بـــــسم الله الرّ حـــــمن الرّحـــــيم

Bliss, excitement and fears are sometimes bound together, often blurred the way of thinking. Half of life is like dreaming, and half is awake. Life seems like always in a hurry, we can’t stop it from running, we can’t turn back the time and rewind it again just like a tape recorder. “Certainly, time is not like a tape recorder…”

Only when time is passed by, we always hope that we can redo it again. Sometimes,  the only thing remain is …regrets. We regret everything around us. We regret what just happened, we regret how fast time flies, we regret of what we have done, we regret that we haven’t done to the utmost. Well, “Human regrets easily after all …”

Material comforts are sometimes becomes one of the most pulling factors for drowning oneself into areas of falsehood. Lust sometimes lost into translation from love and passion. Worldly goods, fame, high status and opposite attraction are just like poisonous magnets for people and becomes defiance presences for the time. Surely, “materialism is defying the time and gravity…” Oh time, we pray we’re able to survive from those we fear most …

“In the name of God, Most Gracious, Most Merciful
By (the Token of) Time (through the ages),
Verily Man is in loss,
Except such as have Faith, and do righteous deeds,
and (join together) in the mutual teaching of Truth,
and of Patience and Constancy.”

(QS al Asr ( the Time) :  1-5)


About afwina kamal

Architect. Pianist. Traveller. Poet.
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