Tuesday, March 30, 2010

The man of my dreams

The man of my dreams

Is the man of Faith and Piety.

Who has the heart wrapped with Taqwa

Who has the soul that concerns about Islam

Who is always thirsty to seek knowledge

Who is wholehearted to fulfill only Allah’s Pleasures.

The man of my dreams

Is the man of Responsibility.

Who is overcome by the Solah

Who never fears to control his Nafs

Who never avoids sharing God’s bounties

Who is always steadfast in Allah’s Path.

The man of my dreams

Is the one who preserves his speech.

Who is never afraid to speak the truth

Who never boasts with the knowledge he gained

Who never brags with wealth he owns

Who always helps others for he is Loving

The man of my dreams

Is always ready to be the Imam

Who lives within the twin foundations -

Al-Quran and As-Sunnah

Who takes Rasulullah s.a.w as the role model

Who is willing to talk and is open to discussions

The man of my dreams

Is the man of Value and Love

Who respects his Mother

Who is dear to his parents, family and relatives

Who will guide his wife to understand and practice Islam

Who will educate his children with the teachings of Islam

The man of my dreams

Is the man of modesty

Who will follow the pillars of familyhood

Who has many friends and no enemies

Who lives a moderate life and is always grateful

Because to him this world is his temporary home.

The man of my dreams

Is never wasting his Time

Every second of his life is utilized for Islam

His eyes will only tire of Reading

His voice only fades of Quranic recitation

His deep sleep is enlightened by Iman

He wakes up fully recharged

For tomorrow is another day of maturity.

The man of my dreams

Remembers that Death is around the corner

To him this life is the harvest field of Al-Akhirah

Where the fruits must be protected by Zikr

Where the plants must be fertilized with Amal

So that they blossom beautifully.

The man of my dreams

Is a man of confidence and principle

Who is not influenced by any worldly leisures

Who is aware that his journey is still long

Because Al-Akhirah and Jannah are his aims

Where his dream house is built

There; he will bring me – hand in hand.

~Sweeet poem~

Friday, March 26, 2010


Don't miss even a single word....!!!!!

It's Too good

An atheist professor of philosophy speaks to his class on the problem science has with God, The Almighty.
He asks one of his new students to stand and.....

So you believe in God?

Absolutely, sir.

Is God good?


Is God all-powerful?


My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to God to heal him.
Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill.
But God didn't. How is this God good then? Hmm?
(Student is silent.)

You can't answer, can you?
Let's start again, young fella.
Is God good?



Is Satan good?


Where does Satan come from?

From....God. ..

That's right.
Tell me son, is there evil in this world?


Evil is everywhere, isn't it?
And God did make everything, Correct?


So who created evil?
(Student does not answer.)

Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness?
All these terrible things exist in the world, don't they?

Yes, sir.

So, who created them?
(Student has no answer.)

Science says you have 5 senses you use to identify and observe the world around you.
Tell me, son...Have you ever seen God?

No, sir.

Tell us if you have ever heard your God?

No, sir.

Have you ever felt your God, tasted your God, smelt your God?
Have you ever had any sensory perception of God for that matter?

No, sir. I'm afraid I haven't.

Yet you still believe in Him?


According to empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your 'GOD' doesn't exist.
What do you say to that, son?

Nothing. I only have my faith.

Yes, Faith. And that is the problem science has.

Professor, is there such a thing as heat?


And is there such a thing as cold?


No sir. There isn't.
(The lecture theatre becomes very quiet with this turn of events.)

Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat..
But we don't have anything called cold.
We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is no heat, but we can't
go any further after that.
There is no such thing as cold.
Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat.
We cannot measure cold.
Heat is energy.
Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it .
(There is pin-drop silence in the lecture theatre.)

What about darkness, Professor?
Is there such a thing as darkness?

Yes. What is night if there isn't darkness?

Student :
You're wrong again, sir.
Darkness is the absence of something.
You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light....
But if you have no light constantly, you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? In reality, darkness isn't.
If it were you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?

So what is the point you are making, young man?

Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed.

Flawed? Can you explain how?

Sir, you are working on the premise of duality.
You argue there is life and then there is death, a good God and a bad God.
You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure.
Sir, science can't even explain a thought..
It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one.
To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing.
Death is not the opposite of life: just the absence of it.
Now tell me, Professor.
Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?

If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes, of course, I do.

Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?
(The Professor shakes his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument is going.)

Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a preacher? (The class is in uproar.)

Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor's brain?
(The class breaks out into laughter.)

Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor's brain, felt it, touched or smelt it?
No one appears to have done so.
So, according to the established rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, sir.
With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures, sir?
(The room is silent. The professor stares at the student, his face unfathomable. )

I guess you'll have to take them on faith, son.

That is it sir... The link between man & god is FAITH.
That is all that keeps things moving & alive.

~O Allah,show me the Right Path of life~

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Blogger Awards



I was got this Awards recently and actually i don't k ow what is the funtion of this Awrads..however,thanks to the sender..

This Awards come with tasks that I must do..(hm..leceh la..)

First task that i must do..

1.Thank and link the person that gave you the award.

thanks to saudara Ameen Muslim for given me this Awards =)

[ AmEEnMusLIm ]

Second task :

2. Pass this award onto 15 bloggers you've recently discovered and think are fantastic.



Sharing is Sharing

Luahan Rasa Bicara Hati

Purple on Book

Yesterday Will Never Return

Sekadar Renungan

Kembara Ilmu

Cahaya Senja

(and I just pass it onto 9 of bloggers..)

Third task :

3. Contact said Blogs and let them know they've won the award

I will do that - insya Allah

Last task :

4. State 7 things about yourself.


erm..I did'nt like to intoduce myself here,so that,i just write 2 things of me here

1.my name is Aisyah

2.student of KTD

(Rest mood)

Wednesday, March 17, 2010



O Allah..please give me the strenght here

feel so lonely..



Feeling hurt..

Today is a very bad day for me..

I was here for the rest two semester and along that time,i’m never cry..i’m never feeling like that even i’m not going back to my village in the last semester.sometimes i’ll ask myself “why i’m never cry and miss my village so much..?even in ‘eid celebration,i just feeling nothing and laugh when i’m seeing my sister’s cry..

Before that i’m just laught when samirah criying in front of me and says “aisyah..aku nak balik sabah..rindunya ngan diaorang,mcm menarik-narik jangtungku dah ni..”

Owh..so hurt..

And when my friends ask me “eh orang sana,bila nak balik..tak rindu kampung ke..?

I just says “t aku balik ar..tapi kalau sal rindu-rindu ni takde lagi la.nangis pun tak.haha”

“ko memang..dari dulu sampai sekarag tak pernah berubah-ubah,kan..hati kering..”

Owh..hati kering.......?

I think not because i’m not a ‘hati kering’ but i just a someone that hard to exspress her feeling.so that i’m never miss my village and everything there until i’m crying..and usually i just says “ye mak..rindu gak..eh,tak tau la..” when my mom aks me about that..

But now..?

So hurt...this feeling made me cry till i can’t cry anymore...

This feeling is made me suck till i can’ think clearly..

First time..haha, so sad..i don’t like feeling such this feeling...

Argh..so hurt.. =(

I’m feeling like that when i heard this song repeatly

found this video here

i want go back now..

i miss everything there...

this feeling is so hart...so sick... =(

Monday, March 1, 2010

from the Biggest to the Smallest


with the name of Allah

let we think about something that maybe we're seldom to think about,

let we think about something that maybe we're never think about

that is are : how big we are? or how small we are?

how big or how small we are compare with everything around?

Be continue,insha Allah...