Well, hello.
I'm not keen on typing such a long message, but due to the fact on my incapability on reminding myself important stuff right in my head, I have to write ( or type ). If you are by any chance reading this blog, well good on you. I'll do some quite a lengthy explanation on three major things that I believe have affected my life on these past few days or months.
Just three things. That's it.
For the next few weeks, during my internship I would spend some time typing on what have been circulated and articulated in my mind for the past 2015.
1. Auckland Malaysian Group of Thinkers.
2. How I see you, Malaysian,
3. My thoughts of Islam and how I train myself to train to think, Islamically. ( My opinion how madrasah tarbiyah should be done towards me? Lol. )
I hope this would be interesting when I read this again some time in future. I would want to see change in the life I live in.
You see, we all need to be dreamers.
Friday, 11 December 2015
Sunday, 20 September 2015
Saturday, 25 July 2015
Discovering Me.
Never thought that I'll write here again. Some words need to be told as a reminder to myself. Just a self-checked , perhaps.
I've been doing a lot of things... and I have never put attempt to focus at least one.
Good in everything, Master of nothing.
That is what I am feeling right now.
The epiphany of being left behind, undeveloped and stagnant have occurred to me for the past six months. Painful? Yes.
Melancholy, I finally took some time to sit and ponder. I am clear of my purpose of life but my attitude was the same. Satisfying? Nope. Horrifying? Yes.
This constant fear overpower me of what I could be: a human being. I could endeavour life further, but I chose to remain still. I realised that I'm not changing but I chose to remain afraid of change.
Could this be a sense of success? Success shall not be conquered by fear, instead it should be influenced by opportunities.
I have chose to live everyone's dream but I have never chose to live what I dreamt of.
A dream to educate. A consistent dream. A satisfying dream.
The resurrection after constant failure.
I've been doing a lot of things... and I have never put attempt to focus at least one.
Good in everything, Master of nothing.
That is what I am feeling right now.
The epiphany of being left behind, undeveloped and stagnant have occurred to me for the past six months. Painful? Yes.
Melancholy, I finally took some time to sit and ponder. I am clear of my purpose of life but my attitude was the same. Satisfying? Nope. Horrifying? Yes.
This constant fear overpower me of what I could be: a human being. I could endeavour life further, but I chose to remain still. I realised that I'm not changing but I chose to remain afraid of change.
Could this be a sense of success? Success shall not be conquered by fear, instead it should be influenced by opportunities.
I have chose to live everyone's dream but I have never chose to live what I dreamt of.
A dream to educate. A consistent dream. A satisfying dream.
The resurrection after constant failure.
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