Blessings in disguise
Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.
Kak Saadah went back to Malaysia for good last 19th January. Kak Aini might have just arrived at KLIA by the time we woke up this morning.
The sadness you will feel initially may be quite unbearable, to be honest. You will start condemning your loneliness and a feeling inside you will grow bigger; a dire wish to end your studies here in the UK as soon as possible so that you can go back home for good too, like the rest of the people you know.
It is always lovely to see breath-taking sceneries on Facebook timeline and Instagram feeds of pictures that people living abroad may post to update their whereabouts. Yep, truly mesmerising, the photos and so-called cool lifestyle they have here.
(I am talking about the UK people because I don't know what types of life do others have in other countries)
I am amazed sometimes and I often wonder to myself -
"Why do they look so happy? Why don't I feel the same?"
These questions arose based on pictures that people upload as their online frequent updates. Fair judgement? I don't think so.
Talking from my own experience, I agree with the Malay sayings "hujan emas di negeri orang, hujan batu di negeri sendiri , lebih baik di negeri sendiri". Despite the fun sides that I myself may portray on my social media accounts, nobody but only Allah knows how challenging life has been ever since I got here.
Challenging in the sense that you have to build a really strong connection with Allah so that you can hold on to Him firmly whenever you feel that life is indeed bringing you down.
Living thousands of miles away from home, a place where Islam has its own special place, where majlis ilmu has now become a norm there, it is just difficult. You have got to have the initiatives yourself, to seek for majlis ilmu that you always have when you're at home.
Because once you make the decision to live here, to commit yourself to a 3-year-journey seeking for a different kind of knowledge and experience, you have to endure the pain of losing all types of comfort that you have always enjoyed.
I mean, that's the price that you have to pay, innit?
Kesenangan itu datangnya tidak bergolek.
A tough heart is not earned in just a day. It needs proper polish, proper grooming so that it will last long. So that it is able to be tough for future tribulations too, not only for one single use.
But when you're in the mood of lamenting about your sad lonely life here (LOL, exaggerated sungguh), never overlook the beauties that are always present please?
So that you will not forget how Allah has been immensely kind towards you :)
Kak Saadah went back to Malaysia for good last 19th January. Kak Aini might have just arrived at KLIA by the time we woke up this morning.
The sadness you will feel initially may be quite unbearable, to be honest. You will start condemning your loneliness and a feeling inside you will grow bigger; a dire wish to end your studies here in the UK as soon as possible so that you can go back home for good too, like the rest of the people you know.
It is always lovely to see breath-taking sceneries on Facebook timeline and Instagram feeds of pictures that people living abroad may post to update their whereabouts. Yep, truly mesmerising, the photos and so-called cool lifestyle they have here.
(I am talking about the UK people because I don't know what types of life do others have in other countries)
I am amazed sometimes and I often wonder to myself -
"Why do they look so happy? Why don't I feel the same?"
These questions arose based on pictures that people upload as their online frequent updates. Fair judgement? I don't think so.
Talking from my own experience, I agree with the Malay sayings "hujan emas di negeri orang, hujan batu di negeri sendiri , lebih baik di negeri sendiri". Despite the fun sides that I myself may portray on my social media accounts, nobody but only Allah knows how challenging life has been ever since I got here.
Challenging in the sense that you have to build a really strong connection with Allah so that you can hold on to Him firmly whenever you feel that life is indeed bringing you down.
Living thousands of miles away from home, a place where Islam has its own special place, where majlis ilmu has now become a norm there, it is just difficult. You have got to have the initiatives yourself, to seek for majlis ilmu that you always have when you're at home.
Because once you make the decision to live here, to commit yourself to a 3-year-journey seeking for a different kind of knowledge and experience, you have to endure the pain of losing all types of comfort that you have always enjoyed.
I mean, that's the price that you have to pay, innit?
Adakah kamu menganggap bahawa kamu akan masuk syurga, padahal belum nyata bagi Allah, orang-orang yang berjihad di antara kamu, dan belum nyata orang-orang yang sabar. [3:142]It is the sacrifice that you have to make in order to let God teach you about the real struggles, the real patience that you should develop as a human being. When you ask for a heart that is able to bear great tests, Allah certainly has a way to prepare you for the heart that you deserve, don't you think so?
Kesenangan itu datangnya tidak bergolek.
A tough heart is not earned in just a day. It needs proper polish, proper grooming so that it will last long. So that it is able to be tough for future tribulations too, not only for one single use.
But when you're in the mood of lamenting about your sad lonely life here (LOL, exaggerated sungguh), never overlook the beauties that are always present please?
Dan Allah mengeluarkan kamu daripada perut ibumu dalam keadaan tidak mengetahui sesuatupun, dan Dia memberikanmu pendengaran, penglihatan dan hati agar kamu bersyukur. [78:16]
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| overlooking Dunedin when you were lost at a random hill, 2016 |
So that you will not forget how Allah has been immensely kind towards you :)
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