From the Internet

So here's what I found from the internet these past days.

1. Overcoming writers' block. Wow, talk about perfect timing of this article to me. Give it a read, interesting point-by-point of how-to.

2. Taking a time off of your screen is hard? Read this. Tips to break your screen addiction. Yes we all have this addiction, some just good at hiding it. Must-take-eyes-off-screen. While writing this facing the screen. How ironic I know.

3. Boosting productivity through thought processes. Yes, our mind need a little nudge and reminder that we actually really can be really productive. Yes, really.

Till next time.

Fading Ideas

I would do most of my reflection and thinking before dozing off every night. Thinking too much that my brain refused to stop when my aching body just ready to sleep. Bad habit I know. I would get lots of ideas to write on, but as most people do, I just don't have the energy left to write it down on something, lest the ideas would be forgotten the next day. So, I have forgotten everything and would tell myself (again) that I definitely need to write down my thoughts next time.

Throwback Thursday (Do we do it just because these two words ryhme?)

A picture-post would definitely save time innit? Hehe. Here goes.

Yours truly, Muhammad and Muna

Muadz and Maryam

Muna

Totally random pics of us. But, heck, life is random. 

Online Presence

I think it is hard to keep an online presence nowadays. Maybe this is due to the many platforms that we can do so. It is an exhausting process. No wonder even bloggers have managers manning their social media sites.

Thinking of keeping this space active. Would need to do so for future reference.

Till next time.

Sunshine, Dust and The Messanger

I don't know why but this song just makes me want to fly away to Madinah to where the Prophet s.a.w once lived.

Sunsine, Dust and The Messanger

Morning light through the bedroom window. Slow motion dust specks swirling in the sun. I close my eyes, and I'm floating along. Sun - did you warm the face of the Prophet the way you warm mine and make this room glow? Dust - were you brushed from the beard of the Prophet, Returning from Jihad, so long ago? Allahumma Salli `alaa Muhammad Yaa Rabba-l `aalamiin Allahumma Salli `alaa Muhammad Sallallaahu `alaihi wa salam Rain pouring down upon my garden, rhythm for the wind that sings his song. I close my eyes and I'm drumming along. Rhythm of rain - were you once a river, that purified the Prophet before his prayers? Wind - were you a breath form the lips of the Prophet carrying wisdom to thirsty ears? Allahumma Salli `alaa Muhammad Yaa Rabba-l `aalamiin Allahumma Salli `alaa Muhammad Sallallaahu `alaihi wa salam Sharp, clear crescent, light in the blue night. Slipping in silence through a star scattered sky. I close my eyes and I know that I belong. Were you the same moon that lit the way of the Prophet, slipping through the desert on his Hijrah? Stars did you map the way to Madinah, for the blessed Messenger of Allah? Allahumma Salli `alaa Muhammad Yaa Rabba-l `aalamiin Allahumma Salli `alaa Muhammad Sallallaahu `alaihi wa salam I close my eyes, and I'm floating along. I close my eyes and I'm drumming a song. I close my eyes and I know that I belong.

Brother Dawud Wharnsby Ali