Bismillah
Meant to write this a long time ago...okay, maybe not so long time..just two weeks before...just waiting for the right moment..this is the right moment i guess..i have, again, changed my blog colours and name..
After exams ended, i decided to straight go home and have a long, long rest...but then there was a leadership camp...i like camping, but i don't really care for leadership camps...but since the price was great (actually more than great)..i mean RM15 for a three day camp...?? it's really cheap right...??
okay, i'll stop digressing..
i was elated to know that we'll be staying in a resort...i always like to grab any chance to go to any chalets, resorts or hotels...because i couldn't afford if it's personal...but when we arrived at the youth centre where the camp will be held, i saw no buildings that could put up with 150 youth...naturally, i was perplexed...questions after questions raised in my mind as to where we would be staying for the next three days...
eventually my questions were answered...we were told to build our own camp at the campsite...personally, i've done this before and have gone through the painstaking process living in camps...but i was truly not ready for the rainy season...imagine flood in your camp..?? all of your clothes were drenched..i mean, i even had to wear the jubah i wore for the first day, for the last day too...
i guess i even couldn't care what i looked like...even though i like to look prim and proper (really..!!!) all the time...this time, i was not in the mood to do so...
okay, enough of the complaints...what i really wanted to write about was the input i received...these people are not much older than me, but they are certainly mature in their thinking...and their spirit to do something for Islam is so inspiring that i felt i really wanted to join them...
they made me feel so inferior of myself...in a good way really..i wanted to improve myself more and more each day...even though i have been an Islamic-educated student for years, and currently still, my knowledge for this holy religion is still mediorce...i have lots to learn
sometimes i feel that my spirit is being held back when i'm back at home...maybe it's because i'm not surrounded by people who wants to fight for Islam...i mean, they practices Islam, but that's just it...but whenever i'm over there, there is so much Islamic ambience that i'm really comfortable staying there for long (yes, but i miss home too later)
and syeikh yusuf estes' public lecture was just great...he touched on the topic in a light manner, so no one can feel offended by what he said...
when he first entered, he looked so much like a santa claus...really, seeming he's a caucasian and has a long white beard..he has a big build and a gangster-like demeanour, he looked fierce...however he was anythning but fierce...behind those, he is actually a very sweet person...
and he ended his lecture in a very charming manner...i'm not able to compose well, so if anyone really wants to know, then you have to talk to me..
i'm really grateful that i did not go back home immediately...these two events that i went to were really informative and educational...even if it means i have to forgo 4 days of freedom...
wallahu a'lam
1 comment:
same goes to me..
the best part of lakium is to see 'anak-anak muda perjuangkan Islam.'
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