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family is like a tree,
without its roots,
without its leaves,
without its trunk,
can one ever stand still amidst the ever-changing weather?

family bonding is like a root for one individual,
if the family is weak,
likely one has no support...

a father is like a tree trunk,
he holds all the branches and roots,
the trunk is something hold on to dearly....

as the trunk was removed from the tree,
it tumbles down the ground,
as it tumbles down, branches are broken,
roots are uplifted, green leaves no more....

as the trunk moves on and transform itself to something useful,
(thanks to production of paper),
it leaves a huge hole behind...

a hole nobody could ever cover it up,
a hole which its branches and roots slowly but surely crumbles down....

once i know a guy who is not into marriage,
often i ask him why..

he replied, " for me, my brother and sister comes first."

some said he's crazy or stupid to do such a thing as he has his own life to live with.
on the other hand, if he's the eldest, he has the right to at least make sure that his siblings are doing fine in their daily life.

Ever since the trunk of the tree left, the eldest branch slowly takes its place and ensure that things are in order.

Simple as it hopes, the roots starts to crumble and create a mess,
so much so that the branch began to lose hope....

as days goes by,
never a day the branch failed to pray and seek for directions...

one who loses his father and mother emotionally and physically at a young age is indeed a huge blow to his feelings and well-being...

as i looked at families who went dinner together, play bowling together, enjoy time together, it never fails to make me ponder and wonder how it feels like to be one of them....

i wonder how it feels like to have a warm hug from my father,
i wonder how it feels like to have your forehead kissed by your own mother,
i can only wonder.....


as i tried azan for the first time at gufhran last last sat for asar, i wonder how it would feel like if my father would have heard it? it was however a motivation for me to try out azan-ing in a mosque. the feeling was Masya-Allah......tears never stop to flow as i keep pondering.....


indeed, life must go on...but....painful memories are so sharp that you can't even lead a normal, decent life.......


very soon, my one and only pride, my house, will soon fall to the hands of hdb. This means that I will be the first homeless teacher in Singapore..haha...gosh this is so interesting....

i wonder how adults actually solve problems..do they just run away? do they just ignore that nothing happens? do they even have a bit of humility? what do adults feel when their child are made to pay all their expenditure..........taxes, bills, credit cards, loans, monthly expenses...


i wonder how specific adults are able to live this way......

my fellow saudara/saudari in islam, please teach islam the right way and practise it everyday....never ever get into conflict with your spouse...

young couples are warm-blooded...they are often stubborn, sometimes over-board, sometimes they fight for the sake of fighting....sometimes after years of marriage, too much time at home without socialising, feeling injustice towards each other,
feels that one party is doing more than the other party, sometimes one spouse feels that he/she deserves more....

bersabarlah wahai saudara/saudari ku, at the end of the day, keep your family photo intact, don't ever tarnish it with hatred or evil feelings....


when you are having a child, or already have one, educate him/her well....show that islam the right way of life....


to those who are converts, if you feel like you are left alone in the dark, fret not, as I know how you feel. Islam is beautiful as it is....if our Nabi s.a.w. can withstand the hatred of one kaum and yet he didnt retaliate, we should also follow his steps....


allahu akbar.........