Dan mintalah pertolongan (kepada Allah) dgn jalan sabar dan mengerjakan
sembahyang; dan sesungguhnya sembahyang itu amatlah berat kecuali kepada orang-orang yang khusyuk.

Al-Baqarah 2:45




Yesterday, was a blast. Tiring. But I'm glad that I managed to spend a bit of my day with people(s) I love.

And today, I don't feel like talking to anyone in office. Or, I just don't wanna listen anymore. 

I dunno. Sometime, I take it as, others are just sharing their thoughts. In return, when I listen, I can learn. Now, I just hate it when some people can't stop complaining. And yes, I am complaining here. It's like, you don't know how lucky you are, how people wanted to be in yours shoes, instead, you're not grateful with what you have. If you're not grateful with what you have now, how on earth you will react when Allah gives you more?

I hate it when with some people, I spill out what I'm not suppose to. Eg : Yesterday evening.

 "The happiest people don't have the best of everything, they just make the best of everything they have."  

You know what’s beautiful?

Your eyes blinking, your pupils dilating when you’re euphoric, the curve of your smile, the shade of your teeth, the arch of your back, the fingers typing, the breathing thing you do, the thoughts. Your thoughts. How you think is beautiful; how a thought comes to mind is…a miracle, how you operate, how you are; just you. In every sense of the word; all your blood cells, neurons, organs, your limbs, your soul. You are breathtaking, mashaa’Allaah.


You can’t control the things that happen to you but you can control the way you react to them. It’s all perception.
You Again (Movie)