Post 3303
Bismillah
Allah knows what is in the heart of His slave. The pains that we go through seems unbearable and we might feel that nobody understands us. It feels that the solution that we want, as we were primed to believe, is not available.
I believe that each and every one of us have our own concept of the solution. The solution if our problems. The very root of our problems shall be solved then and there with this solution. Our perceptions might vary but for me, I submit to the will of my Creator that the solution lies in the Quran. There lies the ilm.
“Of course it is! Who dont know that? But now times have changes my brother. Problems, like viruses, mutates. Now the solution of the past cannot fit into the problems of the new, right?”
No brother. The approach and style may differ through time. But what shall not differ is the intisari, the content, the substance within the message stays the same. Same essence of problem, different time, place and ideologies.
Saturday was an accidental bonding time with my family. Mostly my uncles and aunts. I was the youngest there. However as they shared their experiences I felt that the older generations should look up into the net in finding the solution of the old. Problem that they faced back then the people of today made it worse. And the ones that suffers are the youths. Not given the power to change. Thus, the power struggle.
If only youths are empowered with knowledge and strength in will and being taught the essence if morality, we would have a tradition of reminding each other. Power to change comes from within and without. Power to change comes with responsibilities and opportunities.
So educators, its your mission to empower them. Streghten their belief. Give them hope. Give them chance with guide.
The registration for uni have already started. Top scorers are vieing for places for both local and overseas unis. Ive thought about studying abroad, Malaysia in particular. Its a good place to start with for budding social activist. But as for now, I think ill work for the mean time.
I met many who took the road less travelled. I hope with age comes wisdom, with failure lies opportunities and with perserverance comes success. And I pray that the success comes with humility and barakah. And insyaAllah the amal, is paced by istiqamah.
This post is a reminder and marks another chapter of the life of a Seeker. Family, dreams, faith and values. This may be the last time I shall say this to myself.
We plan,Allah decides.
Wallahu a’lam bissawab…
