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Home sweet home?

Those words will only attack you if you are away from home for a long time. Vice versa, if you are always at home. Even though someone is at home, under the same roof as you, the difference and awkwardness can still be sense if everyone is doing their own things. To date, things worsened now. With mobile phones and technologies. With those non-living subjects, you have the other ones on the line. On the other side. The so-called special ones. Friends? Partners? Don't ever said you love your friends and the 'another part of you' if you don't even loved your family earnestly with all your heart. You said you did good but you arrived home and just passed by parents with a stressed face and don't even smile. Will not dare to mention siblings though. I knew that doesn't make sense. Let me tell you,, although your day since morning was like hell-ever *I can said that it's actually every single day*, don't ever deny your title. As a daughter and son. As a sister and brother. As a Muslim. As a slave of Allah.

Smile although your heart hurts,, who know maybe a single line to others can make both happy and forget about all the chaos happened during the day. Ask although no one asked you to,, who know we can untie problems and moments together even if just for a second. Talk although you are so tired to talk for time being,, who know everyone's night might be ended up as a good one. Reach your fingertips for the Quran,, may the Quran give you comfort and guidance as you are reading it. When I said 'reach', that means take your steps towards the Quran on your shelf, don't be lazy by reading it from the phone's application. The blessing (barakah) maybe different towards the ones who do not give effort to do so. Only He knows for sure. Just don't be lazy. Sleep but remember your duty,, wake up to face our Creator by praying. Praying for a better tomorrow. If He wills, may He bless our days and nights. Do some zikr and du'a after each prayer,, make at least one practice (amalan) for yourself. For instance, al-Mathurat after Subuh and Asr prayer, al-Kahf in Jumaah, Ayatul Kursi after every prayer and many more you can practice. Once - you read, twice - you remember, if Allah wills, every single words engraves in your heart and for the future, may our old self still bring the same practice along the way till death. Who knows? Ameen.

Everything that enlisted above actually relates to our Home. What we do at home. The first practice we did, once we were born, mostly was from home. How we started to talk, crawl, walk, run, bike and the likes. Mostly from our parents, I think. Therefore, don't ever abandon the house and our parents just like that. Mainly, towards our Creator. All that happened from the past, the present and the future might be affected by our relationship with Him. Check for any cause. I can say that he or she might be hurt internally (in the heart), which is our Faith. Surely, our Iman (faith) will increase and then decrease from time to time but try to maintain it in the high level and if we can, if He wills, till Taqwa (God-conciousness). Do you ever wonder them all? Imagine this situation: when you were in the school, college and university before. You have did and practiced too many things during that time - sunat prayer, 'tadarus', 'qiamullail' - and now you are already out there working. Searching for money, our main source nowadays, to eat and live on. Do you ever wonder where all your practices go to? Don't you ever regret leaving them before as you have to make a new one for now? You have to remember them all back. Do you sometimes feel like time went too fast? Just to let you know, there is also blessing (barakah) for time. Try read the Quran and count how many minutes for just one to two pages. Around 5 minutes, plus minus, even though your tajweed and reading are not so fluent. Please, try to wonder for a moment of leisure.

I pray to Allah every single day if I remember, that I will not forget my Creator. My starting point, my ending point, my stop, my sweet, my pain, my comfort, my problem, my parents, my brothers, my sisters - my Home. By all means, it means our Home. Also, I will not feel insecure whenever I'm at home - looking out for other things rather than things within the house to comfort my heart. By the mean,, I take some other things as my first place in heart rather than going straight Home and face Him. May He avoid all these insecurities. Ameen.

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.a lone liar.

.if you can see any hint from this post to the post before, you are intelligent.
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