Coward...

I keep my blog slightly hidden from the public. I don't promote it because I consider it my safe place where my thoughts don't ruin my life. I only allow certain people to follow so that they don't turn me in if I happen to say something a bit extreme. That's makes me a coward. Especially in the modern days of this era.

I've been quiet for quite some time, but actually something's really been bothering me lately. It's all the talk about Hudud. Boom! There it is... He said it.. But wait, what's my stand.

Below is a status update I wanted to post on my Facebook page just now. But I was too chicken to do it. From this post, you'll know my stand.

The only reason people are afraid of Hudud is because they are not well-read, even if they are, they don't understand because they don't study it deep enough, and just take random people's word for it.. Do your research.. There's no reason to be hysterical over Hudud.. Asking celebrities about Hudud is about the most idiotic thing I've ever heard.. Let's ask them about nuclear science next, maybe ask for medical advice.. The point is, you're listening to the wrong people..

And there it is folks. I'm a Muslim. I believe in Allah. I believe that when Allah says that His laws are eternal, there shouldn't be a shred of doubt in my heart about it.

I've said it before, Islam does not change according to trend, but the trend should be shaped according to Islam.

Beans!

Hello Midgets!..
It's so weird that on the day I decided to finally open my blog, quite a number of people viewed it. I haven't posted a blog in months. It's mostly because I felt like I didn't want to share my thoughts with the world. I should remain reserved and keep my thoughts to myself. Not that people even read this blog. But I have so many things to say that could either get me in trouble. It sucks being in my position.

Anyway, I'll be going to Shah Alam tomorrow. My close friend is getting married. I'll be driving from Kuantan, which would take around 3 hours. And I'll be going alone. I expect to meet some of my mates back in school. But I don't intend to. I hate reunions. Well, not with with my ex-schoolmates at least. I didn't have a bad time in school, but I tend to think that I did. I don't know why. Maybe you feel that way too. Who knows. I do have fond memories of school. But I had a lot of disappointments too. I didn't like certain people. And I would want to meet them ever again.

Wow, it's nice to spill some beans after so long.