Today my mobile phone was on a roll! Never in the time of my mobile phone subscription had my mobile phone ever rung that many times. And it was not just calls.....there were messages too! At first I felt rather popular and wanted (ok, I need attention, so sue me) but after a while it just got rather irritating and I almost lost it when my mobile phone told me for the 100th time that my the driver of the black BMW should report to the lobby now (my sms ringtone, btw).

My emails then got onto the act too. All three emails accounts! They just went crazy! And all the emails demanded quick responses. Every medium of communication was ganging up on me. Except my darling blog. I love you blog.

Went coffee-ing with Caleb today and had to settle for coffeebean instead of starbucks because I couldn't find starbucks. Had to settle, I guess. We chatted for a while and then went home. And I think I could possibly be a motivational speaker. Haha.

Oh well. here comes tomorrow, and I don't think its gonna be very nice either. But I'm gonna put on a big smile and meet it head on!

:)

Its the eve of my birthday today, according to the Hijri (Muslim) Calender apparently. Yay.

The last few days has been a complete blur despite the fact that I've been trying to slow down the pace at which things are happening or need to happen. Sometimes I wonder why that is so. Am I afraid that there is too little time so I have to stretch the time I already have to achieve as much as I want to in life? Am I just a workaholic who just needs to be kept busy? I don't know, really.

The truth is, I like the things I do. I like organising things. I like mentoring youth. I like being part of important discussions in focus groups. I like taking part in community activities. I like writing. I like dwelling more into religion. Perhaps I like too many things. But is that wrong? Why limit myself to just a few things when life has so much to offer?

Don't get me wrong. I don't resent my life now. I really love it. But I think I need to learn how to take a break once in a while like I used to last time where I would take a good book to a Starbucks and read chapter after chapter oblivious of the world around me. Or take a long walk somewhere secluded while listening to music.

Anyway, according to the Islamic Calender, I'm a year older today. May God always keep me in the cooling shadow of Aqa Moula (TUS), who is my guide, my light, my source of strength and inspiration, my role model, my protector and my source of comfort. Moula, please hold my hand, always.

I need a break. I really really need time to myself. Despite the hints I drop everywhere, nobody seems to figure this out. I am continually being presented with more and more opportunities for interaction, more and more being forced to think about my future and more and more being bombarded with guilt trips.

I just need some 'me' time. I don't ask for these moments much. When I do could I have them please? Please?

Argh!

And so the day that I had been dreading for a long long time finally arrived. While I dreaded it, I knew it must come. Yesterday was the day the sec 4 cadets of Montfort NCDCC unit, the pioneer batch of NCDCC cadets, ended their term of service as NCDCC cadets with a R.O.D. ceremony.

Ever since I started the training the SNCO-designates (student leaders of the unit) to prepare them for the leadership roles they would play in the unit, I knew that one day, they would step down and say their goodbyes and carry on with their lives, armed with a range of new life skills. It was a normal process of life and the ROD ceremony, while a farewell ceremony, also marks their success.

The day before the ceremony, we had an overnight camp for all sec 4 cadets. It started at around 6pm. Before that I met Caleb (our CSM) and Jonathan (our ASM) for lunch. We reached school at around 5pm. We started off with dinner, followed by sharing sessions and a very fun and exciting war game. While absolutely exhausting, the war game was just absolutely fun! We played around for a while and then the war game just degenerated into a 'saboh' session where even the officers were not spared! Cpt Pang's fun streak became quite apparent. We then washed up and I had a sharing session with just the SNCOs. It was kind of like a final big debrief of their last one year. They shared with me what they felt were their accomplishments, their regrets, what they hoped for the future and their hopes for the unit. The rest of the sec fours joined up with us later and the sharing continued. Finally, we got too hungry and some of them headed fr the 7-eleven for some food and Cpt Pang, Caleb, Johnathan, Kang Hao and myself headed to the roti prata shop to have a midnight snack. When we came back, it was around 3am. After a bit more chatting exhaustion overcame us, or at least Mr Pang and myself and we went to sleep, after talking a lot more.

After waking up, we got ready for the day. There was an indoor ceremony in the AVA theatrette. I was called up by the emcee to give the first speech. I was contemplating what I would say because I never seem to be able to say everything I want when I give speeches. So I did better. I made sure I said everything I wanted to say to the sec 4s the night before. In the speech, I paid tribute to the sec 4s who were not SNCOs but made significant contributions to the unit. Then I turned my attention to the SNCOs. I had no idea how I managed to talk about them without tearing. I almost did. Cpt Pang and Major Howard then gave speeches after which the certificates and awards were given out. I was to give the plaques to the SNCOs. As every SNCO came to receive his plaque, I shook their hand and told them how proud I was of each of them. The Best Unit Cadet and SCDF-NCDCC Pinnacle Badge awards were given to Caleb. I was so proud of him. Thinking of what he was like when I was first posted to the unit and how much he had grown and matured into an aspiring young leader, I must say that cadets like him
give volunteers like me the motivation to keep doing what we do. Then a video was played which traced the journey of the sec 4 cadets from the time they entered NCDCC till now. It was prepared by the Sec 3s with a little help from me. I chose two songs, Graduation by Vitamin C followed Long Goodbye by RonanKeating to be played in accompaniment to the video. I must say the songs made the whole video rather emotional.

Then all the 5 SNCOs came up to give a speech. Caleb's speech was rather emotional and he was tearing up all the way. He spoke about his experiences in NCDCC and left some advice for his successors. He thanked me in his speech for inspiring him to become a better leader. I may not remember the words exactly but the sentiments are still clear and vivid in my mind. Johnathan than spoke about what NCDCC meant to him followed by Pradeep, Shi Jing and Kang Hao. I was really impressed by Shi Jing as he stood up there speaking. Like Caleb, he had really come very far to become a really amazing individual.

We ended the indoor session with a photo taking session. In the informal photo, I decided to be really informal and sit in the middle with my cadets.

Finally, the ROD parade segment. The parade stood at attention and the OC Unit, Cpt Kevin Pang accepted the salute. The NCDCC Song was played and the NCDCC pledge was recited. Then came a truly emotional part. All the officers went onto the parade square and shook hands with all the secondary 4 cadets. When I came to Nathaeneal, he asked me for a hug. :) He is another cadet I am proud of. Instead of taking the easy way out, he decided to persevere and even made to the GOH contingent for Founders' Day this year.

The final part of the parade was when WO Caleb Castro handed back his symbol of Authority as CSM, the wooden pace stick, to the OC unit. He then asked for permission for the parade to be dismissed and the sec fours to ROD. He gave the 'bersurai' command and when they left their ranks, the sec 4s threw their berets into the air to signify their successful completion of the NCDCC programme.

What happened after that was a complete blur. I was really tired and I had to get ready for a meeting of the Youth Organising Committee of the Asean Youth Festival. I do remember the sec 4s coming to talk to me and I do remember talking with Mr Pang about our Sec 3s. Beyond that is a blur.

When I finally reached home after the meeting, I fell asleep. After I woke up, the exhaustion mostly gone, I was just overcome with a feeling of sadness. Sure, it was a happy occasion to see our sec 4 boys grown up becoming young men. But I had already started to miss them terribly. I started to get quite upset and unfortunately, mum and dad saw me in this state. They were really concerned and almost wanted to cancel their dinner appointment if I didn't tell them what was wrong. I finally had to tell them and mum was like "Yeah you will be sad for a while but eventually you'll be just proud of them." Dad said (joking of course) that he wouldn't know what I'd do if I had a daughter and had to give her away on her wedding. (ha.ha.) Mr pang also sent me some supportive SMSes.

I pray to God that he protects my cadets on their journey in life henceforth and that no matter what challenges lie ahead, they would be able to overcome it and be successful in life.

Guys, I'm really really going to miss you.

Post-script
I remember writing in one of my earlier posts long ago that I was afraid that I wouldn't leave any lasting legacy in the world before I died. Its not my name that I want to leave behind. I just wanted to make sure that I was part of something that helps to make the world a better place. Now, I think that I don't hove to worry. I think I'm part of that something now. And I don't ever want to stop.

Last Saturday (2 days ago), I was part of a sharing session where we had to introduce ourselves and then talk about a picture we had selected earlier. We were supposed to describe what struck us about that picture and how we feel that picture represents us.

I selected a picture of people jumping off the "flying fox", i.e. zipline. I said that the picture struck me because it represented to me an aspect of training students. When a participant first comes to the top of the eight storey structure from which he has to jump off and goes to the edge, he will feel afraid of jumping off.

Thus the instructor's role is to not only ensure safety of the participant, but to also assure the participant that he is safe and to give him the confidence that he can do this. So the duties are three fold of the instructor: To ensure the participant's safety, to bring down the fear level of the participant by showing him the safety measures that have been taken and to increase his confidence level so that he will make the jump of the structure and zipline all the way to the other side.

Similarly, when giving a student the opportunity to exercise leadership, he may be afraid at first. He may feel that he is not yet capable enough to do what has been assigned to him. Thus it is the facilitator's job to remove the barrier of fear for this big step. The facilitator has to ensure the student has been equipped with the necessary skills before hand. He has to up the student's confidence while bringing down his fear by motivating and encouraging him.

I'll use an example from the NCDCC context. If you make a cadet the platoon i/c for the first time, the officer should not scream at him for every mistake he makes. He should encourage him and motivate him while correcting his mistakes. This would build up the cadet's confidence and he will not be closed to learning from his mistakes as he would feel that he is in an environment which encourages him to learn from his mistakes. Once his initial confidence is built up, the cadet can be given more opportunities in leadership and will be able to enjoy the learning process and benefit greatly from it. Of course once he is comfortable in his leadership role, more challenges should be given to him to expand his potential.

We can never completely prepare a student for the challenges of assuming a leadership role. Just like we can never prepare a participant well enough and tell him/her what to expect as he/she slides down the zipline. They would have to experience it first hand. Similarly, when given the opportunity, students will have to experience what being a leader is first hand. We can never fully prepare them. And most importantly, we need to know as facilitators when to let go so that the student is truly uninhibited to explore his full potential.

Goodness! The last few days have really been a blur. I thought I would have some time to relax once the exams were over but its seems that the engine is still chugging on as the coal is still burning. Exams ended on a happy note on Tuesday (which exams don't end on a happy not?) and I went home and did some scheduled slacking. Yes, you read it right. Scheduled slacking. That happy moment didn't last for very long. The next day I was back at work at HQ NCDCC where some heavy duty stuff was done. I was supposed to have watched "Iron Man" at night but somebody cancelled out on me at the last minute. Boo! Yesterday was spent typing out many many official sounding email to many official sounding people. Today the morning was spent at HQ again and the afternoon was spent at Pulau Ubin. Yes. CCK to Changi. I do a lot of travelling. From the west to the east. I'm a jet-setter, I tell you. My life is glamorous. I live in denial.

Tomorrow, my dear readers, I will be having a meeting in the morning followed by tuition in the afternoon. At night, If I'm not wrong, there will be a wedding party I'm supposed to attend I think. The next day, tuition in the morning, bbq in the afternoon and year 2 reunion party at night! Finally some fun!!!!!!!!!

I am soooo gonna watch Iron Man next week. Yes, I am! Wipe that smirk off your face you!

I was watching episodes from season one of The West Wing. It's one of my favourite shows! I'm telling you if I had a choice of choosing any job in the world I like, I would like to be the President of The United States of America. He like gets to deal with so many world issues and the decisions he makes can really make a difference in the lives of people all over the world. Plus flying on Air Force One is cool! :) Too bad I'm not a natural born American citizen.

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So Cool!

Yesterday before the Metabolism and Regulation exam, I freaked out. I didn't bring along my secret weapon: chocolate. Fortunately I have a friend like Xian Keng aka Ferdinand who brought extra Mars Bars to uni that day. He offered me one. I was so touched. A friend in need is a friend indeed. :)

Exams start tomorrow. yay. They end on Tuesday. Yay!!!!!

Tomorrow is metabolism. The subject is powerfully boring. It lists out each and every metabolic process that happens in the body. And we need to know all of it! All! Including enzymes, co factors, and by products! ARGH!

Ribonucleotide reductase........converts ribonucleotides to deoxyribonucleotides........wait, is that right? I think so. Whats carbomyl phosphate? Crabomyl phosphate synthase II makes it right? RIGHT? ARGH!

Study study study. Now now now!

I end this day feeling super hyper. Drank four cups of chai today. 4 cups of chai!!!! Wheeeeeeeeee!

When I brought in my fourth cup into the mc room, Junwen was like, "What! Again?"

I used to drink lots of coffee when I was in JC but kicked the habit when I got overly dependent on it. Now my obsession with chai begins.

Tea, simply nothing like it.

The life of a university student during examinations......sigh.

7am: Wake up, brush teeth, wash up, pray, have breakfast, read the paper, drag sleepy self around the house...
8.30am: Get books together to study. Get totally motivated seeing the books. Watch some TV, you earned a break after motivating yourself.
9.30am: Go back to the books. Make a page of hand-written notes. Check your email ten times, someone important might send you one. Facebook.
10.30am: Back to the books, hit a difficult concept, walk around the house to try to internalize the concept. Watch tv to help your brain internalize the concept as it relaxes. SMS a few people.
11.30am: Find out whats for lunch and whether or not its worth looking forward to. Get back to the books. Throw away that difficult concept. Surely it wouldn't be tested for the exams. Right?
12.30pm. Although not hungry, eat lunch anyway.

Haha. Yes, and that leaves us with guilty pangs, right guys?

Well, thankfully, my day is slightly more productive. Slightly. Got the photos around my desk rearranged to add some new ones. My desk is a mess. Have a look at it for yourself:


Cool yeah?

Back to the books......sigh. Glycolysis, lipid biosynthesis, TCA cycle....... :(

Yesterday the cadets of Montfort NCDCC did the school proud, did NCDCC proud and did me proud by performing beyond the highest expectations to execute a perfect parade as Guard of Honour for Montfort School's founder's day.

For almost four months, these cadets have been waking up early in the morning to undergo very taxing training, but they never complained, they just kept pushing on to ensure that they give nothing less than their best. They worked hard so that they would realise their final goal.

I hardly slept on Friday night and finally gave on sleep around 4 am and went to get ready. had a really slow breakfast while reading LKY's memoirs. Then jumped on a bus to Montfort. The cadets got ready and drew their guns and did a final rehearsal. Then it was time for the pep-talk. Cpt Pang and myself spoke to the cadets about how much they had worked towards this and that now this was the moment that would bring fruition to their efforts. I almost choked up with tears at this moment. We then asked the cadets to take positions and they performed the wonderful parade.

After that was a photo taking session with the cadets and I spoke with the parents to thank them for their support. After that it was over.

I got the sec 4s in the room and spoke to them about their coming O levels and how they have to put aside their CCA and work towards a good L1R5. It was their final NCDCC session. After the exams when they come back on the 17th, it would already be their POP ceremony. When I was speaking to them about winding down from their CCA, I could almost feel the pain in them around the room. Especially from Caleb who was sitting right beside me. These people are the pioneers of the unit. They've already spent more than 3 years together building up the unit, going through good and bad times together. And the next time they would meet in uniform for pop, it would be over.

The unit's success doing this GOH means one thing, that despite being a young unit, the unit is strong just like other NCDCC units around Singapore. NCDCC's aim to become a Choice UG is gaining momentum and people know that when they see a NCDCC cadet, they will see leadership, a responsible citizen and somebody who knows basic civil defence skills which could one day save a life. I'm honoured to be part of this. To be part of an organisation which believes in building the character of the younger generation and ensuring that our cadets will be equipped with leadership skills that are not necessarily learnt in the classroom.

The sec 4s invited me to go K-box (is that how its spelt?) after the GOH was over. I declined. Not only did I need to study but I needed to re-charge for things to come.

The cadets have done us proud. The parade is over. Yet the spirit lingers. How does one cope with such wonderful memories knowing that it is now over? How does one move on even higher after spending so much of himself to achieve a new high? I think of what I was telling Sarah Cheng after production was over. I would move on to other things, even better things but once in a while, when all is quiet, I would smile quietly to myself remembering how wonderful i felt training the cadets and watching them grow from boys to men.

Pictures of the event can be found on the Montfort NCDCC Blog http://1st-in-last-out.blogspot.com. Links to more photos would be added later.

Leave a tag. :)

The peak is now in sight. Tomorrow, my dear cadets, we'll be at the peak, we'll conquer the mountain and we'll be on the top of the world.

Have a good rest!

I was looking through a scrapbook that I had made when I had just graduated from Victoria School. I became a bit overwhelmed with emotion. Even though I have stopped going back to VS for volunteer activities for more than 3 years, I don't think I have ever completely let go of that place. But I guess the emotions I felt had nothing to do with VS as it is now. I studied in the old school, for me the Victorian Spirit emanated from each brick in the Geyalng Bahru campus. I miss the atmosphere, my friends, my experiences, many of which have made me the person I am today. I miss, hanging out in the prefects room, studying late into the night in the small study tables that were in the most deserted parts of the school, the ghost stories, the numerous camps, everything, just everything. I miss my friends from the prefectorial board and the fun we all had together. Wow.

I'm definitely not good at saying goodbye. I never have been. I suppose that's why I'm such a sentimental fool. (A SNAG-sensitive new age guy-my friends call me....lol) That's probably why I can never fully let go of anything.

Very soon my sec 4 cadets will be saying their own goodbyes. This Saturday, the GOH, will mark the end of their service as SNCOs in NCDCC. The next time they come back to NCDCC, it'll be time for their POP. I'll miss all of them, I really will, especially my SNCOs. Wow, its difficult just typing this out. You never forget your first batch. I don't think I'll ever forget these guys.

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Tonight is the eve of Aqa Moula's (TUS) 97th Milad Mubarak (birthday). To mumineen all around the world, Mubarak Mubarak!. And whats more, we've received the good news that tomorrow, we will be able to see and hear Aqa Moula (TUS) because there is a live relay of his waaz mubarak (sermon). Tomorrow, we will be so blessed! Showers of barakat will drench us! Moula will pray for us and do dua for us.

I am so lucky to have Aqa Moula (TUS) in my life. I cannot imagine my life without him. Who would have guided me to become who I am today? Who would have been my role model? When things get tough, who would I remember that would come and help me? Who would have shown me the true faith and path towards God? Who would have shown me that faith and religion is nothing without love? Only you Moula, only you.

Moula tomorrow please pray for me. Please pray for my faith, for my studies, for my company, for success this coming Saturday morning, for my future. And with your dua mubarak, I know the world will be a better place, for everyone.

May Khuda ta'ala give Moula a long and healthy life ta-rozay Qiyamat. Ameen!

Milad Mubarak!

Last Saturday on the 19th of April, I was deeply honoured to be awarded the Special Service Award by Nanyang Junior College. I was given the award because my my past four years of service to the college. I was quite surprised to hear that I was going to receive this award when Mr Victor Tan told me about it. When I arrived at the college, Mr Tan escorted me to my seat which was in the VIP section. We did a bit of catching up and also met my fellow Nanyang Alumni Association ExCo members. Soon the event started. I was the first name to be announced with a citation and the vice-princiapl stood up to show me to the stage. I was so thankful to all of them for making me feel so welcome at NYJC. Indeed, I'll never regret my decision to have gone to that JC. Even after so many years I still feel so welcome. And I'll be going to facilitate at the NYJC Leadership Training Camp this year again! So exciting!

Met Major John today. He patiently listened to me and as usual, gave me new perspectives and very good advice. He told me that as a leader, I should not only be able to solve technical problems but also problems that start to affect me personally. That in a higher position, I should find better, more mature solutions to problems as I carry more responsibility. There were so many learning moments for me in that short session with him. :)

All the UGs at Montfort Sec have been working very hard to make this Saturday's Founder's Day a highly successful one and I'm confident that due to everyone's hard work, this founder's day could be our best one yet. Two more days....

So exhausted now but so much more work left to be done...

To my ncdcc cadets, check out my message to you guys on the Montfort ncdcc blog at http://1st-in-last-out.blogspot.com

:)

After the car ride (whew), I finally reached Montfort and changed into my uniform in time to get the cadets ready for the GOH rehearsal. It was a roller-coaster. Cpt Pang and myself were very thankful that Encik Firdaus, Encik Haramain and Lta Sameer were able to come down to Montfort yesterday to help with the final arrangements and formations for the GOH. I think in the end, everyone was more or less satisfied, some more than others. My cadets had to work with the new arrangements. It was pretty tough on them. I think the guns started getting to heavy for some of them but to their credit, they kept going. During the water break when I asked them how they felt, all of them screamed back "awesome, sir!". What great cadets! However, their drills still lacked a certain something that would differentiate good from fantastic. Encik haramain commented that the npcc cadets were marching with that certain something so we asked the ncdcc cadets to watch the npcc contingent march past. They were standing tall and straight with a lot of gusto. I've always maintained that if we can learn something good from someone else, we should go all out and learn it from them. It is illogical and stupid to state 'pride' as a reason for not learning something worthwhile from another group. After my cadets looked at the npcc contingent (and got a bit of shouting from me), they polished up their performance and improved significantly. Cpt Pang told me that the Principal, VPs and Mr Loh were impressed with the timing and drills after that. So were Encik Firdaus, Encik Haramain and Sameer.

I thought that we had been pretty tough on them already so after they had returned their water mist guns to the armoury, I sat down with the cadets for a light hearted session with them. We joked around and I used this oppotunity also to try and motivate them to accelerate and work hard towards Founder's day which is in 7 days. We held the sec 3s back after everybody else went home, to announce who will be going for the SNCO course and to prep them for what is to come. After that I walked toward the ncdcc room when I saw Shijing rushing into the room and I opened the door to find Shijing sitting down on the floor with blood dripping from his forehead. As the boy ran into the room, he tripped and banged with head against the door which resulted in a deep cut above his left eye. I applied pressure using my hand until somebody finally passed me some gauze. Cpt Pang in his calm manner got everything arranged to transport him to the nearest clinic. We waited until the doc finished stitching him up. Shijing was very brave about it :).

And I went back home, all tired but glad to have spent nother day with my cadets.

Human Relations group project was over last Thursday marking the end of this very interesting module. This module rally helps to analyse why people behave the way they do and it teaches us not to judge people because their behaviour and cognition are all due to their background, or socialization as sociologists tend to call it. Not forgetting the wonderful friends I made in the class and my super-duper group mates: Tong Wei (dragon lady), Joel (pork bun), chin soon (ok, i forgot your nickname), Jivan (the not so great) and of course myself (walawala). :) It was great working with you guys to analyse the social image of the Singapore Girl! (a great way to fly apparently).

Yesterday there was a metabolism test in the morning which despite my lack of mugging was easy to pull through. I'm honestly not sure how many marks I'll get for it but with some luck, I'll get some marks which I'll not be embarrassed to repeat to others. Haha.

After the test I did something I hadn't done in a long time, sit down with some of my friends from life sciences and had a Burger King lunch with them. Ok so it was only two of them but better than nothing right? Haha. Weizhen kept Anne and me in good humour with his many jokes and stories of his exploits with the French lady who wants to keep him for two years (lol....it's not what it sounds like....he's got a research opportunity under this french scientist at nus and he has to give a 2-year commitment).

After lunch I did my prayers and I drove (yes, I drive) to Montfort Secondary School. Many thanks to Biying who found out the shortest and most direct route for me to get there from NUS. I was listening to some Marsiya and Madeh (devotional hymns) on the way there and I was suddenly overwhelmed. I was thinking that every moment of my Life, Aqa Moula (tus) must be thinking about me and doing Dua for me and the rest of the mumineen in the world. What Have I been doing? After coming back from Ashara Mubaraka in Colombo, how have I changed my life? Have I followed any of Aqa Moula's farmaan? Have I made an effort to become a better mumin, a better human being? Have I made a conscious effort to ensure that I exemplify what being a mumin is all about? Have I gone out of my way to help anyone? Have I kept Moula in my thoughts everyday, every minute? Have I said my prayers five times a day, on time? Have I read the Quran-e-Majeed at least twice a day when I wake up and before I go to sleep? Do I make an effort to remember Imam Husain (AS) who sacrificed his life for the forgiveness of our sins everyday? Have I done my part to make this world a better place for all of God's creatures? Sadly, its for all these small things that make us a mumin, my answer is no. Sometimes i feel my faith slipping away from me faster than I can grasp it. But I know Moula is on my side. I know that everyday Moula is praying for my salvation here and for the hereafter. Whenever I look at Moula's photo sitting on my desk, I cannot help but think that here's a man who sacrifices everything for us, so that one day when we reach the presence of Imam-uz-Zaman, we will have nothing to fear, beacuse Moula will be there and he will tell the Imam: "Here is a mumin, he loved me, he loved the Imams, He wept for Imam Husain, he made a difference in this world. Oh Imam-uz-zaman, please bring him with you to falak-e-mohit." I'm going to make a consicious effort to be a better mumin from today and I know in Aqa Moula's cooling shadow, I will succeed.

Apparently I'm naggy..... Boy, did that hurt.