Since last week, I could swear that I have been using one phrase much too often. Today, I gave myself one 'big' knocked on the head of sudah-sudah laa tu. Previously, I have posted an entry of 'enough is enough'. This is a Malay version of it and for a totally different reason. :P
So what was that phrase? ...
I have been using the same old lame I-AM-SUPER-BUSY excuses again. Though it's true that I am very busy. But I think I am using it wayyyyyyyyyyy too much as an easy escape route!
That said, I could not believe that it's already the month of Rejab. In less than 60 days, Ramadhan shall greet upon us. Yeay! Moga sempat diketemukan with Ramadhan. After all we could not tell whether or not we would have the chance to welcome Ramadhan. I remember yesterday's Tazkirah Maghrib where the Ustaz mentioned that our (passing) time will come when we reached the highest point (kemuncak) in our lives. Whether the highest point (kemuncak) is when we are at our very best of Iman or.. when we are at the highest point (kemuncak) of being not-so-good (the word 'evil' is just to scary for me...). Nauzubillah... May we all acquire Khusnul Khatimah... Amin Ya Rabb!
I do hope that in the midst of our busyness, we would not let ourselves sank too deep under the busy blanket of this worldly life. Jom increase our Zikir seeking Allah;'s forgiveness starting this month so that we could all be in full gear mode come Ramadhan. Not to forget the puasa sunat. ;) This goes especially to myself :P.
To the great sisters who have given me that little push (when I need it the most) and to the sisters who made is all possible, this is for you. :)
I was standing on a beach. Enjoying the breeze and the fresh smell of sea water as it comes. Watching from a distance, I was never bored by the view it has to offer. I did let myself immersed deeply into the beautiful song of the lovely wave melody. From time to time, small sprinkle of sea water would touch my skin as the big waves hit onto the rocks. That was when I had the greatest desire to set foot into the sea. The idea lingers a while and soon left. But, just as the wave would hit the rocks again, and so was the idea that came to me. The idea of whether or not I should touch the sea water. Braving the sea. I have had the fear that I might sink. Whether or not I could stay afloat once I am in the sea. Alas, even I could not tell before making the first steps... with that, I shall jump! :)