There was a young man who went overseas to study for quite a long time and when he finally returned, he asked his parents to find him a pious scholar or any expert of that matter who could answer his 3 simple questions.
Finally, his parents were able to find him a Muslim Scholar.

Young Man : Alot of experts and professors weren't able to answer my questions. Are you sure you'll be able to do it?

Scholar : I will try my best with the help of God.

Young Man : I've got 3 simple questions.

1. Does God exist? If so, show me his shape.
   
   
2. What is Fate?
   
   
3. If the devil was created from fire, why is it at the end he will be thrown to hell which is also a creation from fire? It will certainly not hurt him at all since both were made from fire.
   
   
   Did God think this far?
   
   
   Suddenly, the Scholar slapped the young man's face very hard.
   
   
   Young Man (felt pain) : Why do you get angry at me?
   
   Scholar : I am not angry. The slap is my answer to all your questions.
   
   Young Man : I really don't understand..
   
   Scholar : How do you feel after I slapped you?
   
   Young Man : In Pain.
   
   Scholar : So do you believe that pain exist?
   
   Young Man : Well of course!
   
   Scholar : Then show me the shape of pain!
   
   Young Man : I can't..
   
   Scholar : And that is my first answer. All of us feel God's existence without being able to see his shape. Last night, did you dream that you'll be slapped by me?
   
   Young Man : No.
   
   Scholar : And did you ever think you'll get a slap from me today?
   
   Young Man : No.
   
   Scholar : That is Fate, my second answer..
   Hmm.. My hand that I used to slap you with, what is it created from?
   
   Young Man : Flesh.
   
   Scholar : How about your face, what is it created from?
   
   Young Man : Flesh as well.
   
   Scholar : How do you feel after I slapped you then?
   
   Young Man : Still in pain.
   
   Scholar : That's it. This is my third answer. Even though both the devil & hell were created from fire, if God wants, the hell will become a very painful place for him as well.
   God does exist.

And there were some that asked me why do I still believe in god when he is cruel to let others suffer and die.
Yet another explanation perhaps would enlighten your doubtness.

Barber : I don't believe that God exists.

Customer : Oh? Why do you say that?

Barber : Well, you just have to go out in the street and realise that he doesn't exist. Tell me, if he does really exist, would there be so many sick people?
Would there be abandoned children? If he truly existed, there would be neither suffering nor pain. I can't imagine a loving god who would allow all these things.



The customer thought for a moment but didn't respond because he didn't want to start any unnecessary arguments.
The barber finished his job and the customer left the shop.
Just after he left the barbershop, he saw a man in the street with a long, stringy, dirty hair and untrimmed beard. He looked dirty and unkempt.

The customer turned back and entered the barbershop abruptly and said,



Customer : You know what? Barbers do not exists.

Barber : How could say that? I am here, I am a barber and I just worked on you!

Customer : No. Barbers don't exist because if they did, there would be no people with dirty long hair and untrimmed beard just like the man outside.

Barber : Ahh, but barbers do EXISTS! That's what happen when people do not come to me.

Customer : Exactly! That's the point!
God too exists! That's what happen when people do not go and look to him for help. That is why there is so much pain and suffering in the world.

A little different shade of the other side of me on this humble web page
wouldn't hurt now, would it?
It's ironic to say that I am neutral but as a Muslim myself, I do respect others prospectives on such a touchy issue.
Though I must say, I am proud that I am still able to live cohesively with other races & religion not to say peacefully but quite harmoniously.


Now, isn't that what Singapore Government has taught us?




bullshit.