You know when you're reading a good book
If, for every page you turn
You'll find out that it's not the same as before
If, for every page you turn
You'll realise that you learn something new
If, after reading all the pages
The knowledge you gain can move a mountain

But, the best book of all
Is one which
You'll never be able to read all the pages
Is one which
You don't even know when to turn the pages
Is one which
You, yourself is part of the book

And that book is called The World
Where every human is a page
His whole life is a story
Where knowledge won't stop appearing
From rocks, trees and clouds
Where the author makes no mistakes
For the author is Allah SWT

The Page

I am a page with thousand meanings
Turn the page to learn more

Colours of my page

My FaMilY, IrA, DiY, SkHa,
DrAw, MeSh, MeL, RaCe, AkEm n TaShA

Phrases of my page

BoWlInG, ReAdInG and TeAcHiNg

Friday, April 10, 2009

Sometimes, certain things happen in life and no matter how you tried, you just can't seem to understand why it happened. Not surprising at all, more often than not, these kind of things are those that make us sad, unhappy or angry.

Yes, something did happen recently. Someone shot me an sms. Someone who I just got to know recently, just by name and face. Someone, who probably don't even know me, as in KNOW ME. Someone who, I think, feel and know, have absolutely NO rights to even ask for my number, much less, 'steal' my number and shoot me that sms.

In the sms sent, that person mentioned, (this is part of a very long, irritating sms) that I, as in me, Wardah, should know my limits as a muslimah.

Now, dearest muslimahs, if this remarks were thrown at you, how would YOU feel? I felt downright insulted, ok? I searched within myself. I reflected and I asked around. What have I done or said, intentionally or unintentionally, conscious or unconscious?

I really couldn't find what was wrong. I keep thinking about. A lot of my works are left undone. Have I really crossed my limits as a muslimah? If I had, why didn't anyone I KNOW tell me? Why must it come from someone else? Why didn't it come from the people around me, people I love, people I care for?

Oh Allah, if I did anything wrong, I beg for Your forgiveness. Please forgive all my sins and the sins of my loved ones. Please also forgive the sins of the loved ones of my loved ones.

SWEET LOVE 7:40 PM ;

The Page

Colours of my page

Phrases of my page

Friday, April 10, 2009

SHOUTS

OTHER Pages

The past dreams?

Credits