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could you trust that much to give your heart away? why should i listen to mushy words that has been used on another? why should you use the same words on me? how could you use the same words?

why be comfortable when it’s all pretend? why would you be happy when it’s all a hurtful game that no one could win?

why should i believe to what you say? how could you be sure that i’ll buy what you say?

why should you waste your time on me?

i’m sick…because you’re sick… (sick has multifarious meaning, you see)

In the name of Allah, Most Gracious, Most Merciful.

With the help of Allah. He helps whom He will, and He is exalted in might, most merciful.

(It is) the promise of Allah. Never does Allah depart from His promise: but most men understand not.

They know but the outer (things) in the life of this world: but of the End of things they are heedless.

Do they not reflect in their own minds? Not but for just ends and for a term appointed, did Allah create the heavens and the earth, and all between them: yet are there truly many among men who deny the meeting with their Lord (at the Resurrection)!

Do they not travel through the earth, and see what was the end of those before them? They were superior to them in strength: they tilled the soil and populated it in greater numbers than these have done: there came to them their apostles with Clear (Signs). (Which they rejected, to their own destruction): It was not Allah Who wronged them, but they wronged their own souls.

In the long run evil in the extreme will be the End of those who do evil; for that they rejected the Signs of Allah, and held them up to ridicule.

It is Allah Who begins (the process of) creation; then repeats it; then shall ye be brought back to Him.

On the Day that the Hour will be established, the guilty will be struck dumb with despair.

Sura Ar Rum, Verse 5-12: The Romans.

have you ever went through this urge or rush of ideas (or just doing some insignificant contemplating) so sudden that you just can’t stop thinking about it? i’m talking about the one that happens every so often when you are already in bed at 2.45a.m, all snug and cosy with eyes so heavy, and suddenly, swoosh!!!! your brain seems to be washed, rinsed and spun…eventually, it need to be dried out under the hot sun, unless you own a dryer. (need to get my linguistic-brain-cells checked, always end up getting rhymes in my writing)

so, this is what i had last night. ain’t it just bothersome? well no, it’s not a bother. i’m not annoyed. i was…giddy. excited. because it makes me think. it’s not like didn’t do any thinking while i was breathing these past 21+ years, been there and done that awww-you-made-me-think routines. just that, well, it makes you energized somehow. it makes you wanna do things. plan out activities. try out new things. do some silly questioning. or some serious ones too.

these are some of the ‘things’ that came up:

1.            going to make a great first impression on my mentee (who didn’t turn up on the first meeting) this saturday.

2.            what happens to a female that is menstruating when she is dead?

3.            gonna email my bro and pour my brain out (hopefully no emo stuff will cloud the discussion) about this matter that has been crowding my head for quite a while.

4.            i’m going to be 22 this october. what have i achieved?

5.            why do people write in blogs if not for others to read and to a certain degree, admire their writing skill?

6.            why am i talking to my dolphin plushie?

7.            sleeping is bliss.

8.            how to get back into the sleepy mode.

9.            why does everybody want to get married?

10.         i’m gonna be 22 this october. what have i achieved?