New Life, huh?

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim (In the name of God, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful)

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'What should I do...? hurm....'. Her fingers were busy dancing on her lappy's touch pad. Scrolling and clicking here and there, looking for something interesting to read. Facebook was not an option anymore so, she googled almost anything that appeared in her mind (luckily all were good stuffs).

Basically, with Google the only option she has, she decided to broaden her 'circle' to spread the da'wah (aameen). Typing names like; Nouman Ali Khas, Bro Kamaruddin, Mission Dakwah and so forth, and quickly add them in her Circle. 

Blank for a while, she began to take a sneak peek on the people list (recommend by Google). There was a list of her classmate. A smile appeared and she began to add them to. 

Then, her eyes caught on a name, a person that she looked up to since she was in her first semester. Stalking the person, she found a blog. A new blog she guesses because it was different from the previous one. Plus, there were several entries posted starting this year. 

She began to read...............

Looking at the clock hanging on the wall, above the front curtain, she decided to go to bed. As usual, she spread the mattress on the floor, arranging the pillow and a purple blanket, she crawled in it. Recite a du'a; Bismikallahumma waamut. Slowly she closed her eyes.

Tears began to roll down. She was crying, silently in the darkness, alone. One word in her mind; Regret. Her mind started to filmed back the old days when she was so eager to further her study abroad, all the chances that she put aside. All the reasons she made up to stop her dream. She let the tears wash away the wound in her heart.

Then a name came up in her mind, together with the name, came along the Creator. She forced herself to accept everything, to redha  with taqdir. She began to collect all the good and precious memories she has to cheer herself up. Smile and tears came along with happiness and a great feeling of gratefulness, alhamdulillah. 

Until she felt into a night, long and empty dream.......

Waking up the next morning, her mind blank. She realized there's something must be done. Taking her thick blue notebook, she began to list down all the things that she wanted to do.

Once done, she started with the memories that she stored under the bed. And a new life awaits. 

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