar saya atau menekan butang pangkah di atas.


The thing struck after I watched Kemuncak Ustazah Pilihan at Astro Oasis. No. I’m not a frequent subscriber to that show. This is the first time  I watched it, and ironically it’s the last for this season. And I got to say yes, maybe there ARE benefits that it can give to the public in terms of general religious knowledge, but I see that the emphasis is more to the women (or ustazahs) as a person, which

[Nota 1: Entri ini dikhususkan untuk adik-adik lepasan SPM. Tetapi banyak point-point yang boleh dihadam dan di'relate' kepada sesiapa sahaja yang berkenaan]
[Nota 2 : Lepasan SPM ini juga dikhususkan lagi kepada bekas-bekas pelajar Kolej Kelang (atau KKJ) atau sesiapa sahaja yang telah menerima mutiara . Mungkin ada beberapa perkara yang sukar difahami oleh orang yang berada di luar lingkungan ini. But rest assured, banyak yang boleh difikirkan]

Gembira. Lega. Puas. Berdebar. Tak terkata dan terbilang perkataan yang boleh menggambarkan perasaan ketika ini. Well, selepas 10,11 tahun bergelumang dalam zaman persekolahan yang banyak memerlukan kesabaran dan ketabahan, akhirnya adik-adik berjaya mengharunginya. Jika adik-adik lihat balik, dulu pernah tak adik-adik terasa “bilalah nak abes zaman sekolah ni? “ , atau “lambatnye jadi  orang dewasa! “ , atau “weh , x sabar weh nak kawen!!” :p . Dan sekarang, here you are, relieved and not knowing what to do for the next 5 months (minus 3 for PLKN-nians . hehs) . It’s a part of a bigger plan.

Ok , sekarang saya tak ingin bercakap pasal cara mengisi masa dengan baik atau cara memanfaatkan masa dengan sepenuhnya, yada yada becoz  I know that anda semua tak kan ikut pun. *talking based on experience* . You know, the “takpe,sehari lagi, esok aku start ___________” syndrome.

But , I’m going to rant on a not-so-important but pretty much damaging topic to post-spmmers. Soal hati dan perasaan.  Jeng jeng jeng. *it’s tajdidweneed okay, of course la tema kene same* . Sesiapa yang tak paham sila ignore.


ADOII, PASAL NI LAGI!!
Kenapa soal hati dan perasaan?

The past few weeks had been a painful yet liberating period for me.

I struggle hard to forget the thing that had been bothering me all this time, the yearning for something that would never be achieved in the short term.

Along the process, I found myself pushing a heavy boulder uphill. It was difficult to let go of something when your heart doesn’t really want to. Just like you want to erase a carving on a solid rock. It’s possible as time goes by, but it’s detrimental to the rock itself. Or you want to remove a nail buried deep in a plank, at the end of the day you succeed to, but what you will have in your hand is a chunk of wood full of holes and rough surfaces here and there. That is why; you really need to think a lot first before carving something on the rock or hitting the nail into the wood because the repercussions is huge and will affect you for the rest of your life.

During this period, I receive my revelations. I started to see the reason why the feelings keep on attached to me.  Being a teenager or to be more precise, a Muslim teenager in today’s world is not a path full of roses and fragrance. Every day in our life, we are exposed to the lifestyles and things that are not ours in the first place. Yet, we are told that it is BAD and we are NOT to follow it.