Assalamualaikum...

Bismillahi rahmani rahiim..

In the name of Allah most gracious, most compassionate..

Laying here in the midst of His creation, I am dwindled. I was blind... and I guess I still am. Astaghfirullah..

How did it turn this way?
Where did I go wrong?

I was sad..
I was depressed..
I was angry..
So I turned away... far away..

From You...
And Your blessing...

I gave into him..
Yet You gave me friends as blessings to keep me with You..
I started my days with him on my mind...
Yet You're beautiful ayat were still played for my wretched ears to listen..
So I'd remember You...
Even if it's just for a moment..
I ignored your calls..
Just so that I could have it my way...
Yet You still gave me the pleasures of life...
But what is life without You, oh almighty...

I've sinned...
Sinned in the worst way...
Buy your forgiveness is undeniable...

How could I've been so blind...

Blind by the 'dunia'

I'm ashamed...
Ashamed to call myself a Muslim...
Ashamed to call myself the servant of the One..
The most Gracious...
I'm ashamed that I have astray..
Far from where I should be..
But I have no one else to blame but me...

Our sahabah had onced been asked,

"What is the greatest nikmah to be received for a muslim? "

One of them said "wealth,"

Then they are asked, "what nikmah is bigger than that a Muslim had ever received?"

One of them said, "the nikmah of health and prosperity, "

"Bigger than that? " he asked again.

One of them said,"the nikmah of iman and Islam, "

"Bigger than that?" He asked again.

They all fell silent.  They did not understand neither could they find the answer to thay question.  The asker smiled then said,

"The biggest nikmah that a Muslim has ever received is having Allah as God"

Having Allah as God is more than anything we could ever ask for. Why?

He loves us. He cares for us. He gives us second chances.  He forgives us. He remembers us.
Most of all, He gives us everything we asked for.

Everything.

So tell me now...

Who should we live for?

Puding...

Puding..

Caramel Puding..

I remember that day when my eyes met you for the first time.

It was like a jolt of electricity had struck my lifeless core.

It had been so long since I've felt excitement rushing in me.

It had been so ling since I've felt the agony of pain tormenting me.

There are many candies out there.

Very delicious ones.

But when I'm here,

all I see is you.

Puding...

It's hard to think that we would ever be..

because I'm out here, and you're in there,

tucked safely and peacefully behind that glass.

It's hard not being able to touch you.

Not with these filthy hands.

It's hard not being able to claim you as mine.

Not with these torn, worn up clothes.

A beggar from the streets like me, an outcast...

would never have a chance,

to taste the sweetness of your caramel

like everyone else would of their's.

I'm scared that one day, someone else might see you.

I'm scared that one day, someone else might take you away.

Far away from me...

Forever...

I don' want forever.

Forever seems like a long time.

It'll shatter me.

It'll shatter me to pieces..

Until nothing of me remains.

Isn't there anything I could do?

Anything I could do to tell them that I want you.

To tell them that I need you.

To tell you that I'm happy whenever you're around.

To let you know that even just from behind the glass,

I'm grateful to get to see you, smile at you and sense you're alluring aroma.

Because I know as you do too

that this might be our last.

My last.

Their moving you.

You're moving away,

to a better place.

Where I don't get to see you anymore.

Where I don't get to hear of you anymore.

Where I don't get to smile from you're sweetness anymore.

I'll miss that.

A lot.

Please don't hate me.

I just wish you'd know.

That I really do like you...

Thinker...

In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Compassionate...

What makes a thinker?

Well, at school basically I learnt that a thinker is a person who could generate exotic ideas as a  result of thinking deeply and in a passionate way.

Yeah, I know... I get called 'the walking dictionary' all the time. It's totally natural. But  the point is a thinker in this context says that you're able to produce ideas that are out of the box and - what people my kind would say- going against the tide. In my opinion, since roughly estimating the normal human brain could handle 10 quadrillion instructions per second then thinkers can handle 10.1 quadrillion instructions per second...

Not that much of a diff? Well of course it won't have that much difference. We're just the same you and I. Homo sapiens. How different can I be from you? But lets save that question for later. ;)

The human brain when awake has enough energy to light a single light bulb, therefore millions, billions, trillions of ideas are generated every second which -by now you should know- makes an individual a thinker.
But the hint starts here...

Can you see the resemblance between them?

How about a similar pattern?

No.

There is absolutely no resemblance between the famous thinkers such as Leonardo daVinci, Mozart, Einstein, imam Syafi'e, sultan al Fateh and even al khwarizmi.

Okay... maybe I got that from Monsters University. You must think me as a childish person and immature and bla.. bla.. bla.. yada.. yada.. ect.. but good things should be shared, yeah?

What I was saying is that ideas may appear in different forms and ways.. so why up until now would our kind be too judgmental about ideas.

Take Adidas and Puma. (I just got this last night... heeeee :3) For starters both the creators of the brand were brothers. One is named  Adi and the other younger brother was named something-das (just for the favor that I forgot their full names) when put together becomes Adidas.  On one special day  they got into a fight, then the younger left the 'Adidas FC' and made his own called 'Puma'. Both had lots of colorful Sharpie to fly with. The point is that they have different ideas and both of them sell. Like Ustaz Zul said they sold 'Ideas'. (That actually caught my ear at the time, it's past my bed time. Boo) Rawhazza! Now we can all be Mark Zuckerberg; all we have to do is sell our brains! :D

Well, you can actually get a lot of money by selling parts of your organs in the black markets BUT don't take that into account. I really DON'T want to be responsible for whatever is in the trash.

So to say actually, people differ generally from standards and capability thus differing the productivity of their ideas. (I do not know where I'm going with this idea and am totally writing what ever comes to mind) So don't judge. In every generation there will be people who may appear to be a bit different then the majority of citizens. They don't go with the flow and are often prejudiced just because they have a different way of thinking. Da Vinci seldom stays with people anyways and people always thought that he was a tad different from other 'normal's in the world. BUT people of every millennium love his ideas, his paintings and his inventions. They're actually trying with their best efforts to rebuilt his inventions even.

So to say when a friend comes by with an odd idea or thinks a tad differently, then don't just sweep it away. You'll never know when Spongebob's pretty patties might actually be a break to your dream car or whatever dream you have. Sorry Mr Crabs, no harm done.

Lastly, all ideas come and generate from the Creator, Allah the Almighty.

"...Thus Allah makes clear to you the verses [of revelation] that you might give thought."
[2:219]

wallahu alambisswaab.