In the dorm room and half way through the book his eyes reached out to starry night beyond the window.
"Hmmmm, may be i shall be a successful singer! No no, a chef,"
His eyes sparkled as he thought to himself. A pen jumped from the table and dived into his palm. And lines of words began to march on a piece of white paper.
- Entertainment field
- Event management.
- Interior designer
It was bed time right after that and he bowed his head low and said softly,
"Lord, show me a sign of my career path."
That night he dreamed of incoherent images, but at the end of the dream a clear voice said,
It was dawn and he lives on, feeling satisfied to haste and saunter on the hidden, winding path, set by his Creator. Each time he strayed from the path, his heart went ee-oowww eee-ooow eee-ooow, just like the red bulge on Ultraman's outdated costume ringing "oi, change tactic la!" .. But each time he's nearer to the right path, his heart's wings grow more feathers with each step he took.
Quran 2:186 -- When my servants ask you about Me, I am always near. I answer their prayers when they pray to Me. The people shall respond to Me and believe in Me, in order to be guided.