1) Arabic wording does not equal to halal

I was asking someone whether the ice cream is halal.

She look through the food item packaging and showed me an arabic text while making a sound that implied it is halal.

I looked at it and was like =_=”

The arabic text basically means ‘Not for individual sale’.

Arabic is a language. When I was in amsterdam, it is almost regarded as tamil in Singapore. You know the signs in Singapore has 4 languages; English, Malay, Chinese and Tamil. Some of the signs in Amsterdam also has 4 languages and last one being Arabic.

I find it interesting and weird because…..Ok I am also those people who associate Arabic with Islam. Because well the Quran is in arabic and it is the language of my beloved Prophet peace be upon him.

2) Chinese wording does not mean it is not halal

I was going to buy chickens at a supermarket.

When I was looking through the packaging I almost did not look at the one with chinese wordings on it. But anyway I just went to take a look at it when I realised the wordings basically means ‘It is checked by an islamic instituition’. Pardon me, I cannot remember that well. And only then I saw the word ‘Halal’.

I forgot even in History of Islam. China was one of the country mentioned to have been reached by the muslims. It was not the muslim countries like Malaysia or Indonesia that was reached first. It was China.


It is funny how we associate language with a culture or religion or certain things. Or even associate a race with a religion.

Like all Arabs are muslim. Terrorists is equal to muslims. Do you know Peace is embedded even at the word ‘Islam’ itself?

Or in Singapore, all malay are muslims and all muslims are malay. Who told you that people? Islam is for all.

And with this attitude of ours to associate things. It is easier to be influenced by the media. If you know what I mean.

Thinking about this, I realised I am part of this mess. Boo.


Whatsapp-Against me or for me.


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Against me or for me.

Man-made technology record every thing I typed right till the full stop.

And my Creator had created me from nothing. He knows everything.

My full record right till the blink of my eye and whatever crosses my mind, all written except which Allah wants it not to be there.

Dear Allah swt, please cover and erase my sins.




If you can just think that one’s fear to talk to another fellow human being is the same as one’s fear of heights, frogs, spiders, crocodiles, lizards, ants, cats, hamsters and any other form of fears, then I am confident that you will see the former differently.

Respect others for who they are.

Think it this way, your fear of crocodiles which you think is a ‘normal’ fear that most people have is considered as ‘lame’ by crocodile hunters.

Change your perspective.



I was about to clean up the clutter
When something made me to remember
Someone so dear
Whom i wish he was sitting next to me here

Only a familiar strong scent
That led me to hold back tears
Suddenly feeling his absence
Memories flew inside my head, so clear


I envy the sand that met his feet
I’m jealous of honey he tasted sweet

Of birds that hovered above his head
Of spiders who spun their sacred web

To save him from his enemies
I envy clouds formed from the seas

That gave him cover from the heat
Of a sun whose light could not compete

With his, whose face did shine so bright
That all was clear in pitch-black night

I envy sightless trees that gazed
Upon his form completely dazed

Not knowing if the sun had rose
Or if the sky was one with those

Who knelt, who prayed, and fasted too
Simply because he told them to

With truth and kindness, charity
From God who gave such clarity

His mercy comes in one He sent
To mold our hearts more heaven bent

I envy all there at his side
Who watched the turning of the tide

As truth prevailed and falsehood fled
And hope restored life to the dead

And men and women found their place
With aspirations for God’s Face

I envy the cup that gave him drink
His thoughts that helped us all to think

To be one thought that passed his mind
Inspiring him to act so kind

For me this world is not one jot
If I could simple be a thought

From him to God throughout the ages
As revelation came in stages

I pity all who think it odd
To hear him say there is one God

Or he was sent by God to men
To hone their spirits’ acumen

It’s pride that blinds us from the sight
That helps good men to see his light

He taught us all to be God’s slaves
And he will be the one who saves

Humanity from sinful pride
Muhammad has God on his side

So on this day be blessed and sing
For he was born to grace our Spring

With lilies, flowers, life’s rebirth
In a dome of green like his on earth.


A List of Things- My 100% Perfect Him

Gentle nut-brown almond-shaped eyes, soft thin-lipped mouth, innocent-looking school boy, curly tamed hair, hilarious sense of humor, thin matchstick-like body, unmistakably sociable, non-stop chatterbox, eager beaver personality, sparkling diamond-shaped face, humble and down-to-earth, manly deep-toned voice, skilful at writing heart-felt poems, smartly dressed in a cottony button-down shirt and a matching blue-white denim jeans….


Note: Accidentally done for my cross disciplinary studies, Creative Writing. Thought the teacher asked the class to do it, but noooo. Oh well.


A List of Things- A Little Princess’s Room

Lacey white curtains, sexy tutu, multi-storey coveted dollhouse, classic handmade rocking horse, cute cuddly teddy bear, pastel pink colored walls, proud potrait, diamond encrusted jewelry box, magnificient castle wall mural, cheery drawings, wardrobe full of glittering dresses, sparkly honorable crown, smiling sunflower window paint, enchanted jumbo unicorn, dangling glass chandelier, arrogant black cat, jolly melody, fluffy puffy feather-filled pillows, thick cloud-like velvety quilt cover, lavish gold embellished carpet, perky colored color pencils…

All are there.


Note: Written for my cross disciplinary studies, Creative Writing.