The Other - My Dreams

I write all my dreams here, to tell myself that I'm daring myself to dream again. I will write the reasons too, with God wills.

• I want to own digital camera that complete enough to capture beautiful scenery, portrait, event, and emotion.
• Travel around the world, to begin the tour will be Turkey - Europe - Palestine (Aqsa Mosque), and set foot in every soil in this world - of course Trans Siberia Route.
• Should I, (I should) start to collect all soils around the world, label and write their description. Then, if I can access a good laboratory to record its chemical and mineral characteristic, log it, and make it as my own log.
• I will use my pen name now, without any hesitation (Asal Turabiy) so I can remember my task to collect soil around the world.
• Come back again to Mecca and Madinah, not to visit but to perform pilgrimage again and again.  
• Understand the best knowledge is to experience with senses, physically, mentally and emotion - like what Dr. Rem said.
• Complete my education to the highest level.
• Share my possession (family, time, material gain, etc.) with those who are less fortunate. 
• Write and share with passion and love.
• Yeah, of course you, if God still allowing me to spare you.

Reasons:

• My dreams is to manifest that I believe and have faith.
• To glorify God, to speak only with His name, to feel with His beautiful attributes, to hear and see His creation
• To set the same journey that previous scholar have done.
• He is so Rich, the Richest of all, so I don't need to hesitate to ask.
• Yes, to bring you along, if and only if, God's not forbid.
• To be alive again, and again, and again.

 God please guide me, and grant my dreams. Amen.

  

The Other - Dream

I wonder when was the last time I dare to dream. It was long ago. There is one tradition in my culture; the title is Angan-angan Mat Jenin. This is the most sadist tradition that I ever recalled. The story is quite simple, one young man, Mat Jenin sett off his feet to go to work. He climbs coconut tree to pick up coconuts. While he is on the tree trunk, he starts to dream of his future; his bright future to be. The saddest part is he dies at the end of the story. He was drift with his day dreams, and forgets that he is on the coconut tree. He forgets to cling on, so he felt and die.   

I can’t recall when was the last time I’m brave enough to dream. To be sincere I don’t dream anymore, and to make things worst, I just don’t dare.

But I’m grateful that I have friends that keep their entire dream close to their heart. These kinds of friends are alive when ever I meet them, every time. I can see fire in their eyes. They make future happen in their head, mind and heart before it really happen.

I want to dream. I have all the reasons to dream. I want to see my future that is no limit. They say, we create our own story, don’t ever let others to take that from you.

I see you in my dreams. Don’t ever let me go. Guide me, whisper to my ears that this path is the path of truth. Strengthen my heart and faith. I don’t have anyone else.

Let me see the world. Let me write and capture the earth beauty. Let me see people and their live that are simple; yet promising. Let me tell stories. Let me dream again, and fulfill my dream.