|Wednesday, April 04, 2007
i like it when it rains.
and i think, personally, it is the best time to solat, for me.
you will hear the pitter patter of the rain drops.
you can hear even the slightest wisps of wind against your ears.
the air is so cooling and so refreshing that your heart feels so calm and so...'redup'.
so 'sayu'.
suddenly i feel so small in the midst of the seemingly light water droplets.
yes. the water droplets which i always take for granted of its existence.
the tiny crystal clear benign element.
and when it rains, the world is engulfed in massive tiny water droplets.
and suddenly, harmoniously,
you will hear the song of the choir of the rain.
it tells the story of God's Greatness, God's Compassion and God's Love.
sometimes...your ears can't hear.
but your heart can.
and it can do something better.
it listens.
anyway, i was at megabytes with fadz just now. and we talked and suddenly he said that he thinks of things best when he's relaxed. you noe..when you are in the bus or train rides etc...and i was like...YA its TRUE. as in, it is the same for me. one thing i love about bus rides is the fact that they are very therapeutic and that they place you in a state of mind that is...stagnant.and funnily, its when your mind is suddenly stagnant (i'm talking about the thinking processes that may be physically taking place)...thats when the creative juices start to ooze...and they ooze without you forcing them to.and they are brilliant juices i tell you. and they make you happy.most of the time, i think of PBM stuffs on buses. haha! not that i come up with something that is creative or stg. but more of, bus rides help me to plan nicely. and coherently. because when you are not actively thinking about other mundane sections of your life, such as school and family...planning becomes much easier and more organised. oh well, talking about PBM, its now the last lap to go!last FOUR months. charity golf ended well yesterday. alhamdulillah. i shall talk more about it soon. :) all in all, it was a great journey with the team...though i was around them only when need be. :) i am already missing pbm. serious. oh well. btw, whatever it is, life goes on. and can anyone promise me this...that if i happen to leave this world earlier than my parents...can you tell them that i love them so much and am very very very thankful that they are the ones who brought me up and it was no other parent? :)Labels: when thoughts flow
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