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Chasing Heaven

I remember when I was still studying in UIA, Neelofa's name was here and there when the media kept covering issues about her. That was due to her winning of Dewi Remaja 2010/2011. Since then, I started following her career. 


Something about her that made me make one of my favourite idols, after DS Siti Nurhaliza. Well, I have a lot of other favourite artistes, but favourite idols, only a few. 


She embarked her journey in the entertainment industry as someone who was daring, brave and strong. She used to be associated with a lot of wild stories/gossips but they never change my mind not to keep loyal for being a fan of her. 


I knew it. I made the right decision. After so many years, I have been witnessing her transformation from the old Neelofa to the new Neelofa. A true fan can relate this. 


Yesterday, she again moved the world by posting a picture of herself wearing "niqab". Her journey to be a better muslimah is really inspiring. She's got it all, guys. She has been/done with so many things in the world. All that make her a very highly influential person today. I wish one day I can be as strong as her and be a better version of myself.


I agree that, someday, there will be a point in our life where we feel like, what else do we want from the world? Dunniya? We are all going to die and next, what will be our place in the afterlife? Heaven or hell? 


The world is the place for us to chase the heaven. What Neelofa has been showing, done all the way to all of her followers is just one thing: encouraging everyone to chase Jannah, the heaven. She's striving herself to be a better Muslimah because she wants the Jannah for her. And if anyone from her followers does.the same thing like hers, the benefits are not just for her, but for the doers themselves. Isn't that good for everyone? 


Let's pray that we can also become a better Muslim/Muslimah some day. We shouldn't stop learning. 






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