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Other's Experience Can Be Your Best Teacher



Dear pal,
do you remember a little note written on each page of your elementary school’s notebook? “Experience is the best teacher”, it says. You may be well-acquainted to the saying, but does it soak into your head and affect your daily attitude?

Oh, chill, I’m not gonna lecture you. Just sit back, and relax because I’m about to tell you a story.

I have a friend. He is, uh, was such a nice, not to mention, good-looking guy who enchanted everyone around him with his pure innocence. I assumed he was pious as he was raised in a religious family. It was good old days when we hung out, talking about stuff. He told me how his parents were strict of religious rules. Good parents, I thought, but apparently my friend didn’t think so. One day, after a long summer break, he started to show some changes. I rarely saw him on campus, let alone at the mosque. Just that, and distance grew between us. We have less frequent encounter, but I can always find him on social media. To my surprise, he has been posting photos of his daily life, which is, let’s say, hedonistic. Name all that worldly pleasures that come across your mind. Debauchery is close enough. He does that kind of thing now, and he keeps posting about it, proudly.

That’s not it. There’s more.

His parents who are, you know, devout religious, found out about their son. I managed to know that his parents never stop giving him advice, smoothly and in the gentlest way possible, to behave as their religion taught. But you know what the son’s reaction to his parents’ perennial good intention? He posted a long status on his social media, spilling his resentment on them. He wrote about how annoying it was to have such parents, who—he said—dictated him which God to believe in. He questioned why they didn’t give him freedom on choosing his own belief, while it was his—he inserted the f-word here—life. He even threw a remark that even God failed to make him believe in His existence. He closed his short essay by saying that he had to lie and pretend to be a good son for them, in order to be loved and funded. He even admitted that all that he cared was their money.

That status dropped explosive on me. Where has my dear friend gone? The innocent Prince Charming is not so innocent anymore, in fact—as people put—grows stupid. Uh, does the story sound familiar?

I assure you, I’m not talking about Dorian Gray. Forget that Oscar Wilde’s Gothic protagonist, what I told you is a true story. Let’s hope he won’t go as far as Dorian did.

It broke my heart, seriously. He takes his parents for granted, and even looks down on God! That’s loads of arrogance he showed, whereas just a tiny bit of it can destroy whole good deeds. What a shame.

It breaks my heart to see him become an agnostic. It saddens me that he too thinks religious belief is not relevant in today’s modern and advanced world. He thinks holding on conservative religious teaching will get him nowhere, and will only hinder his path in the world full of competitions. I wonder if Kemal Atatürk is his role model :(

Frankly, people are talking about him, judging him based on the established moral value here. You and I, my pal, can do better. Let's learn from him instead of judging him.

Now, I invite you to reflect on this. “Experience is the best teacher”. It doesn’t have to be your own experience, we can also learn from others. That’s even better because we don’t have to actually go through the bitter part. Well, if you are not into religious belief either, make sure we’re still on the same page about morality here. Only then can you take a valuable lesson from the story of my friend.

My wish for you, my dear pal, is that you'll never fall into the same hole my other friend did.
Have a nice day :)

The Mortal Manual: Not Just a Temporary Fix


Greetings, everyone!

I wish you a marvellous day. Some days we are on cloud nine, and some other days we just hit the ground. That’s how life is, so buckle up and enjoy the ride! If we are prepared for the ups and downs, surely we will survive and feel content whatever happens. Talking about ups and downs, I remember someone who underwent the up and down only in one day.

One fine day, a little boy walked out of his classroom carrying wide smile on his face. It was the end of the semester, and all his efforts were paid. He aced in class, and achieved the highest marks among the others. Proud and grateful, his father bought him a present. A really sophisticated toy, which the boy had been craving for. The toy needed to be manually assembled, but that didn’t matter for him. He couldn’t wait to get the toy to function. Along with the package, there was a manual book. However, the boy thought he didn’t need that manual to get his toy work properly. It was piece of cake to assemble the parts. After hours, he successfully joined the parts, and the shape looked exactly like the picture. However, when he tried to run the toy, it didn’t work as it should. The latest features and the advanced technology it had only went to waste. The toy couldn’t work optimally, because the boy didn’t follow the guide. Poor him, he couldn’t play with the sophisticated toy.

Let’s stop pitying the boy, and try to take a lesson from the story. The toy was designed to have certain features. It was completed with a manual to make it work to its best performance. However, the boy didn’t follow the instruction from the creator, so the toy failed to work. What can we say? This can be used as an analogy to human and Al Qur’an, don’t you think?

As humans, we are created by One Source, Allah. Just like the toy, we are also aided with a manual from our Creator. Our manual book is Al Qur’an. The complete manual guide on how to be the best of ourselves is written there. Simply like the boy’s case, if we don’t follow the Al Qur’an, we will not work properly as humans. We will be defective, and won’t reach our best feature. The Al Qur’an has all answers to our insecurities and our problems, if only we read it. Don’t be arrogant as the boy was, that we take a notion we don’t need any manual book in our life, or else we will be lost.

Al Qur’an is our guidance in life, our fix. Whenever you suffer from sadness, look for the cure in Al Qur’an. When you feel angry, take comfort in Al Qur’an. Whenever you feel broken, look up the way to fix yourself in the Al Qur’an. Instead of taking temporary fix, why don’t you take the permanent one, that is Al Qur’an? Really, guys, Al Qur’an is the greatest miracle Allah has given to us. It doesn’t only guide us in our life, but also will guide and save us later in the afterlife. So, let’s read Al Qur’an! If you cannot read it well, learn. If you can read, but rarely read it, read more often. If you have read Al Qur’an more often than reading your social media, keep it up!

Tonight, the night of Ramadan the 17th, we commemorate the Nuzulul Qur’an, the moment when Al Qur’an was descended in full content. It’s a magical night, can you feel it? I want to invite you to celebrate this night by reading Al Qur’an and learning the content. There’s no harm in doing so, on the contrary, tons of advantages you will get. Read and learn the Qur’an, and you will unlock the best features of yourself! Be your best self! May the light of Al Qur’an shine our path always :)

To Whom It May Concern


Life is indeed like a rollercoaster, you will face your own vicissitude. You cannot expect a constant comfort, but you can always find comfort. You cannot expect a constant happiness, but you can always find your happiness. See what I mean?

My dear friend, what I mean is that God’s tests are inevitable. They can be in any form, even what you find as happiness might be one of them. Being sad, apprehensive, and any other emotions are also unavoidable as human beings for we are meant to feel. Don’t worry, you are normal to feel unhappy. We cannot be happy all the time, anyway. However, there is always a way to find happiness even in your worst. You just need to know where to look.

Pal, if you are out there, feeling unhappy, lonely, and do not know what to do, please don’t despair! No matter how nasty your life is right now, you can still grasp your happiness. Look around!  Trust me, I know. I have been there too. Let me tell you my story.

Years ago, I was in my darkest time. My happy life was suddenly shaken. I felt my world was crumbling, my heart was aching, and my mind did not stop whirling. It was difficult to accept such an ordeal. How would you feel when your source happiness was taken away for good so suddenly? Exactly. At that time, I did not know how my life would go on. I stretched out my hands and failed to grasp something to hold on. As if, I were falling down, alone in a vacant space. However, fortunately, I still had my senses with me before I completely lost. I realised that I still had Allah, my true source of happiness. I thought, “Why don’t I hold on to Allah? Allah is my Creator, the King of all universe, the Master of life and death. He is the Author to my destiny. Why not asking Him my happy life?”

Then, my friend, I prayed, I talked to Him, spilled everything to Him. Believe me, little by little I felt relieved and I could let go of my ordeal. I faced the reality. The reality remained unchanged, an unhappy occurrence for me, but I then saw it differently. Allah has been guiding me, all the time, if only I remember Him. I always do this to face everything, and it works. Now, it was difficult to mention what my problem is or when I feel sad, because I don’t see things as giant pains anymore, I can find my happiness out of anything.

My beloved friend, wherever you are, the key to your happiness is Allah. Communicate to Him, be close and stay close to Him. Never walk away from Him. Certainly, Allah will grant you happiness. You, of all people, should know this better. I remember Dumbledore’s quote, “Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times, if only one remembers to turn on the light.” In this case, the quote is applicable, pal. To turn on the light, in our case, of course means to find Allah.

I hope what I said could get through your heart, and open up your eyes to act right away. It is neither a psychologist nor a psychic who can make you feel happy. It is you! All along, the key is in your hands! You would have been happy if you used the key to find Allah sooner. Well, I truly hope you could make it. Let me know when you do. Live happily!

Cordially yours,

-Servent de Déu-

Farewell, Miette!


Kitten Miette two years ago


It was typical Thursday night. A serene night, with probably pitch black studded sky. I had just turned my light off when I heard thudding noise. Immediately, I set my eyes wide open, and ears ready as radar. It was heard again, clear and near, like the sound of falling books and rustling papers. As if someone was hastily looking for something in the shelf. I frowned. At this hour? Who could it be? My father was sleeping, and so was my sister. As for my brother, he was out somewhere. No one else was in the house. I started to fret.

I buried myself under my fluffy warm blanket anxiously. I was hoping my father would be woken up by the noise, and he’d check it out. I waited, and waited, only to nothing. For the next hundred secondhand’s ticking, the sound wouldn’t stop, keeping me from repose. Couldn’t bear it any longer, I leapt up from my bed, ready to check it myself. I walked on my tiptoes to the sound. As I did, my heart was racing. 

The sound guided me to the light-off living room. I stepped on some sticky fluid, thrilled by what it might be. I rushed to get the switch, and found out the fluid I stepped on was colourless but thick. Other than that, I didn’t see anything strange. There was no one, and no mess had been done. My curiosity got more profound. I approached the sound, then my sweet ivory furry Miette I found. She was lying, furiously shaking on the ground.

I gasped, flabbergasted, and panicked to find her knocking on heaven’s door. Colourless fluid and excrement were scattered around her. While she was trembling, foamy liquid came out from her mouth. She must’ve been poisoned! I broke the news to my father, only to hear him reluctantly responded, “Let her be. It dies, we’ll burry.”

I called my brother, he’d go home and bring milk as the antidote. While waiting for him, I could only watch the poor kitty rolling here and there, hitting chair, table, and bookshelf. I felt so helpless. My heart was aching to behold her dying. More painfully, she groaned and moaned, while her eyes were glaring in pain. For half an hour, she had been panting and I could sense her pain. I cried and cried, though I knew it wouldn’t change a thing.

When my brother came, he fed her with the milk and soon after, she ceased quivering. We hoped it was the antidote. She breathed fast, eyes still glaring, but stiff as statue. We waited for a slight of hope that Miette would be alive. Alas, it seemed like we were late giving her the milk. She finally kicked the bucket. I spilled out my tears until I felt soothed, then I could let her go.

My sister found out Miette dead as doornail in the morning, so she cried hard. Everyone was in woe, since we had raised the lively smart moggy for almost two years. She had been such a noble cat since we adopted her. As much as we didn’t want to lose her, we buried her under a longan tree.

My witnessing Miette die was a life-changing experience. It reminds me that death can come anytime to me. As if Allah was sending a message, or precisely warning, to me through Miette’s dying. Watching how painful she was dying, I got the conception of how I would be at the end of my life. While begging for forgiveness to Allah, I told myself, “I have to stop any foolish acts and prepare for my afterlife FROM NOW ON.” Who knows when Allah would call me home? My job is only to be ready whenever the death angel takes me. 

Hope you can learn something from Miette’s death, just as I did.

Mother's Merits are Beyond Compare


¡¡¡Hola!!!

Pardon my long hiatus. I was a bit busy, and barely had a chance to compose an article. Now, I’m on a semester break, so I have plenty of time to write. This time, I’m writing about mother. I know, it’s not Mother’s Day, but there’s no mistake in writing about a mother, is there? Besides, Mother’s Day is supposed to be every day since her merits are beyond compare. Mothers need to be respected and appreciated every single day.

I’m sure we all know how great mothers are. In Islam, mother should be honoured three times more than that a father. It’s due to the difficult tasks a mother does for her children, even since they are still in the womb. Here is the hadith.
It was narrated that Abu Hurairah (may Allah be pleased with him) said: “A man came to the Messenger of Allah (peace and blessings of Allah be upon him) and said: ‘O Messenger of Allah, who among the people is most deserving of my good company?’ He said, ‘Your mother.’ He asked, ‘Then who?’ He said, ‘Your mother.’ He asked, ‘Then who?’ He said, ‘Your mother.’ He asked, ‘Then who?’ He said, ‘Then your father.’” (Narrated by al-Bukhari, 5626; Muslim, 2548)
Al- Hafiz ibn Hajar said: “Ibn Battaal said: what this means is that the mother should be honoured three times more than the father. He said, that is because of the difficulties of pregnancy, then giving birth, then breastfeeding."

Moreover, when mother gave birth to us, she is in between the death and life. No wonder Allah makes a mother died due to delivering baby a syuhada, the same level with those who died in a war defending Allah’s religion. Subhanallah.

Guys, don’t hurt her even just a slight. The chastisement for hurting mother will be very hard. In one hand, doing good deeds to mother will be given marvellous rewards. So, as long as your mother is still by your side, please her. I’m not as lucky as you whose mother is still there for you, but I still can show my obedience by sending her prayers every day. You know what? I listened to a song by Maher Zain titled The Number One for Me, and it slapped me so hard that I cried. Have a look at the piece of the lyric.

I was a foolish little child, crazy things I used to do, and all the pain I put you through, Mama now I’m here for you. For all the times I made you cry, the days I told you lies, now it’s  time for you to rise, for all the things you sacrificed. Oh, if I could turn back time rewind, if I could make it undone, I swear that I would, I would make it up to you. Mum I’m all grown up now, it’s a brand new day, I’d like to put a smile on your face everyday

My heart was aching when I was listening to this song. I know I didn’t do much for my mom back then, but I wish I had. I didn’t think that my mom would go that soon. I had been given over 16 years to be with my mother, and it should’ve been enough to please her and be obedient to her. However, I didn’t use my time efficiently. Now that I’ve lost her, I wish I didn’t do those foolish things that put her though pain. All I can do now is be a salihah (agreeable, pious) daughter and pray for her.

Pals, I’ve shared how I regret my inadequate obedience to my mother when she was still around. I hope after you read this, you will treat your mom well if she is still here. Read another writing about mother here to get motivated. If your mom has been by God’s side, then be a good kid for her, and send her prayers every day. Don’t worry, we still have the chance to make up our mistakes in many ways, insyaallah! ;)

Beware of Grumbling!



Do you feel intact with your life so far? I’m glad for you if you do. Wait, you don’t? Well, it’s humane to feel unsatisfied of anything. When you are not happy about something, do you grumble? Grumbling is also humane, it’s one of human nature. Allah has stated in Surah Al Ma’arij (70:19-21): Indeed, mankind was created anxious: when evil touches him, impatient, and when good touches him, withholding [of it]. Therefore, you’re normal for complaining things. However, you have to know that it’s kind of ‘disease’ of your heart, and disease is, of course, not good for us.

Grumbling is something we don’t realize sometimes. We might feel as though we don’t complain, but we actually do out of it. For instance, you walk from your dorm to campus under the fierce sunlight, and you say,”Oh, I’m tired.” Isn’t that called grumbling? Think of other circumstances you might have done. You’ve done plenty, haven’t you? Then, beg forgiveness to Allah now. Astaghfirullah. This is as the mirror for me too, as a means to see my reflection. I mean, I do grumble too, so what I’m writing here is also addressed to myself. I’m trying to invite you to be better people together.

Pals, let’s be careful in saying things from now on. If you frequently grumble about little things unconsciously, you’ll need to definitely bear this in mind. Let’s try to sort out our words. Better be quiet than saying wrong. Nevertheless, don’t grumble in your mind instead. Keeping grumbling in your mind is still grumbling. The difference is only that it’s not said orally. I know it’s difficult. For now, when you realize you’ve thought about complaint or other bad things, quickly say astaghfirullahal’adzim. Next, you have to try to be satisfied in everything Allah has given to you.

Now, how to feel intact of everything Allah has given to us, so that we don’t grumble?
The key is always to be grateful. You got good things then thank Allah. Do it too when you got calamities. As you know, everything happens in this world is only by Allah’s willing. Nothing happens without Allah’s permission. Therefore, there must be something great behind the calamities. We just need to find it out, then we can be grateful even in the darkest time.
Let’s say you are a good-looking person, but one day Allah tested you by giving pimples on your face. Any method you’ve done, but they kept embellishing your face for years. Your confidence dropped, and your effort is about to run out. There, you might start wondering what sins you have done, and you beg forgiveness. However, your face is still as mess. You would have been so down by then. Hey, don’t be so down, be positive. Allah has given you such a test to protect you from a big sin related to romantic interest. What could’ve happened if you weren’t acne prone? Only God knows. Then, if you got someone who loved or even proposed you, that person must love you for you, for what’s inside of you, not just because of your cover. You’d be very grateful to realize it. So, try to see the positive beyond the calamities.

The point is, let’s stop grumbling, and always be thankful. Remember that God’s test is another name of God’s blessing. Calamities do happen to anyone.
Do the people think that they will be left to say,”We believe” and they will not be tried? But we have certainly tried those before them, and Allah will surely make evident those who are truthful, and He will surely make evident the liars. [Surah Al Ankaboot 29:2-3]

Hope this is helpful! :)

Seek Help Through Patience and Prayer



There have been terrible crimes occurring around my living place lately. Theft, deception, and even gashing were uttered to be incessant. Maybe to say it's incessant is overrated, but it describes how common these things are nowadays around me. I've been kind of insecure since then. Such terrible crimes had never happened this often before. At least in my hometown, and in this city where I'm staying now, which is only an hour riding from my hometown.

It's even more dreadful when I heard that two friends of mine had lost their bags along with money, gadgets, and important letters. Ironically, it happened when my friends were praying in a masjid. Masjid is supposed to be a sacred place, where ones beg for God's forgiveness on everything they've done wrong. I know, criminals are criminals regardless of where they commit crimes, but stealing in a masjid is just too ironic. They've completely gone round the bend and seem to be ready for hell.

I felt sorry for my friends and for the thief. My friends suffered loss, moreover with the missing of their SKHUN (a letter states student's national final exam score, given at graduation. It's usually needed as an attachment in registering to higher school, educational programs, and seeking job). I also pitied the criminal, as they had gone wrong (moreover, in a sacred place). There must be a reason why they stole, either they was forced to fulfill their needs or something else. However, stealing is never considered right. Ever.

Another crime happened to my friends is deception. My friend almost became one of the victims. One day, she got a text message from someone claimed to be a senior who asked her to send her classmates' phone number. Without any suspicion, she did it. Just then, her classmates got a strange text message claimed to be another classmate of theirs. Luckily, some of them spotted the oddity of the message, so they crosschecked with the real classmate whose name was claimed by the criminal. Eventually, they all knew they had been tricked and they were pulled away from being victims. Once they believed the sender, they would be asked to send some amount of communication charge (usually hundred thousand to million rupiah in amount).

The most inhumane crime occurred is gashing. Can you imagine, you are riding back home from campus at night, and suddenly get gashed by unknown people who then rob you? The robbery might not be something new, but gashing first? The gang has been haunting everyone in this city. Sometimes, the gang just gashed someone without taking anything from him or her. It seemed like they enjoyed gashing people. Sounds like psychopath. Or maybe they are actually GTA maniacs who want to bring the game to life? Ridiculous. It's not San Andreas, it's a peaceful city in Indonesia.

There's no safe place in this world, is there? All those occurring remind me to be even closer to the God almighty, Allah SWT. Indeed, there's no safe place, but I have Allah who is always there for me. As long as I'm under His shade, Insha’Allah, I'll be all right. Whatever happens to you, let you come to Allah as the first to ask for help.

And seek help through patience and prayer, and indeed, it is difficult except for the humbly submissive [to Allah] (Surah Al-Baqara 2:45)

May it be useful for us :)

What's More Precious Than Gemstones?



I'm pleased that many muslimah (Muslim girls) have worn hijab (veil/scarf) nowadays. It seems like the number of veiled Muslim girls is increasing. However, some of us are still unsteady in wearing hijab. So, it's kind of ironic. While I'm pleased to the fact that veiled girls increasing, this other fact makes me concerned. Why won't we persist on wearing hijab?

Well, I'm not a perfect Muslim. I'm trying to be, but I know I'm still far from one. I share my thoughts here not to be imperative or patronizing, but to embrace you girls to learn together. I'm just very sad to know some of our sisters take off their hijab, and put it on again sometimes. Or worse, they wear immodest clothes instead. As a sister of those Muslim girls, I feel embarrassed for them and sad at once.

Hey beautiful ladies, don't you see that you're too precious to show your body to those who aren't eligible for you? Let's read again what Muhammad Ali said to his daughters about this (also read: Just Tryna Be Better).
"... everything that God made valuable in the world is covered and hard to get to. Where do you find diamonds? Deep down in the ground, covered and protected. Where do you find pearls? Deep down at the bottom of the ocean, covered up and protected in a beautiful shell. Where do you find gold? Way down in the mine, covered over with layers and layers of rock. You've got to work hard to get to them. Your body is sacred. You're far more precious than diamonds and pearls, and you should be covered too."

It's more alarming that this phenomenon happens around me in Indonesia, where wearing hijab is no longer a problem. While in other countries where Muslims are just a minority, they've been persistent to wear hijab. Such an ironic, but this is the fact.

Girls, have you got the point? I hope you get the light, and find the better way. If you haven't worn hijab, start now. If you're veiled already, be persistent. If you've been persistently wearing hijab, make sure you dressed appropriately as Allah ordered. If you've been doing so, keep doing, and always improve yourself.

Let's cover our beautiful body! Remember, we are far more precious than gemstones! :)