observe; stalker?

salam a'laikum.

doubt is the key to knowledge. ahah! tomorrow i'm going to submit my TOK essay!  currently editting the essay that had been haunting me since 3rd semester. insha-allah, tomorrow the whole class M09B will be uploading our essays in turnitin.com and on Monday, the day when everyone can sleep with their eyes close... the essay will be finalised and send to IBO. insha-allah. Dear Allah, please help us.

for this whole week, i think i didn't talk much. [eceh, poyo je]. i observed more. along the way to class, i saw people, specifically students; they were rushing to the Dewan Selera, were sending their laundries, girls with their handbags [i dont use handbag], guys some with no bag at all... simply held books in their hands. teachers; they sent their kids to Taska An-Nur, some of the kids were happy to see their friends and some cried may be it was because it was too early in the morning to be seperated from their beloved mothers.

in class, i am sitting at the end of the row. BELAKANG SEKALI. but i am enjoying my time there. i can do what ever i want without concerning about others observing my behaviour. why? hehehe... because i am the one who are observing my classmates. sort of like a stalker. they talked, they facebooking, they talked, they studying, they talked, they laughing, they talked, they bla bla bla... it is fun to observe people's behaviours. because people act naturally when they didn't know they are being observed.

ok, i saw a friend's laptop screen. his laptop's screen was showing a band that sings and plays guitars. then, i remembered my first guitar. at home. huh~~ before I asked for the guitar [yes, gedik tak mintak gitar??], i do know that guitar actually is not allowed in islam becaused it is a stringed instrument. but, when Yusuf Islam played it in his songs, i was like, 'ok lah. boleh je kot'. but now, i doubt. because i still did not find the solid reason why guitar can be played. [ye ke?]. 

hurm, i know. i'm a beginner. not even know how to play Do Re Mi chord. the only song that i know is the birthday song which i supposed to play it to someone special but i didn't, because of the doubt. actually, what am i talking about?

what i am trying to say is that,

when we like something, even it is forbid... we will work our best to find excuses in order to unforbid [ahah.. tak wujud kan?] the forbidden. it is simple actually, if Prophet Muhammad pbuh said NO, then it means NO. if Allah said NO, then it is a big No NO!! there are more things to be concern about rather than thinking about guitar. itu dunya!! so, now. the guitar is at home, alone, covered with dust, could be mummified. 

observing people actually served me a path to reflect myself. hurm...

i am a great stalker. the positive one la! insha-allah. i stalk others to make analysis about human behaviour [ahahha, poyo kot!]. in TOK, i learned that PEOPLE ACT DIFFERENTLY WHEN THEY ARE BEING OBSERVED. but do we ever realised that we are being observed all the time? hah??? by who? ah-Ha!!! Allah la.. but do we act differently all the time? hurm.... i also kinda pening thinking about this. well, it is theory of knowledge. 

sorry if this post is confusing. if it is, ignore. if it not, alhamdulillah... someone can understand. tabik spring toink toink!!! 

ok ma'assalamah.

The one who speaks to the others is speaking to oneself.