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Hi, my name is As. My full name is Assalamualaikum…

I’m feeling a little miserable at the moment…

But I guess…

What a boring life would it be without a little test?!

How forgetful as a servant would I be if He did not remind me of how much I always need Him… In joy and sorrow… There is He, to turn to…

This is life… sometimes, all the bad visits in abundance… little problems… sum up into a great test… but hey, Allah burdens not any soul beyond its capacity…  the greater the test, the stronger I am.. yay!

And never forget… blessings also come in abundance… I might be poor, homeless, a little ill... but I can still feed myself, I have friends’ home to take shelter, I’m breathing clean air, I have nice clothes to wear, I have many good friends by my side, I have a little brain that is still working… My, how countless is the blessing… and all in all, I have handful of love to give and to receive…

MashaAllah… It’s a beautiful life indeed…

A little encouragement… KIAMBANG IS AN OPTIMIST!!! WOOOT WOOOT!!!

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