Bismillah..
Briefly went to Tamu Kianggeh earlier today, and somehow the buzz have yet to cease. Which words are my own, I wonder?
"... felt like posting kuih cincin to them, maybe next week."
"... need to be as an equal, not as a babysitter."
"... how do you choose? which one is right?
This career path I didn't know which one to take. Maybe I should try Istikharah."
"... one... two... three... this should be enough."
"... so alike with Rasulullah SAW, his life. So confident was he of the right and wrong, and usually he would step forward in everything, but the few times he falters, it was his wife who stood strong, convincing him of the right."
"... the 'thought' of walking a few miles and already a white flag? sometimes, I wonder if they're even men. Manja!"
"... they haven't lived our lives. They haven't experience the heat, the broken-down, the pain we went through. Comfort-zone, yes. Sometimes downright unbelievable, yes. But understanding is the essence of acceptance and endurance..and sometimes, its the privilege of pulling the rug from underneath their feet so they'd feel the cold, hard floor. Taste reality and wake up!"
"... undefined by gender, or physical limitations, it's the soul. (Equal in the eyes of Allah swt)"
"... the mind creates he/ she should've... the heart convinces, I can and persevere."
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