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16:41 - “To those who leave their homes in the cause of Allah, after suffering oppression, We will assuredly give a goodly home in this world: but truly the reward of the Hereafter will be greater. If they only knew!”
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Catching up / 7:12 PM

"The smell of your skin lingers on me now"


Of all people to meet in school just now, I met Sufian. Apparently he was going to meet this lecturer who happens to be a lawyer too. She was going to help him with the important paperwork left behind due to certain recent events. It felt good to have a good talk and laugh with him just now. Farhana and Syafiq were there too. Certain things were said in between other stuffs that really grabs my heart. Talk about a play of emotions.

Anyway, Huda sent me her draft of one of her post. It really makes me think a lot. Maybe because everything there was true about me also. I'll keep no secrets here and admit that I've been missing my prayers, sometimes on purpose. I guess certain things have really hit me like a boulder and made me realise some things. Or maybe I've always realised these things but I still chose to play the fool. I've forgotten my goal since I entered SP but now I remember it. Thank you Allah s.w.t for giving me a ray of hope and giving me the gifts I cherish so dearly. At this point, I promise myself I'll try not to be ashamed of who I am and what I have because everything's written in stone and maybe I'm meant to be so emotional at times because god has given me the ability to care so much about all of my friends.



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