Fallen Hero
I never got the heart to talk about the fear you have given me. Many atimes most of us receive our test in the form of a loss of something but rarely we have someone who arr tested when they have everything. Back in ns camp, most of the guys led a sedentary spoiled life, pure muggers and avid console addicts but my stories were refreshing. Stories of living a poor life when i was young, of juggling table tennis, soccer, info comm, silat, engaging the less fortunate as director of adopted charity, the matrep bros from aleem siddique and the epic sagas as treasurer of persadayu. Yet, as much as i am grateful for the opportunities Allah swt have bestowed upon me, naturally, there will be many people that outshines and outclasses others and hence, this post is dedicated to one such individual.
Although you might never see this, my friend, i just want you to know what a great letdown u have been to my aspirations. You had always been a top competitor. You were way smarter than anyone i have ever known, you led others to admire your flawlessness. You were quick witted and beautiful and funny. When i heard you scored a perfect score for your A levels and secured a scholarship in a top degree in the best university in singapore, i was elated and wished you all the best.
Finally, a staunch muslimah holding the flames for others to follow. Back in our madrasah days, you had been my most formidable competitor, challenging to usurp me from the pole position every single year. Your fervour for knowledge astounds me and the way you debate the salafis and sufis and the way you have read the bible and torah led me to believe you were the leader of our generation. You read philosophy and challenged the asatizahs with knowledge that puts most scholars to shame. And more importantly, you led me to believe i could strive to be like you, the pinnacle of a true khalifah-a dream i always had.
But you falter. You lied to me. You lied to yourself. What have you become my comrade? Tell me, because you made me angry. You became a big shot in university, all, the fame and the fortune. The humble sweet muslimah i have grown to.respect, flaunting your beauty and denouncing World Hijab Day. speaking of a cultured society, shunning those who question your actions. Multiple boyfriends, self proclaiming yourself to be a minah. You may have the respect of the kaffirs but you have lost mine. What happened to the girl i know who wanted to be the next Deedat. What happened to the person i have grown to admire. Arrogance, vanity, and you look down on your people. And you look down on me. Are you happy with the attention you have now? Are you happy to betray your religion for duniawi? No wonder it is so hard to find a true khalifah these days... I am angry because you have crushed part of my aspirations.
To those taking the results today, i beseech you to never let your passion be eroded by material wealth or power. And never forget the people who have supported you all the way. All the.best people.
Although you might never see this, my friend, i just want you to know what a great letdown u have been to my aspirations. You had always been a top competitor. You were way smarter than anyone i have ever known, you led others to admire your flawlessness. You were quick witted and beautiful and funny. When i heard you scored a perfect score for your A levels and secured a scholarship in a top degree in the best university in singapore, i was elated and wished you all the best.
Finally, a staunch muslimah holding the flames for others to follow. Back in our madrasah days, you had been my most formidable competitor, challenging to usurp me from the pole position every single year. Your fervour for knowledge astounds me and the way you debate the salafis and sufis and the way you have read the bible and torah led me to believe you were the leader of our generation. You read philosophy and challenged the asatizahs with knowledge that puts most scholars to shame. And more importantly, you led me to believe i could strive to be like you, the pinnacle of a true khalifah-a dream i always had.
But you falter. You lied to me. You lied to yourself. What have you become my comrade? Tell me, because you made me angry. You became a big shot in university, all, the fame and the fortune. The humble sweet muslimah i have grown to.respect, flaunting your beauty and denouncing World Hijab Day. speaking of a cultured society, shunning those who question your actions. Multiple boyfriends, self proclaiming yourself to be a minah. You may have the respect of the kaffirs but you have lost mine. What happened to the girl i know who wanted to be the next Deedat. What happened to the person i have grown to admire. Arrogance, vanity, and you look down on your people. And you look down on me. Are you happy with the attention you have now? Are you happy to betray your religion for duniawi? No wonder it is so hard to find a true khalifah these days... I am angry because you have crushed part of my aspirations.
To those taking the results today, i beseech you to never let your passion be eroded by material wealth or power. And never forget the people who have supported you all the way. All the.best people.
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