Painting

Photography

Rainy day in the heart of the city

Museum of the future

Capturing a Clear night moment after the heavy rains in April 2024

Poems

State of Wait (Poem)

I wait and wait to anticipate,

Remember this after every Wait.

At times, leaving me restless and Desperate,

Thinking why these answers were Late,

Night after night my tears I Ate,

But most assuredly, I will have a change of State,

Oh Lord, I know through this uncertain Wait,

For he has broken down the brazen Gate,

For his character will endeavor to Emanate,

It's sure I will have a testimony to Narrate,

At the end of my path, all things become Straight,

And my season will change its State,

I have overcome that used to Intimidate,

All glory to Father,

Who loves me so much That,

He gave his only son Jesus.

So that I may have an everlasting Faith.

WHITE HORSE (Poem)

In the heart of this land, where history meets the new,

A white horse gallops, its spirit strong and true.

Through ancient streets and modern lanes,

It carries a message that forever remains.

From old souks of tales untold,

To towering skyscrapers, shining gold,

The horse strides forth with grace and might,

Inspiring nations to seek the light.

It stops for none, as it runs in a rhythmic beat,

Where it races toward a victorious tweet,

A symbol of hope, of peace, and unity,

Guiding the world towards a greater community.

From distant lands, they come to see,

The majestic horse, wild and free.

For in its stride, they find a revelation,

A vision of harmony, a global sensation.

So let the white horse lead the millennium,

From old Abra waters to the mesmerizing future museum,

Inspiring nations, where all hearts invite,

Towards a world where peace takes flight.

(Poem)

In the heart of the darkness, where shadows gather near,

Every man kneels in prayer, overcoming fear.

Surrounded by the whispers of doubt and despair,

Yet his faith in the Savior remains steadfast and fair.

With knees bent low and hands uplifted high,

He calls upon the Lord, the one who draws nigh.

For in the depth of his soul, a fire burns bright,

Ignited by the Spirit, a beacon of light.

Though the darkness may threaten, and trials may loom,

His trust in God's promises dispels the gloom.

With each fervent prayer, each word spoken in faith,

He draws closer to the Lord, who is seated at the right hand.

For in him my lord, there is hope that never fades away,

A refuge in the night, a dawn after the fray.

Through the power of the Cross, victory is won,

And the darkness of the world is overcome.

So let him kneel in reverence, in humble submission,

Trusting in the Lord, who offers salvation.

For in his steadfast faith, in his fervent prayer,

He finds strength and courage, in God's love to share.

There is Hope (Poem)

In the darkest hour of pandemic's sway,

When fear and despair held the world at bay,

The Hand of God reached out with love so true,

Guiding mankind through the stormy blue.

With each new variant, a wave of dread,

And thoughts of death that filled each head,

Hope seemed distant, a flickering light,

But the Hand of God shone through the night.

In the face of uncertainty, lessons were learned,

As humanity's spirit rose, undeterred.

We discovered strength we never knew we possessed.

And found solace in the Hand that blessed.

For in the midst of chaos, God's hand was there,

Offering comfort, love, and care.

Through acts of kindness, big and small,

We saw the Hand of God in one and all.

Though trials and tribulations may come our way,

The Hand of God will guide us, come what may.

For in His embrace, we find peace and grace,

And the strength to endure, whatever we face.

(Poem)

At the feet of my Savior, I find hope true, Where grace flows freely, cleansing me through.

Every stain of iniquity, every sin's decree, was washed away by His mercy, setting my spirit free.

With reverence, I bow, humbly, I kneel,

To the One who bore my pain, my wounds to heal.

On the cross, He paid the price, all the debts He bore,

Striking off from the book of judgment, forevermore.

No longer bound by guilt, no longer weighed by shame,

In His forgiveness, I find freedom's flame.

For His love knows no bounds, His mercy knows no end,

At the feet of my Savior, I find redemption's blend.

So I lay down my burdens, and my heart is now light and free,

For He has borne them all on Calvary's tree.

In His presence, there is peace, there is grace, At the feet of my Savior, I find my resting place.

Projects Designs

Conversion of the cash counter into Physical ResourceDepartment Office.

Conversion is necessary to handover the old Physical Resource Department Office to the Academics.

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Conversion of Majlis 1 Meeting Room into MARCOM Office

Conversion is necessary to handover the old Majlis Meeting Room to the new MARCOM Office..

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Conversion of Staff Office into Toronto Meeting Room

Additional meeting room is required to accommodate the requirements of the academics

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Conversion of old MARCOM Office into new HR and FINANCE Office.

Conversion is necessary to handover the old MARCOM Office to Finance and HR Department.

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Creation of Cash Counter in the first floor HUB Campus

The cash counter was transferred from ground floor to first floor HUB Building.

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