salam. suddenly my jaulah memories in sydney and brisbane appeared in my mind. they were all so beautiful and wonderful. i can still remember them vividly in my mind. having usrah while enjoying ayam kurma at a beach.
promising to one another to meet again in jannah on a ferry. having little discussion with my dearest friend on a ferry that's streaming down a river, accompanied by twinkling stars and cold wind, while others were celebrating eid adha eve with their families.
listening to maher zain's songs together on our way to gold coast. having our very first visit to a mosque in auburn. waiting for buses and trains while our bones were freezing by the cold winter wind. listening to stories of companions of muhammad saw from kak tikah on the floor of sydney airport with sleeping beds as our blanket and bags as our pillows. some may call it difficult and terrible but i'll call it my sweet memory.
travel is definitely fun. it would be more fun and meaningful if we view everything from an islamic lens. by wearing that lens, u can gain precious lessons at everywhere, at anytime. it was like everything was smiling to you. clouds, trees, the sea, buildings, stars.
Many similar ways (and mishaps of life) were faced before you), for the previous nations who followed their Prophets before you, they too suffered losses. However, the good end was theirs, and the ultimate defeat was for the disbelievers. so travel through the earth, and see what was the end of those who denied. (3:137)
the journey would be more and more meaningful when you are accompanied by people with pure heart during your travel. people that always put others first before themselves. i could feel the real meaning of ukhuwah with them. jazakillah khairan to those who had given me sweet memories in my life.
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