There was a time when life was so simple. There was a time when I can only think of myself and never grieve over the sad plight of the world. There was a time when my mind was free from the torment of humanity's collapsing civilization. There was a time...
In the instance where the heart and mind meets the soul, I am scourged.
Happiness takes no meaning when everything that was once the centre of your life becomes pale in comparison to the Centre of being. The Beginning of the beginning. The End of the end. Yet despite the realization of truth, despite the snap of reality that was given by the power that be, running away from perfection seems a much more compelling choice than being stuck between what one desires and the burden of duty that one carries. Desire over duty?
Have you ever felt like drowning in a sea of storms and raging oceans? You gasp for a gulp of air to fill your suffocating lungs. For just a second too short you get a whiff, and then chunks of waves pushes you down, gravity adding to the strength of the haul rendering you breathless all over again. It goes on and on and on, until a time comes when you feel that everything, anything you do will only drown you deeper and deeper into the deep dark waters below. Will you give up? Can you give up? And IF you give up, what happens then?
But then again, life is never a metaphor.
May Allah provide us with strength to fight the plunges of waves of this life so that one day, we may be able to take a whiff of paradise. Amin.
In the instance where the heart and mind meets the soul, I am scourged.
Happiness takes no meaning when everything that was once the centre of your life becomes pale in comparison to the Centre of being. The Beginning of the beginning. The End of the end. Yet despite the realization of truth, despite the snap of reality that was given by the power that be, running away from perfection seems a much more compelling choice than being stuck between what one desires and the burden of duty that one carries. Desire over duty?
Have you ever felt like drowning in a sea of storms and raging oceans? You gasp for a gulp of air to fill your suffocating lungs. For just a second too short you get a whiff, and then chunks of waves pushes you down, gravity adding to the strength of the haul rendering you breathless all over again. It goes on and on and on, until a time comes when you feel that everything, anything you do will only drown you deeper and deeper into the deep dark waters below. Will you give up? Can you give up? And IF you give up, what happens then?
But then again, life is never a metaphor.
May Allah provide us with strength to fight the plunges of waves of this life so that one day, we may be able to take a whiff of paradise. Amin.
4 comments:
is this what u mean 'senget'?? hehe. xpe, iA, rahmatNya luas. Selagi ade mase, kt sesame improve ourselves, eventhou iman naik turun, tp makesure the 'graph' is gradually increasing [xminat graph :P]...
realization is a big burden, but Allah never put a burden to His servant that he couldn't carry
chaiyok! (i'm not a drama fan)
It is always a pain reading something that comes out from a soul that is saturated with philosophical thoughts, :p....me? I prefer being plain, hehe
*ANyway, hope you're fine. Guess our plan to meet again has yet to materialize!
Jamie: Hehehe. Maybe ini lah kut maksud aku senget tu. Tapi dun worry aku dah tegak balik dah. Sekejap je tu. ;P
Dr Roza: To tell you the truth, I prefer being plain also, it''s too complicated being complicated. It's just that, well, there's too many "unwanted" eyes on this blog, yang boleh ungkit balik what I wrote in here to real life. Thehehehe. You should understand, you have children of your own kan? Hehhe. =P
Salam,
MasyaAllah..
ur description about "sengetness" did make me feel senget too..
huhu
feels really like drowning in a sea of storms..
heh
Alhamdulillah..
dah tegak balik..
chaiyok! :)
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