Ana tidak tahu kenapa semakin hari semakin banyak nombor yang tidak ana kenali misscalled2 nombor ana,semakin ana biarkan semakin menjadi-jadi.. Boleh dikatakan hampir setiap hari pasti ada nombor yang tidak dikenali tertera di skrin telefon bimbit ana.. sekadar misscalled! Ada juga yang hantar message ingin berkenalan.. Apakah makna semua ini?
Sudah lama ana diamkan.. Tapi ana juga seorang manusia biasa,punya hati dan perasaan.. Terlalu banyak hati yang perlu ana jaga sehingga ana terlupa pada sekeping hati milik ana.. Kadang-kadang ana menangis, sebak.pilu.rimas.jemu.marah.geram.. semua perasaan bercampur aduk sehingga dalam tidak sedar setitik demi setitik air mata ana jatuh.. Duhai lelaki para khalifah Allah, apakah yang cuba kalian buktikan pada diri insan yang lemah ini?... Ana tidak punya apa.. Apa yang ana ada hanyalah sekeping hati dan sebuah HARGA DIRI... Tolonglah hormati ana, jika kalian tidak mahu menghormati ana sekalipun, tolonglah hormati Allah, Tuhan Yang Esa....
Ketahuilah,ana memerlukan seorang imam yang soleh yang mampu membimbing diri ana serta mendidik anak-anak ana... Sekali lagi ana merayu, tolong hormati ana.. tolong....
Mungkin ana kelihatan hina di hadapan mata kalian sehingga kalian tergamak mencalarkan sebuah kehormatan milik ana... Mungkin semua ini salah ana... Maafkanlah ana dan tolonglah duhai para lelaki, hormati ana.. Berikanlah ana secebis..cukuplah sekadar secebis ruang buat diri ana sendiri.... Kerana ana masih lagi seorang anak yang punya tanggungjawab terhadap ibu bapa ana, jangan biarkan ana hanyut dalam lautan dunia yang sementara ini.. Kerana seharusnya tugas kalian sebagai khalifah Allah adalah memastikan kami wanita terus berada pada jalan KEBENARAN.. bukan memesongkan kami ke arah LEMBAH KEHINAAN..
Ana benar-benar rasa terhina.
Zain Bhika-Heart of a Muslim
Looking up at the sky, searching for Allah most High
He rejected the way of worshipping Gods of clay
Prophet Ibrahim knew that Allah was near
And that the heart of a Muslim is sincere
Under the hot burning sun, he declared God is one
Though with stones on his chest, his Imaan would not rest
The Muadhin knew that right would conquer wrong
And the heart of a Muslim must be strong
It's the heart of a Muslim through the guidance of Islam
That makes you fair and kind and helpful to your fellow man
So living as a Muslim means that you must play a part
Allah looks not at how you look, but what is in your heart
In our poor meager state, little food on our plate
Mother said she was glad, always sharing what we had
When I asked how can we share what's not enough
She said the heart of a Muslims filled with love
He said its time you should know, you will learn as you grow
That some people around will do what's bad to bring you down
Father said to be a star that's shining bright
For the heart of a Muslim does what's right
So whatever you do, make sure your words are true
Honesty is the best, because life is a test
Even if it hurts so much you want to cry
For the heart of a Muslim does not lie
He rejected the way of worshipping Gods of clay
Prophet Ibrahim knew that Allah was near
And that the heart of a Muslim is sincere
Under the hot burning sun, he declared God is one
Though with stones on his chest, his Imaan would not rest
The Muadhin knew that right would conquer wrong
And the heart of a Muslim must be strong
It's the heart of a Muslim through the guidance of Islam
That makes you fair and kind and helpful to your fellow man
So living as a Muslim means that you must play a part
Allah looks not at how you look, but what is in your heart
In our poor meager state, little food on our plate
Mother said she was glad, always sharing what we had
When I asked how can we share what's not enough
She said the heart of a Muslims filled with love
He said its time you should know, you will learn as you grow
That some people around will do what's bad to bring you down
Father said to be a star that's shining bright
For the heart of a Muslim does what's right
So whatever you do, make sure your words are true
Honesty is the best, because life is a test
Even if it hurts so much you want to cry
For the heart of a Muslim does not lie
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