Wednesday, March 30, 2011

A Letter From A Christian to Muslim Women



I see you as precious gems, pure gold, or the “pearl of great value” spoken of in the Bible (Matthew 13: 45). All women are pearls of great value, but some of us have been deceived into doubting the value of our purity.

Jesus said: “Give not that which is holy unto the dogs, neither cast your pearls before swine, lest they trample them under their feet, and turn again and rend you” (Matthew 7: 6).

Our pearls are priceless, but they convince us that they’re cheap. But trust me; there is no substitute for being able to look in the mirror and seeing purity, innocence and self-respect staring back at you.

The fashions coming out of the Western sewer are designed to make you believe that your most valuable asset is your sexuality. But your beautiful dresses and veils are actually sexier than any Western fashion, because they cloak you in mystery and show self-respect and confidence.

A woman’s sexuality should be guarded from unworthy eyes, since it should be your gift to the man who loves and respects you enough to marry you. And since your men are still manly warriors, they deserve no less than your best.

Our men don’t even want purity anymore. They don’t recognize the pearl of great value, opting for the flashy rhinestone instead. Only to leave her too!

Your most valuable assets are your inner beauty, your innocence, and everything that makes you who you are. But I notice that some Muslim women push the limit and try to be as Western as possible, even while wearing a veil (with some of their hair showing).

Why imitate women who already regret, or will soon regret, their lost virtue? There is no compensation for that loss.

You are flawless diamonds. Don’t let them trick you into becoming rhinestones. Because everything you see in the fashion magazines and on Western television is a lie. It is Satan’s trap. It is fool’s gold.

A Woman’s Heart

I’ll let you in on a little secret, just in case you’re curious: pre-marital sex is not even that great. We gave our bodies to the men we were in love with, believing that that was the way to make them love us and want to marry us, just as we had seen on television growing up.

But without the security of marriage and the sure knowledge that he will always stay with us, it’s not even enjoyable! That’s the irony. It was just a waste. It leaves you in tears.

Speaking as one woman to another, I believe that you understand that already. Because only a woman can truly understand what’s in another woman’s heart. We really are all alike.

Our race, religion or nationalities do not matter. A woman’s heart is the same everywhere. We love. That’s what we do best. We nurture our families and give comfort and strength to the men we love.

But we American women have been fooled into believing that we are happiest having careers, our own homes in which to live alone, and freedom to give our love away to whomever we choose. That is not freedom. And that is not love.

Only in the safe haven of marriage can a woman’s body and heart be safe to love. Don’t settle for anything less. It’s not worth it. You won’t even like it and you’ll like yourself even less afterwards. Then he’ll leave you.



Self-Denial

Sin never pays. It always cheats you. Even though I have reclaimed my honor, there’s still no substitute for having never been dishonored in the first place.

We Western women have been brainwashed into thinking that you Muslim women are oppressed. But truly, we are the ones who are oppressed; slaves to fashions that degrade us, obsessed with our weight, begging for love from men who do not want to grow up.

Deep down inside, we know that we have been cheated. We secretly admire and envy you, although some of us will not admit it.

Please do not look down on us or think that we like things the way they are. It’s not our fault. Most of us did not have fathers to protect us when we were young because our families have been destroyed. You know who is behind this plot.

Don’t be fooled, my sisters. Don’t let them get you too. Stay innocent and pure. We Christian women need to see what life is really supposed to be like for women. We need you to set the example for us, because we are lost. Hold onto your purity.

Remember: you can’t put the toothpaste back in the tube. So guard your “toothpaste” carefully! I hope you receive this advice in the spirit in which it is intended: the spirit of friendship, respect, and admiration.

From your Christian sister 'with love'.

i never wanna lose

sometimes i wept like a child..
somewhere deep inside i feel so empty..
there is unexplained emptiness..
i saw the way out..
but couldn't reach for it..
either i am too afraid for changes or no one is there to lead me to the way..
in the end, i just stay at that same place over and over again..
i am scared. really i am..

i want to be better so badly..
but i am scared if i try so hard that i will lose again..
i never wanna lose in this endless battle..

"...There's a battle within,
That I'll never win.
'Cause it's me that I'm up against.
'Cause it's my heart, versus common sense...."

they had made it through..
though the fight would never be over..
but they had made it through somehow..

do you know where and when i'll finally find my turning point?

but one thing that i know for sure,
I AM NOT ALONE...
           and,
I AM NOT THE ONLY ONE..

nota kaki:
  • please don't make promises anymore,dear.. because in the end, it would just break my heart..
  • the whole lyrics would meant different thing, so just stick to that part k..

Monday, March 28, 2011

To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.

how i wish to talk randomly about life and rambling about anything and everything with you..

pic courtesy of jeansbeans.tumblr.com

silence can be too loud sometimes..

Thursday, March 24, 2011

blog template

beberapa detik lepas, aku blogwalking kat satu blog ni.

terkejut aku....

pejam mata. bukak mata.

masih sama.

sejibik sejibon template.

benda yang memula sekali aku tengok-->tajuk post baru..

huh?

tak sama pun.

bila masa aku tulis?

adakah aku sleepwalking lalu menulis blog?

atau

errr....

lalu otak sedikit bijak, tengok nama blog dah meng-scroll segala isi blog.

oh,

bukan blog aku ke?

ingatkan subconscious mind aku dah pandai tulis blog sendiri dan terus publish.

haha~


....he(?) just a random caterpillar...


nota kaki:
  • ramai pulak orang umur aku yang kena ciken pox.. ramai jugak yang sekitar umur aku yang kawen... jadi, ciken pox dah dapat masa form 4...  kawen bila pulak? *gelak guling-guling*
  • <---pening dan mengantuk.. otak pun fikir luar alam.. cehhhh~
  • nak balik mesia. sangat.
  • miss people.badly.
  • rindu ukhwah. rindu orang yang buat ini--> (.^_^.) dalam hati.
  • bila entah nak tulis post yang lebih panjang dan kurang mengarut.
  • bising la orang tengok kriket ni. asyik bersorak je..haha~
  • banyaknye nota kaki................

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

older and wiser

grown old with me, would you?
esok (kot?) birthday blog yang ke-2..
and that also means that it has been two years since i start my journey to india..
................time............
why must you go that fast?
i want to be old and wise..
not with wrinkles and just for time pass..

nota kaki:
  • sebab esok hari jadi blog, aku nak hadiah boleh? on behalf of blog..(ye ke?)
  • a nice,big,shiny,expensive globe would do..haha~ yang ciplak tak mahu.. nanti tak nampak semua bentuk muka bumi negara yang aku nak tengok..

  • nanti dah ada duit banyak, aku nak beli sebijik globe cantek.. nak letak kat study/reading room in my dream house.. *daydreaming*

    Tuesday, March 15, 2011

    seize every moment of your life

    that's the truth, we can't have it all..
    we just can live with we have at the moment and be grateful about it..
    that's better~

    Sunday, March 13, 2011

    for better and worse

    do you think, everytime people make decision, they only think for the best?
    do you ever wonder whether they have in their mind about how worst that decision could be?

    perhaps, when they are already set their heart and mind to it, they would say,
    "...for better and worse..."
    before proceed to next step...

    in this life, we not only get things we wish for but also things that we wish we haven't..
    of tears and laughter...
    which one is better and which one is worse?
    of things we set our heart on to and things we take for granted...
    which one could be better and which one could turn to be worse?
    of all 'nikmat' and test that Allah has given to us..
    which one turns us to be better person and which one make us worse than before?

    of better and worse...
    they are two opposite entities..
    so different yet so close..

    gambar dari kamera hp cikai yang xde megapixel pun..
    and for better and worse..
    we should be glad of tomorrow..
    a day to wash away all the sorrows, to wipe all the tears, to erase all the pain..
    of the worse yesterday..
    a new beginning to enligthen our soul, to start giving away smiles, to grab the happiness..
    of the better tomorrow..


    nota kaki:
    1. semalam aishwarya rai datang belgaum..=)

    Saturday, March 5, 2011

    why is it so hard for me when it is not for others?

    ni kira macam monolog dalaman la kot..
    sebabnya sampai sekarang aku memang allergic sangat dengan subjek Pharmacology..
    kalau masa sekolah dulu, Fizik kot walaupun orang selalu cakap AddMath killer subject..
    mungkin sebab dari mula lagi cikgu ajar agak bosan sebab tu tak minat..
    (padahal, boleh je belajar sendiri kalau memang nak belajar..-__-")
    buktinya, kelas Fizik seawal 7.10am, aku boleh tetido depan cikgu pukul 7.30am..
    pagi sangat kot.. ketiak tak kering lari lepas lari-lari pergi kelas..
    dan yang lagi dahsyat, aku duduk barisan tengah dan depan sekali..
    kiranya meja aku 'bercantum' dengan meja guru..
    buruk benar perangai.... haish~

    alhamdullilah, i still can survive doing physics..
    tapi kan, lepas tu ambik A-Level kena belajar Fizik jugak..
    ambik kau... tu lah, taknak sangat..
    alhamdulillah again, i still survive and tolerance level to Physics has increased..=)
    (tapi ada hati jugak nak jadi Engineer Petronas dulu..haha~)

     

    alkisahnya, otak memang lambat sangat nak proses nama-nama dadah ni..(baca: drugs)
    pening dan membuatkan diri terasa nak muntah hijau dan demam segala bagai..
    stress dowh~ <--bahasa rempit(?) 
    lagi-lagi nak habiskan syllabus before exam hari tu..
    i didin't finished reading all the topics..
    even the thought of Pharmac make me sick..MySpace
    (tapi ada pernah-hampir-ter'apply' jadi Pharmacist..hehe~)

    tak tahu la nak buat macam mana nak bagi minat kat Pharmac ni..
    bak kata orang tua-tua, "tak kenal maka tak cinta.."
    tang mana lagi la nak kena kenal baru boleh jatuh chenta ni..T_T


    Allah tu Maha Berkuasa..
    tak kisah la kat mana pun kita bernafas di muka bumi ini, Malaysia...India...Indonesia...Australia...US...UK....Europe....
    kalau Dia pilih kita untuk disentuh hatinya, untuk diberi hidayah, takde siapa boleh halang..
    keberadaan kita di sesuatu tempat atau suasana hanyalah sebagai sebab..
    yang paling penting, adakah kita sebagai hamba ni bersyukur bila hidayah tu menyapa?
    adakah kita akan 'grab' sehabis mungkin semua peluang yang ada?

    bila hidup kerana Allah, hilang apa pun hati tak gundah..
    a blessing in disguise~
    sebab ape?
    sebab Allah care sangat-sangat kat kita..
    Dia nampak yang kita stray to far from him because of that particular things..

    doa...
    nampak sangat mudah.. barangkali remeh juga..
    tapi tu sebenarnya senjata orang Mukmin yang paling berkuasa..
    orang lain boleh berusaha sampai ke titisan darah terakhir, tapi kita ni ada bonus..
    macam kalau dalam game, ni kira 'extra life' atau 'secret weapon' sebab doa yang akan tolong kita untuk go through every obstacle in our life..

    "...doa tu wireless. Anytime,anywhere. Dan coverage dia luas.
    Di mana-mana saja signal bar dia penuh lima." 
    ~ [tunas] by hlovate
    ain't that nothing but the truth?
    indeed, it is soooooooo true..

    nota kaki: 
    • pipi makin bolat, mata makin sepet.. in other words, makin gemok~ takpe, nanti boleh derma darah <--ayat nak sedapkan hati sendiri sebab asyik kena reject jadi blood donor sebab 
          1. kurang berat badan KONONNYA..
          2. bila dah ok,
          3. low hemoglobin level pulak..