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NOCTURNAL. WAS.

I used to be a nocturnal especially when the final is getting nearer. Stayed up through out the night and slept after the morning had broken. Personally, I really like working at night especially when i was designing. Nighttime had always been a perfect time to get ideas gushing into my head. The darkness, as i gazed through the windows seemed to gimme some sort of inspiration. Seriously, i found it was so hard to work during the day. Apart from attending studios and tutorials, I couldn't really do much of my works when the sun is still shining, even though I was not sleeping.

" And We have made the night as a covering (through its darkness). And We have made the day for livelihood" (78: 10-11)
" He it is Who has appointed for you the night that you may rest therein, and the day to make things visible. Verily, in this are ayah for people who listen" (10:67)

However, reading through these verses again and again, i realize that, i need to change this part of me. Quran is a life manual. These verses are from my Creator who knows me best, so much better than i know myself. Therefore, I took last Ramadhan as a training season to change this bad habit of mine. Alhamdulillah, it was a really good session. Mr Ramadhan was really a great teacher! hee.. And now, I'm trying to keep it this way. Sleep at night and do my work during the day. and, the result is I find out that living by those verses makes me feel, Alhamdulillah, happier, more content and energetic. And to my surprise, ideas are still gushing into my head even though at point of time when the sun is brightly shining above my head, Subhanallah. How great is Allah! How silly and stupid i had been. Did i think not where those ideas inside my head come from??? Verily, it is His bounty. O' Allah, forgive me, a forgetful servant!

Comments

Pok Kam said…
Asalamualaikum,

Yes, that is a bad habit to have. It's good that you have got over it. I used to be like that. Burning up the midnight lamp late into the night. I only stopped when I realized I am getting natural eyes shadow, I mean, really dark eyes shadow with added bonus in the form of eye bags. :)

Good luck to your studies.
Zada said…
Aren't we all hehe.. I'm trying to change to, there so much you can do during the day than during the night..gdluck for your finals!!
Unknown said…
thank u guys... :)

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