if i could i would...
my life has change. maybe a little bit. but it does. and i'm not happy with this (at least until today). why it is hard just to get what we want.. even if a really simple thing (is it that simple?).i have no idea what effort should i contribute... since last 3 years i tried to catch something but yet it does not touch me at all!
hitherto (now) i retreat and refuse to swim upstream. follow the flow is a bit easier. dets why most of the earthings just follow the flow! but i hate relinquishing. giving up is like throwing all the opportunities away.
i still remember the marbles story. it's about marble tiles and marble sculpture, the tile talked to the sculpture of a lady malaciuosly "how unfair, we're just the same but everybody comes here to see you and step on me!". the marble lady said "yes, we're originated from the same cave, but do you still remember on the day the sculptor tried to work on you and you resisted his tools?". the tile answered "yeah, it's hurt!". marble lady smiled and said "and then he gave up. he came to me and tried to work on me, and i didn't resist his tools. it was really painful and i was bored with the disastrous ache. but i didn't stop cos i knew there must be something new after his effort. finally here i am". the marble tile stayed soundless. the marble lady continued "my fwen, there's a price for everything in this life. since you give up half way, you can't blame everybody who steps on you now.."
life is somehow a choice. to swing, or not to swing. follow the flow or to the contrary.
if i want to give up, so many things i must drop by the way side. and life is somewhat a fatal fighting. it's about winning or losing everything. and i'm not living for today or tomorrow, but forever. life ain't end as my breath is taken away, death is just a part of life. if i could give up today, tomorrow would be another thing to be given up. should i? and being a loser for the rest of my life?
like it or not, life is passing the time by. fight, or be the victim. history told that those sahabat were the very proactive fighters and they didn't be the victims during the time. even though during that such juncture they were always have impulsive to endeavour. how if they surrendered and stopped. would we lick this taste of iman and Islam? their determination upon those torments finally fruitful, not only for them but the whole nation of Islam.
but now i'm a little bit changed. i'm not sure whether this is good or the other way around, but i hope i'm not that bad. i'll swim to the upstream, even if i'm so scare.
would i..?
hitherto (now) i retreat and refuse to swim upstream. follow the flow is a bit easier. dets why most of the earthings just follow the flow! but i hate relinquishing. giving up is like throwing all the opportunities away.
i still remember the marbles story. it's about marble tiles and marble sculpture, the tile talked to the sculpture of a lady malaciuosly "how unfair, we're just the same but everybody comes here to see you and step on me!". the marble lady said "yes, we're originated from the same cave, but do you still remember on the day the sculptor tried to work on you and you resisted his tools?". the tile answered "yeah, it's hurt!". marble lady smiled and said "and then he gave up. he came to me and tried to work on me, and i didn't resist his tools. it was really painful and i was bored with the disastrous ache. but i didn't stop cos i knew there must be something new after his effort. finally here i am". the marble tile stayed soundless. the marble lady continued "my fwen, there's a price for everything in this life. since you give up half way, you can't blame everybody who steps on you now.."
life is somehow a choice. to swing, or not to swing. follow the flow or to the contrary.
if i want to give up, so many things i must drop by the way side. and life is somewhat a fatal fighting. it's about winning or losing everything. and i'm not living for today or tomorrow, but forever. life ain't end as my breath is taken away, death is just a part of life. if i could give up today, tomorrow would be another thing to be given up. should i? and being a loser for the rest of my life?
like it or not, life is passing the time by. fight, or be the victim. history told that those sahabat were the very proactive fighters and they didn't be the victims during the time. even though during that such juncture they were always have impulsive to endeavour. how if they surrendered and stopped. would we lick this taste of iman and Islam? their determination upon those torments finally fruitful, not only for them but the whole nation of Islam.
but now i'm a little bit changed. i'm not sure whether this is good or the other way around, but i hope i'm not that bad. i'll swim to the upstream, even if i'm so scare.
would i..?
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