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It's a secret hideout between me and reality. You're always welcome :))

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[zaidalhourani]

“I’m not very good at putting my feelings into words. That’s why people misunderstand me.”

“لا أمتلك مهارة تحويل مشاعري إلى كلمات؛ ولهذا يسيء الناس فهمي.”

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[bebytalisa]

A: Mi, kok sakitku ngga sembuh-sembuh ya?

M: Dek, inget! Allah itu ada

A: ...

M: Allah bisa ngasih yang ngga mungkin jadi mungkin. Allah bisa ngasih kesembuhan buat dek Afi. Ngga ada yang ngga mungkin buat Allah

A: ... *silently cried*

Even though I knew, I knew that this pain that I felt is a series of His test for me,  being reminded again of His Mercy was a great reliever for me. He can take this pain away from me instantly, but the reason why He had given me this pain must be something better for my sake. InsyaaAllah :)

_O my sons (said Prophet Jacob)! Go you and enquire about Yusuf (Joseph) and his brother, and never give up hope of Allah’s Mercy. Certainly no one despairs of Allah’s Mercy, except the people who disbelieve. The Holy Quran 12:87_

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[zaidalhourani]

لا تختصر أحب تفاصيلك Don’t shorten your speech. I love your details.

زيدالحوراني (via zaidalhourani)

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[bebytalisa]

A theme for my case presentation I found this amazing video Beware and care :)

[teded]

[teded]

Happy Chocolate Chip Day! Sit back & get your cookie on.

Check out tips for baking perfect chocolate chip cookies in the TED-Ed Lesson The chemistry of cookies - Stephanie Warren

Animation by Augenblick Studios

[bebytalisa]

Perfect cookies recipe, yum 🍪😄

[bebytalisa]

Dan ketika kamu merasa lelah, ingatlah surga disana jauh lebih indah

An echoes within

[islamiconlineuniversity]

Khushoo’ is (proper focus and humility), and khushoo’ is the essence and spirit of prayer. Proper focus (khushoo’) is the essence of prayer. Prayer without proper focus is like a body without a soul.

[bebytalisa]

Bismillah :)

Bismillah assalamualaykum adek-adekku, ubi, destri beby memet naila fela ica :) Gimana persiapan esok hari? Bismillah tetap semangat, serahkan semua sama Allah, karena Dia mencintai hambaNya yang paling berada di titik kepasrahan. Tawakkal. Tawakkal. Ketika kita hanya berharap pada Allah, maka jikalau nanti muncul kekecewaan, kita akan mudah bangkit dan terus berlari mengejar ketertinggalan, bahkan mendahului mereka yg sekarang ada didepan Bismillah Rabbi yassir wa laa tuassir, semoga Allah memberikan kemudahan dan bukan kesulitan. Rabbi shrahlii shadrii wa yasirlii amri, wahlul uqdata mil lisani, yafqahu qauli. Ya Allah lapangkanlah dada adik-adikku, mudahkanlah urusannya, dan lancarkanlah lisan dan perkatannya. Semangat :")

[ted]

Elders are a treasure trove of cool stories, but we probably haven’t heard them - because we haven’t asked.

This Thanksgiving, join StoryCorps’ The Great Listen, and help record the voices of a generation. Go beyond small talk and ask your elders the questions that matter most. What was your first memory? What was your favorite game to play as a child? Who was your first love? What was the hardest part of growing up?  

After the turkey, grab a loved one, sit back, and start talking. And don’t forget to press record!

Learn more about The Great Listen>>

[ted]

Give thanks to your elders by listening to their stories.

Join The Great Listen and interview your elders this Thanksgiving >>

[kurniawangunadi]

Tulisan : Lakukan

Kita tidak perlu menjelaskan tentang siapa kita dan bagaimana kita. Tentang kita yang (mungkin) baik, bekerja keras, penuh toleransi, bertanggungjawab, dan segala hal yang menurut kita adalah yang terbaik dari diri kita sendiri. Orang lain akan mengenal kita bukan dari penjelasan tersebut, tapi dari apa yang kita lakukan.

Dan seperti itulah sebenarnya diri kita. Saya mengenal beberapa orang yang cukup “keren” di negeri ini. Bagaimana saya mengenal mereka mungkin berbeda dengan orang-orang yang kenal hanya dari apa yang mereka tampilkan di media sosial. Mengenal mereka dengan lebih detail dan menyeluruh, bukan hanya satu arah seperti kita membaca mereka di media sosialnya.

Dan bukankah memang seperti itu diri kita? Orang yang “mengenal” kita bisa dihitung jari. Dari segala hal pencapaian kita selama ini, dan mungkin orang lain menganggap kita luar biasa dengan pencapaian organisasi, prestasi, dan segudang hal lainnya. Yang benar-benar mengenal kita hanya sedikit. Dan kita tidak pernah menjelaskan tentang diri kita kepada mereka yang sedikit itu.

Sebab mereka tidak memerlukan penjelasan apapun, sebab mereka mengenal siapa diri kita dan siapa sebenarnya. Barangkali orang lain di luar sana terkagum-kagum denganmu, mereka tidak.

Lakukanlah apa yang kamu yakini dan percayai bahwa itu baik dan benar. Benar yang tidak hanya dalam definisi kita sendiri, tapi kebenaran yang berasal dari sumber-sumber utama. Baik yang tidak hanya baik menurut kehendak kita sendiri, tapi kebaikan yang berasal dari tuntunan-tuntunan utama.

Kita tidak perlu menjelaskan, cukup lakukanlah.

Yogyakarta, 12 Februari 2017 | ©kurniawangunadi

[bebytalisa]

Won’t be deleted soon

Alhamdulillah, Allah bless :)

[bebytalisa]

I start this morning with a usual routine, praying, cleaning, reading some news, planning on what I’ll study for today and preparing my application for hospital clerkship comprehensive test. As I open the file to my certificate photo for the application, I stumble into some old photos. Quickly, I uploaded the photo that I need and immediately send them so I could see the old photos that I found.

The photos were taken when I was in junior high, note that I’ve finished my undergraduate study recently, it was sure an old one. It happened 10 years ago, for God sake! Such a long time, I don’t realize. Let me tell you a secret that I haven’t told anyone until now, those time when I was in junior high was the best moment I’ve ever had! My image of contentment paused in that 3 years of time. And every time I saw the photos, I wish I had realized that sooner.

You might not believe me when I tell you this, but let’s go to the beginning... In my elementary school, I was that kind of kid who got bullied every day. I have no friend until 6th grade. My money was taken, some animal corpse was found in my back, my hair was pulled, and even the hijab that I wear was gone sometimes. Each day I felt like I was in the deep abyss, I feel the torturing won’t end if I’m not dying. I tried putting up a fight, but it’s useless, it’s a group vs. me and me alone. I told my teacher and my mother that I was scared, but it’s no use. I was so scared going into the school, I usually pretended to be sick so that my mom wouldn’t ask me to go. Until, I finally graduated from there.

I was accepted in SMPIT Nur Hidayah, a junior high school that was located in a city called Solo, in Central Java. It was a simple green school (the paint is green, not that it was full of greenish tree :p so it was scorching hot out of the building) in the middle of paddy rice field. You couldn’t find any building in the radius of 2 km, not even a proper pathway in my first year. Yet, it was at that time when my journey began... It’s the place where I could actually found myself, where I learn how to cope with my problem, where I find some building that I could practically called ‘home’ other than my real home, where my heart felt content. I can’t really recall where that feeling comes from, perhaps it is from the understanding friends, a religious routine, a caring and loving teacher (we used to call our teacher ustadz/ ustadzah), and a selfless friend who will love you for whoever you are. I thank Allah for giving me those moments that I could remember and cherished every time I felt apart. Thanks for Giving me my parents who’s not giving up on me and my best friends who love me for whoever I am and  whatever I become. Miss you girls :’)

I hope and pray that every moment will last like that. If I could meet elementary student self, I’ll tell her that you’ll be okay. You’ll work everything out, soon. And I know now, that everything will be okay as long as you believe in Him. Didn’t He already said in the Qur’an?

“So, verily, with every difficulty, there is relief. Verily with every difficulty there is relief.”

  فَإِنَّ مَعَ ٱلۡعُسۡرِ يُسۡرًا .. إِنَّ مَعَ ٱلۡعُسۡرِ يُسۡرً۬ا

[bebytalisa]

Alhamdulillah, think of it as a new way to be grateful more 😍

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My dear, when I tell you about hope, I want you to imagine the sweat dropping off Hajra’s skin as she insistently runs for water in the midst of the desert. I want you to feel the pain and the strength of a father like Ibrahim when he looked into his son’s eyes as a sacrifice to God; Feel the betrayal in Yusuf’s heart when his own flesh and blood tossed him away like garbage and the thick darkness inside a whale where Yunus resided, alone. I want you to picture the wide sea in front of your feet as Musa fled from the pharaoh and how terrified Asiyah must’ve been as she resisted her violent husband. Scream, as Bilal’s bones get crushed while his mouth uttered the shahada and wonder how Rasulullah could still continue his path as blood was flowing down his head and soiled meat was thrown at him. And maybe then when you see it all, feel it all, imagine it all, you would learn that thirst didn’t win over Hajra and Ismael, and Ismael wasn’t slayed. Neither did Yusuf end up unsuccessful and Yunus forgotten. Musa and his people still crossed the sea, Bilal saved out of nowhere and Muhammad’s mission is blooming like never before - because my dear hope means not seeing an escape yourself, but knowing that Allah always does.

“O you who believe! be patient and excel in patience and remain steadfast, and be careful of (your duty to) Allah, that you may be successful.” (3:200)

Graceful reminder for people who's striving out there in a death-life border line. Ya Allah, protect my brothers and sister in the land of Syria :'')