Thursday, October 12, 2006

After sahur today, I almost cried.
Why?
Listening to a little boy reading the Yaasin.
He didn't just read for the sake of reading.
He read it with such profound feeling.
I made me realize that being 14 and have not memorized the Quran,
Is a great loss.
Why did I not start earlier?
Why was I so stubborn?
Is this how I want to live my life?
A life without being guided by the holy Quran?
In the Al-Quran lies answers to all the question in the world.
Yet I take it for granted.
I shan't anymore.
I've loss so much time.
I might as well being now.

I love my parents, they are my best friends.
They build me, they too guide me.
They constantly reprimand me, but that is how they say, "We love you, Fariha,".
Their love for me can never be exceeded by any other man.
Only Allah knows who much they mean to me.
Only Allah know how much I mean to them.
I regret being a obstreperous child in the past.
I regret disrespecting them as if they were just another being in this world.
They're not, they are my beloved Mama & Abah.
Always have, always will be.
No one will take their place.
I will love no one like I love them.
My parents are great people.
I shall no longer ruin their names with my actions.
Just like how they always protect me, I shall protect them too.
I love you Mama.
I love you Abah.

And Happy Birthday Janiah.

--- *Reiha@7:11 AM ---

Vignette

Nur Fariha; The Light Of Happiness

Farie Rose. Jargon to many, still loved by many. And has only one principle in life. SMILE (:

Beautiful is the light of happiness,
Tainted by sadness,
The light shall not be,
In it's purest form it shall shine
Bringing hope to people it certainly shall.

Tale of The Heart

To meet,
To love,
To know,
To part – that is the saddest tale of the human heart.

When two hearts meet,
One would blush,
One would grin,
One would steal glances,
In hope to find love.

When the two hearts love,
Nothing in the world seemed wrong,
Nothing others said matter,
Nothing could part them,
Only loves' warmth kept it going.

When the hearts begin to know,
Doubts began to rise,
Tension began to rise,
Confusion began to rise,
Yet clinging on to the past comforted it.

And when the hearts part,
Dreams are shattered,
Tears are shed,
Despair took its toll,
Leading one back to where she began.

To meet before love.
To love before know.
To know and hope to not part again.

-Nur Fariha

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Memoir

September 2006
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Kudos

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