|"It is so green here, Papa."|
After 2 weeks of no-holiday-holiday (according to Mikhail), we finally managed to break the grip of endless tuitions (for him) and work (for myself) to escape the city and make our way up to Janda Baik, that idyllic little village nesting in the hills outside Kuala Lumpur.
|Nothing to do but lie in bed with the laptop. But to be honest we just spent a short time|
in the room before heading out to explore the resort.
|The flowers are in full bloom up here in Janda Baik.|
This giant yellomindus blimeyidontknowthenamus
is at least 3 inches long from stem to petal.
|We headed to a nearby house of a Friend. Another friend is caretaker but he was not|
at home. Mikhail tried to make friends with the many(many) cats of the house. But
he observed, "These village cats are different. They are not so friendly."
Well, that's my short record of our road trip, sunshine. My final observation is the many, many sightings of moths, butterflies and dragonflies through out the trip. They were everywhere, hovering and buzzing about, their wings flapping energetically in the breeze. With each flap of their wing, a dzikr (remembrance) of Allah's (swt) name can be heard, but even more, can be seen. You just need a little of that God-given imagination of yours to realise the manifestation of love that is welling up in your heart. And of course, if you have asked God for your firstborn to be a tasbih (rosary) to ever remind you of Him and His Beloved Muhammad (saws), it is no mere imagination.
It is the Reality you choose, and the Reality that has chosen you.
wa min Allah at-taufiq
-Notrumi Embun, 12th June 2014
Hate has no place in Islam
Love will show the Way