Jongkang-Jongket aka. Kehidupan

Assalamualaikum dear readers,

Do you know what is this? Malays called it jongkang-jongket or the see-saw in English.

Have you played it before? Do you enjoyed it?

During which situation do you enjoy it the most?

Is it when you are the higher position? Or when you are at the bottom?

Let's think ... and imagine .....

Being up there .....

It is so breezy .....

We can look far .....

Yes! I like it when I was at the top.

Now, do you agree with me if I said that the see saw is similar to our life?

At times we are at the top, the other time we are at the bottom.

You may say, "No, I am always at the top. I am the big boss. How can I be at the bottom?".

You may say, "All the others are looking high upon me. I cannot be at the bottom".

What is your judgement for being at the top?

Is it the post you are holding?

Be it the class monitor, school prefect, teachers, headmaster, managers, CEO etc.

Is this your measuring yard for being the top.

It is very subjective.

It depends on how you look at things.

To me,

To be at the top is when my heart fills with serenity

When I am not miserable

Be it at work or at home.

But how do we stay to be at the top?

For, there are times when we are so down under ..

with problems

At home or at work

What do we do to find

serenity, solace and peace in this piece of life????

Do you have an answer for this???

The answer is:

ٱلَّذِينَ ءَامَنُواْ وَتَطۡمَٮِٕنُّ قُلُوبُهُم بِذِكۡرِ ٱللَّهِ‌ۗ أَلَا بِذِڪۡرِ ٱللَّهِ تَطۡمَٮِٕنُّ ٱلۡقُلُوبُ

28:سُوۡرَةُ الرّعد

Who have believed and whose hearts have rest in the remembrance of Allah. Verily in the remembrance of Allah do hearts find rest!

Orang-orang yang beriman dan tenang tenteram hati mereka dengan "zikrullah". Ketahuilah dengan "zikrullah" itu, tenang tenteramlah hati manusia.

Try this!

This is the best remedy of all.

No point crying your lungs out.

For the peace and serenity is only with ZIKRULLAH.

p.s: If it works on me, it will work on you too.

wassalam.

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