The Essence Of a Life

The reality of life is a real life. Life will be more calm if we are in His Shade. In the arms of The Divine. Life will be more beautiful if spent with the people we love and we love. Feels warm when positioned between the smile of loved ones of the people around. Located in the embrace of a warm human conscience.Sometimes someone's life can feel foreign. As disposed to the outside world three-dimensional contents only a mirage of the world and the hustle bustle of the city chaotic and uncontrollable. That can make the noisy ear. Sometimes comes the desire to shut myself up because I don't want to fall into the abyss of the cruelty of the world. But every human being should continue to run as accompaniment each time that tinkled so fast. Sometimes like squeezing between the time tunnel and penetrate between the cracks of emptiness of the soul. But I realized that life can make any human being more mature. Experience teach it.Often spoken from the lips to the lips that life is a choice. Indeed life is an option. The choice between right and wrong, good and bad, in addition the choice to live or die.Life is indeed cruel. Very cruel. Pebbles and granules single dust mote can kill everyone slowly if not run carefully. Sometimes just shed a teardrop if feel always hurt by the samurai cruelty of the world. Can only cry interrupted space and time. Fixated on every movement the human. Groping in any dark nature. Life is a story in a novel. But the difference is we can't determine how it happened. Like a doll in a piece of the story that don't know the end of that story. Can only surrender to The Divine. And in reality, Life is to die.

Have you ever been alone and thought back to the past life that we have left behind??? judging by the instantaneous trip of life we've been through. How quickly the time passed and the wheel of life as if the spin rate. If we are the children of a carefree little ria fill our childhood, but today we have adulthood. A lot of things happened in our lives...bitter, sweet, joy and sorrow - everything finalize we and realize us that in this world is not a place to be happy every time, Allah come the EXAM to us in the form of pleasure rised difficulty. The faithful slaves will attack the exam with patience and tolerance. Life will continue to run until we ustadzah 1 is a blot in our lives called DEATH - arrangement life in the mortal world'. Too many people who have met death along our life's journey, in among that there are people who have filled sweet moments with us - father, mother, brother and mara, friends of friends, teachers and so on. They have gone appear Rabbul Izzati and we still live here, which in fact will be until eke our time later.