So much to tell.

I had to let you go because I can no more tolerate with 'maksiah' and sins. I have done so much sins, repent is taking its place. Love to the creator is what I call real love now. You may laugh if you wish to. See you guys in future life.

M done writing, bye

Hatin' yourself for no reason is somethin' you should try.

The depths of a man's soul cannot be measured in a manor of meters and fathoms but rather it is in my opinion only quantified by his proximity to heaven and hell. It was in such a state I ushered myself past the town tavern bursting at the seams with the sounds laughter and drunken piano playin'. Had it only been a different night, a different place, different kind of man passin' by the threshold of that innocent pub. The events that transpired there would never have even begun to be grasped by the feat. I could only ask if anyone outside that place had a clue when the exclamations of mirth became the desperate screams of the helpless begging for their very lives.

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RESTING
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I was born to be a thinker but then i messed up. I became a writer. I suck in writing. And i ended up being a learner.

I am a vicegerent of Allah. But why I never care the prohibitions that have been drawn for me and of course for us, Muslim. My world revolves around Maksiat, all of the bad things. Yes I am scared of Allah's punishment in the life of hereafter. I know how far am I standing now from other Muslims out there. I'm like trillion kilometers and thousand months away from them. I am left behind.

Today, I'm walking fast to get myself there, I mean where other Muslims are standing right now. I know it's impossible but insyaAllah, in Allah's will, I'll get there. I know I'm no match for paradise but it's worth a try. Come my friends, it's not like we've missed our plane and we will never get another plane. We can still reach there. Allah will assist us in many ways. It's just between you and the heart now.