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بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم When seeing movies or reading about soldiers and fighters who fight with undisputed sincerity for religion and nation, I always wonder where did the spirit come from. Reading the stories is just like reading a story of crazy people who willing to suffer for others comfort, to be hungry for others satiation, and to stay awake for others to sleep peacefully. This is absolutely not normal.  Nobody wants to be in pain because it is painful. Our body spontaneously withdraws itself when it touches pain stimulus. There is no reason to be hungry for nothing. It is just nonsense, everything they did. However, I completely believe, the desire and willing to be 'insane', are located deep inside everyone's soul. It just needs the reason. Mankind history has perpicuously shown us the emergence of this generation. And they are present everywhere in every period. To be like them is very hard yet possible. We need to stop indulging ourselves, and to

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم This is not fair. My family is having family day in Malacca and I am here thousand kilometers away in Africa seeing their pictures and videos. Hmmm.

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم Being a fighter, I believe, is a dream of everyone named man. The natural instinct within men's soul makes them always want to be heroes for their love. It lies deep inside the heart and remains dormant until being activated by something or someone. This very unique trait of a man comes with many responsibilities upon their shoulders. In addition to ego, it is very normal to see a guy feeling envious to see his peer being better than him in a particular thing. It is undoubtly not easy to activate it, but when the right time, reason and person come inevitably it will be activated. Once it happens, a totally different person is seen. I have seen a lot kind of heroes who were formerly among groups of people spending their time for nothing clear or absolute. After the dormant phase comes to its end, they transform into superman. Hearing and reading the story of great fighters really amuse me. They were also mediocre persons just like everyone else before

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم The process never stops, the process of getting know people around us particularly the mutarabbi . The commitments they give and the enthusiasm shown should not be the reason to overlook problems they might bear. Regardless the mustawa , everybody has the remnants of jahiliyyah  that sometimes appear in hard times. As the results and numbers are increasing, we always tend to forget the very basic thing we were always doing during hard times. Qadaya , mu'ayasyah , personal talks and heart-to-heart conversations. It really matters. If this initially small problem is not managed early before it becomes more serious, it might be in a malignant stage where the damage has been done. The seriousness of doing tarbiyyah needs to be engraved in the soul so as the usrah would not be just a once-per-week session. Let's do it and pray for the best.

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم Going to hospital as a patient might be the last choice for me. Maybe it is not a culture in my family to see a doctor, because we have our mom! Or maybe due to the system that more or less causes troublesome for patients to meet doctors. Home rest with good food is a much better alternative. However, last week was an excepted case. Despite seeing a doctor in outpatient clinic is an extremely rare for me, I had an operation under general anesthesia. The 2 hour minimally invasive operation had weakened my whole body from the effect of general anesthesia. Right after waking up from the operation, the whole body seemed to be partially paralyzed, and some difficulty in breathing. I needed to communicate and ask for oxygen mask in Arabic. Haha. What a mess. Then followed by a night in a ward in Department 30 Manial Hospital of Kasr ElAiny. Being with Egyptians was very amusing. They were very helpful and entertaining. Everyone wanted to share their foods