Salam to all dear readers.

Been quite awhile since Karim's last touch; longer than a while indeed.

Well, upon setting feet on a new place, the enthusiasm to write and to share; if not much, some valuable experiences with dear fellows sparks.

Here, at this alien planet which Karim just arrived a week ago, the bi'ah or the environment is -the perfect word couldn't be find but- beautiful, would account. People reciting everywhere in the mosque. People wearing jubbah. People giving Salam. All those and add up an immaculate view of the peaceful lake, type in Google and you'll find Karim's recent place.

Here, at Karim's new home, there are a few of those who God took away one of the precious human core, eyesight. They couldn't see the real three dimensional world but amazingly though, their passion towards Islam passes our's by a great deal. Imagine this, every single time the azaan is preached, you could see them there, at the mosque! Preparing for Salaah and reciting the holy Quran.

Written in Braille. Makes Karim wonder and ponder alone; they lost their ties with the real, but we, lost our ties with the reality. We can see the world but the truth behind it, blurrs before us. Karim felt the shame tickling sharply when Karim touched the unfortunate [or maybe more fortunate than us?] to help him to even move himself into the saff.

Well, enough babbling for today. The above acts as a reminder especially for Karim and all who wants to be reminded because nevertheless we are human, and human do make mistakes.

Define again: blindness