First up, i was actually messing around with my previous entry and no, i was not having an emotionally unstable moment at that time. So my heart-felt apologies if it offended anybody.
I had a bad start to the week on monday. In fact, i can even give you the good, the bad and the ugly that happened to me on monday.
The Good: I actually swore by Allah that i’ll become a better Muslim. No kidding!
You see, i woke up on monday morning and said to myself, "Boy, do i suck... i need to become a better Muslim." By Allah, i swore that i'd become a better Muslim.
Praying all the prayers!
No swearing!
No more looking at girls!
No random murdering!
This is it!
Going clean.
The Bad: I didn't really fulfill that oath.
Unfortunately, a tactic of that pesky Devil ( i hate him) is to overburden myself so i'd fail my goals and feel depressed.
Unfortunately, i don't take the fact that i failed in acheiving my goals too well...
The Ugly: I just swore. Period
I let off a flurry of curse words at my failure. Nearly every curse word in the dictionary was uttered. Biggest swear-fest in history.
And also, i received a forwarded sms which said...
"Israel has sent 60 000 troops into Lebanon. Please read Surah Al-Fath Ayat 35 for Hizbollah. Please spread this message to others."
Yet Surah Al-Fath only has 29 Ayats. Man, what a joke.
Today, i did nothing productive. And then i wrote this blog, which i don't expect anyone to read. But if you are reading it, then keep reading cause i got stuff to tell you.
Actually, i don't believe in blogs. They're like the matrix, a cooler metaphor of how life really is. Thats it, people are not themselves when they write blogs. If they are, then their recall of life would pretty much be like this:
...I slept for 3 hours
...Went to the bathroom
...I brushed my teeth
...I went to school
...I actually achieved nothing today
But usually, what you see is:
...Oh, the spilling of blood over inhumane causes has made me felt so alone
....How this cruelty of the novelty of this twisted reality has guided me into insanity
....As i stared to the blankness of the starry skies, it reminded me of the sufferings of this world.
You know what, they're all crap. Especially those who sounds all depressed and shit. I mean, if you're depressed, go pull the trigger or something... stop acting like a girly man and write it in your digital diary... boo hoo.
I guess blogging does help people to express themselves in which they aren't given the opportunity to do.. (what the crap?)
Well...
example...
there's no friggin way anyone would listen to me spit this load of crap in real life, but in blogs.. yeah i can do this and its cool...
So to those thinking that they wanna start blogging, its good actually if you:
a) Have all the time in the world
b) Do not have a screwed up perspective on life
c) Trying to impress someone who'd actually read your blog but don't know that you know that they read your blog
So until next time...
I wish you all the best...
Coming posts will be on my theories of life...
I hate it when i'm always right, but i'm not. So that's why i don't hate but love...
Basically, as screwed up as i may be, your life sucks more... trust me, i know...
Since most single Muslim guys don't receive anything on Valentine's Day. I decided to give a gift for everyone today myself.
A belated Valentine's present that is. A look at bizzare behaviour by guys. That's right! I am not picking on girls for a change! See!
One thing, i notice is that there are a lot of guys that are so freaking creepy that they freak out a girl senseless. (exclude me)
I'm talking about those REALLY creepy ones. The ones that keep you up late at night. Just like "Ehw, that dude just winked at me & licked his lips" sort of creepy.
You see we guys sort of sinned if we take a lustful second look at girls. This is why most guys play it safe & make one really, really, really long first look. First look is free i suppose.
This is prollie the most creepiest one because whenever someone is staring at you, you sort of look away but you can still 'feel' the stare.
It's pretty gross. A good tactic to get rid of the staring problem is to wear bright colours and/or a shiny tudung.
Every once in awhile i will walk by a tudung-clad girl & shield my eyes. This is not because she is extraordinarily ugly or anything....its because her tudung is so ridiculously shiny.
So shiny that maybe i should start wearing goggles. It is like staring at the sun.
You just have to cover your eyes because her tudung emanates such blinding shininess.
But hey, that's not a bad thing. Whatever rocks her socks i guess.
Shiny tudungs are a weapon actually because guys look away. It is a good away to force them to 'lower their gaze' when looking at the opposite sex.
Don't guys do the cutest things?
I guess some masjids are heading in the right direction in terms of the activities they come up with. The masjid nearest my house for example holds an annual Open House for non-Muslims & they invite church groups to come to the masjid & learn a little bit about Islam. It is all about dialogue & whatnot.
However sometimes i can't help but think that there ought to be some form of miscommunication or misunderstanding between the two faiths that is sure to arise when those Open Houses are held.
This is a few that i could think of & please i'm trying hard not to make fun of the inter-faith cohesion that our country is trying to build. Ok go!
Crazy Pakcik Who Didn't Know It Was Open House Day
Imagine just some random masjid goer who happened to forget it was the masjid's Open House Day? He'll be in shock to see non-Muslims all over the place. He'll think they were invading or something.
Like you can imagine this crazy pakcik stepping fresh off the wuduk area, drenched in water & still comprehending the fact that the parking lot was full outside when normally there are only two cars for Zuhur.
Well, seeing the main prayer hall filled with Non-Muslim women won't really whet his appetite. That is, non-Muslim women who might be wearing a hijab out of respect for the Muslims there but still be wearing tanktops & miniskirts.
Hey, it is the thought that counts but the
crazy pakcik sees otherwise.
"THIS IS THE HOUSE OF ALLAH'' shouts the crazy pakcik.
'' Hello...i am nancy'' replies one of the female visitors as she sticks out her hand.
''ASTAGFIRULLAH!!!'' replies the crazy pakcik.
Then you know what? That same crazy pakcik will then run out of the masjid to see if he actually is inside the right building. Flip man! Ok next...
Do you mind if I pray with you guys?
What a recipe for disaster. It is nice that non-Muslims want to ''experience'' the prayer but things like this could get extremely awkward.
Like I always imagine having this oblivious non-Muslim guy ''pray'' beside me while in full congregation with everyone. He will be constantly looking over at me in middle of prayer. Time to time he will ask me questions.
''So have I got it right?''
''It is the right hand over left hand right?''
''Are they placed on the belly button or below?''
''Hello?''
''Oh dear, i must say you are not the talkative type.''
He will also make strange comments throughout the prayer.
During Rukuk [the part where we bow down]: ''I can touch my toes...can you?''
During Sujud #1 [the part when our head is on the ground]: ''Man, this carpet smells.''
During Sujud #2 [same as above, only second time]: ''Did I mention this carpet smells''
During Tahiyatul akhir Position [part where we are sitting]: ''What on earth are you doing with your finger?''
During Salam [part where we end prayer & turn our heads]: ''Hi there, miss me?''
Flip man!
Sorry for the bare bones all.I hope to get some things cranked out in the weekend, insya Allah.
The stock-take at my warehouse is done & over with so i'm a little more relaxed now.
I hope to post up some notes from my Fiqh class this weekend, insya Allah.
I hope to post some entries this weekend, insya Allah.
I hope to start blogging more regularly by next week, insya Allah, insya Allah, insya Allah.
This isn't those wussy insya Allahs.
This is the real thing i hope, insya Allah.
Anyway, Habib Umar Bin Hafiz, insya Allah will be arriving in S'pore on 20th february.I'm sure some will go...''who on earth is this Habib Umar dude?''
Habib Umar bin Hafiz is a descendant of the Prophet SAW through his grandson Imam Hussein. Wallahi, i swear Habib Umar is so another level.
Wherever Habib Umar has gone, no stone has been left unturned in his attempt to revive the love of Allah & His Messenger SAW.
As usual, i'm looking forward to his pearls of wisdom that will be pouring into our hearts & hopefully benefit from it.
Below are the series of talks by Habib Umar bin Hafiz. Any changes will be updated.
20 / 02/ 2007 - Masjid Al-Ansar at bedok north (mawlid after maghrib) talk is after Isyak.
21/ 02/ 2007 - Masjid Kassim at Changi Road (Short lecture) at maghrib & after Isyak at Masjid Al-Istigfar at Pasir Ris (talk).
22/ 02/ 2007 - Masjid Al-Mukminin at Jurong East (Short lecture) after Zuhur & after Isyak at Masjid Ba'alawi (This include reading the famous Ratib al attas).
23 / 02/ 2007 - Masjid Abdul Aleem Siddique after Isyak (There will be a Qasida Burdah session after Maghrib)
