Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Letter to Julia 20120411

n the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.

And I definitely don't want to tour. Hey, I've become old: I spent most of my life abroad, and now that I'm old, and am not renting anymore, I refuse to travel unless absolutely necessary. No, traveling for the sake of some corporate protocol and community is NOT necessary. Hey, I have to protect the knowledge given to me by Allah, and I don't want what I have learned to be warped by the materialistic opinions of some committee! What the hell?

No, the real reason I don't want to tour is that my parents are old, and I've become too old, and too lazy, to tour. I DON'T want to go to South America, or anywhere else, even though I've never been there. I just want to snuggle up with my sweetie in our beloved home, raise a family, and try to be happy for a change. InsyaAllah. They can come over here to exotic Perlis, and listen to my singing.

With Allah as my witness, they are already coming in trickles to observe how I serve Allah with music. The nature of water is truly complex: we all have seen how a trickle can turn into a stream into a river into a waterfall, by the Will of Allah. What I'm most concerned is with this flood of people, InsyaAllah, there will be those who sincerely seek guidance. So come and join us in Islam, oh sincere ones, so we may return to God as one faith. The imams and teachers here had better brush up on their English and foreign languages.

You, my beloved Julia, please come to my arms, join me in Islam, and embrace my love in marriage. I want to marry YOU my love, please come to me. And don't ever be of any help to the rejectors of faith.

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