Moving on is simple, but the thing that you would have to leave behind is complicated?!

or is it not?! do u think im talking non sense?! haha...dont answer that! =_=

Its monday, same old monday. Its the Monday that come and goes. I was browsing through Facebook (im addicted, its bad, i know.. *sighs*) but the main point here is 'to move on..'

To move, or not to move..
A question which is puzzling me on a cold Monday morning.

One of my friend's post on FB was "Cuti dah habis, kehidupan normal bermula." *
*edited

owh, and it made me think.
Wow, what have i done in this past one week?
sleep (of course)
SLEEPING MORE THAN THE REQUIRED HOURS? (owhkay..fine, i admit)
stare into space? (uhhh..)

basically, i have not done anything beneficial the whole week. I should start doing something..
my report?! 0_o

Above all, i do still read at times. Trying to finish a couple of books which i put on hold. (its been quite long)

I am currently reading "Riwayat Bidadari Syurga" by Munif Ahmad (the nasyid singer), and i am really enjoying reading all about the strong women which stood by our Rasulullah, and other women which have shed their blood and tears in the name of Islam. The book comprises of basically short stories, but all of them inspired me in various different ways.

The one story that had really touched me. Its a story of Aminah binti Wahab, the mother of our beloved Prophet. She went through a lot in life. My heart goes out to her when Abdullah passed away. Muhammad was still in her tummy, and she was strong during that moment. I think that really reflected her strength as a women. Giving birth to Muhammad without her loving husband around is a sacrifice, in which had inspired me to always stay strong no matter what.

It made me cry when she was facing her death. She felt weak, and knew that she was going to see The Almighty. She hugged Muhammad with all the strength that is left within her, and starred at her son's face, slowly, everything went dark, and her tight hug slowly got weak.

I really felt it during this time.

"Aku akan mati dan sebutanku akan tinggal. Aku telah meninggalkan yang baik dan aku telah melahirkan yang suci.."

Her last words reflect her eternal motherly love to Muhammad.

I know i have not performed some of my responsibilities well enough. There are many things in us which requires change. Change for the better. I cant remember how many times i have said this in my blog. Change is hard! Moving on is hard! but when i look back, sometimes what matters is not the final result, the big finale, but its the effort, the strength and the commitment that you put into that change is what determines to which extend you really want something. In this case, I want keredhaan Ilahi, His consent, His acceptance.