As much as you can keep dunya (worldly life) in your hand--not in your heart.
That means when someone insults you-- keep it out of your heart,
so it doesn't make you bitter or defensive.
When someone praises you--also keep it out of your heart,
so it doesn't make you arrogant and self-deluded.
When you face hardship and stress--don't absorb it in your heart
so you don't become hopeless and overwhelmed.
Instead keep it in your hands and realize that everything passes.
When you're given a gift by God, don't hold it in your heart
Hold it in your hand--so that you don't begin to love the gift more than the giver.
And so that when it is taken away --
you can truly respond with
'inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi rajioon': 'indeed we belong to God, and to God we return'.
Wednesday, 27 November 2013
hello my dear blog.
i've been missing you so much.
my super busy life as a student membuatkan aku cuma mampu reblog di tumblr
what to think.
what to do.
what to be.
clueless - speechless - countless -
i must say that things will be getting easier and better if i could see mama's face ( because i miss her)
looking at her at least, would makes me calmer and happier .i miss my family damn much.
'Sometimes you search so hard for---words.
You look for a way to interpret the language of this heart
and the unspoken bond you feel.
But in the end you are left with nothing
And deep down you hope it’s understood '
yes, i hate my self for being - talkative-useless-insecure-overthink-unattractive-lack-of-confidence-not-smart-and everything and everything that i couldnt describe.
p/s : i dont have the idea on how people can have no manners towards something that i think-you must give a respect. and i dont have the idea how can people acting like-you have never talk bad about someone else.
May God bless us.
yes, im not a good person but im trying so hard to be the good one.
Posted by Nur Hazirah at 06:44
Saturday, 9 November 2013
Saturday, 2 November 2013
i hate being alone.
it makes me feel empty.
doin nothing and it is totally boring.
everyone is going back to their hometown for the midsem break.
p/s : Giving up something the heart adores is one of the hardest battles we ever have to fight.Instead of being a slave to Allah, such a person will become a slave to his own desires. Slavery to anything other than Allah is the most painful sort of oppression-- Yasmin Mogahed
Posted by Nur Hazirah at 21:14