Bismillaahirrahmaanirrahiim
Assalamualaikum
Assalamualaikum
In the morning breeze I wrote this.
Am thinking of a girl I met yesterday.
She stand up againts the wall in front of the library entrance.
I was too standing there waiting for my sweetheart Muhammad Da'ie.
Yet,
I saw she is with a cigarette. I am pretty sure it is quite a giant cigarrete, not a vape.
It is my style for years, to confirm what I saw to justify my thought.
I say hi and we began to talk.
She is just 16 and she is already in a university. I myself step into a university when I was 17. She has an exquisite muslim name, very opposite to her foxy style. She has a mother who is wearing a Doctor crown. In short, such an amazing family she has.
Well, I used to see the non muslim girl students with cigarette, but for a muslim, this is my first time. Seeing this, almost brought me into an epiphany.
Am thinking of a girl I met yesterday.
She stand up againts the wall in front of the library entrance.
I was too standing there waiting for my sweetheart Muhammad Da'ie.
Yet,
I saw she is with a cigarette. I am pretty sure it is quite a giant cigarrete, not a vape.
It is my style for years, to confirm what I saw to justify my thought.
I say hi and we began to talk.
She is just 16 and she is already in a university. I myself step into a university when I was 17. She has an exquisite muslim name, very opposite to her foxy style. She has a mother who is wearing a Doctor crown. In short, such an amazing family she has.
Well, I used to see the non muslim girl students with cigarette, but for a muslim, this is my first time. Seeing this, almost brought me into an epiphany.
"I dont know what on earth I am doing here, and I am in stress all the time. I always thinking that this is not my place." Her last word while finishing her smoking.
My o my..
I realize then, are all of us singing the same melody? When I was her age, I am enjoying myself with my friends not with books and a bunch of assignments that wont finish forever.
We, often went to Kuantan to enjoy our weekend gathering. I really missed our old days Zura Ixora, Fida Zakaria, Nuyu Fana. Eventhough in Felda, we used to hang out frequently, 'rewang' around together. That is fun !
I realize then, are all of us singing the same melody? When I was her age, I am enjoying myself with my friends not with books and a bunch of assignments that wont finish forever.
We, often went to Kuantan to enjoy our weekend gathering. I really missed our old days Zura Ixora, Fida Zakaria, Nuyu Fana. Eventhough in Felda, we used to hang out frequently, 'rewang' around together. That is fun !
You see, high education never promise intelligence. This is a fact since the mesozoic era that we often fail to compromise with. The intelligence is needed to make good choice for our life. There must be a guider and the first guider are the parents. For muslim, we believe that any choice made shall influence greatly our life in here and in the hereafter.
Now I am thinking, what kind of parent or educator will we be?
To see the disaster amongs our youngsters nowadays, really torture me inside out....
To see the disaster amongs our youngsters nowadays, really torture me inside out....
Ummu Naufal
~a truth seeker
~a truth seeker
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