Monday, December 10, 2012

Delayed Entry for Ibrahim...

My Dear Ibrahim..

Sorry for the long delay. You are entering 2 years and a month old. How time flies... :) May you  continue to grow to become the best of Muslim. Having the great qualities of Prophet Ibrahim a.s. Amin Ya Rabb. I love you Ibrahim!!! :D

You are soOOooOOo different from your cheche. You love cars - a lot! On the common ground, you love to play 'cat-cat' with cheche. And when you do that, mi-mi will always remind you that you are a tiger instead and ROAR you will.

Here are photos taken on one fine weekend. You could not let go off your cars and at the same time you want to go for the slides...

Ibrahim and his car craze! (taken on 8th Dec 2012)

p/s: to jia, while I was compiling this photos, you kept asking me why there are only two photos containing you. Hopefully you'll understand that it is not because I love you less. ;)

Thursday, December 6, 2012

Ant3M13 and Ant3M15...

The last time I wrote about ants, I was dedicating to a dear friend. Here’s another story of ants for another friend that I care~ ;)


Once there was a colony of rare blue ants. One day, in a mass gathering held by Queen RayBlu, the Queen called out the names of four selected blue ants – Ant3M12 (ant-3-million-and-twelve), Ant3M13 (ant-3-million-and-thirteen), Ant3M14 (ant-3-million-and-fourteen) and Ant3M15 (ant-3-million-and-fifteen). When all four ants stand bravely in front of their Queen, Queen RayBlu instructed them to pair themselves to whomever they like. By mutual chemistry, Ant3M12 and Ant3M14 chose each other and the same reaction for Ant3M13 and Ant3M15.  Because of their number pattern, the Queen decided that Ant3M12 and Ant3M14 shall be called the Even team while Ant3M13 and Ant3M15 as the Odd team.

“Hear ye.. hear ye..”, exclaimed Queen RayBlu echoing every wall in the main hall of the blue ant’s anthill.

When all ants break into silence, in clear calm voice the Queen continued;

“I can tell many of you are musing on what ground we are gathering here today. I can tell you, that there is nothing to worry about. No Grasshopper dare to step foot on our anthill again. Here before us are four special brave ants. They will embark on a journey of a lifetime. When they return, we will hear what they have to say about their adventure.”

Immediately after Queen RayBlu ended her speech, the two pairs were given a map each. Soon after, the two pairs left their anthill.

Three days later, Odd team was first to arrive back at their anthill. Though they looked tired, Ant3M13 and Ant3M15 were beaming with smiles. A day later, the other team arrived. But unlike the first team, Ant3M12 and Ant3M14 looked battered and unhappy. The following day, Queen RayBlu called for another mass gathering. Other blue ants were eager and excited to hear stories from the two teams.

“Hear ye.. hear ye..”, exclaimed Queen RayBlu echoing the main hall for the second time.

“The day has finally arrived. With all the power bestowed on me, may I invite the Odd team to come forward to share their journey experience”, said Queen RayBlu.

Ant3M13 and Ant3M15 looked at each other – smiling.

“We have just experienced something most valuable”, Ant3M13 began his speech. Ant3M15 nodded in agreement.

The two ants told the other blue ants of their adventure. At some points of their story, the crowds would ‘woos’ and ‘wahs’ in excitement.

When they finished their story, Queen RayBlu took the center stage again.

“Shall we now hear the story from the other team.. I now call upon the Even team to tell their part of story.”

The crowd clapped their hands happily.

Slowly, Ant3M12 and Ant3M14 walked in front of the million pairs of eyes. There was a long pause before Ant3M12 began to speak.

“I do not have much to say about the journey.”

The loud and happy crowd turned quiet. Not long after, there were murmurings. It grew louder and louder. “How could it be different?” asked one ant to another. “I was expecting to hear another great story”, said another ant to the other.

“Silence.. silence..”, said Queen RayBlu.

“May I know the reason for this uneventful adventure?” asked Queen RayBlu.

The two started telling their story. At every turn of their story, they would blame one another.

“I told Ant3M12 not to take that path but he wouldn’t listen. We ended in dead end”, claimed Ant3M14.

“How would I know that there would be landslide to block the path!” shouted Ant3M12 angrily. “You did nothing from the beginning of the journey but complain!”

“How dare you said such thing, if it wasn’t for me, you are now dead squashed under a man’s shoe!” Ant3M14 retaliated.

As about Queen RayBlu attempted to intercept the argument, Ant3M13 and Ant3M15 came forward calming Ant3M12 and Ant3M14.

“We also experienced the same difficulties. But each time we took a wrong turn, we admit it was our mistakes. In our heads, we believed that we might be destined for something greater. We took it as ways to unravel more challenges and experience”, shared Ant3M13. 

“I would say that the journey was beautiful because Ant3M13 is always positive.. no matter what and how big the difficulties that emerged during our journey. When the big rock blocked our way, we find a way around it - together. Ant3M13 didn't waste time to blame me for choosing that path”,  said Ant3M15 proudly.

“How could I blame you for that? No ant could tell that it would happen. I believe it must have occurred for a reason”, winked Ant3M13 to Ant3M15. “And I felt the same way too. You have been positive and encouraging all the way”, Ant3M13 continued with a smile.

The crowd cheered happily.

Queen RayBlu began to speak slowly.

“Thank you Ant3M13 and Ant3M15. Indeed those are the purpose of the journey I sent you. True friendship can only be revealed when tested. I hope all of us ants would continue to tolerate and be open to one another. Then only our bonds will be stronger.”

*The End*

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

For Gaza...

Tomorrow is my birthday. As I am sitting on my bed, typing this entry on my phone, I am torn apart.. having mixed feelings.

A few minutes ago, I was awaken by Ibrahim's little cries. Alhamdulillah, he is well asleep again. (Sorry Ibrahim. Ummi owe you a birthday entry. We went back to klang since mama yana came down. InsyaAllah will put an entry for you soon).

I took my phone just to check if there's any important notifications. That was when I was led to an article writing about the strikes on Gaza.

My perception on this manic strikes - many Malaysians are unaware of what's happening in Gaza. They don't know the weight of this dreadful event which the Palestinians have to face. Homes destroyed, bloodsheds, family members killed...

I guess we are too busy with our 'perfect' life. We woke up in the morning. Then we got ready to send our kids to school before heading to work from 8am to 5pm. In the evening, we picked our kids from school, headed back home, had dinner together, watched tv together and finally went to bed at 10pm. The Palestinians don't have this privilege of the so-called perfect life.

They have woken up to uncertainties every morning of their lives. How do I know this? Yes, I have not been there but Alhamdulillah I am blessed with friends and students who shared their part of real-life stories when they were in Gaza. Electricity was scarce. Yes, you won't be able to watch your favorite drama or play your favourite game or browse to the online stores anytime you feel like it if you were there. Clean water, yes the one that we always let our taps run on and on while brushing, are limited. Without electricity they cannot process the sea water. A'ha, yes they don't have rivers flowing. Everyday, the Israel tanks will come passing by destroying houses and vegetations. I could not imagine of such life. But truth have been told. The Palestinian are living that way since the occupation of the Israeli.

From time to time, I too was left ignorant. I only blame myself. I was too complacent. Too comfortable with my life. I dare to think that tomorrow is certain. Just because I am not living in a war zone. I dare to think that I could live another day. I dare to think that I could still have time to play or to see the smiles on my children face... I have dare to think of many other things.. another kind of privilege that does not belong to the Palestinian.

I have heard some people saying that this war between the Israeli and Palestinian will never end until the end is near. Therefore, why bother doing anything or even knowing. If the non-muslim from other parts of the world care to do something to raise awareness.. why not us? We should be in fact voicing out the loudest because we are brothers and sisters, unified under the blanket called Islam. Or we feel that we don't belong to each other?

... In solidarity with Gaza ...

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Wrong impression?

After reading my previous entry again, I felt that I need to modify the text a bit. It sounded too I-am-the-only-one-who's-right-in-this-world kind of entry. And I don't want that. HohOHo... All I was trying to put forward was the fact that we need to get our focus right. That's all. With that, here's the updated version of the previous entry. :P
I remember a quote that someone shared on the facebook. It says something like this;
"If your effort is less than what your salary offers, Allah will eventually take it away from you. But if your effort is more than your salary, Allah will open more doors for you."
With these words secured neatly in my head, how could I or anyone not deliver the best.

Let’s face it, from time to time, you might hear this:
  1. It’s not my job. Why do I have to do it?
  2. They are not doing it, why should I?
  3. There are a lot of people there. One of them will do it.
  4. We could always do it later.

The problem with these people, after they have said all that, they will then say:
  1. Tengok laa tu that person, he’s only doing it to impress the Boss. Kalau takde Boss, takdenya dia nak buat.
  2. Hmph… Kerja mudah je tu. Anyone can do it.
  3. Show off.
  4. Saja nak bagi nampak busy laa tu.

Adoiyaii~~~~ what’s getting into these people head. This is really a sad phenomenon that has been tagged with working environment. Again, I have been in denial to suggest that I am living a world of cute babies and angel-like people ONLY. Sigh~~~~

I saw a quote on one of my colleague signature, it says, “Present to inform, not to impress; if you inform, you will impress”. It is the same concept. And when your sole wish is to impress none other but Allah, you’ll gain everything. :)

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

Great British Islam by BBC

These information are SUPER new to me. I bet (insyaAllah) you would do more googling after watching this video. :D

Monday, July 30, 2012

Make your move...

I have always love Chess. And now Sudoku is becoming one of my favourites too. What I love most about the two is that they are both strategy game (plus they are cheap!!!). I remember when Daddy taught me how to play Chess, Daddy always told me that to become a good Chess player you must always think ONE step ahead from your opponent. He added that each time you put down a piece, you must know why you put it there and how the move could help you to win the game. Now that I am writing this, it makes me longing for a tournament. I guess I must have missed the heart pounding and palm sweating atmosphere. HohohOHOoho.. I would definitely asked my children to experience it. Something new has just set foot at my front door, I found that I could use this same strategy to work my way out. InsyaAllah to contribute positively to the team. And since this blog has been a place where I 'psycho' myself from time to time, thats why I am writing this here. Hehehe OK! Takleh panjang2.. lets read the Quran! ;) Sent via HTC DHD

Saturday, July 14, 2012

Ramadhan preview

A beautiful video.. please spent time to watch it! Lets seeks His Forgiveness. Taubat itu hak Allah! 

Since Ramadhan is insyaAllah next week, I would like to take this opportunity to minta ampun minta maaf if ada salah silap from my part.

Thursday, July 12, 2012


This is no Ombak Rindu. Simply rindu to spill words here on this blog.

I love today. Since I woke up this morning, everything was somewhat in place. Morning was usually the time when I operated in HIGH speed mode. Should Ibrahim or/and Jia do not listen to me, I would easily become all tensed up. When that happen, though this mulut berkumat-kamit  Rabbana afrigh 'alayna sabranwa thabbit aqdamana wan-surna 'alal-Qawmil-kafirin (Our Lord! Pour down upon us patience, and make our steps firm and assist us against the unbelieving people 2:250), still, it is not a wonderful scene for anyone to see. HohoHOHohohOHOho.. May Allah gives us more patience indeed. Alhamdulillah this morning they were both in good mood and Alhamdulillah I was all smiling. :)

This serene feeling, the good mood I am having right now, I know it is one of the many Nikmat (Blessings) from Him and I thank Allah for each and every single one of it. 

Of course there are many reasons for Allah's cause. He said Kun Fa Ya Kun (Be and it Be..) and everything will happen the way He wants it to be. But here I would like to share, of what I believe by part and parcel makes my morning all smiling.

You see, yesterday evening I saw Yaby was in the process of opening a new toothpaste. We recently opened a new one but because Yaby got an ulcer in his mouth, he decided to open another toothpaste. This one have the Gamat in its ingredient. Watching Yaby handling the box reminded me that there was still some Gamat toothpaste left in the bathroom. After Yaby left the toilet, I went in and there I saw the old Gamat toothpaste tube was placed further away from the new one. 

At that moment, the thought of "adoi, kan yang ini ada sikit lagi?.. boleh sekali guna lepas habis boleh la buang yang lama ni.." came across my mind. I then decided to bring the old Gamat tube closer in the hope that Yaby would see it and finish it once and for all. I realised that it has been sometime now since the old Gamat tube was reduced to its current form and I just couldn't wait to throw it! Tapi sebab ada sikit lagi, I kept it still, hoping that Yaby would finish it. (If you asked why wouldn't I? Because I love the Kayu Sugi more and the Gamat was Yaby's! Huhuhu.. Sebenarnya mmg dua2 nak kena belasah sebab tak reti nak guna toothpaste habis2 :P).

So came this morning, I saw Yaby did not finish the old Gamat but choose to squeeze from the new tube instead. Try and guess what I did next? Jeng jeng jeng...

At the first sight of the old Gamat tube, my eyes jadi sakit mata. My hati jadi sakit hati. LOL.. SERIOUSLY (maybe lupa nak baca doa masuk toilet pagi tadi). And I could hear that whispering telling me to confront with Yaby. Telling me that I have to make Yaby understand that how could he not do something as simple as using the toothpaste from the old tube and later throw it into the bin. At that very moment, I decided to throw it anyway. I pick it up and in my haste to do so, it fell onto the tiles. Time tu, terasa lagi laa nak tension. 

But then as I was bending to grab the tube, at that split second, I felt something hit me. My conscience was there to tell me, "takkan laaa pasal toothpaste nak marah2". I remember taking a deep breath and let the matter pass. 

What I am trying to say is that, this morning I had a choice. Whether or not to confront Yaby on such small matter. I once laughed while reading an article that states the common cause of conflicts between husband and wife includes spouse forgetting to put down the toilet flap after using the toilet bowl. At that time rasa macam tak logik je. HohOhoho.. Memang betul laa the syaitan envies good relationship especially between husband and wives or between parents and children or between a friend to another. They simply love to whisper and incite bad thoughts and ill intentions.

This morning in particular, I choose not to go ahead with the evil plan laid out by the naughty syaitan. Because I did not, Yaby and I were watching Ustaz Don together in happy mood. Things might be different if I had chosen to confront Yaby and stir things up sooooooo early in the morning. We might still be watching Ustaz Don, tapi hati masing2 sakit. Hehehehe... This is an example of the so called power to choose that Allah has provided us with. This trait is also what makes we human special compare to the rest of Allah's creation. We have the power to choose and decide which path we like to take. I remember an Ustaz on the IKIM radio mentioned that we and Qada' and Qadar is just like a sail boat and the wind. Allah has set the direction of the wind. But it is us who set the sail as to which direction it should go.

And more importantly, we need to care for our hearts. Jangan bagi chance langsung to that naughty Devil. ;)
Rabbana la tuzigh qulubana ba'daiz-hadaitana wahab lana mil ladunka rahmah innaka antal-wahhabu.
"Our Lord, let not our hearts deviate after You have guided us and grant us from Yourself mercy. Indeed, You are the Bestower." (3:8)

Thursday, June 28, 2012

Our WRITTEN story...

Before I am writing this, less than 12 hours ago, there came to me a shocking news. I wanted to write this sooner but was interrupted by my little Ibrahim who very much in love with the keyboard.

The news was - Daddy got into an accident.

I knew Daddy was somewhat different when he entered my house. At first I thought it was because there were Maksu and Pak Rashid. But when daddy spoke of the accident, it all makes sense.

When Daddy started the conversation, "Daddy sebenarnya tak nak bagitau... Actually, tadi Daddy accident", at the very beginning, I was expecting to hear about a small accident since Daddy didn't carry any bruises let alone any cuts.

As the story progresses, I could feel that at one point of the story, my heart skipped a beat. This was not an ordinary car accident. Daddy's car accident equation has too many variables. The car he was driving skidded + lose control + hit trees + turned a few times + flying into the air + went into the river + escaping through window... To be honest, I couldn't recall the full story in detail but those words came to me pretty much loud and clear. Why wasn't I paying attention? Because: 1 - I was engulfed with syukur to Allah that Daddy is fine and 2 -I could not believe that this happened to Daddy.

I was informed that it happened at about 2pm yesterday. I remember clearly what I did at 2pm yesterday. I saw the clock at my monitor turned 2. I put on my socks and gather up my notes and books before locking the door behind me. On the way, I bumped into my ex-student and we depart our own ways as I reached the staircase. I then went into the classroom and there I talked to my student. My state of mood was totally normal and I would dare to say that it must have been totally opposite for Daddy. 

....... you see, I was trying to figure out if I've had the slightest clue that something serious had taken place at the very same seconds in which everything was normal to me...... I then tried to remember when and what was the last thing I've spoken to Dad. Have I done anything wrong towards him? Have I seek his forgiveness? Have I made him happy? Have I done enough for him? .....

Life is too short. Mati itu pasti. I wonder why there are still people fighting among families. Breaking ties. Don't they realised this? Do you want to be in a state of regret? There's a hadith in Sahih Bukhari stating:
Narrated Jubair bin Mut'im: That he heard the Prophet saying, "The person who severs the bond of kinship will not enter Paradise."  
I also knew everything happens for a reason. Daddy was not driving his 11 years old Iswara but his company's four-wheel drive instead. The four-wheel drive was returned to him early yesterday's morning after his friend borrowed it from him for more than a week. Looking at photos of his four-wheel drive, I could say that the Iswara stands no chance. The outcome might be different too.

May Allah protect us all... and more importantly may Allah take our lives when we are in the best state of Iman. Amin ya Rabb!


Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Enough of the excuses!

Since last week, I could swear that I have been using one phrase much too often. Today, I gave myself one 'big' knocked on the head of sudah-sudah laa tu. Previously, I have posted an entry of 'enough is enough'. This is a Malay version of it and for a totally different reason. :P

So what was that phrase? ...

I have been using the same old lame I-AM-SUPER-BUSY excuses again. Though it's true that I am very busy. But I think I am using it wayyyyyyyyyyy too much as an easy escape route!


That said, I could not believe that it's already the month of Rejab. In less than 60 days, Ramadhan shall greet upon us. Yeay! Moga sempat diketemukan with Ramadhan. After all we could not tell whether or not we would have the chance to welcome Ramadhan. I remember yesterday's Tazkirah Maghrib where the Ustaz mentioned that our (passing) time will come when we reached the highest point (kemuncak) in our lives. Whether the highest point (kemuncak) is when we are at our very best of Iman or.. when we are at the highest point (kemuncak) of being not-so-good (the word 'evil' is just to scary for me...).  Nauzubillah... May we all acquire Khusnul Khatimah... Amin Ya Rabb!

I do hope that in the midst of our busyness, we would not let ourselves sank too deep under the busy blanket of this worldly life. Jom increase our Zikir seeking Allah;'s forgiveness starting this month so that we could all be in full gear mode come Ramadhan. Not to forget the puasa sunat. ;) This goes especially to myself :P.


To the great sisters who have given me that little push (when I need it the most) and to the sisters who made is all possible, this is for you. :)  

I was standing on a beach. Enjoying the breeze and the fresh smell of sea water as it comes. Watching from a distance, I was never bored by the view it has to offer. I did let myself immersed deeply into the beautiful song of the lovely wave melody. From time to time, small sprinkle of sea water would touch my skin as the big waves hit onto the rocks. That was when I had the greatest desire to set foot into the sea. The idea lingers a while and soon left. But, just as the wave would hit the rocks again, and so was the idea that came to me. The idea of whether or not I should touch the sea water. Braving the sea. I have had the fear that I might sink. Whether or not I could stay afloat once I am in the sea. Alas, even I could not tell before making the first steps... with that, I shall jump! :)

Monday, May 7, 2012

By the hearts...

A ruler’s way

Truth must be told
History we must learn
Only then bliss ruled
Only then victory attained

A ruler’s way
One that’s hard and bold
Grabbing by the minds
Scheming the minds
Obey we will
Through fear and hate
But will bliss ruled?
Neither victory attained

A ruler’s way
One that’s soft but bold
Grabbing by the hearts
Empathizing the hearts
Obey we will
Through love and respect
Bliss shall rule
Victory shall be attained


specially dedicated to Akira

Thursday, May 3, 2012

Stand united... :)

There were so much to talk about in the last 3 weeks. From being 'clean' to Manchester City glorious win over Man U. Personally, I am more interested in the former.

I have mentioned this before in my previous entries. I would say that I am patriotic. I love Malaysia second after Islam. Since Bersih happens here in Malaysia, I couldn't help but to read and understand the issues that envelopes the campaign in the first place. I don't want to be left behind you see...

So what about Bersih?

I am sure, many of you have read it too. The historical news is all over the place. Demonstrators shared their first hand experience on what I believe to be the largest demonstration ever. And I am pretty sure, 28 April 2012 has booked itself a space in the Malaysian hall-of-fame. 

Why do I say that? 

This is the third time of such event. After the first two, there were claims condemning Malay youths. Labeling the Malay youths to be fanatics. It is to the extent that I've heard people saying 'anak muda melayu saja tergila2 nak berdemo' or 'anak muda cina semua tahu dieorg perlu belajar bukan peduli politik' or 'tengok la, mana ada bangsa cina and india'. 

While I don't know the true ruling of demonstrations in Islam, I just want to say this.

I am very proud to see Malay, Chinese and Indian walk hand-in-hand together on that very day. The way I see it, 28th April 2012 came as a testament to bury the old claims that Chinese and Indian do not love and care for this country. 28th April 2012 also proves that we can all stand united.

I couldn't help but to recall the shots in LOTR. Human, Elves, Dwarves, Hobbits and Ents fighting Sauron and his dark army. There were also the Bugs Life cartoon when all Ants work together with the Circus Bugs to cast away those naughty Grasshoppers. In the end, because they stand united, they finally defeated the eeeeeeeeeeevil. HOhoHOHohohoho..;)

On the side note, let's hope Malaysia will win our first gold medal in this coming Olympic! Go Datuk Lee Chong Wei!!! I'm rooting for you!!!

Thursday, April 26, 2012

Unusual, say...

Dear Diary,

Today was not one of my best.

After cutting 5 minutes short of my last class today, I went back to my office only to find another student waiting for me. He was there to see me for other reason. He seeks to see my tutor. While I was browsing the directory, little did I know, I've let out my frustration unintentionally. I was saying, "People always said that becoming a 'lecturer' is an easy job...". And this student of mine.. not that I want to hear an answer from him, replied saying, "Yes Mam, it is easy.". I told him, "That's wrong brother."

I recall back the talk given by Dr Abdi on Murabbi. As he said, it is always easy to become Mualim but never the same way to become Murabbi.

Dear Diary,

I kept asking myself, "have I done enough for the students?", "do they understand what I was teaching?", "what can I do to help them improve?", "how do I make them participate in class?", "why are they coming to my class with negative energy?"... I guess, I don't have the answers to all these questions... Some might say why bother to care for all that. My answer is, because I not only want to teach but hopefully insyaAllah, to inspire too...

Dear Diary,

It's 2:15am now.. the laundry is ready. Until then.

Friday, April 20, 2012

Teen idol?

Last weekend, I was watching Yalla Shabab (Come on Youth) on the tele where they were discussing on idol among the youth. At the start of the talk show, they show footage of the host asking some random people on the street. The first question that was put forward is on the latest movie by one particular director. The second question was about a song. For these two questions, all of the people interviewed answered correctly. Then came the third question - who is the first woman who turned to Islam? Only two of them got it right. The right answer is Siti Khadeeja, the wife of the Prophet Muhammad s.a.w.
Honestly speaking, the first thing that came to me was, 'is this for real'. I would not be too surprised if Malaysians got it wrong. Then it came to me. Duhh... I must still have the wrong impression that all Arabs have better understanding. I forgot the fact that we are all the same whether one is Arab or the other is a Malay in the Eyes of Allah. What differentiate us is Taqwa (God-Consciousness). In order for one to gain Taqwa, one must look for knowledge ('ilm). With knowledge ('ilm) then only one is able to do righteous deeds (amal) which insyaAllah lead to to Taqwa. 

Speaking of teen idols.. I remember I had had one discussion with one Brother. We had the discussion about 4-5 weeks after his last cigarettes. I was so happy when I learned that he decided to stop smoking. When I asked him how did he do it. Did he just woke up one morning and decided "enough is enough". He told me that he had thought of it for quite sometimes. After doing some research to prepare himself mentally, with strong will, he quit without the need to use any sort of nicotine patch. Allahu Akbar! 
You see, this Brother, he loves music. During our conversation, he actually mentioned one very strong point. He told me that most of the singers or bands that he listened to are those people who are mostly in the 'dark'. In a way he said that he might have been influenced by their characters. 

I was reading an article the other day on parenting written by one famous figure. One of the points that she made was - parents should make a lot of Doa for their children. Ask Allah to 'teach' our children the Quran. Ask Allah to protect our children from bad influences. Ask Allah to make our children befriend those who are like the perfume seller and not the black smith. Who they make friends with is super duper important especially since we are not with them all the time. 

I am going to sidetrack a bit (can't help it :P). There were times when Ibrahim or Insyirah would cry their heart out when I sent them to childcare center. Those were heart breaking moments. Seriously. Although it was not that often, but should it happen and I don't have the choice to let them literally roam my office, the Doa that came across my mind is Hasbunallahu Wa Ni’mal Wakil - Allah (Alone) is sufficient for us.. hoping that Allah would look out for my kids.

Now, where was I. Oh yes.. finding the right friends is as important as finding a the best teen idol i.e. someone you could look up to as a role model. Of course the best of role model is none other than our beloved Prophet Muhammad s.a.w. Hands down to that. No living human could surpass him. But because some might say, he was a Prophet i.e. maksum (infallible) whereas we human are not. Then, why not we make the Sahabah (companions) as our role model. There are Khadeeja, Fatima and Aisyah among many others for the ladies and Abu Bakar, Zubair Al-Awaam and Said bin Zaid and many more for the boys. I guess what we parents should also do besides making lots and lots of Doa is to read to our kids stories of the prophets AND also of the companions. May Allah bless our children with good character. Amiiiinnnn ya Rabb! 
On the authority of Abu Musa al-Ash'ari, the Prophet saw said:
A good friend and a bad friend are like a perfume-seller and a blacksmith: The perfume-seller might give you some perfume as a gift, or you might buy some from him, or at least you might smell its fragrance. As for the blacksmith, he might singe your clothes, and at the very least you will breathe in the fumes of the furnace. [sahih al-Bukhari, vol 3, #314 and Muslim]

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Understanding the Call~

*Breath in... Breath out* Fuhh! I'm feeling super much better now. 

March was simply crazy! Alhamdulillah, with the marking over, I can start focusing on other things like research (and blogging :P).

Besides missing blogging hours in March, I have been missing the great hours of usrah too. It was not my choice. May Allah bless me with the time to be in Majlis ilmu again.

Anyway, I actually wanted to share this one thing right after I heard it on the radio. But as I mentioned before, there were so much to do and I had to skip it. Until now.. :)

If you are a native listener of IKIM, you might have heard what I am about to say. Every weekdays if I am not mistaken, there is this one hour slot between 5pm to 6pm where there will be one scholar answering to questions raised by callers. The topic is different everyday varying from Fiqh to Muamalat. 

And so what has fascinated me? Here goes...

When the DJ gave salam, a tiny voice was at the other end of the line. When asked how old she is, she said she is 10. Hearing her voice was the first thing that fascinated me. And later knowing that she's only 10 and listen to IKIM when she could have chosen other radio station.. fascinating! I would definitely be proud if Insyirah did the same. 

Then the DJ asked, "so what is your question?". It was all in Malay but since I am writing in English, I hope I gave her question a fair translations. The little girl then answered, "Ustaz, may I know what do I do should I have advised someone but he/she did nothing?".

How could I not felt astonished?! I was ten but when I have problems I never have thought of calling an Ustaz over the radio to get a solution! But she did. 

Since the little girl didn't really explain as to what the problem was, the Ustaz's replied was fairly general. But he did mention one very strong point - the closer the relationship you have with the person you are approaching, the harder it becomes. 

Who did not agree with this? If you are, then you must have some special power or something. I know I agree with the Ustaz. 

Usually, when involving people close and dear to you, when they did something wrong and you want to approach them, these are examples of the normal outcomes:
Outcome 1: You simply close an eye to the matter i.e. not advising them since you are afraid that you might hurt their feelings. 
Outcome 2: You advised them, they listened but they did nothing. 
Outcome 3: You advised them but they made fun of the suggestions and did not care to listen.  
Outcome 4: You advised them and they have more to say to justify their actions i.e. you fail to make them understand and they stick to their old habits 
Outcome 5: You advised them and they are more than happy to change

So those of you who have special powers, I'm pretty sure you always have outcome number 5. 

I've lived for *clear throat* years but still I have not mastered the art of tegur-menegur ni. My say, when dealing with human, all we need to remember is that we have to treat everyone differently because there are simply no two that are the same. Even the very identical twins have something that is not in common. One approach might work for another but not the other. And we must always bear in mind that we can do so little. Seek help from Him then do what you must do. 

I remembered one fact which K Tuty shared with us. We usually do some things first before we do the Sunat prayers. For example, it's exams week. One studied until late night. And after the exams, he/she performs extra Sunat prayers hoping that Allah would ease his/her way of getting good grades. It is interesting to realize that it should be the other way round i.e. you need to do Solat Sunat before you begin your study. Then after the exam, you pray and Tawakkal. This is actually obvious from the 5 times Azan everyday "Hayya 'ala salah, hayya 'ala al-falah" i.e. "Come to Solat", "Come to Success".  To my students, may success always come your way. To the little girl who made the call, I hope whoever you are trying to tegur would soon realize it and change to the better. InsyaAllah. :) 

Friday, March 16, 2012

Allah please save our Syrian Brothers and Sisters...

If you have read news on Syria, you would knew that the uprising in Syria started when a thirteen year old boy was tortured after he was caught writing on the wall asking President Bashar to step down. It has been a year now. There have been much killing since. Watch the video below.. an interview with President Bashar al-Assad. It is so heart breaking to listen things from his perspective. :(

Friday, March 9, 2012

Quick Post~ Let's read Al-Ma'thurat!

Who don't know what Al-Ma'thurat is? To those who only heard this for the first time, please accept my apology for not writing about this sooner. Clearly I was wrong to assume everyone already knew about this. Don't you worry. I was too. :)

Remember that I once mentioned that I never went to Sekolah Agama yang petang2 tu. And so I would say that at my early days, my Agama knowledge is way below the average line. I first heard of Al-Ma'thurat when I was 18. Yup!~ That old. But like they say, better late than never. I must say thank you to my chalet mates who brought it into my life.  

So what is this Al-Ma'thurat? 

During my time, it has a purple cover and Surah Yasin at the back. It was not until I decided to spent RM1.80 to buy my first Al-Ma'thurat at Pasar Borong Klang when I realised that I have actually seen this book back when I was in my secondary school. Unfortunately, I'd only used it to read Yasin. Never had I taken the time to browse the earlier pages of the tiny book to notice Al-Ma'thurat. But this does not explain what Al-Ma'thurat is. So here goes... :)

Al-Ma'thurat is a compilation of Zikir and Doa prepared by As-Syahid Imam Hassan Al-Banna. Is that it? Well, it pretty much says it all. Of course by all means you could read any Doa and Zikir you like. But let me point out that I personally think that Al-Ma'thurat is by far has the perfect combinations of all Doa and Zikir. 

If you haven't got it, I would suggest that you invest a small amount to purchase this small yet 'insyaAllah-heavy-on-scale' book. By investing, it also means to beramal with it. Meanwhile, you could download a soft copy of it which I take no credit from this link. Happy Friday! ;)

ps: At home with Ibrahim.. get well soon my Ibrahim...

Thursday, February 23, 2012

Lalala... bad hair day...

Hopefully none of the good-people-waiting-for-my-submissions sees I am spending time writing this entry and not the reports and papers I owe them!!! :P But should you see this, please know that I am trying real hard to stretch my 24 hours to fit in everything. 

A few days ago, while I was talking to one of my students, she mentioned that she is going to work harder this semester to fix her CGPA. She told me that she didn't study for her exams last semester. When I asked her the reasons she did that, she described to me of her somewhat big problem. I could see and relate how the problem led her into the actions she had taken.

Like Daddy used to tell me, "school isn't just about books and exams..", well it's true. There's so much "in between" or should I say "around" us. And because we are human i.e. dynamic+mostly subjective, hence, we couldn't avoid not having those bumps in lives.

I would not say that have I led a perfect life or have not done any mistakes along the path. I am not an angel for heaven sake! And least would I suggest that what I am about to say as the best solution to anyone's problem. My intention is simply to give an advice based on experience. Adoi~ saying this makes me feel sooOOooOOOo OLD~~ 

To me, the best measurement of one's success is how one deals with problems. Fullstop. I am going to repeat it again. The best measurement of one's success is how one deals with problem. By saying that, it is to say that how you turn bad hair day into GOOD bad hair day... how you see half empty as half FULL... how you continuously see the SILVER LINING behind every cloud... 

I mentioned to my student that by all means she could feel unhappy about the problems. But for her not to study.. this only make things worse for none other than herself. 

I know that there are things which are just beyond our capacity. Or decisions that aren't ours to make. But like they say, "Ikut hati Mati~" and in most cases this is true. I couldn't deny the fact that there are times when we need to follow our hearts. But surely we must have some sort of guidelines. Mana boleh belasah je. For us Muslims, we need to follow rules set in Islam and keeping Iman in mind to guide us whenever we decide to follow our hearts. More importantly, 'luckily' we have our most powerful weapon of all - prayer. Seek for His guidance and protection.  

And In the case you need to have the physical touch, go and talk to someone. Someone who is neutral and not the type who simply follows 'hati' (kang dua2 'mati'... :P).  

May we all be continuously under His guidance. Amiiiiinnn~~~~ :)

Monday, February 20, 2012

Quick Post!

Uhuk.. uhuk.. uhuk.. mak aii banyaknye sawang~~

To be honest, I have so much to write about but simply haven't got the time. InsyaAllah will put up a new entry soon... :)

Till then~

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Ice cold~

A few weeks ago, a friend of mine forwarded an email to me containing one man's idea on an issue in relation to our Muslim community. The author was discussing on what he thought as a growing trend among Muslimah today. It was on 'hijabster'. I later found out that the article was published at free malaysia today webpage.

The term 'hijabster' was made up by combining the word hijab and hipster. And so, if you take a direct translations of the two words, you will begin to understand that hijabster is basically Muslimah wearing hijab and which they follow the latest trend in the so-called hijab world.

Among other things that was discussed by the author was on the new speech style of these hijabster and places where they hang out. In a way, the author trying to stress out that these group of Muslimah simply wanted to look cooler. He gave his credit to both Yuna and Tajima as the cream of the hijabster MOVEMENT.

I remembered in one of the sittings which I had a few years back on hijab, I couldn't help but to feel admiration plus envy towards the women of Ansar. Envy of their strong conviction.. their Iman. It is said that when the verse of Surah An-Nur verse 31 was revealed, i.e. "...let them draw their veils over their bosoms...", upon hearing this, the women of Ansar quickly grabbed any available cloth and even to the extent of ripping apart their outer garment to make a veil out of it. They didn't even stop for a second to question it. They listened and obey the command of Allah. They were so convinced that what ever comes from Allah is no other than to benefit mankind.

Nowadays, even among us muslims, we questioned a lot. We needed to be convinced in almost everything before we finally agree to abide by the stated rules. In the case of hijab, some of the famous questions are; how big is the tudung? what is the length of the tudung? must I cover the neck? and many more.

Truthfully, I have nothing againt the so-called hijabster movement. Not at all. It came to me as " least they want to cover their hair". At the same time I am least bothered listening to someone using arabic terms occasionally in their speech while enjoying the cold frozen yogurt at tutti-frutti.

But if it's true as claimed by the author that these group of people trying hard to look cooler, then I think we should all try to answer this question - "How can I make myself looks cool in Allah's eyes?".

In the end, it comes down to one's Nawaitu and lest should we forget the true purpose of wearing hijab. I am quite sure that the women of Ansar looked the coolest in Allah's eyes despite their untrendy unfashionable veil. Wallahu alam...

Now that I've mentioned on tutti-frutti, I have not been there but oh how I am craving to try more of those yummy-licious froyo after having only 3 or 4 spoons of my biras' share. LOL... Does that make myself a hijabster then? Nahh.. I guess not. Since I am a die-hard fan of square cotton tudung! :P

And tell the believing women that they (also) should restrain their gaze (from looking at the men whom it is lawful for them to marry, and from others' private parts), and guard their private parts, and that they should not display their charms except that which is revealed of itself; and let them draw their veils over their bosoms, and (tell them) not to display their charms to any save their husbands, or their fathers (and grandfathers, and both paternal and maternal uncles), or the fathers of their husbands, or their sons, or the sons of their husbands (both their own and step-sons and grandsons), or their brothers (and foster- and step-brothers), or the sons of their brothers, or the sons of their sisters, or the Muslim women and the women of good conduct with whom they associate, or those (slave-girls) their right hands possess, or the male attendants in their service free of sexual desire, or children that are as yet unaware of femininity. Nor should they stamp their feet (i. e. act in such a manner as to) draw attention to their charms (and arouse the passion of men). And, O believers, turn to God all together in repentance that you may attain true prosperity. (Al-Quran 24:31)

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

It's 2012 already~

I have just got to break the shell for 2012.

3 days before new year, I was thinking to put a summary entry for 2011. Half way through, I decided not to post it up anyway. It sounded too dramatic :P...

Then I told myself that I would put an entry to mark the first entry of 2012 on new year. But due to hectic schedule for the last 3 weeks, I didn't manage to keep my words.

And so today, while I was in the midst of completing marking my students' final, I had my laptop fixed on a social webpage which then led me reading one blog after another. In a way, it came to me as a wake up call of bilanya-nak-update-blog. To Jam, congratulations on the good news! :)

For most people, new year means new resolutions. Then again how many of us actually made resolutions but ended up not meeting them? I have kept mine simple this year. 

I was actually inspired by this one sister. When she offered me a ride to the office two months ago, she informed me of her target to help at least one person each day. Then just this morning, I stumbled on this short video on the youtube on Kindness boomerang. It's true, you could never tell what or how your random act of kindness could impact on someone else's life. Happy watching!