tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43080243067638415012024-02-19T12:38:49.588+01:00Super Heroes 10Life as we SEE it...Super Heroes 10http://www.blogger.com/profile/13095964482062285353noreply@blogger.comBlogger130125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308024306763841501.post-73245666960026161102012-06-25T03:09:00.000+02:002012-06-25T04:37:05.686+02:00Heureux mariage Robin et Starfire!Bismillahirrahminarrahim…<br />
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You know that anxious feeling we get when we're about to face our first day? The first day at school (both as a student and teacher xp), our first interview for a scolarship/ job, the first day at work etc?<br />
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I don't know about you..But as for me.. somehow, The Utmost Awesome-est, The Oft-Knowing had always sent someone to help me calm the nerves..making the first day bear-able..and less terrifying.
Few years ago, in 2009 to be exact I posted a note, a wedding speech for my everdearest sister, Diana Prince ( a.k.a WOnder Woman)
in the note I mentioned about a certain good friend who took a train all whe way from Planet Tamaran to the other end of the railway (Gotham City).
She spent the night at my house which at that time were filled with people she has never met before..<br />
Doing all these in the name Yg Maha Penyayang, to help a friend in need.<br />
Helping my family, prepare for my sister's wedding. (yup, it wasn't even My wedding!)<br />
I really didn't expect her to come. And she never really told me. But she just called telling me she'd be boarding the train.<br />
She just did it.<br />
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Now we're in July 2012. This friend of mine, Starfire, got hitched on the 9th of June, last month.
It was such an event. We're all are happy for her. Congratulations Starfire & Robin. ;-).<br />
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To Starfire, t'as enfin trouvée ton âme soeur et j'espère que tu garderas ton sourire jusqu'à le dernier second de ta vie malgré toutes les obstacles que vous affrontiez en tant qu'un couple.
Nobody said that married life est du gateaux. Just like any other relationship, it needs effort and sacrifice. God didn't exactly say that once we've completed one part of our deen, life would be easy.
But He did remind us, that as long as we want Him near, He'll get us through it all, insyaAllah.<br />
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To Robin, you are one lucky dude. And Im pretty sure you know this, thats why you it didn't take you that long to finally make the decision, kan?
She's the one, and you took that vow to be with her for as long as you both shall live.<br />
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Ma chere Starfire,<br />
Je n'oublierai jamais le premier jour qu'on s'est croisées.
It was during our interview for the superhuman course at the Legion Academy.
Malgre my snobbish don't-look-or-talk-to-me attitude, Starfire came around and talked to me. There were about 13 of us (or so)
But she was the only one to do so.<br />
Well, God does work in mysterious ways.She called me me as I forgot to sign something.<br />
So thats when it all started.
(Yup, Starfire was the angel He sent me for the interview, my very first day of the many years to come as I travel down the path as an superhero.)<br />
We exchanged our numbers, and our dads even sort of promised each other to " See you at Happy Harbor! "<br />
- both, pretty confident that their girls nailed the interview. lol.<br />
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We kept in touch asking if any of us heard any news about the outcome.<br />
In the whole Universe, they were only looking for 15 of us.
We heard rumors that 9 were already chosen from Steel City. And I thought chances were pretty slim for me at that time.<br />
But alhamdulillah, we both got the scolarship.<br />
We weren't really bestfriends or anything. She had her circle of friends, and I had mine. But she had always been there when I needed her.<br />
She would share the warmth of her comforter during winter in Thar (as I only had my fleece blanket).
She helped me, offered me advices when I needed her point of view.<br />
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Je me souviens toujours de deux choses en particulier:<br />
1. The first day I decided to put on the headscarf for real. It was new year in 2009, there was a demonstration in the streets of Cosmos for Syraq.
I made the decision a few days earlier. But I chose that day to wear it. Come to think of it, I don't know why I chose to call Starfire. Intuation maybe.
She was the first to know, and she came bringing an extra headscarf for me, and she helped me with it…;)
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2. The talk we had. At that time,our legion vient d'être séparée en deux.<br />
I still remember this particular phrase. "Ye, memang Huntress rapat dgn kak ****** tap Huntress jgn lupe kak ***** pun ade hak ats Huntress"
The whole point wasn't solely about building relationship with them, one ukhti to another.<br />
But its about having a better relationship with Our Creator through all these other relationship.
After that talk, I sent a mail to both of them. (kak ***** and kak *****, if ure reading this, je suis sure que vous savez je parle de vous deux =p)<br />
And alhamdulillah, the relationships with kak ****** got better while still being in touch with kak *****.<br />
and owh, Starfire were one of the few who actually 'layan' my obsession over, my dad, Batman.
at the academy she gave me this little Batman with Big Head which I placed on my locker. Then there were that Batman toothbrush.
and also a sort of Pocket Batman. (Its like Polly pocket, except it comes in a form of Batman's head, and upon opening, theres a Batcave, complete with a Batmobile. =D<br />
and of course its also thanks to Starfire that I didn't have to face my kursus kahwin alone.<br />
She asked me accompany her last year.<br />
I think it started as a favor for her, but end up being a favor for me as well.<br />
Yelah, having to attend 2 days course with people you never met! Terrifying kot! To people like me at least.<br />
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So, if you ask me about Starfire…These are the wonderful things I would always remember about her.
ma tres chere Starfire,<br />
He sent you, at thé interview.<br />
The first time we took our flight for our first summer holiday, you taught and showed me how to perform prayers in public. We were at CDG.<br />
( At the time, I still hadn't wore my hijab, so I had to wear my extra polo shirt to cover my head. Then again I used the in flight blanket during the journey)<br />
( I looked silly and we had a good laugh, but you didn't make fun of me, you assured me that it was okay to do un-ordinary things in the name of the Almighty)<br />
Then you were there when I first put on the tudung. Heck, Starfi yg tolong pakaikan Huntress tudung tu! ;-)<br />
And that talk about relationships with our ukhti(s)..
All those gifts (Batman, and of course Mathurat- didnt at that time it would become the zikr I need most to get through the days)<br />
And of course for ajak-ing me to come with you for the kursus kahwin =D<br />
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Tu as été une très bonne amie pour moi, et tu le serais toujours dans mon mémoire.;).<br />
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To Uncle and Auntie, the Queen and King of Planet Tamaran,
It was such a pleasure to get to know your daughter and having her as friend.
You've raised her well, she's truly such a wonderful person.
And Im pretty sure that Robin is a good son-in-law, and suami buat anak tersayang..Sbb Allah dah kate kan..Lelaki-lelaki baik utk perempuan-peremouan yg baik:)<br />
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I never regretted knowing Starfire.<br />
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But one thing I do regret even until now is the fact that I wasn't there for her on her wedding day the way she was on my sister's wedding day.
And I still feel the guilt until today. The inability to turn back time makes me feel so helpless. She's finally married.
There would never be that last moment, last pillow talk between us bachelorettes before she becme the wife of someone.<br />
Starfire, Je suis sincèrement désolée que je n'étais pas la, a la veille de ton mariage.
J'aurais pu venir, j'aurais pu être avec toi, on aurait pu avoir une dernière nuit blanche entre filles, mais j'ai tout gache.
Ive had my time and I chose otherwise.
So for all the others out there… if you have a friend, a good friend, or any loved ones and you only had that one chance to spend with them before your live takes different turn of events…<br />
Take it. Never think twice. Cause there might not be the 2nd time around.<br />
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But we all know, we all plan and He laughs.
Theres always a reason for something.<br />
For me its a lesson learnt, and I hope it will help others to not repeat the same mistake as mine.
Living with regrets is no way to live.
Its like you'd want to forget everything and try to be better the next time but somehow theres always that little voice inside you're head reminding you of the past.
Things you could've done differently, but you didn't.<br />
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Hmm, my only hope right right now, is if ever Starfire and I are blessed with daughters..
I hope they'll become good friends, and my daughter could be there for her daughter the way I never did.
I know its a bit far fetched..<br />
but one can hope.<br />
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Well, thats all for know.<br />
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Selamat pengantin baru Mohd Starfire and Nur Robin (hehe).<br />
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Semoga masjid yg dibina, dirahmati, dilindungi dan di- Guide Ar-Rasheed jusqu'à la fin du temps.
Bonne Chance! ;)<br />
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Wassalam.<br />
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bisous tout doux,<br />
Huntress<br />
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.Super Heroes 10http://www.blogger.com/profile/13095964482062285353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308024306763841501.post-41207030846892007782012-01-07T01:16:00.001+01:002012-01-07T01:18:56.378+01:00Mine is 4: 34 (ITS AWESOME to be a Girl!) , what about you?Salam ( Peace be upon you ) & bonjour, ;-)<br /><br />Bismillahirrahmanirrahim, In the name of Allah, The Most Gracious, The Most Merciful<br /><br />Quick question, do you have a favourite quote? Or a life principles, or a philosophy you live by?<br />The way Timon & Pumba hold on to " Hakuna Ma Ta Ta ", in ways that Rancho a.k.a P. Wangdu hangs on to " All is well " ?<br /><br />What about the verses from the Quran? Our love letters from The Creator Himself to his creations. Do you have any favourite ayah from The Book ?<br /><br />I have one form An- Nisa' ( Women ), verse 34 ;<br /><br />" Laki-laki (suami) itu pelindung bagi perempuan (isteri) kerana Allah telah melebihkan sebagian mereka (laki--laki) atas sebagian yang lain (perempuan), dan karena mereka (lelaki) telah memberikan nafkah dan hartanya. Maka perempuan-perempuan yang saleh, adalah mereka yang taat (kepada Allah) dan menjaga diri ketika (suaminya) tidak ada, karena Allah telah menjaga (mereka).<br />Perempuan-perempuan yang kamu khawatirkan akan nusyuz, hendaklah kamu;<br />- beri nasihat kepada mereka,<br />- tinggalkanlah mereka di tempat tidur,<br />- dan (kalau perlu) pukullah mereka.<br />Tetapi jika mereka menaatimu, maka<br />JANGANLAH KAMU <span style="font-weight:bold;">MENCARI-CARI ALASAN</span> UNTUK <span style="font-weight:bold;">MENYUSAHKANNYA</span>.<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">SUNGGUH, ALLAH MAHA TINGGI, MAHA BESAR. "</span><br /><br />"Men are (meant to be righteous and kind) guardians of women because God has favored some more than others and because they (i.e. men) spend out of their wealth. (In their turn) righteous women are (meant to be) devoted and to guard what God has (willed to be) guarded even though out of sight (of the husband).<br />As for those (women) on whose part you fear ill-will and nasty conduct,<br />admonish them (first),<br />(next) leave them alone in beds<br />(and last) beat or separate them (from you).<br />But if they obey you,<br />then seek <span style="font-weight:bold;">nothing</span> against them.<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Behold, God is most High and Great.</span><br /><br />- Translation by Dr. Ahmad Shafaat<br /><br />Isn't it obvious how much He loves us (women). ;-), and men, are you not scared off His threat reminding you, no matter how strong, how 'awesome', how superior you may think of yourself over others, verily HE, is Most High, Most Great. In short - HE WOULD ALWAYS BE STRONGER, AWESOME-ER and definitely THE GREATEST.<br /><br />I like the fact that HE has pass the reponsibility to look after women, to guard them to men. But should a man fail to do so there has always been Al- Muhaimin. THE Protector of All Protectors.<br /><br />That is how beautiful this deen is, how Islam protects the women and respects men. Even in obeying the parents our mother comes before our father.<br /><blockquote>A man came to the Prophet and said, ‘O Messenger of God! Who among the people is the most worthy of my good companionship? The Prophet said: Your mother. The man said, ‘Then who?' The Prophet said: Then your mother. The man further asked, ‘Then who?' The Prophet said: Then your mother. The man asked again, ‘Then who?' The Prophet said: Then your father. (Bukhari, Muslim).</blockquote><br /><br />Even after marriage our mother-in-laws have the same right on us, just as our mother.<br /><br /><blockquote>Kewajipan anak lelaki, pertama kepada Allah, kedua rasul, ketiga emak dan emak mentua, keem pat bapa dan bapa mentua dan kelima baru isteri. Isteri kena faham, kalau dia sayang dan melebihkan ibu bapa, itu memang wajar.<br />"Sebaliknya anak perempuan, yang pertama Allah, kedua rasul dan ketiga suami... Jalan pintas ke syurga bagi anak-anak selain Allah adalah emak dan ayahnya.<br /></blockquote><br />See how special women are in Islam. And how Just He is that in exchange, after marriage, for woman, her spouse comes before her parents, but only because God has entrusted the responsibility on men to regard the in laws just as his own family. God is too Awesome for words.. He's got our back.<br /><br />But again, if your wife has been good to you, helping you, being your other half, completing you..<br /><br />It is generally known that whatever you give a woman, she will make it better;<br />Give her a house, she'll give you a home.<br />Give her groceries, she'll give you a meal.<br />Give her a smile, she'll give you her heart. <br /><br />So, if you you fail to love women in ways He commands you to and how The Prophet teaches us to (and vice versa of course),<br />Then be sure, The Almighty will judge you Justly. As what we deserve, for He is The All-Seeing, All Knowing.<br /><br /><blockquote>A woman came out of a mans rib.<br />Not from his feet to be walked on,<br />not from his head to be superior over,<br />but from his side to be his equal.<br />Under the arm to be protected,<br />and next to the heart to be loved..</blockquote><br /><br />Wallahu'alam.<br /><br />-dedicated to all women, daughter,mothers and wives.Super Heroes 10http://www.blogger.com/profile/13095964482062285353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308024306763841501.post-13197814946690846812012-01-01T21:15:00.000+01:002012-01-01T21:16:29.919+01:00New Year's inspiration to all of us.. ;-)<iframe width="400" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/DXodUv3-pTU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><br /><br />It all starts with the smallest step..Bismillahirahminirrahim..n our niat (intentions). ;-)<br /><br />InsyaAllah, Ar Rasheed will guide us through it all.<br /><br />Reflect on this: Sometimes we lose hope in turning to God and asking for His help because we feel like we have done too much wrong. And yet think of a child who has just angered his mother and immediately after trips and falls on the stairs. Even if that child had just angered his mother to tears, the moment he falls and cries for help, she runs to him. This is human mercy. And God is infinitely more merciful than a mother is to her child. So, do you think--no matter what you've done--when you're falling and cry out to the *most* merciful...He wouldn't come save you?<br />-Yasmen Mogahed<br /><br />If you trip, dont have to wait for another New Year's Eve to start again. Each breath that we take is Allah giving us another chance to be better. So don't wait, cause no one knows when we'll be taking our last breath..Super Heroes 10http://www.blogger.com/profile/13095964482062285353noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308024306763841501.post-41492104318046212302012-01-01T08:38:00.001+01:002012-01-01T08:39:49.421+01:00Its 2012In the name of God, The Most Gracious Most Merciful,<br /><br />Its the first day of 2012, lets reflect on this: <br /><br />Sometimes we lose hope in turning to God and asking for His help because we feel like we have done too much wrong. And yet think of a child who has just angered his mother and immediately after trips and falls on the stairs. Even if that child had just angered his mother to tears, the moment he falls and cries for help, she runs to him. This is human mercy. And God is infinitely more merciful than a mother is to her child. So, do you think--no matter what you've done--when you're falling and cry out to the *most* merciful...He wouldn't come save you?<br /><br />*If you trip, dont have to wait for another New Year's Eve to start again. Each breath that we take is Allah giving us another chance to be better. So don't wait, cause no one knows when we'll be taking our last breath.<br /><br />Wallahu'alam.Super Heroes 10http://www.blogger.com/profile/13095964482062285353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308024306763841501.post-25892492363910955552011-12-13T17:32:00.000+01:002011-12-13T17:33:34.725+01:00Cerite tentang selai python bername Jenny.Salam wbt & salam sejahtera.<br /> <br />Ini merupekan sebuah kisah benar yg telah diceritakan kpdku via kakakku yg mendegr cerita ini dari salah seorang sahabat akrabnya, Kak Ainul Huda.<br /> <br />Anyway, ceritanye mengenai seorg kenalan yg membele selai Python ataupun lebih mesre dgn name melayu nye, ular sawa sbg haiwan peliharaan.<br /> <br />Encik David (bukan name sebenar) telah membele, membelai dan menjage Jenny (juga bukan name sebenar) dgn penuh kasih syg ...ibarat manatang minyak yg penuh sejak si Jenny kontot dan kenit lagi. Makan minum dijage..malah Jenny turut tidur bersame David tatkala malam menjelang (Yes, manusie, sekatil dgn ular) <br /> <br />Jenny pun membesar dgn sihat dan seperti ular yg normal. (Omg, gile cuak type ular bebyk kali) ok anyway, <br /> <br />satu hari, si Jenny yg telah meningkat remaja (ikut lifetime Python ok), enggan utk makan...bukan sahaja polar pemakanannya telah berubah..malah polar tidurnye juga tidakla seperti selalu. Jenny si Python yg selalunye tidur berlingkar persis selai ular kini tidur dgn cara melunjurkan badannya...<br />David semakin risau dan kasihankan Jenny kesygn kerana tingkahlakunya yg seperti sakit gtu.<br />Hal ini telah berlalu bagi beberapa ketika sehinggalah David mengambil keputusan utk membawe Jenny menemui pakar perubatan (a.k.a Veterinarian lah).<br /> <br />Setelah menjelaskan keadaan Jenny kepada Doktor tersebut. Ha, nk tawu Doktor tu kate ape? Ikutilah perbualannye..:<br /> <br />Doctor : Hmm..kes ini agak serious..dan saya rasa moleklah jike En. David tinggalkan Jenny di sini.<br /> <br />David : (Dgn penuh kerisauan)..Lame ke dokter sy kene tinggalkan die? Kenape dgn die?<br /> <br />Doctor : Sebenarnye si Jenny nie... bukanlah saket secare sengaje..cume die sdg mempersiapkan dirinye..<br /> <br />David : (Eh..my baby dah nak mati ke..??...)<br /> <br />Doctor : ...Sebenarnye..die sdg mempersiapkan dirinye utk mnjdkan En. David sbg mangsanye. Perilaku nya yg tidak mkn adalah kerana die sedang mempersiapkan dirinya, menahan perut, ibarat puasa..kerana ingin menyimpan perut bg menelan Encik..Dan apabila dia tidur dlm keadaan melunjur adalah kerana...die sdang mengukur dan membudget kepanjangan badannya..Jike die mampu menelan habis Encik David.<br /> <br />haaaaa...sentap kan!?! My first reaction to this story was....Kurang aja punye ular! Like literally..statement ini telah disuarekan buat beberape kali..utk seberape ketike..<br /> <br />I was like mcm..OMG ular ni..takde budi bahase ke..Org tu da jage kau bagai..Jahat taw sesenyap buat plan.<br /> <br />I was quite angry at this Jenny for quite sometime until I manage to rationalize things..<br /> <br />An ustaz once reminded my friends and I about the definition of zalim... Zalim is when when we place something bukan pada tempatnya...Meletakkan sesuatu bukan pada tempatnye. ( It can mean alot of course)<br />But in this context I guess.. All of this wouldnt happen if David tak decide utk membele Jenny di selai tempat yg bukan merupekan habitat semulajadinye.. Theres a reason why snakes never made it to te domestic pets category.. it belongs to the wild...Living with other wild animals..Singing circles of life. or if die tak teri nyanyi lagi english they would probably nyanyik lagu Bangau oh Bangau.<br />Anyway, my point is..Snakes were never meant to live with us..<br />So in Jenny's defense...its not really her fault..Its just how she is.. Shes probably not proud of it.. But. tula..She is how she is la.<br />Edward Cullen pn paling2 vegetarian he can get pon lahap mountain lions and bears juge kan.<br /> <br />But yes..I do pity David (seb baekla kau angkut si Jenny tu pegi Kelinik on time abang oi)..I pity him in a sense that..yela si Jenny nie kalau ye pn..kasik warning la dl..kau sesenyap buat plan nk telan si David yg dah besarkan kau cm ank sendiri ..ape cer..<br /> <br />But..yes I know..David juge bukanlah Harry Potter mahupun Voldemort yg mampu berbahasa Parseltongue. Siape tahu kan..tah2..mmg si Jenny cube beberape kali untuk memberitahu si David..tapi si David nie buat bodo je..yelah dah mamat tu x faham.<br /> <br />So anyway, I guess my conclusion is...jgnlah menzalimi diri, menzalimi makhluk Allah yg laen atau ape sahaje lah dgn meletakkan sesuatu bukan pade tempat yg sepatutnye..dan melawan fitrah hidup. If it was never eant to be..It will never be. And if we try to go against what He has ordained for us..<br />Bad things will happen eventually..<br />Sesungguhnye..Dielah yg Maha Bijaksana and Maha Mengetahui atas segale sesuatu.<br /> <br />Wallahu'alam<br /> <br />Selamat beramal~ <br />;-)Super Heroes 10http://www.blogger.com/profile/13095964482062285353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308024306763841501.post-249303817757481882011-12-01T15:41:00.000+01:002011-12-01T15:42:58.714+01:00Why do people have to leave each other?Part I<br /> <br />When I was 17 years old, I had a dream. I dreamt that I was sitting inside a masjid and a little girl walked up to ask me a question. She asked me: “Why do people have to leave each other?” The question was a personal one, but it seemed clear to me why the question was chosen for me.<br />I was one to get attached.<br />Ever since I was a child, this temperament was clear. While other children in preschool could easily recover once their parents left, I could not. My tears, once set in motion, did not stop easily. As I grew up, I learned to become attached to everything around me. From the time I was in first grade, I needed a best friend. As I got older, any fall-out with a friend shattered me. I couldn’t let go of anything. People, places, events, photographs, moments—even outcomes became objects of strong attachment. If things didn’t work out the way I wanted or imagined they should, I was devastated. And disappointment for me wasn’t an ordinary emotion. It was catastrophic. Once let down, I never fully recovered. I could never forget, and the break never mended. Like a glass vase that you place on the edge of a table, once broken, the pieces never quite fit again.<br />But the problem wasn’t with the vase. Or even that the vases kept breaking. The problem was that I kept putting them on the edge of tables. Through my attachments, I was dependent on my relationships to fulfill my needs. I allowed those relationships to define my happiness or my sadness, my fulfillment or my emptiness, my security, and even my self-worth. And so, like the vase placed where it will inevitably fall, through those dependencies I set myself up for disappointment. I set myself up to be broken. And that’s exactly what I found: one disappointment, one break after another.<br />But the people who broke me were not to blame any more than gravity can be blamed for breaking the vase. We can’t blame the laws of physics when a twig snaps because we leaned on it for support. The twig was never created to carry us.<br />Our weight was only meant to be carried by God. We are told in the Quran: “…whoever rejects evil and believes in God hath grasped the most trustworthy hand-hold, that never breaks. And God hears and knows all things.” (Qur’an 2: 256)<br />There is a crucial lesson in this verse: that there is only one handhold that never breaks. There is only one place where we can lay our dependencies. There is only one relationship that should define our self-worth and only one source from which to seek our ultimate happiness, fulfillment, and security. That place is God.<br />But this world is all about seeking those things everywhere else. Some of us seek it in our careers, some seek it in wealth, some in status. Some, like me, seek it in our relationships. In her book, Eat, Pray, Love, Elizabeth Gilbert describes her own quest for happiness. She describes moving in and out of relationships, and even traveling the globe in search of this fulfillment. She seeks that fulfillment—unsuccessfully—in her relationships, in meditation, even in food.<br />And that’s exactly where I spent much of my own life: seeking a way to fill my inner void. So it was no wonder that the little girl in my dream asked me this question. It was a question about loss, about disappointment. It was a question about being let down. A question about seeking something and coming back empty handed. It was about what happens when you try to dig in concrete with your bare hands: not only do you come back with nothing—you break your fingers in the process. And I learned this not by reading it, not by hearing it from a wise sage. I learned it by trying it again, and again, and again.<br />And so, the little girl’s question was essentially my own question…being asked to myself.<br />Ultimately, the question was about the nature of the dunya as a place of fleeting moments and temporary attachments. As a place where people are with you today, and leave or die tomorrow. But this reality hurts our very being because it goes against our nature. We, as humans, are made to seek, love, and strive for what is perfect and what is permanent. We are made to seek what’s eternal. We seek this because we were not made for this life. Our first and true home was Paradise: a land that is both perfect and eternal. So the yearning for that type of life is a part of our being. The problem is that we try to find that here. And so we create ageless creams and cosmetic surgery in a desperate attempt to hold on—in an attempt to mold this world into what it is not, and will never be.<br />And that’s why if we live in dunya with our hearts, it breaks us. That’s why this dunya hurts. It is because the definition ofdunya, as something temporary and imperfect, goes against everything we are made to yearn for. Allah put a yearning in us that can only be fulfilled by what is eternal and perfect. By trying to find fulfillment in what is fleeting, we are running after a hologram…a mirage. We are digging into concrete with our bare hands. Seeking to turn what is by its very nature temporary into something eternal is like trying to extract from fire, water. You just get burned. Only when we stop putting our hopes indunya, only when we stop trying to make the dunya into what it is not—and was never meant to be (jannah)—will this life finally stop breaking our hearts.<br /> <br />We must also realize that nothing happens without a purpose. Nothing. Not even broken hearts. Not even pain. That broken heart and that pain are lessons and signs for us. They are warnings that something is wrong. They are warnings that we need to make a change. Just like the pain of being burned is what warns us to remove our hand from the fire, emotional pain warns us that we need to make an internal change. That we need to detach. Pain is a form of forced detachment. Like the loved one who hurts you again and again and again, the more dunya hurts us, the more we inevitably detach from it. The more we inevitably stop loving it.<br />And pain is a pointer to our attachments. That which makes us cry, that which causes us most pain is where our false attachments lie. And it is those things which we are attached to as we should only be attached to Allah which become barriers on our path to God. But the pain itself is what makes the false attachment evident. The pain creates a condition in our life that we seek to change, and if there is anything about our condition that we don’t like, there is a divine formula to change it. God says: “Verily never will God change the condition of a people until they change what is within themselves.” (Qur’an, 13:11)<br />After years of falling into the same pattern of disappointments and heartbreak, I finally began to realize something profound. I had always thought that love of dunya meant being attached to material things. And I was not attached to material things. I was attached to people. I was attached to moments. I was attached to emotions. So I thought that the love of dunya just did not apply to me. What I didn’t realize was that people, moments, emotions are all a part of dunya. What I didn’t realize is that all the pain I had experienced in life was due to one thing, and one thing only: love of dunya.<br />As soon as I began to have that realization, a veil was lifted from my eyes. I started to see what my problem was. I was expecting this life to be what it is not, and was never meant to be: perfect. And being the idealist that I am, I was struggling with every cell in my body to make it so. It had to be perfect. And I would not stop until it was. I gave my blood, sweat, and tears to this endeavor: making the dunya into jannah. This meant expecting people around me to be perfect. Expecting my relationships to be perfect. Expecting so much from those around me and from this life. Expectations. Expectations. Expectations. And if there is one recipe for unhappiness it is that: expectations. But herein lay my fatal mistake. My mistake was not in having expectations; as humans, we should never lose hope. The problem was in *where* I was placing those expectations and that hope. At the end of the day, my hope and expectations were not being placed in God. My hope and expectations were in people, relationships, means. Ultimately, my hope was in this dunya rather than Allah.<br />And so I came to realize a very deep Truth. An ayah began to cross my mind. It was an ayah I had heard before, but for the first time I realized that it was actually describing me: “Those who rest not their hope on their meeting with Us, but are pleased and satisfied with the life of the present, and those who heed not Our Signs.” (Qur’an, 10:7)<br />By thinking that I can have everything here, my hope was not in my meeting with God. My hope was in dunya. But what does it mean to place your hope in dunya? How can this be avoided? It means when you have friends, don’t expect your friends to fill your emptiness. When you get married, don’t expect your spouse to fulfill your every need. When you’re an activist, don’t put your hope in the results. When you’re in trouble don’t depend on yourself. Don’t depend on people. Depend on God.<br />Seek the help of people—but realize that it is not the people (or even your own self) that can save you. Only Allah can do these things. The people are only tools, a means used by God. But they are not the source of help, aid, or salvation of any kind. Only God is. The people cannot even create the wing of a fly (22:73). And so, even while you interact with people externally, turn your heart towards God. Face Him alone, as Prophet Ibrahim (as) said so beautifully: “For me, I have set my face, firmly and truly, towards Him Who created the heavens and the earth, and never shall I give partners to Allah.” (Qur’an,6:79)<br />But how does Prophet Ibrahim (as) describe his journey to that point? He studies the moon, the sun and the stars and realizes that they are not perfect. They set.<br />They let us down.<br />So Prophet Ibrahim (as) was thereby led to face Allah alone. Like him, we need to put our full hope, trust, and dependency on God. And God alone. And if we do that, we will learn what it means to finally find peace and stability of heart. Only then will the roller coaster that once defined our lives finally come to an end. That is because if our inner state is dependent on something that is by definition inconstant, that inner state will also be inconstant. If our inner state is dependent on something changing and temporary, that inner state will be in a constant state of instability, agitation, and unrest. This means that one moment we’re happy, but as soon as that which our happiness depended upon changes, our happiness also changes. And we become sad. We remain always swinging from one extreme to another and not realizing why.<br />We experience this emotional roller coaster because we can never find stability and lasting peace until our attachment and dependency is on what is stable and lasting. How can we hope to find constancy if what we hold on to is inconstant and perishing? In the statement of Abu Bakr is a deep illustration of this truth. After the Prophet Muhammad ﷺ died, the people went into shock and could not handle the news. But although no one loved the Prophet ﷺ like Abu Bakr, Abu Bakr understood well the only place where one’s dependency should lie. He said: “If you worshipped Muhammad, know that Muhammad is dead. But if you worshipped Allah, know that Allah never dies.”<br />To attain that state, don’t let your source of fulfillment be anything other than your relationship with God. Don’t let your definition of success, failure, or self-worth be anything other than your position with Him (Qur’an, 49:13). And if you do this, you become unbreakable, because your handhold is unbreakable. You become unconquerable, because your supporter can never be conquered. And you will never become empty, because your source of fulfillment is unending and never diminishes.<br />Looking back at the dream I had when I was 17, I wonder if that little girl was me. I wonder this because the answer I gave her was a lesson I would need to spend the next painful years of my life learning. My answer to her question of why people have to leave each other was: “because this life isn’t perfect; for if it was, what would the next be called?”<br /> <br />Taken from;<br /><a href="http://www.suhaibwebb.com/personaldvlpt/character/why-do-people-have-to-leave-each-other/">http://www.suhaibwebb.com/personaldvlpt/character/why-do-people-have-to-leave-each-other/</a>Super Heroes 10http://www.blogger.com/profile/13095964482062285353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308024306763841501.post-17957295832092747792011-11-25T10:35:00.001+01:002011-11-25T10:35:52.082+01:00Super Expensive Cars, Roadtax, Life and God.Salam (May peace be upon you),<br /> <br />Bismillahirrahmannirahim.<br /> <br />Ever got stuck in a traffic jam or as the french call it "embouteillage"- just love the word. Anyhow, ever got stuck in a traffic and;<br /> <br />- laugh at all the other people stuck there with you? <br /> <br />- curse or make fun of the ones using the emergency lane for their own selfish benefit. (Especially only to get arrested by the policemen waiting a few meters ahead) Ha Ha Ha!<br /> <br />- feel sorry for those driving those kerete mewah seperti jaguar, lamborgini, ferarri, BMW, a Bugatti Veyron maybe dan sebagainye, kerane walau bagaimane awesome pun kerete mereke..ia tetap tak boleh terbang to avoid the traffic. <br /> <br />[Come to think of it, having one of those flying horses yg cam Navi Avatar naek tu seems like a more appealing choice of transport. Awesome nye!] And tak paya bayar insuran and roadtax! Wohoo~<br /> <br />Anyway, I was just thinking, thats one of the things I like about Him. The fact that He overlooks wealth, physical appearance and looks solely into our heart before passing any judgements.<br /> <br />Kinda like cars and traffic. Just because a person drives an Aston Martin, and another person drives some ancient Nissan or Datsun...We all have to abide by the road rules, by the traffic lights etc. Sure the roadtax we pay may differ based on the car we're driving. But in the end, if the traffic light is red, you still have to stop, and even if ure using the fastlane (Smartag/ Touch 'n Go) you still have to pay. And when you find yourself in the midst of a traffic jam. You're stuck..just like the others.<br /> <br />And that is what so beautiful about the Creator Himself and The Deen He entrust us with.<br /> <br />The fact that all that matters is a beautiful and pure Heart. <br />Jikalau baik dan suci dlmnye...nescaye akan terselah lah keindahannya diluar,insyAllah.<br /> <br />To be able to love us for all that we are...and to know us inside out, the good the bad...Especially the good deeds we do even when others perceive it badly. But He knows we never intend to hurt anyone, that, that one mistake we did, we did it with good intentions..He knows it all for He is The All Knowing.<br /> <br />50:16- And We have already created man and know what his soul whispers to him, and We are closer to him than [his] jugular vein.<br /> <br />God is so awesome, kan? ;D<br /> <br />In the end we will all be judge..befittingly, rightfully,fairly.<br /> <br />So despair not those who think this life is unfair, for the real life is not here, yet.<br />Maybe those evil person got away with the things they did, because no else found out bout it.<br />And maybe we know about it but its beyond our power to punish them.<br />Do not be angry..For He knows..and He'll know how to deal with them.<br />Everyone will finally get what they deserve.<br />Including us. <br />So be good people. Til next time.<br /> <br />Wallahu'alam.<br /> <br />Another article which has inspired me-<br />http://www.suhaibwebb.com/personaldvlpt/reflections/this-life-a-prison-or-paradise/Super Heroes 10http://www.blogger.com/profile/13095964482062285353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308024306763841501.post-73152763807708646552011-10-26T17:49:00.000+02:002011-10-26T17:54:17.665+02:00Its okay..if you're not perfect.Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.<br /><br />To my future husband (whoever you maybe),<br /><br />Assalammualaikum w.b.t.<br /><br />I just wanted you to know that Im okay with you not being perfect.<br /><br />I will learn to accept your flaws. I might not react calm and collected all the time..<br />But I assure you deep down and in time I'll be okay with it.<br /><br />The truth is..I don't think I can afford you being perfect and all that I ever wished for.. as the verse goes<br /><br /><b><i>2:216 -...and it may be that you dislike a thing which is good for you and that you like a thing which is bad for you. Allah knows of that which we don't.<br /></i></b><br />Most importantly, Im scared that if youre flawless,my heart would be all yours,<br />that I would come to love you more than myself..<br />that I would love you more than I love Him.<br />that I would think about you all the time to the extend of forgetting Him.<br />that my whole life would revolve around you..instead of Him.<br /><br />So my other half..<br /><br />With that being said, indirectly speaking, I also wish that you would come to understand, why I'll never be perfect, and the the reason why He created me to have all this flaw, and to err from time to time.<br />So that from all the hurt and heartache I might cause you.. through it all..<br />you will find it in your heart to love Him..more than you love me.<br />That you would devote yourself to Him..and not me..for Im just one of His creations..<br /><br />I have to be imperfect..so you that you can put Him..above it all.<br /><br />However,<br /><br />It doesnt mean that I want you to put up with my imperfections,<br />Teguran is always welcome..but please..I'd appreciate it if you'd do it in the utmost gentle way..<br />with hikmah. The way our beloved Prophet would, to his wives.. After all, he is the best example there is..right?<br />And I promise you, I would try my best..everyday to become a better person,<br />to live by what is required by our Deen.<br /><br />And from you, my dear..if its not too much, I would like to ask you ..to do the same..<br />A similar promise..that you would try your best each day..to become a better caliph in this life..for Him..<br />and Only Him.<br /><br />Therefore future husband...<br /><br />its okay if you're not perfect..Cause I need you to be as you are.<br /><br />And if I never had the chance to meet you I this lifetime...Its alright,<br /><br />because He already knows that I would probably give you all of my heart,<br />leaving none for Him.<br /><br />After All..He is Al-'Alim..The All Knowing ;-)<br /><br />And its okay..cause life is too short anyway.<br />Its no place to spend forever with your loved ones.<br /><br /><b><i>" And what is life of this world except the enjoyment of delusion "(3:185)<br /></i></b><br />Wallahu'alam.Super Heroes 10http://www.blogger.com/profile/13095964482062285353noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308024306763841501.post-41263393582947190982011-06-13T09:56:00.003+02:002011-06-13T10:03:48.593+02:00*terkedu*assalamualaikum,<br /><br /><b>Telah bersabda <span style="color:#FF0000;"> Rasulullah s.a.w.</span>, " Ya <span style="color:#FF0000;"> Allah </span> anugerahilah kepada kami<span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"> dua buah mata yang menangis kerana takut kepada-</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" >Mu</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">, sebelum tidak ditemunya air mata</span>."</b><br /><br />(source : tidak diketahui)<br /><br />minta maaf atas kekurangan, tiada hadis yang kukuh, TAPI, nak bawa readers semua berfikir.<br /><br />ke mana air mata kita pergi selama ini?<br /><br />kekasih?<br />gagal exam?<br />kalah tournament?<br />tak dapat permission parents?<br />masalah? masalah n masalah??!!<br /><br />hanya satu je yang sepatutnya kita tangisi : <b><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">menangis kerana takut kepada-</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" >Mu</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">, Ya Allah. Kesali kekhilafan kita selama ini.<br /><br /></span></b>InchaAllah.<br />Wassalam :)<br /><br />p/s : da 'menangis' hari ni?Super Heroes 10http://www.blogger.com/profile/13095964482062285353noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308024306763841501.post-74950055782997061022011-06-10T01:49:00.002+02:002011-06-13T09:51:44.736+02:00as simple as...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm4MXzHs0aELx7vbqIgwocXEVeL5TWJwQIXd5AYTAgE9Xt3mMwN1-maC6sympbGcVE-7j2QkT8pPv3DJr9Y6cXKCoMK2f1ULuWNVLrkROFE7c-kt9dtRrvInObX0r6rSPRNro8QqNqqCjf/s1600/IMG_7916.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm4MXzHs0aELx7vbqIgwocXEVeL5TWJwQIXd5AYTAgE9Xt3mMwN1-maC6sympbGcVE-7j2QkT8pPv3DJr9Y6cXKCoMK2f1ULuWNVLrkROFE7c-kt9dtRrvInObX0r6rSPRNro8QqNqqCjf/s320/IMG_7916.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615896999280765314" border="0" /></a><br /><br />peringatan / tazkirah of the day :<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">"Ketahuilah sesungguhnya <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">kehidupan dunia itu hanyalah </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" >permainan</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"> & </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">senda gurauan.</span> </span></span>Perhiasan dan saling berbangga di antara kamu serta berlumba-lumba dalam kekayaan dan anak keturunan seperti hujan yang tanam2annya mengangumkan para petani, kemudian tanaman itu menjadi kering dan kamu lihat warnanya kuning kemudian menjadi hancur.<br />Dan <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">di akhirat nanti ada azab yang keras</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"> dan </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"><span style="font-size:130%;">ampunan dari Allah</span> serta <span style="font-size:130%;">keredhaanNya</span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">Dan </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">kehidupan di dunia tidak lain, hanyalah <span style="font-size:130%;">kesenangan yang palsu</span></span>"<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">bien dit!<br /><br />wassalam :)<br /></div></div>Super Heroes 10http://www.blogger.com/profile/13095964482062285353noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308024306763841501.post-9948013410694533892011-06-08T01:11:00.002+02:002011-06-08T01:11:00.258+02:00..cerita? ok..ceritanya bermula....<blockquote>"Kerajaan katak.<br />Semua isi kerajaan itu adalah katak. Pada suatu hari, ada sekumpulan ekor katak telah dicampak di dalam perigi.<br />Kerana apa mereka dicampak?<br />atas kelemahan mereka sendiri kerana dikatakan banyak ‘mengundang onar’ kepada masyarakat katak ketika itu.<br /><br />Katak yang berada dalam perigi ini, masing-masing pun sibuklah berusaha untuk menyelamatkan diri dengan berusaha melompat dan memanjat perigi untuk sampai ke atas tanah. Malangnya ketika usaha-usaha itu ingin dilakukan, ada sekumpulan katak pula yang berada di atas tanah berusaha melemahkan semangat mereka dengan mengeluarkan kata-kata seperti; <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">“</span><em style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">engkau takkan mampu..engkau lemah..kami takkan tolong walau sedikit pun..siapa suruh engkau melakukan kekecohan di atas tanah?</em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">..</span><em style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">rasakan,inilah balasan setimpal di atas kekecohan yang engkau lakukan..</em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">“</span>.<br /><br />Pendek cerita, semua kata-kata nista dikeluarkan oleh katak-katak yang melihat dari atas perigi. Disebabkan kata-kata nista tersebut, ada sebilangan katak-katak mula <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">mengatur strategi untuk naik ke atas dengan lebih efektif</span>. Masing-masing mula mengeluarkan pendapat. Oleh kerana tiada pemimpin ketika itu di kalangan mereka, maka katak-katak mangsa ini <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">makin lama seolah-olah ingin bergaduh antara satu sama lain kerana merasakan idea mereka yang paling bagus</span>. Setelah beberapa ketika, <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">kutuk-mengutuk diantara mereka berlaku</span>. Mereka juga <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">mengeluarkan kata-kata yang </span><em style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">tidak menarik</em><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"> yang melemahkan semangat antara mereka</span>.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">TETAPI</span>, ada seekor katak ini, tetap gigih berusaha memanjat untuk naik ke atas tanah walaupun huru-hara berlaku di dalam perigi dan juga di atas perigi. Akhirnya beliau selamat sampai ke atas tanah. Bila ditanya oleh wartawan ketika itu, <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">apa rahsia kejayaan beliau</span> untuk naik ke atas tanah? Beliau menjawab..<span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;">” saya pekak..saya oke!..”</span>..</blockquote><br /><br />artikel daripada <a href="http://rihlatulwujud.wordpress.com/2011/01/30/memasak/">Perjalanan Kehidupan.</a><br /><br />senang kata..susah untuk aplikasikan nya..<br />betul, pendapat dan kata2 orang sekeliling sangat sukar untuk kita hadapi..dan mungkin boleh membawa barah kapada hati kita sendiri..nak jadi katak yang terkurung selama-lamanya dalam perigi?<br /><br />tau x senang.. <span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:";font-size:100%;">Mù Lán pun tengah mencuba..<br /><br />Mari<i><b> 'pekak kan telinga'</b></i>!!?<br /></span><div><span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:";font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:";font-size:100%;">p/s : sile jangan tanya macam mana katak pekak tu boleh menjawap soalan wartawan tu kalau dia tak dapat mendengar..</span></div>Super Heroes 10http://www.blogger.com/profile/13095964482062285353noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308024306763841501.post-4485009085691098142011-06-06T01:12:00.004+02:002011-06-06T09:26:22.857+02:00study & work life..<span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:";font-size:100%;" >Assalamualaikum<br /><br />tengah bercuti kah semua? tengah buat apa tu? :)<br /><br />maaf atas kekhilafan </span> <style>table.MsoNormalTable { line-height: 115%; font-size: 11pt; font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; }</style> <span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:";font-size:100%;" >Mù Lán selama ini..<br />harap semua dapat terima <span style="font-style: italic;">comeback</span> </span> <style>table.MsoNormalTable { line-height: 115%; font-size: 11pt; font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; }</style> Mù Lán...<br /><br />beberapa tahun yang lepas, kebanyakan SH10 masih dibangku 'sekolah'..<br />bertebaran di muka bumi..<br />mencari ilmu..<br />dan mengembara mencari kasih NYA..<br />dan sekarang, ramai juga antara kami yang mula masuk ke dunia pe'KERJA'an..<br /><br /> <style>table.MsoNormalTable { line-height: 115%; font-size: 11pt; font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; }</style> Mù Lán tengok, ramai antara kita memilih dalam mahu meneruskan perjalanan kita..<br />memilih itu penting, penting dalam memastikan tarbiyyah kita tidak ketinggalan..<br />tetapi, kadang-kadang kita terlupa..<br />dalam sebaik-baik perancangan kita, perancangan NYA lebih baik untuk kita..<br />nak bawa semua tadabbur ayat ni..walaupun bukan tengah mencari kerja, aplikasikan dalam mahu membuat sesuatu ;)<br /> <style>table.MsoNormalTable { line-height: 115%; font-size: 11pt; font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; }</style> <p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" class="MsoNormal">"berangkat lah kamu dengan rasa ringan maupun dengan rasa berat, dan berjihad lah dengan harta dan jiwa mu di jalan Allah. yang demikian itu adalah lebih baik bagimu jika kamu mengetahui" (9:41)</p><p style="text-align: left; font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal">Mù Lán nak ajak semua, marilah buat sesuatu perkara itu walaupun kita suka atau tidak, niat kerana NYA, kerana itu yang lebih baik untuk kita :)</p><p style="text-align: left; font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left; font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal">to readers : sesiapa mahu Tadabbur alam di Borneo? mari! :D<br /></p><br /><pre face="georgia">"When we're through you can't fail<br />Like a lotus blossom soft and palm<br />How could any fellow say "No sale"<br />You'll bring honor to us all"<br />("honor to us all : Mu Lan 1#)</pre><xml><w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" defunhidewhenused="true" defsemihidden="true" defqformat="false" defpriority="99" latentstylecount="267"><w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="0" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Normal"><w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" 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Heroes 10http://www.blogger.com/profile/13095964482062285353noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308024306763841501.post-45408403941995538802011-06-04T08:45:00.000+02:002011-06-04T07:32:50.297+02:00Aku sudah bertunang..Assalamualaikum. Pasti pembaca sekelian (khususnya sabahat2 yang mengenali diri ini) terkejut dengan berita ini. Mohon maaf kerana tidak memberitahu dan menjemput kalian. TETAPI, minta teruskan pembacaannya..terima kasih.<br />___________________________________________________________________________<br /><br />Hari-hari berlalu yang dilewati seakan sudah bertahun lamanya, namun yang perlu diakui ialah ianya baru beberapa minggu lalu. Iya, hanya beberapa minggu lalu. Berita itu aku sambut dengan hati yang diusahakan untuk berlapang dada. Benar, aku berusaha berlapang dada. Terkadang, terasa nusrah Ilahi begitu hampir saat kita benar-benar berada di tepi tebing, tunggu saat untuk menjunam jatuh ke dalam gaung. Maha Suci Allah yang mengangkat aku, meletakkan aku kembali di jalan tarbiyyah dan terus memimpin untukku melangkah dengan tabah.<br /><br />Aku hanya seorang insyirah. Tiada kelebihan yang teristimewa, tidak juga punya apa-apa yang begitu menonjol. Jalan ku juga dua kaki, lihat ku juga menggunakan mata, sama seperti manusia lain yang menumpang di bumi Allah ini. Aku tidak buta, tidak juga tuli mahupun bisu. Aku bisa melihat dengan sepasang mata pinjaman Allah, aku bisa mendengar dengan sepasang telinga pinjaman Allah juga aku bisa bercakap dengan lidahku yang lembut tidak bertulang. Sama seperti manusia lain.<br /><br />Aku bukan seperti bondanya Syeikh Qadir al-Jailani, aku juga tidak sehebat srikandi Sayyidah Khadijah dalam berbakti, aku bukan sebaik Sayyidah Fatimah yang setia menjadi pengiring ayahanda dalam setiap langkah perjuangan memartabatkan Islam. Aku hanya seorang Insyirah yang sedang mengembara di bumi Tuhan, jalanku kelak juga sama... Negeri Barzakh, insya Allah. Destinasi aku juga sama seperti kalian, Negeri Abadi. Tiada keraguan dalam perkara ini.<br /><br />Sejak dari hari istimewa tersebut, ramai sahabiah yang memuji wajahku berseri dan mereka yakin benar aku sudah dikhitbah apabila melihat kedua tangan ku memakai cincin di jari manis. Aku hanya tersenyum, tidak mengiyakan dan tidak pula menidakkan. Diam ku bukan membuka pintu-pintu soalan yang maha banyak, tetapi diam ku kerana aku belum mampu memperkenalkan insan itu. Sehingga kini, aku tetap setia dalam penantian.<br /><br />Ibu bertanyakan soalan yang sewajarnya aku jawab dengan penuh tatasusila.<br /><br />"Hari menikah nanti nak pakai baju warna apa?"<br /><br />Aku menjawab tenang.. "Warna putih, bersih..."<br /><br />"Alhamdulillah, ibu akan usahakan dalam tempoh terdekat."<br /><br />"Ibu, 4 meter sudah cukup untuk sepasang jubah. Jangan berlebihan."<br /><br />Ibu angguk perlahan.<br /><br />Beberapa hari ini, aku menyelak satu per satu... helaian demi helaian naskhah yang begitu menyentuh nubari aku sebagai hamba Allah. Malam Pertama... Sukar sekali aku ungkapkan perasaan yang bersarang, mahu saja aku menangis semahunya tetapi sudah aku ikrarkan, biarlah Allah juga yang menetapkan tarikhnya kerana aku akan sabar menanti hari bahagia tersebut. Mudah-mudahan aku terus melangkah tanpa menoleh ke belakang lagi. Mudah-mudahan ya Allah.<br /><br />Sejak hari pertunangan itu, aku semakin banyak mengulang al-Quran. Aku mahu sebelum tibanya hari yang aku nantikan itu, aku sudah khatam al-Quran, setidak-tidaknya nanti hatiku akan tenang dengan kalamullah yang sudah meresap ke dalam darah yang mengalir dalam tubuh. Mudah-mudahan aku tenang... As-Syifa' aku adalah al-Quran, yang setia menemani dalam resah aku menanti. Benar, aku sedang memujuk gelora hati. Mahu pecah jantung menanti detik pernikahan tersebut, begini rasanya orang-orang yang mendahului.<br /><br />"Kak Insyirah, siapa tunang akak? Mesti hebat orangnya. Kacak tak?"<br /><br />Aku tersenyum, mengulum sendiri setiap rasa yang singgah. Maaf, aku masih mahu merahsiakan tentang perkara itu. Cukup mereka membuat penilaian sendiri bahawa aku sudah bertunang, kebenarannya itu antara aku dan keluarga.<br /><br />"Insya Allah, 'dia' tiada rupa tetapi sangat mendekatkan akak dengan Allah. Itu yang paling utama."<br /><br />Berita itu juga buat beberapa orang menjauhkan diri dariku. Kata mereka, aku senyapkan sesuatu yang perlu diraikan. Aku tersenyum lagi.<br /><br />"Jangan lupa jemput ana di hari menikahnya, jangan lupa!"<br /><br />Aku hanya tersenyum entah sekian kalinya. Apa yang mampu aku zahirkan ialah senyuman dan terus tersenyum. Mereka mengandai aku sedang berbahagia apabila sudah dikhitbahkan dengan 'dia' yang mendekatkan aku dengan Allah. Sahabiah juga merasa kehilangan ku apabila setiap waktu terluang aku habiskan masa dengan as-Syifa' ku al-Quran, tidak lain kerana aku mahu kalamullah meresap dalam darahku, agar ketenangan akan menyelinap dalam setiap derap nafas ku menanti hari itu.<br /><br />"Bila enti menikah?"<br /><br />Aku tiada jawapan khusus.<br /><br />"Insya Allah, tiba waktunya nanti enti akan tahu..." Aku masih menyimpan tarikh keramat itu, bukan aku sengaja tetapi memang benar aku sendiri tidak tahu bila tarikhnya.<br /><br />"Jemput ana tau!" Khalilah tersenyum megah.<br /><br />"Kalau enti tak datang pun ana tak berkecil hati, doakan ana banyak-banyak!" Itu saja pesanku. Aku juga tidak tahu di mana mahu melangsungkan pernikahan ku, aduh semuanya menjadi tanda tanya sendiri. Diam dan terus berdiam membuatkan ramai insan berkecil hati.<br /><br />"Insya Allah, kalian PASTI akan tahu bila sampai waktunya nanti..."<br /><br />Rahsia ku adalah rahsia Allah, kerana itu aku tidak mampu memberikan tarikhnya. Cuma, hanya termampu aku menyiapkan diri sebaiknya. Untung aku dilamar dan dikhitbah dahulu tanpa menikah secara terkejut seperti orang lain. Semuanya aku sedaya upaya siapkan, baju menikahnya, dan aku katakan sekali lagi kepada ibu...<br /><br />"Usah berlebihan ya..."<br /><br />Ibu angguk perlahan dan terus berlalu, hilang dari pandangan mata.<br /><br />"Insyirah, jom makan!"<br /><br />Aku tersenyum lagi... Akhir-akhir ini aku begitu pemurah dengan senyuman.<br /><br />"Tafaddal, ana puasa."<br /><br />Sahabiah juga semakin galak mengusik.<br /><br />"Wah, Insyirah diet ya. Maklumlah hari bahagia dah dekat... Tarikhnya tak tetap lagi ke?"<br /><br />"Bukan diet, mahu mengosongkan perut. Maaf, tarikhnya belum ditetapkan lagi."<br /><br />Sehingga kini, aku tidak tahu bila tarikhnya yang pasti. Maafkan aku sahabat, bersabarlah menanti hari tersebut. Aku juga menanti dengan penuh debaran, moga aku bersedia untuk hari pernikahan tersebut dan terus mengecap bahagia sepanjang alam berumahtangga kelak. Doakan aku, itu sahaja.<br /><br />.......................................<br /><br />"innalillahi wainna ilaihi rajiun..."<br /><br />"Tenangnya... Subhanallah. Allahuakbar."<br /><br />"Ya Allah, tenangnya..."<br /><br />"Moga Allah memberkatinya...."<br /><br />Allah, itu suara sahabat-sahabat ku, teman-teman seperjuangan aku pada ibu.<br /><br />Akhirnya, aku selamat dinikahkan setelah sabar dalam penantian. Sahabiah ramai yang datang di majlis walimah walaupun aku tidak menjemput sendiri.<br /><br />Akhirnya, mereka ketahui sosok 'dia' yang mendekatkan aku kepada Allah.<br />Akhirnya, mereka kenali sosok 'dia' yang aku rahsiakan dari pengetahuan umum.<br />Akhirnya, mereka sama-sama mengambil 'ibrah dari sosok 'dia' yang mengkhitbah ku.<br /><br />Dalam sedar tidak sedar...<br /><br />Hampir setiap malam sebelum menjelang hari pernikahan ku... Sentiasa ada suara sayu yang menangis sendu di hening malam, dalam sujud, dalam rafa'nya pada Rabbi, dalam sembahnya pada Ilahi. Sayup-sayup hatinya merintih. Air matanya mengalir deras, hanya Tuhan yang tahu.<br /><br />"Ya Allah, telah Engkau tunangkan aku tidak lain dengan 'dia' yang mendekatkan dengan Engkau. Yang menyedarkan aku untuk selalu berpuasa, yang menyedarkan aku tentang dunia sementara, yang menyedarkan aku tentang alam akhirat. Engkau satukan kami dalam majlis yang Engkau redhai, aku hamba Mu yang tak punya apa-apa selain Engkau sebagai sandaran harapan. Engkau maha mengetahui apa yang tidak aku ketahui..."<br /><br />Akhirnya, Khalilah bertanya kepada ibu beberapa minggu kemudian...<br /><br />"Insyirah bertunang dengan siapa, mak cik?"<br /><br />Ibu tenang menjawab... "Dengan kematian wahai anakku. Kanser tulang yang mulanya hanya pada tulang belakang sudah merebak dengan cepat pada tangan, kaki juga otaknya. Kata doktor, Insyirah hanya punya beberapa minggu sahaja sebelum kansernya membunuh."<br /><br />"Allahuakbar..." Terduduk Khalilah mendengar, air matanya tak mampu ditahan.<br /><br />"Buku yang sering dibacanya itu, malam pertama..."<br /><br />Ibu angguk, tersenyum lembut... "Ini nak, bukunya." Senaskah buku bertukar tangan, karangan Dr 'Aidh Abdullah al-Qarni tertera tajuk 'Malam Pertama di Alam Kubur'.<br /><br />"Ya Allah, patut la Insyirah selalu menangis... Khalilah tak tahu mak cik."<br /><br />"Dan sejak dari hari 'khitbah' tersebut, selalu Insyirah mahu berpuasa. Katanya mahu mengosongkan perut, mudah untuk dimandikan..."<br /><br />Khalilah masih kaku. Tiada suara yang terlontar. Matanya basah menatap kalam dari diari Insyirah yang diberikan oleh ibu.<br /><br />"Satu cincin ini aku pakai sebagai tanda aku di risik oleh MAUT. Dan satu cincin ini aku pakai sebagai tanda aku sudah bertunang dengan MAUT. Dan aku akan sabar menanti tarikhnya dengan mendekatkan diri ku kepada ALLAH. Aku tahu ibu akan tenang menghadapinya, kerana ibuku bernama Ummu Sulaim, baginya anak adalah pinjaman dari ALLAH yang perlu dipulangkan apabila ALLAH meminta. Dan ibu mengambil 'ibrah bukan dari namanya (Ummu Sulaim) malah akhlaqnya sekali. Ummu Sulaim, seteguh dan setabah hati seorang ibu."<br /><br />** Cukuplah kematian itu mengingatkan kita... Cukuplah kita sedar kita akan berpisah dengan segala nikmat dunia. Cukuplah kita sedar bahawa ada hari yang lebih kekal, oleh itu sentiasalah berwaspada. Bimbang menikah tergesa-gesa, tahu-tahu sudah disanding dan diarak seluruh kampung walau hanya dengan sehelai kain putih tak berharga.**<br /><br /><br /><br />sumber: iluvislamSuper Heroes 10http://www.blogger.com/profile/13095964482062285353noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308024306763841501.post-51065978374756119062011-03-22T17:12:00.002+01:002011-03-22T17:16:03.556+01:00My sister and I<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZHtQaGK-7p6_7a0j0Wg3WKUiuRirJ8aRBM2MCtzNH33eIRjtWcebnbFLTQiOdKTQY2qstDenN7_8dp7kozZ678_KdUjeY_BNieys04HAJyRO6XchPgTk0U4B76FcHOvSWsmYPVii0iQLC/s1600/Dockside+Dreams.jpg"></a>We love reading books.<br />Books like Enid Blyton's Enchanted Wood (Faraway Tree series). Rowling's Harry Potter and Cecilia Ahern's if you could see me now.<br /><br />We love magical stuff, things that doesn't exist in the real world.<br />Reading..with an open mind and heart takes us to all these kind of things.<br /><br />We love Malory Towers cause it made us feel like we're one of those girls who were sent to English Boarding schools who made great friends and broke a few school rules along the way (Well my sister got into TKC so I think she's gotten a dose of her Malory Towers while I got into Semashur..Not so Malory Towers but it was fun all the same)<br /><br />We love Harry Potter because of English Magical Boarding School. Magics, Flying broom, Butterbeers , owls etc etc.<br /><br />And Faraway Tree is awesome cause it takes us to various lands like Birthday-Land, Land Do-As-You-Please, Land Take-What-You-Want etc. And awesome tress that grows awesome fruits. And pixies who bakes Pop biscuits,( A biscuits which pops in your mouth and later filled it with honey,or is it caramel, or toffee?) Either way, its still wonderful!<br /><br />And we love Aherne's If you could see me now (Ive read all of Ahern's work but one (A place called here-pg 115 atm) and 'If you could see me now seems to be my favourite' Owh..Ian..<br /><br />Expanding our imaginations with the help of books is just overwhelming. It gives such pleasure. Its a great escape from reality.<br /><br />Books give us wings to fly. It gives hopes filled with dreams.<br />Reading is awesome.Seriously.<br /><br />Well, we may not be able to experience the things we read in books, we may not have Edward Cullen watching us sleep or Jacob Black to keep us warm..<br />Thats alright. Even if we do, nothing in this world lasts forever. Sooner or later, we will lose it. So, wheres the fun if we don't get to keep it..<br /><br />It all lies in being a good khalifah...<br />Hidup kat dunie nie, klu umur panjang pun around 70..But by 70 ape je pun yg terkudrat lgi nk buat.<br />Itu pun klu panjang umur..<br /><br />We read the newspaper, we see headlines in the news...People dying. Everyday. Age isn't always the cause. (In fact sickness, natural disaster, accidents.. its just a reason, an excuse for Izrail to take us away)<br /><br />Our time will come. Sooner or later...<br />So why not just try to be good. So insyaallah we get that golden ticket to Jannah..<br />Where FOREVER actually exists.<br /><br />Be good. So when death comes to take us away, we'll be ready.<br />Hope to see all of you in the land of forever. Where dreams come true..<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZHtQaGK-7p6_7a0j0Wg3WKUiuRirJ8aRBM2MCtzNH33eIRjtWcebnbFLTQiOdKTQY2qstDenN7_8dp7kozZ678_KdUjeY_BNieys04HAJyRO6XchPgTk0U4B76FcHOvSWsmYPVii0iQLC/s320/Dockside+Dreams.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586938483332221874" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px; " /></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;">Life's a journey, not a destination. So Dream BIG !</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "></span>~Selamat Beramal~ ;-)<br /></div>Super Heroes 10http://www.blogger.com/profile/13095964482062285353noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308024306763841501.post-23598965394016650872011-01-21T14:56:00.002+01:002011-01-21T15:06:05.756+01:00I hate myself<div style="text-align: center;">I hate myself </div><div style="text-align: center;">I hate myself for making so many mistakes</div><div style="text-align: center;">I hate myself for not saying the right words</div><div style="text-align: center;">I hate myself for being so teary-eyed</div><div style="text-align: center;">I hate myself for always hurting myself</div><div style="text-align: center;">I hate myself for not being the right person</div><div style="text-align: center;">And trust me the list goes on. I just hate myself for hating so much of me.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And so I went for a quest.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> In the search of finding someone who would love me more than I could ever love myself and through that someone <i>I would learn to love myself</i>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I looked everywhere. I searched for years. Until one day, I found that someone.</div><div style="text-align: center;">It took me a long time to realize that that someone has been there all this while</div><div style="text-align: center;">That someone showed compassion</div><div style="text-align: center;">Taught me patience</div><div style="text-align: center;">And above all showed me love</div><div style="text-align: center;">That someone is Allah.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">For He is the only one capable of making me happy</div><div style="text-align: center;">For He is the only one always there to comfort my sorrow</div><div style="text-align: center;">For He is the only one out there always protecting me</div><div style="text-align: center;">For He is the only one capable of healing my wounds</div><div style="text-align: center;">And above all, <i>for He is the One who loves me more than I love myself</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Praise to the Most Merciful for all these blessings</div><div style="text-align: center;">For this life, this family, these friends</div><div style="text-align: center;">There is nothing more I could ask for</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>I love you Allah. I really do.</b> </div>Super Heroes 10http://www.blogger.com/profile/13095964482062285353noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308024306763841501.post-67698033424981542732010-12-19T18:08:00.002+01:002010-12-19T18:22:53.044+01:00Pesanan buat si dia...Salam. (Told you I'd be back soon);-)<br /><br />Anyway, today's entry was taken from another person's blog. I noticed it on a friend's fb the other day. I'd just like to share it sebab di kale-kale cuti and undangan walimah di sane sini..I think it'll be beneficial as a reminder to all of us out there..single and married alike. InchaAllah..Selamat membace..bismillahirahmanirrahim...<br /><br />Tolong beritahu si dia, aku ada pesanan buatnya..<br />Tolong beritahu si dia, cinta agung adalah cintaNya..<br />Tolong beritahu si dia, cinta manusia bakal membuatnya alpa..<br />Tolong nasihati sia dia, jangan menyintaiku lebih dari dia menyintai Yang Maha Esa..<br />Tolong nasihati si dia,jangan mengingatiku lebih dari dia mengingati Yang Maha Kuasa..<br /><br />Tolong nasihati si dia, jangan mendoakanku lebih dari dia mendoakan ibu bapanya..<br />Tolong katakan pada si dia, dahulukan Allah kerana di situ ada syurga..<br />Tolong katakan pada si dia, dahulukan ibu bapanya kerana di telapak itu syurganya..<br /> <br />Tolong ingatkan si dia. Aku terpikat kerana imannya bukan rupa..<br />Tolong ingatkan si dia. Aku lebih cintakan zuhudnya bukan harta..<br />Tolong ingatkan si dia. aku kasihinya kerana santunnya..<br /> <br />Tolong tegur si dia, bila dia mula mengagungkan cinta manusia..<br />Tolong tegur si dia, bila dia tenggelam dalam angan-angannya..<br />Tolong tegur si dia, andai nafsu mengawal fikirannya..<br /> <br />Tolong sedarkan si dia. Aku milik Yang Maha Esa..<br />Tolong sedarkan si dia. Aku masih milik keluarga..<br />Tolong sedarkan si dia, tanggungjawabnya besar kepada keluarganya..<br /> <br />Tolong sabarkan si dia, usah ucap cinta di kala cita-cita belum terlaksana..<br />Tolong sabarkan si dia, andai diri ini enggan dirapati kerana menjaga batasan cinta..<br />Tolong sabarkan si dia, bila jarak mejadi penyebab bertambah rindunya..<br /> <br />Tolong pesan padanya. Aku tidak mahu menjadi fitnah besar kepadanya..<br />Tolong pesan padanya. Aku tak mahu menjadi punca kegagalannya..<br />Tolong pesan padanya aku membiarkan Yang Esa menjaga dirinya..<br /> <br />Tolong khabarkan pada si dia. Aku tidak mahu melekakan dia..<br />Tolong khabarkan pada si dia. Aku mahu dia berjaya dalam impian dan cita-citanya..<br />Tolong khabarkan pada si dia, jadilah penyokong dalam kejayaanku..<br /> <br />Tolong sampaikan pada si dia. Aku mendambakan cinta suci yang terjaga..<br />Tolong sampaikan pada si dia,cinta kerana Allah tidak ternilai harganya..<br />Tolong sampaikan pada si dia, hubungan ini terjaga selagi dia menjaga hubungan dengan Yang Maha Kuasa..<br />Tolong sampaikan kepada si dia kerana aku tidak mampu memberitahunya sendiri….<br /><br />Hanya engkau Ya Allah mengetahui siapa si dia..<br /><br />Moga pesananku sampai padanya walau aku sendiri tidak mengetahui siapa dan dimana si dia..<br /><br />Moga dia seekor lebah yang sentiasa memuji keagungan Yang Maha Kuasa memasuki taman larangan dengan sopan santunnya dan bertemu mawar berduri yang terjaga oleh tuannya..<br /><br />Simpanlah pesanan ku ini sehingga engkau bertemu diriku suatu hari nanti…<br /><br />“Apabila kau ingin berteman,Janganlah kerana kelebihannya, Kerana mungkin dengan satu kelemahan,Kau mungkin akan menjauhinya….<br /><br />Andai kau ingin berteman,Janganlah kerana kebaikannya,<br />Kerana mungkin dengan satu keburukan,Kau akan membencinya….<br /><br />Andai kau inginkan sahabat yang satu, Janganlah kerana ilmunya,<br />Kerana apabila dia buntu,Kau mungkin akan memfitnahnya…..<br /><br />Andai kau inginkan seorang teman,Janganlah kerana sifat cerianya,<br />Kerana andai dia tidak pandai menceriakan,Kau mungkin akan menyalahkannya….<br /><br />Andai kau ingin bersahabat,Terimalah dia seadanya,Kerana dia seorang sahabat,Yang hanya manusia biasa….<br /><br />Jangan diharapkan sempurna,Kerana kau juga tidak sempurna, Tiada siapa yang sempurna…<br /><br />Tapi bersahabatlah kerana Allah.."<br /><br />Credits to : <a href="http://www.facebook.com/editaccount.php?networks#!/note.php?note_id=429156738322"><span style="font-style:italic;">Saudare FB</span></a> and <a href="http://otak2.blog.friendster.com/2008/11/tolong-beritahu-si-dia/"><span style="font-style:italic;">Tuan punye blog</span></a>Super Heroes 10http://www.blogger.com/profile/13095964482062285353noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308024306763841501.post-25714246386652692722010-12-15T00:02:00.004+01:002010-12-15T01:09:42.160+01:00Destiny.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYPx3FKZEAi3VOqP-J0pOxiA39X8bFs23ANhIjgSaJiZ6E2X4YhiSdIumCrLNk3wenO3c7N3fslLOxxNNMOAMbsJoPVtfijYyKEeW2Op2v2No-ZxXmjfdMqlrDaJafG5q5FlyaV7BgeyKi/s1600/images.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 277px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYPx3FKZEAi3VOqP-J0pOxiA39X8bFs23ANhIjgSaJiZ6E2X4YhiSdIumCrLNk3wenO3c7N3fslLOxxNNMOAMbsJoPVtfijYyKEeW2Op2v2No-ZxXmjfdMqlrDaJafG5q5FlyaV7BgeyKi/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550693746367562306" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Destiny, is a relationship- a play between divine grace and willful self-effort. Half of it you have no control over, half of it is absolutely in your hands, and your actions will show measurable consequence. Man is neither entirely a puppet of God, nor is he entirely the captain of his own destiny, he's a little of both. We gallop through our lives like circus performers balancing on two speeding side-by-side horses- one foot is on the horse called "fate", the other on the horse called "free will". And the question we have to ask everyday is, Which horse is which? Which horse do I need to stop worrying about because it's not under my control, and which do I need to steer with concentrated effort? - Eat, Pray Love.</span><br /><br />Salam dear readers...<br /><br />Its been awhile since I wrote anything here. Do forgive me. But I would like to give a huge thank you esp to dear Samurai Jack, for it was his last words in the last entry that pushed me to get up and start sharing again. And of course thank you to others, for keeping this blog alive. God bless you.<br /><br />Now, as u read the quotes above, what do you think? True isn't it? Bumblebee once gave me a book entitled "Bila Allah menguji kita". (Thanx Bee ;]). Now the author wrote something about taking control in our lives.<br /><br />We,as normal beings will always feel sad when something is taken from us. The people we love, our success, our money, our possessions..Be it. anything. Right? And that is something that we have no control over. But one thing we do have control over is our reactions towards it..<br /><br />Say our was burnt down to the core and we lost a lot of things..We can either be angry weep for the lost documents..be angry for having to rebuild everything. Or we can try to be patient...And at least be happy that none of our family members were burnt down with the house.<br /><br />Say we tried to open a business, or when we sit for exams and such and we fail..We can either hang ourselves...weep over the event and be depressed for as long as we live, keep regretting our past (I wish I could've done this or that)...Or we could try weeping awhile (after all we're all just a normal human being, even heroes weeps for his loss too)...then dust ourselves up..get up and try again.<br /><br />And say we lost someone dear to our hearts..We could *again weep, shut ourselves from people.. and blame the fates design..Wishing over and over we could turn back time..Our we could let ourselves be sad a little while..and let it go. Live our life. and appreciate the others who are still around.<br />(This reminds me of my dear father, Batman..He could've weep for years over my late grandparents who were shot in an alley..But he didnt..instead he got up, be Gotham's hero and save others in the hopes that other people wont have to go through what he went through..)<br /><br />Its like when a bird flew over you and discards his waste on your head, instead of feeling remorse you just thank God that cows don't fly!<br /><br />Well dear readers..I'll leave you to your thoughts now.. Hopefully this has been beneficial to you as it was for me (This was what inspired me to start typing again instead of staying under the comfort of my blankets and being annoyed for not having anything to write about...and to stop worrying whether or not my entries will be superb..but to just do the best that I can and pray to God that whatever it is that I wrote..hopefully it will inspire someone somehwere..even if its just 1 person..)..Subahannallah..Thank you Allah for guiding to find inspirations...<br /><br />Well, take care. and inchaallah you will soon see some of my other entries again. Wish me luck and pray for me!Super Heroes 10http://www.blogger.com/profile/13095964482062285353noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308024306763841501.post-31069917266096900262010-12-01T17:53:00.003+01:002010-12-01T18:14:34.911+01:00Life's A Mystery<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Assalamualaikum warahmatullah</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Forgive us, dear readers for letting you down for so long. Let me wipe off the dust and silenceness from this blog. </span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">1. Blessed be He in Whose Hand is the dominion; and He is Able to do all things.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">2. Who has created <b>death and life</b> that He may test you which of you is best in deed. And He is the Almighty, the Oft-Forgiving;</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Al-Mulk (67): 1-2</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">**********</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">On the authority of Abdullah bin Umar, who said: The messenger of Allah took me by the shoulder and said: "Be in the world as though you were a stranger or a wayfarer." The son of Umar used to say: "At evening do not expect [to live till] morning, and at morning do not expect [to live till] evening. Take from your health for your illness and from your life for your death."<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: right; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> related by Bukhari </span></span></div></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">**********</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Life's a big trial, isn't it? Here are some thoughts about life:</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Life as we live it</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">How often we must bear the challenges of life;</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">The endless roller coaster between happiness and sorrow;</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">The constant ups and downs of daily strife.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">And always the question remains .... why?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Life is not an easy road for most;</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">It twists and turns with many forks in the road,</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Although always, and inevitably, we are given a choice ...</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Do we turn to the right ... or the left?</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Do we take the high road ... or the low road?</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Do we take the easy path ... or the difficult one?</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Decisions are not easy for those struggling for direction ...</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">And sometimes the many choices and signs become overwhelming.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">While standing at a crossroads in life,</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">The urge is to take the most comfortable path;</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">The road with least resistance ...</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">The shortest or most traveled route.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">And yet, if we've been down that comfortable road before;</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Have gleaned its lessons in life, and learned from our experiences;</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Do we yet again follow the known?</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Or does our destiny lie in another direction?</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">The fear of the road less traveled is tangible and all too real;</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">It manifests itself in many ways,</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">And tends to cloud the issues that might otherwise be clear.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">It is in these times of confusion,</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">That we must seek peace and solitude;</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Time to contemplate on our life,</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Our experiences and our choices past;</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Time to look back, and reflect on what we have learned</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Without fear or confusion.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">For only each of us knows our own personal thoughts;</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Our unique past and personal history;</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">The experiences that brought us to the crossroads we now face.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">We can always learn a small degree from others experiences,</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">And yet ... no one person can walk in our shoes,</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Others know not, the trials and tribulations faced in private ...</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">For each is individual ... unique ... and personal.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">And that is why ... while standing at a crossroads,</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Only "we" can formulate the decision for ourselves;</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">The true direction that lies within;</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">The choices we must deliberate on with clarity and wisdom.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">For it is only through personal reflection,</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">That we can now choose our destiny;</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">... Our next adventure;</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">... And the future we will embrace.</span></span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I'd like to share a wonderful song that make me reflects about life</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Enjoy ^^</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QItQvWYywfU?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QItQvWYywfU?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">P/s: Calling all superheroes! Where are you? The people need us...</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><br /></span></span></div>Super Heroes 10http://www.blogger.com/profile/13095964482062285353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308024306763841501.post-3717164878139233342010-10-22T11:20:00.004+02:002010-10-22T20:15:06.790+02:00makan, makan, makan lagiii..<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">-Bismillahirrahmanirrahim-</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Makan dan lapar itu umpama penyakit dan ubat. Lapar itu penyakit. Makan itu ubat.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Orang yang sakit akan minum ubat. Kalau minum ubat, ada dosnya. Jangan terlalu sedikit, jangan terlalu banyak. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Nabi pesan, makan bila lapar, berhenti bila kenyang. Samalah macam ubat. Kita minum ubat bila kite sakit. Kalau tak saket, tp minum ubat, macam pelik kan? ;)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Surah Al-A'araf (7: 31) : "Makan dan minumlah, tetapi jgn berlebih²an. Sungguh, Allah tidak menyukai orang yang berlebih²an."</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Hadith Nabi : "isilah perut kalian dengan 1/3 makanan, 1/3 minuman dan 1/3 udara. Orang yang paling disukai Allah diantara kalian yang paling sedikit makannya dan paling ringan tubuhnya" - (HR. Ibnu Abbas)</span></span></div></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Ayahanda kate, orang Malaysia ni hidup untuk makan, bukan nya makan untuk hidup.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Jom. Jom. Ubah tabiat makan! </span></span></div>Super Heroes 10http://www.blogger.com/profile/13095964482062285353noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308024306763841501.post-4093788950446372762010-10-07T23:30:00.003+02:002010-10-07T23:39:12.519+02:00RE.CHAU.F.FE<div style="text-align: center;">Assalammualaikum wbt.<br /><br /><br /><br /><object style="background-image: url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/SB19_EmVsfs/hqdefault.jpg);" height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SB19_EmVsfs?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SB19_EmVsfs?fs=1&hl=en_US" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br /><br />Musim luruh ini<br />mari hangatkan dengan cinta suka dan pertemuan!<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">RE.CHAU.F.FE</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">27th - 30th October 2010</span></span><br /><br />hubungi Cik ANIS @ rna6989@gmail.com untuk maklumat lanjut!<br /><br /><br /></div>Super Heroes 10http://www.blogger.com/profile/13095964482062285353noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308024306763841501.post-14613773260299855992010-10-04T19:10:00.000+02:002010-10-04T19:10:00.940+02:00Mengenai BCTA<div style="text-align: justify;">Assalammualaikum wbt.<br /><br /><br />Alhamdulillah alhamdulillah.. akhirnya tamat jugak novel yang Hang Kasturi nukilkan di blog ni. Hang Kasturi baru nak cuba-cuba menulis. mohon ampun dari hujung kaki ke hujung tanjak (Hang Kasturi pakai tanjak), kalau ada menyentuh sensitiviti mana-mana pihak sepanjang penulisan.<br /><br /><br />ok, Hang Kasturi nak buat resumé sikitlah pasal novel BCTA yang tak seberapa ni.<br /><br /><br />1. novel ni ditulis bab demi bab. ia ditulis pada bulan 8 tahun ini, 2010. iaitu jatuh pada bulan ramadhan dan bulan kemerdekaan untuk malaysia. masa ni, televisyen dan suratkhabar kita dipenuhi dengan berita-berita buang bayi dan masalah akhlak. jadi, Hang Kasturi sangat terinspirasi dan dapat idea dari keadaan semasa.<br /><br /><br />2. novel ini genrenya patriotik & islamik. pengisiannya agak berat bagi siapa-siapa yang tidak biasa tapi sangat ringan bagi mereka yang biasa berbincang tentang isu terkini.<br /><br /><br />3. novel ini penuh dengan sindiran.<br /><br />-watak utamanya sendiri dah mempamerkan penyindiran. Hang Kasturi cuba naikkan isu orang yang beragama islam tapi tidak berbangsa melayu, dianaktirikan. iaitu Aishah Vee. peristiwa Aishah Vee tak disenangi Rohani. dan tak disalami selepas solat.<br /><br /><br />-menyindir rata-rata orang islam (kita lah tu) yang rajin berzikir, memuji Allah dan Rasul, tapi tak faham makna di sebalik zikrullah.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">petikan dari BAB III : Aishah Vee</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Aishah terkilan. Tapi disabarkan saja. Kata mahu mencontohi Rasul. Kata mahu mencintai Rasul. Takkan tak mahu belajar bersabar.</span><br /><br /><br />-menyindir sikap orang melayu yang memilih bulu tapi akhirnya tidak sedar kita terlalu menyanjung barat sedangkan kita sedikit pun tidak dipandang.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">rujuk BAB IV : Hasad - peristiwa pergaduhan Rohani dan Jenny.</span><br /><br /><br />-menyindir orang islam melayu yang selalu mengalami masalah untuk matapelajaran Sejarah dan mengambil lewa tentang sejarah islam. Jenny lebih arif pengetahuannya daripada Rohani.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">rujuk BAB V : Ego - Jenny menegakkan isu 'ego' semasa berhujah.</span><br /><br /><br />-menyindir Malaysia. kita menyambut hari kemerdekaan seiring dengan percambahan kes buang bayi. Malaysia maju secara menegak (pembangunan, teknologi, dll) tapi masih mundur secara melintang - mentaliti (kes akhlak remaja, jenayah, dll yang meningkat).<br /><br /><br />wahhh. banyak pula Hang Kasturi membebel. oklah. setakat tu sahaja! jangan lupa, kalau nak download novel penuh BCTA ni, boleh pergi pada link di Download Section blog ini ya!<br /><br /><br />nanti kita jumpa lagi!!<br /></div>Super Heroes 10http://www.blogger.com/profile/13095964482062285353noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308024306763841501.post-56491680204337368632010-10-02T10:20:00.001+02:002010-10-02T10:20:00.547+02:00Thank You!!Assalammualaikum wbt.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2XYwhGrDXQ7Tzv0rFiX8RwjssjBEP3YtVT1FPt8ztgw499-W2ElGajRZQl3yDJT6CiPU5rv0sn3C_5CX0EcdaYFyJM82wPXT6xQI5nrgts_m58lqdOeY0BzkeIPfzaXXlKNozWPwUdc8J/s1600/Thank_You_by_ArhcamtIlnaad.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2XYwhGrDXQ7Tzv0rFiX8RwjssjBEP3YtVT1FPt8ztgw499-W2ElGajRZQl3yDJT6CiPU5rv0sn3C_5CX0EcdaYFyJM82wPXT6xQI5nrgts_m58lqdOeY0BzkeIPfzaXXlKNozWPwUdc8J/s320/Thank_You_by_ArhcamtIlnaad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522485034051101266" border="0" /></a>taken from<a href="http://browse.deviantart.com/?q=thank%20you&order=9&offset=24#/d15dvbk"> HERE</a><br /></div><br /><br />we would like to say our gratitude to these amazing people !! thank you for following us! and to the others out there who are reading us too! :) :) :) :)<br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">gjada<br />nor farizan jamalludin<br /><a href="http://xmardhiah.blogspot.com/">fauzana mardhiah</a><br />nadtaib husna89<br />hurin<br /><a href="http://budakakhirzaman.blogspot.com/">putih </a><br />aishaneurotic9<br />aqmal torres<br />_ain_<br /><a href="http://aniesbubbly.blogspot.com/">.anies.</a><br /><a href="http://ssaforejoy.blogspot.com/">zaim </a><br /><a href="http://labyrinthpious.blogspot.com/">tulip putih </a><br /><a href="http://ahearttotouch.blogspot.com/">salsabil elle asyura </a><br />aqilahamira<br /><a href="http://whosenischaaa.blogspot.com/">whosenischaaa~ </a><br /><a href="http://puteribonda-anis.blogspot.com/">PuteriBonda </a><br />Nurul<br /><a href="http://arabudakbaek.blogspot.com/">♥ Farah ♥ </a><br /><a href="http://tristeheureux.blogspot.com/">lune~ </a><br /><a href="http://sophiezarith.blogspot.com/">SoFiA.opY </a><br /><a href="http://firdaus-salsabil.blogspot.com/">firdaus salsabil </a><br />aesya_88<br /><a href="http://janatunaliyah.blogspot.com/">syurga tinggi _(o'.'o)_</a><br /><a href="http://bumblebeebumbum.blogspot.com/">na-dee-yah </a><br /><a href="http://afifaipeyn.blogspot.com/">afifa-ipeyn </a><br />anatiasyran<br />zanox<br /><a href="http://bankofblessings.blogspot.com/">at-toriQ</a><br />SyaNA sAN<br />mastura :)<br />liyana<br />nisa hanisah<br />zaireen<br /><a href="http://farahrais.blogspot.com/">wan norfarahain</a><br /><a href="http://fatihfatihah.blogspot.com/">fatih</a><br /><a href="http://nuqabahidayah.blogspot.com/">sUsu+pUtih </a><br />ummu<br /><a href="http://www.redpinkish.blogspot.com/">hasmira hashim </a><br /><a href="http://khairunisait.blogspot.com/">Berusaha n tawaqal!!</a><br /><a href="http://lilysyazwani.blogspot.com/">lily syazwani </a><br />paan<br />cik wanjan disini<br />yasmin yusop<br />Az estrin<br /><a href="http://angosh.kwashere.com/">AngOsh</a><br /><a href="http://dibaviolet.blogspot.com/">diba </a><br /><a href="http://anisliyana.blogspot.com/">Anis Liyana</a><br />siti_hidayu<br />mayamansor<br />amalina zainal<br />ainrahman<br />atiqah zalfakhar<br />maman md<br />fadlycda FADZIL<br />syazshah<br />peel_osofi<br />afif<br />Nurfatrina Hamdan<br />Pr6nCeSz_of_Th6eVes<br />zati halwani mansor<br /><br /><br /></div>Super Heroes 10http://www.blogger.com/profile/13095964482062285353noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308024306763841501.post-31658344661488909152010-09-29T20:02:00.003+02:002010-09-29T20:02:00.560+02:00Novel : Bait Cahaya Tanah Air (Akhir)<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:180%;">BAB VI : Kita Generasi Peka Merdeka</span><br /><br /><br /><br />"Macam mana awak boleh fasih semacam cakap Bahasa Melayu ya, Jenny?" tanya Aishah. Waktu itu mereka baru sahaja tamat sesi latihan kawad kaki. Jenny dengan Persatuan Pandu Puterinya manakala Aishah dengan Persatuan Puteri Islamnya.<br /><br /><br />Lama Aishah menanti jawapan daripada mulut Jenny. Fikiran Jenny seolah-olah sedang menerawang, hanya jasadnya yang berada di sebelah Aishah. Aishah memegang bahu Jenny.<br /><br /><br />"Jenny?" Aishah memanggil lagi.<br /><br /><br />Jenny tersentak. Dia memohon maaf.<br /><br /><br />"Apa awak tanya tadi? Maaf, saya tengah fikirkan sesuatu tadi." Terang Jenny.<br /><br /><br />"Saya tanya, macam mana awak boleh fasih Bahasa Melayu." ulang Aishah sambil tersenyum.<br /><br /><br />"Oh, sebab kecil-kecil dulu, saya dijaga oleh seorang wanita Melayu. Nama dia Mak Ipah. Selalu jugalah saya bergaul dengan anak-anak dia. Awak tahulah, parents saya sibuk dengan perniagaan mereka. Ayah selalu ulang-alik sini dan UK."<br /><br /><br />Aishah mengangguk-angguk. 'Patutlah' getus hati Aishah.<br /><br /><br />"Perasan tak?" kata Jenny kemudian dia memandang Aishah.<br /><br /><br />"Tak. Apa dia?" tanya Aishah semula.<br /><br /><br />"Rohani dah dua minggu tak datang sekolah." kata Jenny. Wajahnya sedikit sedih. "Sebab saya lempang dia kat stesen bas hari tu agaknya dia merajuk." Jenny mengeluh.<br /><br /><br />Benar. Rohani sudah dua minggu tidak datang sekolah.<br /><br /><br />Dengar khabar, Encik Razak guru Hal Ehwal Murid sekolah itu sudah mengunjungi ke rumah Rohani. Tapi kunjungannya itu nyata gagal untuk memujuk Rohani datang ke sekolah.<br /><br /><br />"Awak tak dengar khabar angin?" tanya Aishah.<br /><br /><br />"Khabar angin apa?" Jenny hairan. Tidak ada pula dia dengar apa-apa cerita.<br /><br /><br />Aishah menggeleng-geleng. Tidak pula dia mahu terlibat menyebarkan khabar angin yang dia sendiri tak pasti akan kesahihannya.<br /><br /><br />"Tak ada apalah. Apa kata kita pergi rumah dia, nak?" cadang Aishah.<br /><br /><br />Mata Jenny bersinar. Laju dia mengangguk, bersetuju. "Kita pergi lepas latihan ko-ko kita ni tamat, ok?"<br /><br /><br />"Tak bolehlah petang ni. Saya kena tolong ibu saya memasak untuk berbuka nanti." kata Aishah.<br /><br /><br />Jenny menggaru-garu kepalanya. Lupa pula mereka sekarang di dalam bulan Ramadhan.<br /><br /><br />"Kita pergi esok nak? Esok kan cuti, 31hb Ogos?" cadang Aishah.<br /><br /><br />"No problem. Saya datang rumah awak, kita pergi sama-sama. Ok?"<br /><br /><br />Aishah mengangguk.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">* * *<br /></div><br /><br />Rohani menunduk sambil kakinya menguis-nguis tanah. Malu untuk menghadapi Jenny. Lagi-lagi Aishah. Aishah yang sering dicaci depan-depan itu. Sudi pula gadis india muslim itu menjejak kaki ke rumahnya. Semata-mata mahu melawatnya. Ah, malu aku, malu!<br /><br /><br />"Kau marah dengan aku, Rohani? Itu sebab kau tak datang sekolah, ya?" Jenny mengulang soalannya untuk kali ketiga. Dari tadi, Rohani hanya diam. Sepatah pun tidak dijawab.<br /><br /><br />Rohani membatu. Bagaimana dia hendak menerangkan keadaan sebenarnya sedangkan realitinya begitu mengaibkan dirinya.<br /><br /><br />Jenny memandang Aishah. Seakan berputus asa apabila dilihat Rohani seperti enggan bercakap.<br /><br /><br />Aishah berdiri dan mendekati Rohani. Tangannya memeluk bahu Rohani.<br /><br /><br />"Rohani.. walau apa pun dosa yang kau dah buat, Tuhan sentiasa bukakan pintu taubat-Nya."<br /><br /><br />Kaki Rohani terhenti daripada menguis. Diangkat sedikit kepalanya dan menoleh kepada Aishah.<br /><br /><br />"Kau.. Kau.. Kau tau apa yang jadi pada aku?" Mata Rohani bergenang. Entah apa perasaannya ketika itu.<br /><br /><br />Aishah hanya meneka. Semata-mata mahu Rohani bercakap. Paling penting, mendapatkan kesahihan. Aishah hanya melemparkan senyuman. Dieratkan lagi pelukannya.<br /><br /><br />"Aku malu! Aku malu!" Rohani sudah mula teresak.<br /><br /><br />Jenny masih bingung. "Apa yang kau malukan?" tanya Jenny.<br /><br /><br />"Mana aku nak letak muka aku? Mana aku nak sorokkan bila dah memboyot nanti?" Rohani membentak.<br /><br /><br />Aishah diam.<br /><br /><br />"Apa ni? Kenapa kau nak menyorok pula? Aku tak faham. Aishah, Rohani? Care to explain?"<br /><br /><br />Tangisan Rohani sudah menjadi-jadi. Kali ini, Rohani seperti dirasuk. Sampai menarik-narik rambutnya sendiri. Sekejap-sekejap mulutnya memaki hamun diri sendiri. Sekejap-sekejap nama Shahrul pula dikeji. Kemudian Rohani ketawa bersendirian. Tangannya tiba-tiba menadah doa, memohon ampun dari Allah pula.<br /><br /><br />Aishah berulangkali mengajak Rohani untuk beristighfar. Mengusap-usap belakang Rohani. Lantas, dia memanggil abang Rohani untuk membawa Rohani masuk ke rumah.<br /><br /><br />Jenny menarik tangan Aishah, "Apa ni? Awak tahu sesuatu tapi tak nak bagitau saya."<br /><br /><br />Aishah menarik nafas dalam-dalam, "Rohani.. Dia.. Dia mengandung. Mengandung anak Shahrul."<br /><br /><br />Jenny ternganga.<br /><br /><br />Sekonyong-konyong, dua orang anak muda Kampung Tanjung yang bermotosikal melintasi mereka. Anak muda yang duduk di belakang mengibar-ngibar Jalur Gemilang diiringi sorakan rakannya yang menunggang motosikal itu.<br /><br /><br />"Merdeka woi! Hari ini merdeka!"<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp1adyIhkOKL4RxQcVaUhHTFiAj-Cgi6BbGzoJlmNy3xBBnfNyWjGsaBqcFvF5d1G9qOl50iTRSkwSQZ6h8HonGTX_s2e5MizYF5ow6NkLgeHHGVLlaNihbp9Xl5siH2qm6HJh6y-JHznB/s1600/Merdeka_Cupcake_by_Gla_la_lam.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp1adyIhkOKL4RxQcVaUhHTFiAj-Cgi6BbGzoJlmNy3xBBnfNyWjGsaBqcFvF5d1G9qOl50iTRSkwSQZ6h8HonGTX_s2e5MizYF5ow6NkLgeHHGVLlaNihbp9Xl5siH2qm6HJh6y-JHznB/s400/Merdeka_Cupcake_by_Gla_la_lam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517037574081125714" border="0" /></a><a href="http://gla-la-lam.deviantart.com/art/Merdeka-Cupcake-63882238?q=boost%3Apopular+merdeka&qo=32">Gambar dari sini<br /></a></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">TAMAT.</span></span><br /></div><br /><br /><br />Hakcipta terpelihara. Jika cerita ini menyinggung perasaan mana-mana pihak, penulis memohon seribu kemaafan.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Muat turun novel penuh di sini :<br /><a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/qJAnD0Sb/Novel_Bait_Cahaya_Tanah_Air.html">http://www.4shared.com/document/qJAnD0Sb/Novel_Bait_Cahaya_Tanah_Air.html</a><br /></div></div>Super Heroes 10http://www.blogger.com/profile/13095964482062285353noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308024306763841501.post-67000178754051858622010-09-26T19:22:00.001+02:002010-09-27T09:27:44.933+02:00Novel : Bait Cahaya Tanah Air (V)<span style="font-size:180%;">BAB V : Egokah?</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Suasana sedikit tegang. Teratak Ilmu di tepi padang bola itu semacam diselubungi semangat. Angin yang bertiup tidak mampu meredakan perdebatan di kala itu. Sejak kehadiran Jenny, sedikit sebanyak, Aishah, Umar, Rahim dan Farid semakin terasah ilmu-ilmu di dada. Setiap soalan Jenny betul-betul menuntut pemikiran yang teliti. Tidak boleh main jawab. Perlu cari jawapan dari macam-macam sumber.<br /><br /><br />"Apa yang menyebabkan awak kata begitu, Jenny?" tanya Aishah.<br /><br /><br />"Gara-gara silibus subjek Sejarah. Saya tak pasti kalau kamu sedar atau tidak akan hakikat ni. Pelajar-pelajar Melayu, Islam maksud saya, selalu kurang berjaya dalam Sejarah. Tak dapat markah bagus. Sedangkan, sebahagian daripada mata pelajaran itu adalah Sejarah Islam. Tentang Rasul kamu. Bagaimana dia -"<br /><br /><br />"Baginda." Umar membetulkan.<br /><br /><br />"Maaf. Bagaimana baginda berdakwah secara sembunyi kemudian secara terang-terangan. Dengan sejarah hijrah kemudian perluasan kuasa. Kisah tentang khalifah-khalifah kamu. Macam bonus untuk pelajar-pelajar Melayu. Kementerian pun nak menolong kamu. Kamu yang tak nak menolong diri sendiri." kata Jenny.<br /><br /><br />"Jadi apa kaitannya dengan pernyataan awak tadi?" tanya Umar kembali.<br /><br /><br />"Pernyataan saya ialah, orang yang beragama Islam rata-ratanya mempunyai ego yang tinggi! Tetapi berselindung dengan nama Islam yang kononnya damai. Rasul kamu yang mendidik kamu sebegitu!" Jenny menghamburkan segalanya.<br /><br /><br />Mereka yang lain terpempan. Terkejut dengan pernyataan Jenny. Kedengaran seolah-olah menghina. Menghina Nabi Muhammad s.a.w yang diperaku sebagai utusan Allah dek umat Islam lewat syahadah ketika tiap kali solat.<br /><br /><br />Mereka menarik nafas panjang. Tidak boleh cepat melatah kerana itu hanya mencerminkan sifat tidak sabar dan terlalu sensitif.<br /><br /><br />"Pandangan saya inilah yang membawa saya selama ini mencari orang-orang seperti kamu untuk saya nyatakannya dan mendapat pendapat kamu pula. Tidak betulkah apa pandangan saya ini? Nabi kamu yang namanya Muhammad itu adalah seorang ego. Dan tidak hairan umat Islam yang majoritinya berbangsa Arab dan Melayu di negara ini mencontohinya. Ego. Tidak mahu ditolong. Akhirnya, lihat! Umat Islam ialah umat yang paling miskin di dunia. Tidakkah begitu?" Jenny menyambung lagi.<br /><br /><br />"Jenny..," Aishah memanggil lembut. "apa bukti awak ambil yang menunjukkan Rasulullah itu ego?"<br /><br /><br />Rahim sedang menahan amarah dengan kata-kata Jenny. Bila difikirkan, rasa terancam pula bila matapelajaran Sejarah difahami oleh orang-orang yang kuat berfalsafah seperti Jenny. Lagi-lagi Jenny, dalam darahnya, mengalir darah penjajah Inggeris dan juga darah Kristianiti. Cepat-cepat dia beristighfar. Bukankah yang hak, yang benar itu akan menang mengatasi yang batil? Perkara begini mesti ditangani dengan caturan yang baik. Agar tidak ada pihak yang bergaduh.<br /><br /><br />"Selama saya mempelajari Sejarah, saya perasan satu kisah. Iaitu di dalam peringkat Rasul kamu berdakwah secara terang-terangan, Rasul kamu menerima tentangan hebat daripada kaum Quraisy," Jenny berhenti dan cuba mengingat kembali fakta Sejarah yang dipelajarinya, "bani.. ah, lupa pula nama Bani Rasul itu." Jenny kecewa kerana gagal mengingat nama Bani itu.<br /><br /><br />"Bani Hasyim." tolong Farid.<br /><br /><br />"Ya! Bani Hasyim terima terlalu banyak sangat tentangan. Dipulaukan. Kemudian, mengalami masalah ekonomi sebab tidak ada siapa yang mahu membeli dengan mereka. Kebuluran, kerana semua bani sengaja menaikkan harga barang hingga terlalu mahal. Hidup Bani Hasyim, saya kira, terlalu menyesakkan dada. Bayangkan tidak ada seorang pun yang mahu menolong mereka."<br /><br /><br />Farid, Umar, Rahim dan Aishah membetulkan kedudukan mereka. Tekun mendengar segala apa yang Jenny tuturkan. Kadang-kadang, mereka berasa Jenny itu agamanya Islam pula. Lebih arif tentang Sejarah Islam daripada orang Islam sendiri.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtCYplJRXc3u3-Ff-sVcEVLZHtcRGXMYARAmMw8mD134JXtEwrj_N6NG80vU5eNrcwmEpllFObfng8zf5Etk4fiRYgSE8mmNQQH84Ie7fuqXF8hglQbAZDLMJ6BUPEGoW5tuPub8v4xLUE/s1600/Wallpaper+1-Satu.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtCYplJRXc3u3-Ff-sVcEVLZHtcRGXMYARAmMw8mD134JXtEwrj_N6NG80vU5eNrcwmEpllFObfng8zf5Etk4fiRYgSE8mmNQQH84Ie7fuqXF8hglQbAZDLMJ6BUPEGoW5tuPub8v4xLUE/s400/Wallpaper+1-Satu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517034134769667010" border="0" /></a><br /><br />"Kemudian, beberapa tawaran seperti perempuan, pangkat besar, harta dan yang paling dahsyat ialah supaya Muhammad bergilir menyembah berhala mereka sehari kemudian keesokkan harinya, mereka akan menyembah Tuhannya Muhammad pula." Jenny berhenti dan meneguk air mineral sedikit untuk membasahkan tekaknya. Dia sudah terlalu banyak bercakap.<br /><br /><br />"Jadi, awak rasa, Rasul kami itu ego kerana dalam keadaan darurat begitu pun masih tidak mahu mempertimbang segala tawaran itu?" duga Umar.<br /><br /><br />"Ya! Rasul kamu begitu ego. Padahal pengikut-pengikutnya sedang menderita gara-gara dia. Bukan itu saja, saya juga dapati, pengikut-pengikut Islam pada waktu itu juga ego. Seperti yang kita tahu, pengikut-pengikut itu terdiri daripada golongan yang miskin dan hamba-hamba abdi. Tapi dalam waktu begitu, sikit pun mereka tidak hiraukan tawaran-tawaran itu. Nah, jelaskan pendapat saya? Rasul kamu mendidik kamu menjadi ego. Sombong!" Jenny mengakhiri pendapatnya.<br /><br /><br />"Jenny... Jenny.. saya kagum dengan kelancaran awak membentang hujah. Lagi-lagi mengaitkan tentang Sejarah agama kami. Sudah lamakah awak memendam rasa awak itu?" Umar berkata bagi mengendurkan sedikit suasana.<br /><br /><br />Jenny senyum dan mengangguk, "Hei, SPM is just around the corner. Selain minat, saya memang terpaksa kan hafal semua itu untuk jawab exam nanti?"<br /><br /><br />Mereka di situ ketawa mendengar respon Jenny.<br /><br /><br />"Ok Jenny. Izinkan saya pula memberi pendapat atas pandangan awak itu." Umar menjawab tertib, "First of all, segala fakta yang awak katakan tadi, memang tepat dan tidak ada yang salah. Mengenai isu ego, satu perkara yang harus kita faham di sini ialah, Jenny, ego tidak sama dengan tetap pendirian."<br /><br /><br />"Bagi saya pula, tindakan Rasulullah sama sekali bukan atas dasar kesombongan dalam diri baginda. Jika benar Rasulullah itu ego dan sombong sebagai seorang pemimpin, sudah tentu Rasulullah tidak akan memohon pertolongan. Sedangkan, untuk pengetahuan Jenny, Rasulullah selalu dan sentiasa menadah tangan untuk berdoa kepada tuhan kami, Allah agar diberi pertolongan. Tidak kira pertolongan fizikal, atau rohani untuk menenangkan jiwa Rasulullah yang kadang-kadang resah gelisah." Umar menelan air liur dan meneruskan hujahnya.<br /><br /><br />"Dalam Islam, setiap hamba yang menadah tangan untuk berdoa melambangkan hambanya tunduk kepada kekuasaan Yang Satu dan melambangkan kehambaannya kepada Si Pencipta." Farid menambah diselangi dengan anggukan setuju Rahim.<br /><br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKjELnb3IfGYazPztWVQjVukoqdm_uzLaXeKr7MhdOxVVjpNwnnn_PngwXqFZmg8qyVTlz0imxwlkI3dcEQrlFUsAJ-N-8mUmPOOY0IU38fPfvbjNzPpYVk8-K1bwBGwPcdxMQ6xeV9Io7/s1600/Please_Save_Palestine_by_GERILA.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKjELnb3IfGYazPztWVQjVukoqdm_uzLaXeKr7MhdOxVVjpNwnnn_PngwXqFZmg8qyVTlz0imxwlkI3dcEQrlFUsAJ-N-8mUmPOOY0IU38fPfvbjNzPpYVk8-K1bwBGwPcdxMQ6xeV9Io7/s400/Please_Save_Palestine_by_GERILA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517035993376369954" border="0" /></a><a href="http://browse.deviantart.com/?qh=&section=&q=doa+islam#/d1thd1v">Gambar dari sini<br /></a><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /><br />"Bagi saya, tindak-tanduk Rasulullah adalah sesuatu yang patut kerana segala tawaran yang ditawarkan oleh kafir Quraisy adalah bertentangan dengan prinsip Islam yang dibawa Rasulullah. Awak terlepas pandang satu perkara. Ketika 'Utbah bin Rabi'ah, salah seorang pembesar Quraisy waktu itu, datang menemui Rasulullah untuk mengumumkan tawaran," kata-kata Umar dipotong Jenny.<br /><br /><br />"Maaf, siapa namanya? Tak pernah pula saya tahu." Jenny mengeluarkan buku catatannya dan bersedia untuk mencatat.<br /><br /><br />Umar tersenyum melihat kesungguhan Jenny yang ingin mengaut ilmu. Sikap yang sepatutnya ada dalam diri umat islam. Tamakkan ilmu.<br /><br /><br />"Oh, memang tak ada. Ini informasi bonus untuk awak. Diperolehi daripada catatan Sirah dari negara Arab sana. Namanya 'Utbah bin Rabi'ah." jelas Umar.<br /><br /><br />"Baik. Teruskan, Umar." kata Jenny selesai mencatat.<br /><br /><br />"Ok, ketika 'Utbah bin Rabi'ah datang menemui baginda, 'Utbah berkata, 'Mahukah sekiranya aku tawarkan beberapa perkara? Semoga engkau dapat menerima sebahagian darinya.' Kalau menurut Jenny, Rasulullah seorang yang ego, sudah pastinya ketika itu, Rasulullah akan menolak mentah-mentah, waima mendengar tawaran itu sekalipun, Rasulullah pasti akan menolak. Tetapi, sebaliknya, Rasulullah bersetuju untuk mendengar dahulu. Kata baginda lebih kurang begini, 'Katakan, ya Abal-Walid, saya cuba mendengarnya.' Ya, lebih kurang begitulah apa yang ingin saya katakan." Umar kemudian mengangguk kecil menandakan dia sudah selesai. Memberi peluang kepada rakan-rakannya yang lain sekiranya ingin menambah.<br /><br /><br />"Rasulullah ialah seorang yang tetap pendirian. Peristiwa baginda menolak segala tawaran Quraisy sekali gus menunjukkan agama Islam bukan didirikan atas dasar nafsu kepada harta, pangkat hatta perempuan sekalipun." kata Rahim yang dari tadinya hanya mendengar.<br /><br /><br />"Manakala point awak tentang pengikut Rasulullah juga bersifat ego, bagi saya pula, ia menunjukkan penganut Islam ketika itu sangat kental. Dalam keadaan yang memaksa begitu pun, mereka tetap berpegang teguh kepada agama Islam." tambah Farid.<br /><br /><br />"Jenny, hujah Umar, Rahim dan Farid adalah dasar logik. Biar saya tunjukkan contoh yang lebih praktikal, iaitu saya." Aishah bersuara.<br /><br /><br />Semua mata memandang Aishah. Masing-masing kurang faham bagaimana Aishah boleh menjadi contoh praktikal tentang isu itu.<br /><br /><br />"Rasulullah ketika itu dipulau. Tidak ada seorang pun yang mahu menolong Bani Hasyim. Saya? Hanya kerana saya bukan Melayu, saya sentiasa dianaktirikan dalam layanan. Tidak ada orang yang mahu berkawan dengan saya sedangkan saya juga Islam. Islam seperti mereka. Kalau bukan kerana pendirian Islam yang menyatakan sabar separuh daripada iman dan tidak elok bermusuh-musuhan, sudah tentu saya akan menangis setiap hari merenung nasib. Saya akan tension, dan silap silap haribulan, saya boleh membunuh diri. Tapi, mujur ada kekuatan. Seperti Bani Hasyim yang menguatkan semangat mereka. Kalau itu yang awak namakan ego, maka anggaplah saya ini ego." Aishah menahan air matanya.<br /><br /><br />Jenny menekup mulutnya. Tidak dia menyangka Aishah mengaitkan pandangannya dengan diri Aishah sendiri. Dengan pantas, Jenny memeluk Aishah menenangkannya.<br /><br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTswV4aALv9qMmEf0FzbXYBK9xslDKcpyTUjQjuT8rWL0UGLOKcUMyxFGWSt4ij4RGaN7HO-ILcZI_tRvaQ6IlseCEwsrYQQs57qvERMtlNltXD_3VnZKT2ealbga3S1DEu0aniBinjVcG/s1600/Islam_by_egyptians.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTswV4aALv9qMmEf0FzbXYBK9xslDKcpyTUjQjuT8rWL0UGLOKcUMyxFGWSt4ij4RGaN7HO-ILcZI_tRvaQ6IlseCEwsrYQQs57qvERMtlNltXD_3VnZKT2ealbga3S1DEu0aniBinjVcG/s400/Islam_by_egyptians.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517035551103390514" border="0" /></a><a href="http://egyptians.deviantart.com/art/Islam-50079163?q=boost%3Apopular+islam&qo=3">Gambar dari sini<br /></a><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /><br />"Rupa-rupanya anggapan saya tentang ego selama ini telah diterjemah oleh kamu semua dengan perkataan lain hari ini. Tetap pendirian. Toleransi. Kuat semangat. Tidak putus asa. Sabar. Puas hati rasanya dapat luahkan segalanya!" kata Jenny diakhiri dengan senyum kecil.<br /><br /><br />Rahim menepuk-nepuk tangannya. "Ok, ok! Alhamdulillah. Segalanya selesai tanpa adegan berbunuhan."<br /><br /><br />Mereka ketawa.<br /><br /><br />"Lagi 15 minit ke waktu Asar. Apa kata kita tamatkan sesi kita hari ini? Kita bersiap-siap untuk solat" cadang Rahim pula.<br /><br /><br />Mereka mengangguk-angguk tanda setuju.<br /><br /><br />"Apa kata lepas kamu semua sembahyang, kita pergi makan cendol di gerai depan sana?" cadang Jenny.<br /><br /><br />Masing-masing sekali lagi mengangguk tanda setuju.<br /><br /><br /><br />bersambung...</div>Super Heroes 10http://www.blogger.com/profile/13095964482062285353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4308024306763841501.post-32193543974794181012010-09-24T21:38:00.002+02:002010-09-24T22:04:59.015+02:00Gula-gula ~ Amai desu ne!~<div style="text-align: center;">Assalamualaikum warahmatullah </div><div style="text-align: center;">to</div><div style="text-align: center;">Konnichiwa mina~sama</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Sabda Rasulullah sallahu'alaihiwasalam;</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >"Sungguh mengagumkan engkau ini wahai Umar, syaitan saja tidak berani bertembung denganmu, jika kamu melewati suatu jalan, syaitan akan memilih jalan lain agar tidak bertemu dengan kamu"</span></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">***********************************************************************************</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Saidatina Aisyah radiallahu'anha pernah bercerita;</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">"Ketika Rasulullah sallahu'alaihiwasalam sedang duduk-duduk, terdengarlah suara alunan muzik dan lagu diselangi suara anak-anak kecil. Rasulullah sallahu'alaihiwasalam berdiri dan tiba-tiba seorang gadis Habsy menari-nari dikerumuni anak-anak kecil. Rasulullahu'alaihiwasalam memanggilku, </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>"Wahai Aisyah, kemari dan lihatlah!"</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Aku mendekati Rasulullah dan meletakkan kepalaku di bahu baginda sehingga aku dapat menyaksikan pertunjukan itu. Setelah beberapa lama menyaksikan pertunjukan itu, baginda bertanya kepadaku,</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>"Sudah puas?" </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Aku pura-pura menjawab belum, untuk mengetahui sejauh mana kasih sayang Rasulullah kepadaku. Ketika kami sedang menyaksikan pertunjukan itu, datanglah Umar, seketika itu orang tunggang-langgang menjauhi gadis yang sedang menari dan aku pun menarik langkahku ke belakang," </div><div><br /></div><div>*************************************************************************************</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Get the idea...?</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Source:<i> Umar bin AlKhathab The Conqueror, Abdurrahman Asy Syarqawi</i></div>Super Heroes 10http://www.blogger.com/profile/13095964482062285353noreply@blogger.com0