Looking ahead

I take the vision which comes from dreams
and apply the magic of science and mathematics,
adding the heritage of my profession
and my knowledge of nature's materials
to create a design.

I organise the efforts and skills of my fellow workers
employing the capital of the thrifty
and the products of many industries,
and together we work toward our goal
undaunted by hazards and obstacles.

And when we have completed our task
all can see
that the dreams and plans have materialised
for the comfort and welfare of all.

I am an Engineer
I serve mankind
by making dreams come true.
- Anon
(supposedly found pinned to a site hut during the construction of the Konkan railway)


one day InsyaAllah :)

 Knowledge is not what is memorised.
Knowledge is what benefits.
-Imam Shafie

Mari membaca !

“The best of you in Jahiliyyah are the best of you in Islam, as long as they have understanding.”

[Prophet Muhammad (SAWS)]1

Khalid and the tall boy glared at each other. Slowly they began to move in a circle, the gaze of each fixed intently upon the other, each looking for an opening for his attack and each wary of the tricks that the other might use. There was no hostility in their eyes-just a keen rivalry and an unshakeable determination to win. And Khalid found it necessary to be cautious, for the tall boy was left-handed and thus enjoyed the advantage that all left-handers have over their opponents in a fight.

Wrestling was a popular pastime among the boys of Arabia, and they frequently fought each other. There was no malice in these fights. It was a sport, and boys were trained in wrestling as one of the requirements of Arab manhood. But these two boys were the strongest of all and the leaders of boys of their age. This match was, so to speak, a fight for the heavy-weight title. The boys were well matched. Of about the same age, they were in their early teens. Both were tall and lean, and newly formed muscles rippled on their shoulders and arms as their sweating bodies glistened in the sun. The tall boy was perhaps an inch taller than Khalid. And their faces were so alike that one was often mistaken for the other.

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Muhammad Alshareef

In The Middle of The Night

You can listen to it here.

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For My Teenager

For My Teenager
words I want you to remember
Part I


I can barely begin to tell you of all my wishes for you There are so many of them and I want them all to come true...

I want you to use your heart as a compass as you go and find your way in the world,
but I want you to always have an appreciation for the direction of home.
I want you to be self-reliant, self-motivated, and self-sufficient,
but to know that you will never be alone.

I want you to be safe and smart and cautious
I want you to be wise beyond your years
I don't want you to grow up too fast
I want you to come to me with your fears
I want the people who share your days to realize that they are in the presence of a very special someone..

You are a wonderful, rare person with no comparison
I want you to know that oppurtunities will come, and you'll have many goals to achieve
The more that obstacles get in the way of your dreams, the more you'll need to believe.


~ Douglas Pagels~

it's actually a poem from a card that umi gave before I flew. She knew that I was going to end my teenage years away from her. That, maybe one of the reason's why, but Umi loves poem, I have to say. :)

I'll continue with part II a little later because I have a test tomorrow. :)

Malaysia Truly Asia huh ?

What would you get if you google search Malaysia? You'd get some pictures and photos KLCC, the geographical image of Malaysia on planet Earth, Putrajaya etc.

But if 'Malaysia Truly Asia' ? You'll get these kinda pictures. Well, I just realized that none of the advertisements have Malaysian women wearing the hijab @ tudung. Well, maybe if I look through all the images on google maybe I could find some. But, it was a quick search and I had to stop after looking through till page 18 of google images. Well, it's just something to ponder upon. I mean, we're talking about Malaysia here. It's an advertisement for tourist to come visit Malaysia, but what about the reality of the Malaysians there? Majority of Malaysians(malays that is) are Muslims, but why are we ashamed to show to the world how we dress ?

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What will it be if we put this photo on one of the advertisements ?




Something out of the ordinary for an advertisement photo eyh?


I'm still a kid and I may not think in the economists way, but it's just that..

I've been pondering..

thinking..

and trying to reason..

why ?

guess I should take an econs class in one of my semesters here. Just to try and think in 'their ' way.


I'm sorry if I'm hurting anyone's feeling, but its just that I have to have my say.

Children For Freedom

" We are small children, but we have big dreams. Our bodies are weak but our will is strong. We will live; we will build, and we will achieve the dream . . . ",

Back then when were still kids, say 8 or 9 years old, we would still be kids, act and think like kids. Playing soccer and the PSone would be a routine.

But these kids, launched the "Children For Freedom" Association. Practising their right and to 'Draw the Egypt of Their Dreams'.

Tell Me Why?

In my dreams children sing
A song of love for every boy and girl
The sky is blue the fields are green
And laughter is the language of the world
Then I wake and all I see is a world full of people in need
Tell me why, does it have to be like this
Tell me why, is there something I have missed
Tell me why, I don't understand
When somebody needs somebody
We don't give a helping hand
Tell me why
Every day I ask myself what I have to do to be a man
Do I have to stand and fight
To prove to everybody who I am
Is that what my life is for
To waste in a world full of war
Tell me why, does it have to be like this
Tell me why, is there something I have missed
Tell me why, I don't understand
When somebody needs somebody
We don't give a helping hand
Tell me why
Tell me why
Tell me why
Just tell me why
Why why, do the tigers run
Why why, do we shoot the gun
Why why, do we never learn
Can someone tell us why we cannot just be friends
Why Why

Links : here

I still need to read more, before I can say more.

the kid just remind me of my little brother, when he was still small that is.

How Busy Am I ?

I'M TOO BUSY

Everyday as I wake up at dawn
My mind start working the moment I yawn
There were many things to do, o dear!
That's why I hastily did my Subuh prayer
I didn't have the time to sit longer to praise the Lord
To me rushing out after prayer is nothing odd...

Since school, I had been busy every minute
Completing my tutorials and handing it in
My ECAs took up most of my time always
No time did I have to Allah to pray
Too many things to do and zikir is rare
For Allah, I really had no time to spare..

When I grew up and started my career
Working all day to secure my future
When I reached home, I preferred to have fun
I chatted on the phone but I didn't read the Quran
I spent too much time surfing the Internet
Sad to say, my faith was falling flat...

The only time I have left is weekends
During which I prefer window shopping with friends
I couldn't spare time to go to the mosque
I'm too busy, that's the BIG EXCUSE...

I did my five prayers but did so quickly
After prayer, I didn't sit longer to reflect quietly
I didn't have time to help the needy ones
I was loaded with work as my precious time runs

No time at all to visit a sick Muslim friend
To orphans and elderly, I hardly lent a hand
I'm too busy to do community service
When there were gatherings, I helped the least

My life was already full of stress
So I didn't counsel a Muslim in distress
I didn't spend much time with my family
Because I thought, doing so is a waste of time...

No time to share with non-Muslim about Islam
Even though I know, inviting causes no harm
No time to do Sunnah prayers at all
All these contribute to my IMAAN's FALL..

I'm busy here and busy there
I've no time at all, that's all I care
I went for religious lessons, just once in awhile
Because I'm too busy making a pile...

I worked all day and I slept all night
Too tired for Tahajjud and it seemed not right
To me, earning a living was already tough
so I only did basic deeds but that's not enough..

No time at all, to admire God's creation
No time to praise Allah and seek His Compassion
Although I know how short is my life
For Islam, I really didn't strive..

Finally the day comes, when the Lord calls for me
And I stood before Him with my Life's History
I feel so guilty because I should have prayed more
Isn't that what a Muslim lives for?

To thank Allah and do more good deeds
And the Quran is for us all to read..

Now at Judgment Day, I'm starting to fret
I've wasted my life but it's too late to regret
My entry to Paradise depend on my good behavior
But I've not done enough nor did proper prayer

My "good deed book" is given from my right
An angel opened my "book" and read out my plight.

Then the angle chided me....

"O You Muslim servant, you are the one,
Who is given enough time, yet not much is done
Do you know that your faith is loose?
saying "no time" is only an excuse.
Your "good deed book" should be filled up more
with all the good work you stood up for..

Hence, I only recorded those little good deeds
As I say this, I know your eyes will mist..
I was about to write some more, you see
But I did not have, THE TIME to list..."

copy pasted from here.