home..

some say home is not a place.. it can be anything that make u feel secure. for example, husband or wife or hometown or parents. I think its kind of true, and for me my home has always been mosque. of all places that i have been, mosque is the place i feel at ease the most, i feel secure. I have been to many mosque during my study time from schools to college. Its kind of weird, but i did miss each of them.. like how you miss a person. i wonder how it feels when i am at masjidil haram...

i never feel at home other than mosque, even my own house. a person? :D anyone who teaches me Quran! i love them the most...other than that, a person that remind me of Allah though he did not intentionally trying to do so. its just that his relationship with Allah is soo good yet he did not realized that. they are the most treasured person and i feel at ease around them.

a story : walking towards the love of Allah

it is kind of nice.. thinking ur life is just a storyline with the main character is you.. and everyone else just a side characters. So, doesn't matter what happen its just part of ur story.. when 1 plot ends, another plot develops.

us muslim, our story shud be the same though..,

story about walking towards His love..

thinking that way, no matter what u do or what happen to u or whose leaving and whose remain..u know what matters is that u stick to the main story. thats walking towards His love..

all those side stories, are just tools to get u stronger though it hurts, and sometimes make u happy to keep u motivated.Yet, none of the happiness matters if u cnt have His love. and none of ur hardship matters when He love u.. So dnt worry too much about the things that might happen or be sadden by the things that befall u. selagi ada iman, selagi itu ada bahagia :)).