When you truly care for someone, you don't look for faults.You don't look for answers.You don't look for mistakes.Instead, you fight the mistakes, you accept the faults and you overlook excuses.The measure of love is when you love without measure.There are rare chances that you will meet the person you love and who loves you in return. So once you have it,don't let it go.If you want to go fast, go alone but if you want to go far in life then go together.And during the long run, love should not obstruct the path of duty and responsibility towards your Mighty Master.
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Friday, April 29, 2011
a beautiful heart
One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley. A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it. Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen.
The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart. Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said, "Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine." The crowd and the young man looked at the old man's heart. It was beating strongly but full of scars. It had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in but they didn't fit quite right and there were several jagged edges.
In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces were missing. The people starred how could he say his heart is more beautiful, they thought? The young man looked at the old man's heart and saw its state and laughed. "You must be joking," he said. "Compare your heart with mine . Mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears."
"Yes," said the old man, "Yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love .I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them ... and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart but because the pieces aren't exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared.
Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away and the other person hasn't returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges giving love is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?"
The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man with trembling hands.
The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man's heart.
It fit's but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges.The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man's heart flowed into his. They embraced and walked away side by side
o Allah
O ALLAH,
If he’s meant for me and I meant for him,Let us be together through Ijab and Qabul.
O ALLAH,
If we are not meant to be together,Please avoid us from seeing one another.
O ALLAH,
If he’s the right person for me, let his Eman be the one that I adore, and let him make my way easier to Jannah.
O ALLAH,
If he’s the wrong person for me,show him the right way,so that he can lead someone else instead.
sweet!
Pencil: I’m sorry….
Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.
Pencil: I’m sorry because you get hurt because of me. Whenever I made a mistake, you’re always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each time.
Eraser: That’s true. But I don’t really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though one day, I know I’ll be gone and you’ll replace me with a new one, I’m actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad. :)
Thursday, April 28, 2011
message x kesampaian..
hari demi hari, message yg aku hantar makin lama makin jarang. and x pernah lagi berbalas... salah aku kah semua ini?
tough day
hari ni sgt letih, penat semalam x abes lagi, hr ni penat lagi. buat kje untuk intern, proposal..
penat penat penat..
tapi,,, hanya denga mengingati ALLAH hati akan menjadi tenang. insyaallah..
ap pun , kne work harder untuk sem ni! ak nak kjar master. insyaallah.. doa2kan..
:)..
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