Dear Bro Anas,Excellent piece of wrting Anas and I am so proud of you. You're are what I call a true "Malaysian". I've always talk about you and your Malaysia Day celebrations to one and all. If only we can get all Malaysians to see our beloved country and it's people through your eyes, Malaysia will surely become a great country.Keep me writing my Brother!!! and I'll meet you the next time I get back from Bangkok. But if you're in Bangkok, give me a shout, just sms to my Malaysian mobile no.Regards Naga
Thanks Lin, i will heed your recommendation. Pls do spread the word. And Naga, bro how are you and family? make sure you keep september 16th free ... for our hari malaysia celebration . Will call u if going to bangkok... tehtarik when u r back...cheers and peace
Your grandfather has left a lasting legacy. Words which have etched a deep message in your heart and mind. God bless him, and bless you for spreading the words.Wassalam
Salam anas,Very insightful blog u have here. A very enjoyable read.Will add u to my blogroll.Please feel free to drop by mine any time.
Sir,Republishing this posting on my blog. With your permission of course I hope..Che
Salaam,was asked to read this by Che. Nice one.
I learn my lesson to be grateful from my father. Try asking money from him. For RM3, the stories were never a happy one. It's always sad. I tried asking for a new color pencil when I was 11years old. For that RM2.90 (so I belong to the generation when 15cents use to be sufficient for my duit belanja sekolah, shoot me), I get to hear in the next 30mins, of how he was poor and to be able to get a pencil color, they had to go through peoples garbage and collect pencil rich kids threw for the new ones. Of course I cried over the sad story and still wondered whether it was true, or did he just made the story up to make me realize how privileged I was. It doesn't matter now. I never ask anything I don't need from him ever. I learn the difference between "need" and "want". In that process, I learned to be grateful for what I have, instead of grumbling about what I don't.Thank you Abah.
Sorry, was in a hurry this morning and was not able to finish my comment. (you mean there's more?!!)We all have our stories of how we learn things directly or indirectly from the Quran, through the elderly, and yours is a wonderful story Anas. I picked up most of the surah by ear, even surah kursi and yasin, when my dad recites them during jemaah prayers. All I had to do was just to read the translations. I'm grateful for the guidance I guess, we just have to show our gratitude to those who had taught us good things in life, by paying them forward. Pass it down to later generation. I'm sure that that would make them very happy
Thank you so much for sharing your story. It's very informative. I love to read it and do hope to read your next story.
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