Paranormal activity?

Mom came in to turn off the light last night because I was dead asleep since 8pm after swallowing the flu pills. I sort of woke up by her 'presence' and was still in the amidst of sleep. I got out of bed grabbing my watch at the desk and it was showing 10.30pm. I thought I should get out of bed since I slept for two hours. I turned on the light, and went to look at the watch again. Suddenly it was 3.30am. Blood rush through my veins and I thought, did mom really entered my room to turn off the lights that morning?

I stood still, then went outside my room and saw that their room was dark. I thought again, mom couldn't have switch off the lights at 3.30am. No, that could not have been her. She goes to sleep before 12! Right that instant, I went back to bed. Switch off the lights in case 'mom' comes in to turn it off. I tried dozing off but couldn't because of that little incident there. As usual I recited some Surah and closed my eyes but I kept opening my eyelids looking at the corner of the room wondering if 'mom' was there. All I know, I woke up to a sunny morning.

I asked mom later today, if she came in my room that night. She answered yes, it was her. It was hard to believe. Really it was. I still don't believe her. Maybe she was covering the 'mom' up so I would not freak out. Still. Thankfully, even if it wasn't her, I'm glad it turned out to be 'her' not some other form. You know how that is like.

I'm not the only one

Me: Aku balik ni nak pergi jumpa Doktor Haiwan.

Nik: Oh, apesal?

Me: Anak kucing aku sakit.

Nik: Oh...hah? Kencing sakit?

Me: Kucing aku sakit, apehal lak kencing sakit?

Nik: Laaaa, aku ingat ko yang kencing sakit? Kucing ko yang sakit.

Me: Ha'lah. Apehal pulak aku kencing sakit?

Nik: Tadi aku dengar ko yang kencing sakit sebab aku dengar ko kata ko nak pergi jumpa doktor Taiwan, aku terpikir, peh, pergi jumpa pakar tuh.

Me: Hahahahahahahahaha!Pekak ke apa ko neh? Hahahahahahaah!

Nik: Hahahahahahahaha...

It was so damn funny, we both cried laughing and I laughed like an insane person all the way home. This scene happens a lot of time like it happened here. See, I'm not the only one :D

That was better than April's Fool prank!

Reading Room

I was in pain last night because of this thing call menstruation and it is one of my big nemesis. I could not eat because of this gas that is residing in my belly and every 2 minutes I feel like vomiting. Luckily a cup of Milo and a tube of Mustajab lotion did the trick.

In between all that pain, I can only manage to lie down and watch TV. I was flipping through channels and I turned to Hallmark. Hey Hallmark has lots of good inspiring movie and I happened to watch one last night. Reading Room. Have you seen it? If you haven't, please do so. I'm not gonna go into detail about it, but the storyline is beautiful and inspiring. It made me cry. I'm quite sensitive these days.

It's a story about giving back to the society that is more than what money can give. A widower wants to fulfill his late wife wishes by opening a reading room in a ghetto neighborhood where he came from. He is regarded as an unwelcome outsider by many elements within his old neighborhood but that didn't stop him one bit. Mr William played by James Earl Jones is a one good example of how a rich man should be. His character is lovable and strongly human. His persistence and motivation to change the course of some lives are uplifting.

The message was simple; Importance of reading, giving back to the society and each other out. If I got my dad to watch this movie till the end, it is definitely a good watch. OK, movie's over and I got the message maybe I should go pick up my book that I bought a year ago and read it. Gosh I got tons of them.

Picture credits to greendaizer13

Goodbye 2009, Hello 2010

Courtesy of Johanerik

OK, that was 3 months ago.

Oh HELLO! OK, I know, I'm 3 months late but I've been gone since the last year and I haven't introduce the year 2010 here yet :D I miss ranting in this mundane site of mine and I miss spilling out my lame thoughts which doesn't make sense sometimes eh? Plus I miss getting new templates. Haha. See, I got myself a new one. A new look for a new year. I so love it. Do you?

I've been MIA because of this sin that is running through my veins which is called SLOTH! You know. It's a one deadly sin and makes you go idle on everything. Almost everything. It's hard trying to get rid of it. Believe me. Darn it Skinny! You're always giving excuses! Teehee. Well, I got lots of things I want to spill and I don't know if anyone is reading it but who cares. Now that April is around the corner should I hello it instead?

Watever~

Blog sphere is a world full of fitna and crap. I was tested today. I was accused of copying someone Else's artwork. OK, why I am making a big issue out of this? Well, people are making me look bad in this so-call-Internet world and yes I'm here to justify.

I designed a wedding card for my best friend a while ago based on cartoons. She posted her wedding card on her blog and out of nowhere, this so-called-anonymous-reader, who's pretty much a chicken to reveal her/his name in my BFF's blog, accused me of copying someones artwork she/he saw on some other blog who's probably not even her/his friend.

I do not like to reveal name, because I'm not the bad-mouth a person type, so I'm gonna give a name myself. Lets put the A as the person that the so-called-anonymous-reader accused me of copying. Easy!

Now, what right does the so-called-anonymous-reader has to say that what I drew belongs to A? Or on what reason I did has to be credited to A? I don't have to put pictures here just to make the comparison to prove my point because I know I didn't commit a crime of copying/stealing someones artwork. What I drew purely came from my mind. In fact I had a few samples I drew for my besties, and she liked that particular drawing and chose it to be on her wedding card.

It's funny because the-so-called-anonymous-reader see A as though A was a God of art and that I had to submit everything I did to A. It was a simple design that any retarded person can do. Yes, the concept was the same, simple and clean. The differences was simply on the cartoon that we both draw. You have to be completely blind to say that it was the same or look alike.

If the next time someone ask me a favor to draw for them for their wedding card, and the drawing I draw came straight from my freaking brain, I have to credit A when A doesn't own the drawing? How bout crediting A for the idea? The-so-called-anonymous reader probably would say that I 'copied' it. Like A was the first to design that. There's tons of card with the same idea. Like I've said, it was simple. Anyone can do it. Actually it was a blank background with a drawing of a groom and the bride. Wow, so much for an idea huh?

What tickles me is I don't know how the-so-called-anonymous-reader could claimed that it was similar to A's and that I changed it by putting hijab on the cartoon? Come on, I'm sure you have the most sharpest eyes. Can't you see the difference???????? A was simply mad at someone who did actually stole her/his work and made them theirs. OK, if I was in A's place, I'll be fume myself and I know that if A were to look at my drawing, A's gonna say it's totally different. A's probably doesn't have an issue with it. Yet, the-so-called-anonymous-reader are making such fitna on such matters!

I was only helping out a friend and it sickens me that someone has the guts to say what they said. Obviously they have nothing better to do but spreading fitna around. Well, I'm not gonna let that stop me from drawing and make my life miserable. I'm no fool or an idiot who doesn't know the meaning of stealing/copying someone else work for my own benefit.

At the end of the day I can only smile and laugh at these funny humans. I have to remind myself that in this world, they are nut heads, bolt heads, screw heads who just love to make a misery out of people. I'm going to keep the record on play. I've got much bigger issues to deal with. Thank you.

Experimenting

I'm experimenting drawing on my tablet. Oh boy, I'm psyched. It looks ugly the fact that I was just doodling around loool. Hmmm, will get serius the next time, insyaAllah.

Blah

A few days ago I decided that I want to quit blogging. I wrote a post about it then suddenly I changed my mine ^^. The reason? Well, it will be such a waste of letting go something so good. Not that I'm important or anything, but I see there's a lot of good things you can do with a blog. I tend to use it to the fullest. Then again, I'm having a hard time updating. Now, you can't be a blogger if you procrastinate a lot. True?

The thing is I've been pretty occupied with other things. I'm getting hooked with photography. It's funny because I tend to do what other people are doing. Take this blog for example. I made it because everyone else did. LOL. Nevertheless, I've always fancied artsy stuff. Oh why didn't I get into art school? ^^' I signed with every social network that is available, well almost every social network and its hard to keep up. I've been actively on Twitter ever since I was introduced to it by my sister. At first I was pretty clueless and now I'm a twitter junkie as you can see on my twitter tots ^^. The best thing about it, is, I can write random thoughts that's lurking in my brain without having to elaborate. Easy huh?

I got so much things that I want to do like updating my art page on Deviantart. I've been blocked these. Can't seem to get my hand on pencils. Plus I'm starting to learn Photoshop and there is so much I don't know about. I don't know if I have the time ^^'. If only I got into this earlier. My life would be so much easier. I regret that so much. Anyhow, no point of regretting the past. Got to look into the future and start on it hoping I will feel better about it, insyaAllah.

I'm thinking of getting myself a Photog. A photo blog. Sounds interesting. Hmmm...we'll see.

Salam Ramadhan Mubarak and have a nice day ahead.

Salam

Me in the Tweet World

My grade in the Twitter world =D

Gotta love these genius tablet pen lol.

Something to Ponder

Salam peeps, how are you all doing? Hope you are all in the best of shape, insyaAllah. I don't have the best title for this entry but just go along with it, will you? =) I pretty much abandoned my site due to some other distractions that caught me =D. Plus, I don't really have much to say and it won't be that big a deal. What I say might not matter remember? Haha. Whatever. Hmmm, over the past few days I am somewhat happy and I don't even know why. Despite work is like boring as usual and it's not like I'm excited to go to work every morning, but with this brand new mood (almost brand new), I tossed to side all that hate-of-dealing-with-work feeling. It's like I didn't care having to deal with crap. I just played along. Strange and true but I'm happy with it. Alhamdulillah.

No 1 reason that I'm somewhat happy is maybe I made friends with a lot of Muslim sisters and brothers throughout the globe. Mostly are reverted and I am so pleased and blessed to have met them in the first place. Alhamdulillah. I learned so much from them. One thing I know is that they are better Muslims than I am. Living Islam to the fullest. Always reciting and quoting ayat from the Holy Quran, learning Arabic, wearing niqab (yeah, sisters wearing hijab the proper way), always praising our Lord, Allah in every conversations they made. They have been very inspiring to me.

Every time I speak with them, it made me realized of how jahil I am. How little knowledge that I possessed in the aspect of being a Muslim. They came to Islam knowing little, but grew to become the best of Muslim that they can. Yeah, I feel ashamed of myself and yet still remains doing sins each and everyday like still sticking to my bad habits which are hard to wear off. With surrounding yourself with these people, it always gives us a wake up call. A reminder to do something good/to change for the better as long as we breathe. The Prophet Muhammad SAW once told that, we must surround ourselves with good people as they will benefit us in so many good ways. This is very true indeed. Whom you hang around can influence you be it good or bad.

I really like having them as a company. They always sharing thoughts from their everyday obstacles. I can relate myself to them. I think we all can. They reverted to Islam but from what I see, they are an example of good Muslims. Not like some of the Muslims who tosses the Deen out of their life. I'm not being judgemental. I am no better, but this is what happening these days. I'm praying we all will get back to the right path. The path of Iman and Faith. InsyaAllah.

I met sister Umm Travis who's an expat from Canada and living in Egypt, always sharing her everyday life us. Her becoming a muslimah and all that, it's really fascinating. Then I met sister Maria, a Spanish origin who's from US who's passionate and artistry with her poems. I also met brother Yusuf from Morocco who always tells me to make dua, and reminding me of the Quran and sharing Islamic thoughts. We've known eachother since last Monday! They are like sisters and brother I never had. It's incredible. I feel like I don't only belong to my community here, but to the world as well. It's like I am a part of it. Thanks to technology =D. Alhamdulillah indeed.

This is where my inner energy comes from these days. From people around the world. It's really great getting to know people from every corner of the globe. It opens up your mind and you realize you are one tiny person and that you are not the only one who has problem LOL. That's why I didn't mind having to deal with crap these days since I know I have friends to take my mind off it. Even if I didn't meet them in the first place, I know Allah has always been around and always will be around for me. That is one thing for sure. Allah is Great.

When you have only yourself to hold on to

Taraaa. I've finished another piece of art. This came through my imagination. Thanks to the crappy moment that I've been dealing with =D. This is the edit version. I'm still getting around with Photoshop. Boy, it's not easy. I only managed to use the features that's available which was piece of cake. Maybe I should try coloring this later on in the future when I have the time. InsyaAllah.

Do check out the original here

P.S I just noticed I gave u the wrong link. ^^. Corrected! Check it out OK.

In-Laws

Even though the work stress is taking its toll on me, yeah, I did a stress test at a clinic and I'm two points away of going depress because of this breathing difficulty that I'm having. Phew. Good thing I'm not. An evening chat with my colleagues managed to amuse me and keep me cool and sane. Pretty much. I don't exactly remember how the topic came up even though it took place like two days ago (Blame the slow processor XD). We were talking about in-laws. More precisely, they. Since of course I don't know how married life is, but what I've heard the other day sums it all up. Marriage is not easy. Especially if it involves fussy, nosey, selfish, stuck up in-laws.

I can't imagine if I had to deal with one of them. People says that when you marry, you are not marrying the guy himself, but the whole entire family. Now that can be a nightmare. Unless your future-spouse-to-be family members are like angel, case settled. If not, it can be a total agony. The type of in-laws I don't think I can handle would be the type who are sarcastic right in front or behind my face. Well, obviously these goes out to the mothers since mothers are known to be the fussy species. "Aih, macam tak berperisa je masakan ni, mak masak lagi sedap kan Ahmad"/"This cooking is so tasteless. I can cook better than this. Right Ahmad?" and would tell the whole damn thing to the whole kampung. If a friend did this to me, I would completely ignore and just tell to back off. Can you do that to your mother-in-law? Huhu. I don't think so.

The other type would be those who doesn't know how to talk. I mean, she's probably the shy type but having to start a conversation with an old lady who lives in her own world could be very challenging. I'm lacking that. I'm lacking that I-know-how-to-impress-people personality. Yes, I am quite a chatter box with friends my age or a little bit older, but having to impress an old citizen with my-so-called-brain, won't do much help. I had to play childish trying to get my mom attention XD. She is the serious type. I can't act that way. Then my mother-in-law will think her son married a chimpanzee. Wait, my mom did smirk up a little seeing me being all dumb. Hey, maybe I'll try that. Naa, too risky. Unless the mother-in-law is the type who likes to talk, talk good stuff, then I will make the best listener ever even though I do have a bit of a sound trouble XD.

My colleagues shared stories from their family members and I'm quite freaked out about this whole marriage thing. Well, I'll be lying if I say I didn't want to get married(who wouldn't want to get married?) but I might change my requirement to whom I should marry and add new ones. Either the guy doesn't have a parent(prime evil) or who doesn't speak Malay or English at all! That way I'll just smile even though she might be saying how stupid I am for not stirring up the soup. Haha.

*Ahmad has nothing to do with my life. He is just acting out XD.

The Secret

I was cleaning my room the other day and I stumbled across this piece of plastic bag.

The Secret. Everyone has it.

Do you have a secret? I do XD. I wonder what do they sell and who on earth bought them? Surely it has to be one family members of mine. Hmm...

Top 10 Signs That You Need a New Job

10. Your outgo exceeds your income. Damn

9. The most rewarding thing you did this week was sharpen all twelve of your pencils to the same length.

8. You’re reluctant to be a Career Day speaker at your kid’s fourth-grade class.

7. Everyone in your work group got a raise except you.

6. Your friends all have jobs that sound more interesting than yours.

5. You were late for work three times this week, but you just don’t care. XD

4. There’s a meeting at 3:00 to talk about the upcoming reorganization, and you’re not invited.

3. Your boss keeps forgetting your name. *Sigh*

2. You constantly daydream about being a forest ranger. --> more or less

1. Your company was recently acquired, and you spent two weeks worrying that you’d be laid off. After that you worried that you wouldn’t be. Exactly

OK, I so need a new job!!!!

Any Given Time

Mmm any given time He'll be there
I don't really have to say no more
Mmm any given time He's right here
Embedded in my living soul - oh for sure
Oh any given time I see
The beauty that has always been
In any given time

I swear by The Lord of the moon split in 2
5 o'clock in the morning, I be calling You

I'm totally lost with out Your light
I'm finding my self on the strive all the time
Not a single day goes by

I'm out to fight the devil but never fought myself
Read a thousand books but never read myself
My souls starving it needs to be fed lord I need your help
Hell with the devil my biggest enemy's myself
It makes me wonder am I doing this for the right reasons
I mean the money the fame and game all sounds appealing
Instead of entertaining I prefer to enlighten
But then again who am I to be in a position
To represent a whole generation of kids and to make them believe
When till this day I still struggle to uphold my deen
I read a 100 God is great in less then a minute
And though my tongue is fast like twista
My hearts not in it

Mmm any given time He'll be there
I don't really have to say no more
Mmm any given time He's right here
Embedded in my living soul - oh for sure
Oh any given time I see
The beauty that has always been
In any given time

By the one in whose hands my soul is there is no match
To think a spider couldn't? weave a curtain just like that (break)

I wouldn't be here without Your light
I'm finding my self on the strive all the time
Not a single day goes by

Sí que tengo fervor, devoción para dar mi granito de arena
Y mi aspiración mantenerla serena
Yo Tengo buen criterio aunque a veces esta difuso
Yo Tengo mi firmeza de la cual a veces abuso
Yo trato de ser justo, me sobra lealtad
Coraje valentía, me falta sobriedad
Diferentes situaciónes,diferentes actitudes
Afectan mi progreso y todas mis virtudes

[Translation]
Sure I have fervour to give my grain of sand
And my aspirations keep them serene
My perception is sound even though it sometimes gets fuzzy
I have my resolution even though I sometimes abuse it
I try to be righteous, I abound in devotion
Courageous irascibility, I lack moderation
Different situations, different attitudes
Hamper my development and all of my virtues

Mmm any given time He'll be there
I don't really have to say no more
Mmm any given time He's right here
Embedded in my living soul - oh for sure
Oh any given time I see
The beauty that has always been
In any given time

Mercy with out boasting
Gifts with out terms
Goodness with out anger
Forgive with out reason
Any given time
I do my best to strive
In Your name I rise
The apple of my eye

Even when I'm not alone
You are closer than the veins in my neck
Even when I'm all alone

Even when I'm in sleep
You are closer than the veins in my neck
Even when I'm in it so deep

Even when I'm all gone
You are closer than the veins in my neck
Even as I'm singin' this song

Even when I'm on a high
You are closer than the veins in my neck
Even when I try to touch the sky

Mmm any given time He'll be there
I don't really have to say no more
Mmm any given time He's right here
Embedded in my living soul - oh for sure
Oh any given time I see
The beauty that has always been
In any given time

Outlandish

The Terminal

“The Terminal” tells the story of Viktor Navorski (Tom Hanks), a visitor to New York City from Eastern Europe, whose homeland erupts in a fiery coup while he is in the air en route to America. Stranded at John F. Kennedy International Airport with a passport from nowhere, he is unauthorized to actually enter the United States and must improvise his days and nights in the terminal’s international transit lounge until the war at home is over.

As the weeks and months stretch on, Viktor finds the compressed universe of the terminal to be a richly complex world of absurdity, generosity, ambition, amusement, status, serendipity and even romance with a beautiful flight attendant named Amelia (Catherine Zeta-Jones). But Viktor has long worn out his welcome with airport official Frank Dixon, who considers him a bureaucratic glitch, a problem he cannot control but wants desperately to erase.

(Courtesy of cinema.com)

Starring: Tom Hanks & Catherine Zeta Jones and some other bunch of actors
Director: Steven Speilberg

Scene:
Enrique an Italian guy asking Victor Navorski what's the status of the girl he had a crush on.

Enrique: She had a boyfriend? For how long?

Victor was eating and stuck up 2 fingers.

Enrique: Two years? What happened?

Victor: He chit.

Enrique: What?

Victor: He chit.

Enrique: Eat shit?

Victor: He chit. He chit. He chit.

Enrique: Repeat exactly what she said.

Victor: He chit. She catch him. So...

Enrique: He cheats.

Victor: Yes. What we call krushkach. We say krushkach. One man, two womans. So. Mm. Crowded, you know.

Enrique: OK. He cheats. You say "cheats".

Victor: He chit.

Enrique: No, "cheat".

Victor: Enrique, You, no chit.

Enrique: No, cheat. No chit. No. I won't cheat.

Victor: She's a nice girl. She won't take your chitting.

Hahahaha...I laughed my patula out last night while watching this. This is one funny and valuable movie. You guys should grab one.

What is happening to me?

I don't know what is happening to me lately, but I think I'm falling in love. Awwww(Some of you think that it is time, isn't it) haha...Yes I think I am falling in love. I'm falling in love with Pink. MasyaAllah, I can't believe I said that! Ann, don't you dare laugh at me. Curse you Ann if you did :P

OK, love is a big word, let's just say LIKE. OK? Yes, I don't know why I see pink is very nice indeed. Before this I hated it so much. Remember the post I hate pink even more. Hehe. Every time I see someone wearing pink, I curse that person. Haha. She did nothing wrong. Hehe. To me pink is too feminine. It resemble extreme femininity which I think is rather uncool. I'm a cool person(haha) I mean, I like mysterious and exotic thing, pink doesn't say all that. Black and red does. How does pink fits that? Pink spells high-maintenance chic which I am not.

Like they say, what goes around comes around. What you hate, you will love like. I've come across beautiful pinky stuff lately especially in the clothes department and I complementing on how pretty they were. Opps (grin). There are some shades of pink that I like. Not those too pinky like The Pink Ladies from Grease or Pink Panther, or those candy floss pink like Patrick. Really, there are certain pink color that I'm awed at especially smokey pink which I think is sexy. Can I say that? XD

My colleagues noticed my interest in pink too. Every time we came across some clothing bazaar, I would hand out to them to try pink out or at least say that this pink is pretty. Is this really me? Or is this some curse or spell someone has put on me? Which ever it is, Red remains my No.1 favourite color.

This pink looks cool XD

Beauty regimes around the world...well...some parts of it

Last Friday, caught Oprah at 8pm since I can't perform my prayers so I sat in front of the TV instead while having dinner. The talk that night was very intriguing. It was about women beauty regimes from around the globe. I didn't sat from the beginning of the show. It's very fascinating how women would go to the extreme in the name of beauty. Like the Japanese women, who consume bird poop (I don't exactly recall what type of bird) to get beautiful and maintaining youthful skin. Would you eat birds poop for that?

How about women in I can't remember which country, where they put brass of necklaces around their neck and piling it up as they get older. As a result, they will have long neck and it is very essential within that country. A sign of pure beauty. Hmmm...then there's the Brazilian, where plastic surgery is nothing extravagant and it is seen as something usual in everyday life. Staying fit and keeping a good body size is a must for a Brazilian. If they are not able to obtain the desirable body shape or boobs or butts, then going under the knife is a must do. Sometimes well most of the times, they will spend half of their salary on making them look totally good. Imagine that! I, myself have problem buying a RM20 lotion. Huh!

Women in Oman, a country southern of Arabia, keeps it all traditional by using traditional stuff like miswak. They use it as a tooth brush. Dried petal roses for bathing to get good aroma and the rest I was not able to capture. Most of the women from different countries are trying to stay thin. From France to Indonesia and from the rest of the globe, keeping slim is every women dreams. However in Mauritania, it doesn't work this way. It's the other way around.

While many are trying to lose weight, women in Mauritania have to gain weight since the age of young. This is so that they have a high chance of getting married. Being chubby and rounded are seen as sexy and desirable there. Even having a cellulite too! If I were to shift off to Mauritania, I think they would force food down my throat because I look totally the opposite. Blame on my metabolism. XD. I don't think I can handle that. Still, there is a downside to living the Mauritania way. You will get health issues. Diabetes, high blood pressure etc. Not good.

There is another country that caught my attention. It is rather controversial because it involves an Islamic country. To my utter surprise, the women there being totally conservative, well some parts of the women there, are having their nose done. Yes, they are having nose jobs and it is very common there. How can someone, a Muslim do all this? Isn't it forbidden to change what was created for you? We are not even allowed to shape our eyebrows, let alone do a nose jobs or what ever that requires surgery. Unless under some certain condition, surgery is permissible like if your nose is cracked in half, maybe it's OK to have your nose done. Funny thing was that, if that women from that country couldn't afford it, they would put bandages on their nose as though they had the surgery and people would think she did. They would leave it on for like a year just so to have people think she had a surgery! So I guess having bandages on your nose is more pleasant than having to display your real nose! Funny humans.

Overall, beauty is subjective. Only the individual can interpret what beauty is. To whatever extent, we must always be thankful for what we have and for what we don't have. After all what we have is a loan from Allah, no matter how beautiful you are, or no matter how beautiful you are trying to be, it will sure go away. Life in this Dunya is only for a while. Then again, it doesn't mean you have to look frumpy and ugly! =)

Pingu on the loose

This came through the mail box from Anne. Totally hilarious!

Drawing is forbidden in Islam?

I'm disturbed. Totally disturbed. I ran across a site saying that drawing is unlawful. As a person who loves drawing this can be upsetting. Who wouldn't? Yes, I was once told by dad that we are not allowed to draw humans because the 'people' (which I don't know whom he was referring to) said they might come alive and that we have to mark an X on their neck so they won't come alive. Oh dad, you didn't fall for that one, did you? I certainly did not. I guess he was trying to be funny. XD

Ibn ``Abbâs relates that the Prophet (peace be upon him) said: “Every image maker is in
the Fire. For each image he made, a being will be fashioned to torment him in Hell.” [Sahîh al-Bukhârî (2225) and Sahîh Muslim (2110) – The wording accords with al-Bukhârî]

This really gives me the spook. Really, if she is doing her best as a Muslimah, living the ways Islam tells her and she just happens to love drawing, she is not going to hell just because of this. Is she? I'm sure our Prophet (peace be upon him) said them out of a reason. He can't be saying it out for no reason. I'm not saying this hadith is wrong. My knowledge is too little, but sometimes, you really need a logical explanation to this.

I've been googling around all day, because I really need a firm answer and I found this site HERE. Alhamdulillah. I am a bit relief. The explanation satisfy my needs.

We find in the texts mention of many other major sins that are certainly worse that the making of images – like adultery, taking usury, and abusing parents – without it being declared that the perpetrators of those sins are consigned to the Fire, like we find in “Every image maker is in the Fire”. This should make it even clearer to us that those who make images without the intention of aspiring to create like Allah are not included in the generality of the hadîth’s meaning. Rather, the hadîth applies to all of those who have the intention of aspiring to create like Allah.

When I draw, I can never draw as beautifully as what Allah has created. Nothing can be compared to His creations. My drawing is never perfect, even if it were, to me, they are just drawings. A lifeless piece of drawing. Nothing more. I do it out of pleasure and for the sake of sanity. Drawing helps me to relax my thoughts. I do tend to draw when I'm crazy as well. Oh well...

Drawing is a way for me to express my feelings. Like when I stumble across a cloudy day, it's so much easier to see that in drawing. Rite? People will know instantly through a drawing. What I draw captures the beauty that Allah created within this world. I love to draw eyes because it's truly beautiful and captivating and I love translating it on paper. Does this mean I'm creating something aspiring to create like Allah? I love to draw cartoon as well. I'm not trying to create something bigger from Allah. I can never create something bigger from Allah. I am one of His creations. It never crossed my mind. May Allah protect me from arrogance. I just like to draw, like a kid who loves lollipop. Allah knows best, that's for sure.

Never have I in a million years thought that what I have drawn could be given life or to challenge Allah. Astagfirullah. I know for sure that what I draw is just a piece of drawing, an appreciation to what Allah has blessed me with these hands, something I enjoy doing. Isn't it a sign of His Majesty? That what He gave us is a sign He created us. Nothing can be compared to that. This talent that I have is all from Him. Without Him, can I draw? Without Him, I might not even have these hands.

Bottom line is, I guess it all goes down to what your intentions is. It all goes down to your heart.

May Allah forgive me for all the wrong things I've said. The good things comes from Allah, the not-so-good things comes from my own weaknesses.

Salam

Some people don't get it

I need intelligent conversations. Conversations that stimulates my brain. Conversations that will help me develop a better me. Not like those telling me to have fun with a friend if you know what I mean? I don't mean to be cruel but Hello, there are better things to talk about rather than your distasteful acts. To them, having 'fun' is the ultimate-must-do.

I feel sorry for these people. Really I do. I guess this is what differentiate us from them. I'm not saying we are better. What I'm saying is, Islam is beautiful. There's a reason why Islam forbids talking indecent and all that. We live accordingly to what Allah has prescribe us. If we follow the rules, we are safe. If we lost track, we will still have a chance by doing it right. Doing it for the right reason. Not trying to please yourself all the time especially if it involves the letter L.U.S.T. Of course, it doesn't mean you have to throw it out the window. One without lust is not human, but use it the right way. The Islamic way. Not by talking to stranger telling them if you are feeling hot or not when they tell you what they are doing down there. Pretty much disgusting.

So the next time if you happens to come across these bunch of people (to those who chats in YM, Skype, etc) just terminate them. They're not doing you any good. I don't even know why I chat up with them in the first place.