Islam as a way of life. I was introduced to this when I had to write on it during matriculation. It was a topic I was not familiar with. However, through my experience in friendship and looking at my surroundings, surprisingly I managed to score an A in my writing. I remembered some of my points that I mentioned and somehow agreed on Ad-din. My point was really simple. When you think about it, Islam is very fair. I mentioned about attending 'haji'. How do you know that it is fair? Even though you are rich or poor, everyone will wear the same uniform or clothes. And it is only a piece of white coloured cloth. No patterns, no lace and no fancy diamonds on it. You can never differentiate the rich and the poor. Doesn't that show Islam is fair?
I also mentioned about death. Again, whether you are rich or poor, when death comes, everyone is buried the same way. You will be wrapped in a white cotton cloth, again, no expensive coffin, no beautiful clothes, no fancy tomb. Just the body and the soil, back where it belongs. So, doesn't that show Islam is fair?
Thus, at that point, I agreed Islam as a way of life. However, I also mentioned that the only disappointment is, although Islam is so beautiful, the people are ugly. Why? Everything that is mentioned in Islam is for the good of its followers. However, the people do not practise what they preach. So do not blame Islam for all the wrong doings but the people who do not follow what is stated in the teaching of Islam.
Today, when I think back of the points that I have written, I merely would like to share my thoughts of the problems we face nowadays. At work my colleagues and I were discussing on sex education. I was attracted to one of my colleagues' point regarding the differences between a Muslim and a non-Muslim teenager.
I am no angel. I too have wrong doings that only Allah can forgive. However, as someone who has gone through quite a lot of obstacles in life, I wish I could be more open-minded to the Muslim teenagers. They do not know what they are missing. Islam is so great. You do not see people making a fool of themselves after getting drunk all day and all night. You do not show almost all parts of your body to people and feel great of exposing it to them. You do not have a social life that is beyond your control. Why? Because you have Islam to guide you.
So, 'people'. Do not spoil the beauty of Islam. I am not a racist, nor am I a rebellious in religion. It is just that my previous experience has taught me a lot of lessons. If I think back, I do not want to go there again. I love where I am now and I am grateful for where I am now. These 'people' should be too.
I have no intention of hurting any feelings for I am far a novice in religion. I have much to learn and am just a simple person, who choose Islam, as my way of life.
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Sunday, September 26, 2010
P.S. I love you
Another draft that had never been posted.
I was relaxing on the couch watching the repeated story in Astro entitled, 'P.S. I love you'. What happens when death comes earlier than we expected? In the movie, the husband prepared lots of letters to the wife in order to help her to move on with her life after his death.
Sometimes it makes me think of life itself. My life is my children. I think of them almost every second and hope to be with them forever. I hope I can see them till they grow up and finally have a life of their own. Unfortunately, the future is not for me to foresee.
A few days ago, my daughter was being scolded and she is the emotional type. When I came to comfort her, she mentioned that she does not mind being scolded but she is afraid of losing us, her parents. It touches my heart. At a very young age, she could think of death. Kids sure grow up very fast nowadays. And I sure am getting old.
If death does come earlier, I sure have a lot of sins!!!
I was relaxing on the couch watching the repeated story in Astro entitled, 'P.S. I love you'. What happens when death comes earlier than we expected? In the movie, the husband prepared lots of letters to the wife in order to help her to move on with her life after his death.
Sometimes it makes me think of life itself. My life is my children. I think of them almost every second and hope to be with them forever. I hope I can see them till they grow up and finally have a life of their own. Unfortunately, the future is not for me to foresee.
A few days ago, my daughter was being scolded and she is the emotional type. When I came to comfort her, she mentioned that she does not mind being scolded but she is afraid of losing us, her parents. It touches my heart. At a very young age, she could think of death. Kids sure grow up very fast nowadays. And I sure am getting old.
If death does come earlier, I sure have a lot of sins!!!
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