Project 365

Welcome! This is my own 365 project of creating at least one post per day about the stuff that I learnt, achieved, and found, the stuff that made me happy, or the new thing I did every single day.

The project was started on 21 February 2010. It has stopped for few times but I am determined to continue!

This project is dedicated to myself. I want to feel grateful for every single thing I have. I want to be thankful for my own life. I just want to feel that I have enough.

Category: Quote

The Unseen

Everything you see has its roots in the unseen world.
The forms may change, yet the essence remains the same.
Every wonderful sight will vanish, every sweet word will fade,
But do not be disheartened,
The Source they come from is eternal, growing,
Branching out, giving new life and new joy.
Why do you weep?
The Source is within you
And this whole world is springing up from it

— Jalal ad-Din Rumi

The thing I love about Rumi’s poems is the different interpretation and meaning that can be made on each of them.

This is one of the many examples. My first glance of this poem was this: it talks about the world we live in now (which is temporary and is therefore will vanish) and the afterlife, which is the eternal and unseen world.

After reading it over and over again, I can also say that the poem is a simple reminder that joy is not always there. It will vanish and fade into different forms that we may not like. Sorrow is unavoidable. But we shouldn’t be weeping for the vanishing joy, because it will eventually come again, giving new life and joy.

The third interpretation may well be about the death of a person. Each of us comes from one eternal Source, i.e. Allah SWT. Knowing that He is within us (i.e. we spend our time to be devoted to Him), we shouldn’t be weeping about someone’s death right? Because whoever dies will come back to the one and only Source.

Perhaps you have another interpretation? I’d love to know! 🙂

The Place

My heart will never seek another heart,
Or smell another flower, knowing you.
Your love has made heart’s field a desert waste;
No love other than yours grows in that place

— Jalal ad-Din Rumi

Such a powerful and beautiful poem that describes about Rumi’s love of the Divine. I wonder if such love exists between human beings? 🙂

Oh Soul…

Oh soul,
you worry too much.
You have seen your own strength.
You have seen your own beauty.
You have seen your golden wings.

Of anything less,
why do you worry?
You are in truth
the soul, of the soul, of the soul.

— Jalal ad-Din Rumi

Your Love

Your love lifts my soul from the body to the sky.
And you lift me up out of the two worlds.
I want your sun to reach my raindrops,
So your heat can raise
my soul upward like a cloud.

— Jalal ad-Din Rumi

One of the most beautiful poems of Rumi.

#Egypt Best Tweets

The BEST thing about Twitter is that, you can get so much information that is not published in the media. You can follow the events as if you’re there! And that’s what I like and that’s I’m doing right now. I’ve been following Egyptian activists and journalists for the latest news about Egypt. I’m going to put some of these tweets that are worth mentioning (warning: only recent tweets are published here as I didn’t save those that were published last week).

This is my favorite tweet by an Egyptian journalist, Nadia El-Awady:

Your worst day living in a democracy is better than your best day living under a dictator.

She also wrote about losing her camera: (I concatenate multiple tweets here)

I did not cry or cringe when I was tear gassed and shot at by Egyptian police. I did not cry when I saw dozens injured, unconscious or dead emerge from the front lines of fighting with Mubarak police or civilian thugs. I cried when my camera was broken by Mubarak thugs. My camera was my weapon in this revolt. It was the tool that created a role for me. Today, I leave home without my camera. I will not be able to afford a new one for a long time. But I will not be intimidated to stop reporting. I am equipped with two phone batteries and will tweet as long as I have internet. I will continue to give eye witness accounts to international, regional, and local media of what is happening on the ground. And I will resort to old school journalism. I will WRITE. I will write what I witness. I will continue to play my role as a reporter as long as there is still breath within me. My tools are changing but my role remains.

Sarah Abdallah, an activist, posted these tweets:

"We will never be slaves again. We will have our freedom." ~ Slogan being chanted by 2 million protesters in Tahrir Square.

There is no greater power than the unity of a people standing together against oppression.

Another Egyptian activist, Alaa Abd El Fattah, who is the son of Ahmed Seif (a human rights defender & activist who was prisoned and tortured for 7 years in 1983), was in Tahrir Square on 2  February, when Mubarak thugs attacked the peaceful pro-democracy protesters. These protesters tried so hard to protect and safeguard the square from being occupied by the thugs. The battle took at least 15 hours, day and night. He tweeted:

The battle of the [6 October] Bridge is won, at a great cost, at least one more martyr [was lost]. Army was deployed after fact shooting in air. I can’t believe the bravery and determination of revolutionaries. I abandoned the post thinking this was impossible to win. It required rushing en mass under barrage of fire from above and in face of live ammo. The sad truth is no politician in this country is worthy of the support of these heroes. At some stage, I found an elderly university professor throwing rocks next to me, I had to drag him away by force. One of the doctors giving medical aid to protesters broke down and cried while giving report to AlJazeera Arabic. This is how bloody it was.

Last but not least, Wael Ghonim, the admin of We Are All Khaled Said Facebook Page which drove many people to the streets on 25 January, tweeted:

Dear Egyptians, failure is not an option.

Freedom is a bless that deserves fighting for it.

Indeed.

Life and Death

This place is a dream, only a sleeper considers it real. Then death comes like dawn, and you wake up laughing at what you thought was your grief.

— Jalal ad-Din Rumi

Tweets of Al Jazeera’s Journalist

A lot of interesting things post on Twitter. But one that I remember the most is these tweets by Dan Nolan, one of Al Jazeera’s correspondent.

The faces of the guys defending square last night are images I’ll never forget. Freedom really is a struggle people, don’t ever forget that!!

My life was pretty much in hands of those protestors defending the square last night. If pro-Mubarak thugs found me inside, well u know…

Struggle for freedom is etched in their faces. Last night u could also see fear – maybe the taste of freedom on Tuesday is all they’re gonna get?

Protestors with me were pharmacists, lecturers & students – nicest people you’d ever meet. One cried because I had to see his nation like this.

Be Occupied

Be occupied, then, with what you really value and let the thief take something else.

— Jalal ad-Din Rumi

Surrender.

Don’t pretend to know something you haven’t experienced…
Very little grows on jagged rock.
Be ground.
Be crumbled, so wildflowers come up where you are.
You’ve been stony for too many years.
Try something different.
Surrender.

— Jalal ad-Din Rumi

One of My Motivations

Best of luck with your thesis Amalia!!! I know how stressful it is but I managed to get through (juuuust thou lol). So can you!!!
Don’t forget that you have no choice but finish on time coz my Maid of Honour cannot be replaced 😉

— Mayu