its been a real while since my last post, but I'll try and make myself think and write a lot more. probably in this case, think and type more.
well, no need saying but we're halfway through the holy month right now and in line with that, vicmuslim took the chance to hold an iftar in-conjunction with their agm. what i blog about may not make the least sense, but maybe its just something to ponder upon.
the numbers that came that night was slightly above average but lacked the attendance of the blokes. when time came for fast to break, dates were passes from one to another. it was then that i realised a caucasian guy amongst our presence. not that i have anything agaisnt white people, the only thought that occurred to me was that he was a mualaf or a new convert to Islam. maybe i shouldn't question faiths but knowing of a new arrival is something that we should really be proud of. a new brother amongst us. we're growing after all. spotted was also vuwsa's international officer.
the event preceeded well throughout the evening. the only matter that started to make me think was during the terawih solat. it was the caucasian guy. while others were in the midst of solat, he sat behind us, just watching. so, okay, he wasn't a mualaf then, but he might be there to cover this activity. probably for vuwsa purposes.
what had me really thinking is that, while some of us escape or choose not to do even the simplest solat terawih, Allah blessed him with the patience to wait and watch us. i don't know how other people would react, but he could have simply done something else in the mean time. he could've ran off, talked to someone or even read the all-over-the-place salient if he wanted to. BUT he chose to have his eyes on the solat. what if he had a small glint in his heart to embrace Islam? i think his action, even though he wasn't muslim shows that at times even non-Muslims portray a better character that how we are.
ps: towards the end of the agm, the caucasian guy actually won the final prize of the night's lucky draw much to the envy of the other attendees. but again he warmed our hearts, knowing what it was (a rice cooker), he quickly passed the still wrapped box back to the former president as a contribution to the club's mussola.
i guess we are given signs from day to day to learn from. i guess this is just one of them
thank you mr. caucasian guy.
well, no need saying but we're halfway through the holy month right now and in line with that, vicmuslim took the chance to hold an iftar in-conjunction with their agm. what i blog about may not make the least sense, but maybe its just something to ponder upon.
the numbers that came that night was slightly above average but lacked the attendance of the blokes. when time came for fast to break, dates were passes from one to another. it was then that i realised a caucasian guy amongst our presence. not that i have anything agaisnt white people, the only thought that occurred to me was that he was a mualaf or a new convert to Islam. maybe i shouldn't question faiths but knowing of a new arrival is something that we should really be proud of. a new brother amongst us. we're growing after all. spotted was also vuwsa's international officer.
the event preceeded well throughout the evening. the only matter that started to make me think was during the terawih solat. it was the caucasian guy. while others were in the midst of solat, he sat behind us, just watching. so, okay, he wasn't a mualaf then, but he might be there to cover this activity. probably for vuwsa purposes.
what had me really thinking is that, while some of us escape or choose not to do even the simplest solat terawih, Allah blessed him with the patience to wait and watch us. i don't know how other people would react, but he could have simply done something else in the mean time. he could've ran off, talked to someone or even read the all-over-the-place salient if he wanted to. BUT he chose to have his eyes on the solat. what if he had a small glint in his heart to embrace Islam? i think his action, even though he wasn't muslim shows that at times even non-Muslims portray a better character that how we are.
ps: towards the end of the agm, the caucasian guy actually won the final prize of the night's lucky draw much to the envy of the other attendees. but again he warmed our hearts, knowing what it was (a rice cooker), he quickly passed the still wrapped box back to the former president as a contribution to the club's mussola.
i guess we are given signs from day to day to learn from. i guess this is just one of them
thank you mr. caucasian guy.
