ideas, rants & thoughts


Passiona strong feeling of enthusiasm or excitement for something or about doing something. The excitement that thrills the entire body causing us to do more create more and be more. Have you ever have a great passion towards something?

Have you ever nurture the hunt for doing something just because you were inspired by someone or something? Well I have, and recently it has been occurring quite a lot lately too. It wouldn’t say it is a coincidence but, the way I was shown is just amazing. MashaAllah, the way Allah guides us.


The idea here is to put our passion to the max and let it fuel our body with the ‘young people energy‘ that we have, and create a compound of amazing actions. This, however, is only up to the beholder to achieve. Everyone is capable, but not everyone is ‘doing‘. It’s bad enough that sometimes we just doze off or put off the flames that burn in our hearts; worse comes when we just give up ; this is wrong! We need to ignite the flame and push our hearts to do. We can’t just waste our youth. Yes, we are young; we make mistakes, but that’s the beauty of learning itself.
Don’t be too afraid, or too scared to try. Be brave,step up and run forward.

We have to strive and lead a better generation. If not now, then when? If not us, then who?

Don’t be lazy. We can; but not all the time. Grasp opportunities that come by and don;t throw it away.We are young, don’t waste it. We can change the world.

Be ambitious. Be curious. Be amazing.
Because that’s who we are.

-Mr.Ambitious, Vynson Kuan



Change pt.2

I was walking home as I tweeted on how fast a revert can connect to another revert; possibly because of the fact that they feel and understand each other deep inside. Yeah, it’s very cool and then I started thinking of the much changes I went through in after Islam. Below is true beauty.


After Islam, 

  • Things that were expensive before  become ultimately cheap. Keeping in mind that everything is just temporary makes it far less valuable. Addition to that, having Allah,The richest of the rich make it feel that worshipping him is far more valuable.
  • Knowing the fact that life may last only what, 5 years? 50 years? possibly 120 years old? But that is just very minimal if you see that in the grave, you will have to go through feel ten thousands of years. In the day of Judgement it 50,000 years and many more trials to come. May Allah ease our paths going through it.Thinking it by already makes me feel that everything right here, right now is just a speck of dust compared to the akhirah. 
  • Matters that reflect less last time became so much more valuable. Being a non-Muslim, friends are friends. You will find new ones by time, forgetting old ones. But in Islam, we accumulate friends and cherish the friendship ties with one another until whenever. That is why I love my friends so much.Until Jannah bros ! They All play important roles in life, just like how the Sahaba were to the Prophet.
  • The dispute which looks like nothing became something after Islam. Fights that I do not take much accord of became something I cling my life to solve. This is because little things can cause a great dispute in the Ummah. We are already breaking apart now, and it is less helpful if we keep on fighting and bicker over small things. That is why, I would like to apologise so much if I have ever cause dispute, disappoint, annoy, irritate or even scar you. Please do forgive me. I am here so that we may all go on and pass the trials easily and gather in Jannah. I know I am careless and sometimes just awful. Sorry.
  • If friends are such big matters, look at how Islam put a family in perspective. Families are our comrades, allies and most importantly our bestest of friends. Islam embraces family like no other and even that I am here as a revert, my bloodline and bond with my parents, I assure you will not decrease. My sisters; they are my princessy sisters in the palace in my heart. Don’t even get me started on my future spouse. Haha, no time for that yet. Until Jannah my family, InshaAllah. Amin.


Islam teaches us,
To focus on giving and not taking.
Sharing and reject fighting,
Helping and Smiling,
Not hating even for a while.

Money is a matter of least,
As it focusses on great peace,
From Haiti to Greece,
Making the heart warm and not to freeze.

I like too write poems to by the way.
May Allah grant us all Jannah.Amin

-Mr.Thankful, Vynson Kuan


Feeling that my past few posts mostly dive deep to the side of fear; I figured I would put this up and side it to hope.
Never have I thought much that, the one of the many Ummah’s hope rely on the youth. Its true we don’t produce men like Umar AlKhataab anymore; one who Shaytan runs in fear when he comes, how amazing. You see, Umar’s story inspires me so much and it conceals many thoughts to me in within. I remember once an old uncle told me,”Vynson, you are different, your way to Islam is like those of the Sahaba not like us, we were born.” Those words pushed my head to such which I would gladly put more towards the side of my dreams and towards religion. 
I am amazed, yes I am to see that, a person like Umar could melt with the words of the Quran. I am amazed to see that of which the harsh will dissolve towards the softness of Prophet Muhammad PBUH.

Can we be like them? Can our friendship last and compete with those of the Sahaba? -thougts that wander in my head

I am happy to be a part of the Muslim revert community which I gained much support and help from people all around. But I am happier to know that I am a part of the Muslim community now. Because you can literally ‘tumpang’ people you don’t even know to the mosque or you can stand in prayer shoulder-by-shoulder and still form a unity. These are stands that we must maintain, failure will cause a great fall.
We don’t want that now do we?
We are all special. Special in our own way. Utilise it to the best point. Sharpen it so others may feel the edge too.

-Mr. Ambitious, Vynson Kuan


Dear ummah,

Don’t you Muslims realised the point and the time the Ummah is at right now? Don’t you feel sad? Do you even have the slightest bit of iman in your heart to feel sad and be disappointed by the state of the ummah right now? Prophet Muhammad PBUH cried for us, he cried! And what are we doing now?

Imagine the sahaba to come at this time? They would fall and cry! Imagine Umar AlKhattab seeing these things and the condition of their ummah now ?!

..then which of the favours of your Loard will ye deny?
– Surahtul Ar Rahmaan

And that’s just Malaysia, haven’t yet to globally in America, UK. O Mankind, have you mankind forgotten this world is merely just a test? Have you given up upon your akhirah and Jannah? Allah gave us the gift of Islam, what are you going to do about it?

Be steadfast and change, if not fast  then slow, if not everyday then a few days. Don’t you get it? We need to start a move.

Internationally, we are getting bullied, we are being oppressed and hated.

Ya Allah, please Ya Allah guide us and show us upon the right way. Let us be able to adapt to modern day society and portray Islam rightfully. Ya Allah purifies our hearts and cleanse our souls Ya Allah. Strengthen our bonds Ya Allah so that Islam will not be oppressed, so that we will not be feared and we will not be hated. Let us be able to spread peace and love. We need the ummah to come together Ya Allah;

It is okay, right now is not the time we feel remorse and regret over the past we have done. Open a new book, a new chapter. Start anew. Yes I admit, we make mistakes, we sin so much astaghfirullah. But now is the time we turn back to Him and start changing from ourselves, slowly. We may fall, we may break but what solely matters is how far we get back and stand !

So dearest ummah, lets build back our ummah!



Ahhh..the age of question of love. The feelings are there, Allah created us that way;so that we may always portray and spread affection to all of mankind. I do admit, it is a beautiful feeling that sparkles each and every part of our soul and makes it blush heavenly. But even so, the highest point of these uncontrollable feelings are during our teenage years and it may not be good.

Not to say I’m extremely mature in this topic but we must be wary and control it properly. Failure to do so may result in many in the same corresponding cases we see in the newspapers as such; rape; illegitimate child and etc.

Even so, I am not saying that each and everyone will result to those consequences but we just have to be careful. Me myself, during these times, flow with so much of this affection once until I was told that only Allah deserves our love right now.Additionally, I want my future spouse to get me at my best so that we may spend it until Jannah.

We shall live by each others happiness not by each others misery.

That is why we must protect ourselves and our iman until then. It may be difficult and trials and tribulations will prevail, but remember our goal is to do the right thing. So always keep strong and be patient. Shaytan will always and always whisper to us doubts and bad things in hopes that we might fall, and sometimes we do! Get a hold of ourselves focus on our ibadah on life. This writing might solely hit directly at me because I too struggled once and still am.

We are the generations of Adam a.s. , we were made to do better and be a Khalifah in this world. Have us all forgotten our true responsibilities?

Remember, we are the youths of the Ummah. We are beloved Ummah of Prophet Muhammad s.a.w and we can’t put our importance behind and just go for things our desires tell us to do, right?

If we are in a bad state, who will be leading the future of the Ummah? How will the next generation be? Will we just give and forgo everything that our Islamic predecessors did and destroy the Ummah? I bet not.

If it is not us, who else?

Thank you for the person who inspired me to write this.

-Mr.Ambitious, Vynson Kuan.



From Vynson to Adam pt.2 (A terrible person)

But soon.. I have not even realised that throughout my achievements, I have nurtured an egoistic mind and soul. Devouring myself, neglecting others; The emptiness in my heart grew. The more I felt directionless towards life. In life, I thought it was just getting rich, give back and that’s it. Popularity and attention were my hunt.

Looking back, it was just , heh…
Alhamdulillah,I was quite blessed with people starting to dislike me, or backbite me. Yes, it was a blessing. If not, I would have never reflected upon my own mistakes. During those times, I was a person who loves to debate, who loves to win. Such a terrible person !! Ego took over me so much. I wanted to claim that Islam and religion were not necessary in life. I mean look I wasn’t religious yet I achieved so much. Therefore, I started to learn about it, Islam. It was one of the factors.

Well then again, there was also another factor, hard to admit but yeah. It was love. I kind  of had a teenage monkey love with a Muslim girl, which had also driven me to take a slight interest in Islam. But still, that time religion was the main wall. I tried to find in loopholes and checking for the Fatwa because of that. So, there it started from those. I am blessed to have experienced all this rather than just to be born Muslim. There were many more signs to this like the early times when I walked into the surau, a senior was praying and unknowingly I was about to walk past him right in front of him. Suddenly, I heard my name called, a weird voice never have I heard. I realised and walked behind him. Looking behind me, no one was around much. That made me wonder till now.That ‘voice’ saved me from disturbing someone praying and kind of save my butt as well because that was a senior.

Still, my friends also did take a major factor for me reverting to Islam. They shown and answered so many of my weird questions.They kept beating me in Islamic debate, which raged me due to my ego. I started learning more to find Islam’s mistake. Sadly, Islam was perfect.





Have you ever thought how much our lives here; no matter how much trials or tribulations Allah gave us, it is still incomparable to those of the Sahaba during the Prophet’s time? Have you ever compared yourself with those unfortunate like the orphans with no parental guidance and the poor?

Reading the newspaper today, I read a few pages of people having so much misfortune, and yet, sometimes I remotely feel the regret of feeling sad instead of saying “Alhamdulillah“. Some people are struggling to survive, having a hard time to go to school, and yet many of us wastes our time while others suffer from watching us enjoy our luxuries. So, many people rich yet, filled with greed in their hearts reluctantly want to help the weak.

..InShaAllah, I deeply pray to Allah that he keeps us away from being people like that. May Allah bless us with a kind soul that can help others. Amin..

Very very fortunately, I came from a boarding school and Alhamdulillah I was blessed with a lot. Still, I want to gather a workforce of people who were groomed like me to make a move and help those in need. Many lack the things they need in life, the education and the finance.

We must make a change. We are the educated. We are those who will sustain and protect the needed, the poor and the weak. Therefore, those who are fortunate enough to get an education, get a degree or so, I say to you directly, it would be useless if your degree can’t give back to the community. Can’t give back to the nation. Lose the ego and selfishness. It’s time to change.

We must create less hate, and spread the love.

-Mr.Ambitious, Vynson Kuan

Up to now

Up till my life, things have been going well, it has an infinite loop between ups and down. This creates one’s life interesting. My life has been filled treasures. For instance, the beautiful bond between my friends and I are priceless, we have just finished Our Graduation ceremony back in the old school. Memorable yet deceivingly sad. However, time passes by and we all eventually have to move on. No matter how far it goes, inShaAllah these are friends that will last till Jannah. Beautiful isn’t it?

I can’t stand the fact that after approaching 5 years together have felt like minutes passing by;however, it is just terrible to see the bonds to crumple. Nevertheless, I am sure exuberant may last till Jannah. Thanks to them I am who I am now,today. Achievements I have made were caused by the presence of them, the existence of them. Alhamdulillah. Indeed, He is the best planner.

Thank you people, those whom I really found my deepest inspiration from. The tiniest bit of existence that you may cause is what made me today. InShaAllah I will strive forward. May you do the pleasure of striving with me my dear friend?

-Mr.Thankful, Adam Yusuf

From Vynson to Adam pt. 1 (The journey to transformation)

I felt like journaling my story, in hope that I can always remember this and it may help others as well.

In this specific article or story.I want to key in my detailed, or maybe a more in-depth story on how I am today- Vynson Kuan to Adam Yusuf. I will put it a best as I can because I might not remember my life facts quite properly.I don’t know how many parts this will go on, but we’ll see.

Flashback**In 2011, I enrolled into an amazing boarding school in a place I don’t quite know. Now, it has become a second home to me there. I will keep the school name a secret for some purposes. Names in this story might not match the same person; so sit back and relax ,enjoy the story.

Separated accordingly to four homerooms according to colors, Green,Red,Blue, and Yellow. Little dis I know back then, the color of the homerooms will stick to my heart so much.  I was assigned to green homeroom ( The best) and as a freshman there, my batch is split into four dormitories and hence, the bond begins.

Being the only Chinese meant that everyone knows you, and I was quickly known around for the ability to speak the Malay language fluently.  Considering I was a banana. The affection of the current principal that time also helped by mentioning my name for God knows what purpose in the assembly several times. My life during freshman year is just very common, I lived my life well, though I got into a couple of fights with people I can now call FTJs. It once sparked me, why do they pray? The attitudes are worse than mine, academics are worse than mine and I did better than them in school. Convincing myself that religious values were pointless, because my family aren’t really into religion as well, and I didn’t really believed God existed even. But soon,…

-Mr.Ambitious,Vynson Kuan

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