Saturday, October 22, 2011


We had a questionnaire session during our English class this week, as an activity to ‘get to know one another’. Each of us must ask each of us in the class at least one question and we had to present the results. 50 questions asked by and to 50 students.

I chose two simple questions to ask. A question that would not require me to interact too long with the interviewee. “Is physiology your favourite subject?” and “Are you left- or right-handed?”

I was asked 50 different questions. Some of them were superficial, and some were deep. I tried to answer honestly, not trying to be too philosophical or theoretical. I established a protagonist (everybody else) and an antagonist (myself).

“Who do you prefer to marry: someone younger, older, or of the same age?”
“I’m indifferent. We’re all going to die one day.”

“What makes you upset?”

“What is your dream?”
“I want everyone to be happy.”

“What would you do if today is the last day of your life?”
“I’d be good to everyone.”

Ah, general answers. Good and happy are subjective, right?

Good is what decreed good by God, and bad is what decreed bad by God.

But that last question — memang sangat menyentap. Deep.

Saturday, October 8, 2011



Thank you my Lord for giving me another chance to live as Your servant.

I am aware of Your bounties and I am aware of my sins;
Forgive me my Lord, for there is none who can forgive me but You.


Thursday, May 19, 2011

Relativity of Time


People (including me) would rather spend four hours doing random things on the internet than four minutes of istighfar while waiting for the traffic light to turn green.

It’s only for four damned minutes and we are complaining; why not lament our lost four hours?

As Ronald Weasley said, we really need to sort out our priorities.

Human beings can be dumb sometimes. Intelligence is the quality possessed by those who plan their death i.e. prepare for the Hereafter.

Dunya is deceptive. Yet, it is also mazra’atul akhirah.

O Allah, guide us.


Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Persevere, Ilman!


Float on Lake

My blogging has been stagnant for quite some time.

Assignments, quizzes, tests, reports—continuous torrents of these are making me more and more selfless. Less and less human. More and more robotic. It’s not unfrequent that I thought of running away. It’s not just one or two times that I questioned myself: Am I enjoying this? Do I really love this life?