Bismillahirrahmanirrahim
Assalamualaikum wrt,
not too long ago, i came across a saying,"when you write (doesn't matter whether it's in a diary for only you to see or whether you publish it for the world to see), you become more aware of your own feelings."
and feelings are something almost synonymous with us women. even the Prophet p.b.u.h. said that women are made of 1 intellect and 9 emotions. well, my point here is that; even if i am from venus (pardon the pun, if there is one) where emotions are something deeply connected and related to us, there are times when we forget to feel, we forget to look within ourselves and we forget to reflect what we've done and what we've felt.
i know i've long left my pencil and paper behind and i am perfectly aware that my muse or the little known passion i had for writing has somewhat become another chapter of a book i've kept hidden for so long but i hope that this time, inshaAllah i will set my intentions straight and start again anew to write with a cause i can hold on to for the long run.
and now to reveal the purpose of my writing here: i will try for at least 21 days to write continuously everyday about anything that i come across, anything that i observe or witness, anything that i hear and anything that i feel that made me closer to my Creator.
and for what exactly, you ask?
for me to reflect (muhasabah) upon myself, to pay attention to every little detail in my life so that i will not just pass by it without taking some part (if not all) of it for the long journey i have in front of me, inshaAllah.
to begin with the first day (which is today), i'd like to start talking about the weather (i know, that's very English of me). the weather here in Russia is exceptionally extreme. and by extreme, i mean -20 °C and below. yes, it is that extreme. nevertheless, the weather has never been much of an obstacle to Russians and inshaAllah to us studying here. we go about our day, going to work or class or gym or whatever else it is that Russians usually do. and with this weather, i humbly and most embarrassingly admit of the countless times i've cursed, complained about the weather. and also of the countless times i blamed the weather for not doing something that i should have done.
despite the extreme and almost unbearable weather (like today, i came out of my room at 8.30 am and reached home 10 hours later, and i was - i'm not exaggerating here - practically shaking cold throughout the day even when i was indoors), it never fails to amaze me how beautiful and magnificent everything is here; from the pure white, sparkling snow to the trees covered in it. i mean, subhanAllah... how Great Allah is to create a beautiful creation amidst this extremely cold weather when at the other side of the world, the view is so different and the weather is so very unimaginably different from here? SubhanAllah, Walhamdulillah, Allahu Akbar.. verily He is the Best of the Bestest Bestest No-one-like-Him-Best Creator!
a bit of a confession here; when i reached indoors, i took of my shoes and glued my feet to the heater and as i was so desperately cold, i was frantically scouring for heaters in every building i came into. yes, i was that desperate.
lesson learnt today: a sunny weather outside doesn't mean you can endure it boldly. so pack yourself up in as much layers as you can, eat a warm hot breakfast before heading out to the cold. NEVER underestimate russian winter, for the love of God.
ps. this was like a 10 second shot because i had no gloves on thus i couldn't find a nice angle (well, okay.. even if i had more time, i still won't be able to find a nice angle; photography is not my pursuit in life)
Assalamualaikum wrt,
not too long ago, i came across a saying,"when you write (doesn't matter whether it's in a diary for only you to see or whether you publish it for the world to see), you become more aware of your own feelings."
and feelings are something almost synonymous with us women. even the Prophet p.b.u.h. said that women are made of 1 intellect and 9 emotions. well, my point here is that; even if i am from venus (pardon the pun, if there is one) where emotions are something deeply connected and related to us, there are times when we forget to feel, we forget to look within ourselves and we forget to reflect what we've done and what we've felt.
i know i've long left my pencil and paper behind and i am perfectly aware that my muse or the little known passion i had for writing has somewhat become another chapter of a book i've kept hidden for so long but i hope that this time, inshaAllah i will set my intentions straight and start again anew to write with a cause i can hold on to for the long run.
and now to reveal the purpose of my writing here: i will try for at least 21 days to write continuously everyday about anything that i come across, anything that i observe or witness, anything that i hear and anything that i feel that made me closer to my Creator.
and for what exactly, you ask?
for me to reflect (muhasabah) upon myself, to pay attention to every little detail in my life so that i will not just pass by it without taking some part (if not all) of it for the long journey i have in front of me, inshaAllah.
to begin with the first day (which is today), i'd like to start talking about the weather (i know, that's very English of me). the weather here in Russia is exceptionally extreme. and by extreme, i mean -20 °C and below. yes, it is that extreme. nevertheless, the weather has never been much of an obstacle to Russians and inshaAllah to us studying here. we go about our day, going to work or class or gym or whatever else it is that Russians usually do. and with this weather, i humbly and most embarrassingly admit of the countless times i've cursed, complained about the weather. and also of the countless times i blamed the weather for not doing something that i should have done.
despite the extreme and almost unbearable weather (like today, i came out of my room at 8.30 am and reached home 10 hours later, and i was - i'm not exaggerating here - practically shaking cold throughout the day even when i was indoors), it never fails to amaze me how beautiful and magnificent everything is here; from the pure white, sparkling snow to the trees covered in it. i mean, subhanAllah... how Great Allah is to create a beautiful creation amidst this extremely cold weather when at the other side of the world, the view is so different and the weather is so very unimaginably different from here? SubhanAllah, Walhamdulillah, Allahu Akbar.. verily He is the Best of the Bestest Bestest No-one-like-Him-Best Creator!
a bit of a confession here; when i reached indoors, i took of my shoes and glued my feet to the heater and as i was so desperately cold, i was frantically scouring for heaters in every building i came into. yes, i was that desperate.
lesson learnt today: a sunny weather outside doesn't mean you can endure it boldly. so pack yourself up in as much layers as you can, eat a warm hot breakfast before heading out to the cold. NEVER underestimate russian winter, for the love of God.
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| Alhamdulillah, it was a sunny -20 °C |
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