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THE SOUL REMEMBERS


Assalamulaikum,


It has been quite a long week for me, juggling between classes and my new self profound job as a transporter can sometimes be quite tiring. (Can't imagine once the tuition classes start but Alhamdulillah I can't wait!). One thing I like about my new job is I get to meet different customer(s) almost every time. I am obviously a people person so listening to people's story and their thoughts really enlighten my mood. People are human library- talk to them and you'll find amusing stories and lessons. 

The highlight of the week is actually what I listened in one of my classes. It really left me in awe. In that class, we learn about testing and assessment and we came to this topic; measurement. In our life we agree on measurement that has been set for a long time ago ; kilometer, meter, centimeter. We agree that 1 meter long is what's on the ruler. We agree that 1 kilometer distance is what's measured. We agree that gold is valuable. We agree that getting A in exam is equal to smart. 

Without realising, we really are obsessed with measurement.

"Because our souls remember that we too are being measured. We believe in rewards and punishments. We believe in the creation of heaven and hell. That's why we always strive for the best to get the best measurement; the jannah"


No matter how far we go, no matter what course we take, no matter what we do, there is always room for us to relate all those things back to the Creator, Allah Almighty. It's just whether you choose to see or you choose not to.

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