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Ah my dearest companions, friends and such lovely sorts.
I had missed you all, and wish you all the sweetest of life's wonderful
secrets.

By the benevolence and sanctified kindness of the awliyahs,
of beloved Maulana and by the mercy of God.

I have finally begun my (freelancing mainly) career into voice acting.
And have successfully (so far) succeeded in relaying my voice to a
few commercials.

Petronas F1 'Back To Start' (McCann Erickson / Think Tank)

 

My Voice is in 1:35 onwards.

2017 Honda CR-V – Supremacy Returns (TVC)




And no i'm afraid that's not John Wick. Hohoho

Now, I'm actually planning on starting something with this.
I' will soon open up a youtube video and a soundcloud account to post more voice related works and articles.
Perhaps I shall read stories on youtube and showcase voiced anecdotes on soundcloud of which, I also welcome you. my dear reader. To share your thoughts and musings onto what I could do.

I' could even do comissions, even.
Imagine that.

It is never the end yet, my dear friends.
We will meet once more,
in this life or the next for sure.
Until then, Never forsake your hope.

My Soundcloud Account: soundcloud.com/user-495025465-…
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Sufi Jam

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Welcome Here Gentlemen and Ladies, Welcome to the Showdown, The Big Match, The Big Fight,

THE BIG SHOW
Here we have for your reading pleasure, The Long awaited and Wholly unknown Haiku (Denial) poem battle between

Quite some time ago, Me and a very good friend of mine, Brother Kamal had a random oft-inspired 'jam session' of poetry, just for fun, Though this is the entirety of it, know that it's STILL growing, So Feel free to check back ANYTIME You wish.. for now though..

:iconthorin111: :iconversusplz: :iconkamal-q:

SUFI JAMS

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How so very undeniably Quaint, It would seem another BirthYear (to quote a shaykh; supposedly a quarter to a century on my behalf) has come and gone on my behalf, and hopefully hoping here's to another set of those wonderful years, tucked and settled amidst a culinary feast of Emotional experiences and doting memorabilia.

So what have I been doing as of late, Dear Journal? Well, then perhaps it is time i have decided to share a little bit more.. At least much more than the jolly perspective the last journal round' hah!

So where to begin?

Ah, So our story begins a wonderful jolly good stretch of moons before, Prior to the fasting month, what a joy. The seasonal equivalence to our very own as to other noteworthy holidays to all others of their own creeds and credentials. It was a beautiful start to the blessed month, the night had just begun, the moon having outgrown the then futile cradle of the lunar cycle into the bright-shining eye it had always been, full of light, full of life, like a window of the heavens peering down cloaked in weaving threads of cloud and capes of twinkling stars. As if this very phenomenon was responsible, it was nonetheless a sideworthy sign to the ebbing and increasing sense of safety and security that has suddenly dawned (or in this case, dusked) upon the not so very sleepy town of Kuala Lumpur, like stars having fallen to the earth, homes and houses with windows abright and as if fueled by hard work and the sounds of endless chatter, believers of all prepare themselves for the upcoming month and it's pre-requisites, everyone preparing themselves mentally or physically rather, as they race to meet and enjoin with each other, feasting at their usuals or unusual rarities, savoring the meal before the next day declares and requires abstinence and self-restraint.

But think not these words harsh or hard nor cold, dear journal. Much rather, and not unlike it's predecessors, this year's ramadan was just as boldly riddled with magnanimous forms of gratitude and respite. Brothers and sisters of all, seeking solace in themselves 'from themselves', the many vices and vicegerents to their occults of shame having disappeared and instead replaced with a form of genuine empathy.

and perhaps sanity in some case. (hoho)

but i digress, Dear journal. This season's ramadan was a grand one, but although, like all of it's predecessors and i feel the same will go on until the very end, it is a season only celebrated in memory, like as if seeing to believe through the spectrum of a dream. Just like yesterday as if, it feels it just begun, yet earlier, it felt as if it had already ended.

It was a joyous time, and one of determined reluctance and esteemed sacrifice. but with sacrifice often comes a prestigious reward, in this case. it would seem an increase shift to thinking power. That's right, dear journal. Your Friend, Imran here actually got 'smarter' even if for a while. It would seem the fasting month brings upon a sharper sense of awareness, even proficiency. You'd feel like the good old days, when as a child you claimed you had two engines working in your brain. Good fun that..

Ah.. What else?.. (To Be continued)
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Ramadan Kareem

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Ramadan Indeed
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