At times, when you are immersed in a book, a movie, or a conversation, something in the experience transports you to a different place and time.
And when you return, the way you see the world changes — perhaps slightly, but permanently.
Each time it happens to me, random words crisscross my mind like meteor showers. I then try to carefully arrange them into strings of sentences, ones that I hope will benefit those who read them.
My name is Irwan Hanish. I write about personal reflections on learning, spirituality and lessons of Life.
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About the Author When He is Not Writing
Here are random things about me:
- I’m predominantly an introvert. I love people, but my energy drains much faster when I’m in gatherings. I would later need to hide somewhere to recuperate.
- As a kid, I was chubby (and cute, according to reliable sources). When we played football, my friends usually had me be the goalkeeper. Here’s their logic: Irwan would geometrically cover the largest surface area of the goal, making it harder for the opposite team to score.
- I can’t get myself excited about cars. I once tried to be like other cool guys and watched Top Gear. After 10 minutes, I fell asleep.
- I love books. My idea of fun is sitting quietly in a beautiful park with a good book and a mug of hot chocolate.
- Oh yeah, chocolates. To me, chocolates are pieces of heaven on earth.
- During my undergraduate study, I did better in courses I didn’t enjoy (I even got the best student award in my least favourite subject) but did worse in the ones that I liked. Our interests and strengths aren’t always aligned.
- People who inspire my writings and thoughts are many. I’ll name a few, so if you love any of them, you know that you are my soul brother or sister:
Dr Umar Faruq Abd-Allah, Eckhart Tolle, Shaykh Hamza Yusuf, Prof Seyyed Hossein Nasr, Prof Tariq Ramadan, Dr Wayne Dyer, Nouman Ali Khan, Yasmin Mogahed, Dr Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee, Dr Abdal Hakim Winter.
- I once had a strange experience looking at Vincent van Gogh’s Sunflowers at The National Gallery. I am not an art fan, and I embarrassingly knew very little about the artist. It was the first time in my life where I felt entirely absorbed by a painting: everything else in the gallery fades away; it felt like a pleasant conversation about the beauty of the ordinary things – the beauty of simplicity.
About the Author and You
I later learned that van Gogh painted the Sunflowers for Gauguin, a friend he admired. Perhaps that sincerity is what we deeply respond to.
So I want to fill each of my writing with sincerity, and write it for you as if you are already a close friend who I admire. Then hopefully, you will find it useful, or at the very least, a pleasant conversation.