Thursday, February 9, 2012
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Day 2 - 2012
Salam.
Hik,hik.. It has been quite a long time. I didn't manage my time well, that I missed updating my blog. Dijah insisted that I keep on writing ; may be on excerpts of the books I've read, on talks that I've attended or anything at all. We talked on the phone almost everyday so I'm sure she never misses us.
Alhamdulillah, Allah's blessings are always with us. Don't get me wrong, there are shortcomings here and there but I wouldn't complain. My son is posted to Selangor so he is reunited with his family (Cik Hanim and Humairah!) . Dijah is happier and Azhar is focused in his studies. En suami is still in Pilah so I have lots of spare time during weekdays to concentrate on my work. This year I intend to work smart rather than work hard, so it involves lots of planning and group discussions . I really hope, 2012 will be much better.
My new year resolution..... I am going to be positive and talk of happy things.
Day 2 - Meaning behind your blog name. (Boleh ke skip day 1?)
Sakinah, mawaddah wa rahmah - partly copied from UstaZ Haji Mohd Nawi.
Hik,hik.. It has been quite a long time. I didn't manage my time well, that I missed updating my blog. Dijah insisted that I keep on writing ; may be on excerpts of the books I've read, on talks that I've attended or anything at all. We talked on the phone almost everyday so I'm sure she never misses us.
Alhamdulillah, Allah's blessings are always with us. Don't get me wrong, there are shortcomings here and there but I wouldn't complain. My son is posted to Selangor so he is reunited with his family (Cik Hanim and Humairah!) . Dijah is happier and Azhar is focused in his studies. En suami is still in Pilah so I have lots of spare time during weekdays to concentrate on my work. This year I intend to work smart rather than work hard, so it involves lots of planning and group discussions . I really hope, 2012 will be much better.
My new year resolution..... I am going to be positive and talk of happy things.
Day 2 - Meaning behind your blog name. (Boleh ke skip day 1?)
Sakinah, mawaddah wa rahmah - partly copied from UstaZ Haji Mohd Nawi.
Alam ini terasa indah kerana Allah menciptakannya berpasang-pasangan. Ada siang, ada pula malam. Ada tempat yang subur, ada pula yang tandus. Ada gunung-ganang yang tinggi tapi ada juga lembah dan lurah yang dalam. Ada lelaki dan ada pula perempuan. Allah menciptakan pasangan untuk manusia agar mereka dapat hidup seiring sejalan, berbahagi suka dan duka serta tetap bersama dalam melayari kehidupan yang penuh dengan onak, duri, dugaan, tentangan dan cabaran demi mencapai satu matlamat mendapatkan keluarga sakinah mardatillah. Menurut Prof Dr Hamka, rahmah lebih tinggi kedudukannya daripada mawaddah sebab ia kasih mesra di antara suami isteri yang bukan lagi berasaskan keinginan syahwat, sebaliknya rasa kasih sayang murni yang tumbuh dari jiwa yang paling dalam sehingga suami isteri merasakan kebahagiaan yang tidak bertepi dan ketenangan yang tidak berbatas. Yang mereka inginkan adalah mengisi hari-hari akhir dengan beribadah dan mendekatkan diri kepada Allah sedekat-dekatnya secara bersama-sama. Mereka juga berusaha memberikan contoh yang baik, teladan dan nasihat kepada anak cucu supaya mereka tidak salah dalam memilih jalan hidup di dunia yang penuh dugaan ini. Inilah hakikat rahmah itu. Allah akan menurunkan rahmah di dalam satu keluarga apabila keluarga berkenaan dibina atas niat mencari keredaan Allah. Oleh sebab itu, di dalam proses membina satu rumah tangga, Rasulullah memberikan bimbingan kepada umat Islam agar memilih pasangan kerana empat prinsip, iaitu kecantikan, keturunan, kekayaan dan agamanya. Akan tetapi Rasulullah memberatkan agar agama menjadi keutamaan. Ada kalanya orang memilih pasangan kerana kecantikan dan kekayaan sehingga mereka lupa bahawa kecantikan dan harta bersifat sementara. Begitu juga dengan keturunan dan nasab tidak selamanya menjamin kebahagiaan. Oleh sebab itulah, Rasulullah s. a. w. menyuruh memilih pasangan kerana agama sebab kekurangan dalam rupa, harta dan nasab atau keturunan akan disempurnakan oleh agama. Wanita yang beragama akan timbul di wajahnya kecantikan yang lahir dari jiwanya dan menyinari segenap tubuhnya, bukan kecantikan palsu yang diselaputi solekan. Wanita yang beragama juga akan melahirkan sifat qana’ah, iaitu berasa cukup dengan yang mereka miliki dan tidak terlalu memaksa diri untuk mencapai sesuatu. Sifat inilah yang dikatakan oleh ahli tasawuf dengan kekayaan yang sebenarnya. Agama pula membezakan seorang manusia dengan manusia yang lain, bukan kerana keturunan dan kedudukan seperti firman Allah yang bermaksud: “Sesungguhnya orang yang paling mulia di sisi Allah adalah orang yang paling takwa”.
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Saturday, November 12, 2011
Happiness
Salam. Everyone deserves to be happy. It's in our mind. If we choose to be happy, then the happiness is yours. But if you choose to be grumpy then, no one will be able to help you.
I know of someone who has a dream job, a dream husband, a dream child, supportive well-to-do family but as usual there is a wee bit of imperfection in her life. Out of frustration, she sometimes refuses to go to work. There was tension in the family and everybody was worried. She pulled herself together after an outsider pointed out, how lucky she was.
There are practically solutions to every problems that we faced. We have our parents, brothers, sisters and eventually we have Allah the almighty to help us.
The basic foundation of my happiness is the trust that my husband gives me. Then there are my children. Cik tutor calls almost everyday. I don't mind the sobs and the tears because that's the time she opens up to me. She might look strong to her friends but actually she is lonely in Armidale. Only Allah knows how hard I pray for her well-being. Kerol on the other hand, loves to shower me with his mushy, lovey words. Halim with his funny comments in the facebook which never fail to bring laughter to the household.
The greatest happiness of all is when my children reminded me of my duties.
'I'm proud of you and Ayah. May Allah gives you pahala for every kilometers that you travelled!'
She texted me when we were on our way to Alor Setar from KB. May Allah bless En suami, Dijah, Halim,Aman, Kerol and Aa.
I know of someone who has a dream job, a dream husband, a dream child, supportive well-to-do family but as usual there is a wee bit of imperfection in her life. Out of frustration, she sometimes refuses to go to work. There was tension in the family and everybody was worried. She pulled herself together after an outsider pointed out, how lucky she was.
There are practically solutions to every problems that we faced. We have our parents, brothers, sisters and eventually we have Allah the almighty to help us.
The basic foundation of my happiness is the trust that my husband gives me. Then there are my children. Cik tutor calls almost everyday. I don't mind the sobs and the tears because that's the time she opens up to me. She might look strong to her friends but actually she is lonely in Armidale. Only Allah knows how hard I pray for her well-being. Kerol on the other hand, loves to shower me with his mushy, lovey words. Halim with his funny comments in the facebook which never fail to bring laughter to the household.
The greatest happiness of all is when my children reminded me of my duties.
'I'm proud of you and Ayah. May Allah gives you pahala for every kilometers that you travelled!'
She texted me when we were on our way to Alor Setar from KB. May Allah bless En suami, Dijah, Halim,Aman, Kerol and Aa.
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Granddaughter
This is the picture of my first granddaughter, Amani Humaira bt Abdul Halim. I haven't met her in person yet as en suami and I are busy with our work. We call her Humaira. At the moment she's staying with her maternal grandparents in Kota Bharu. I know she's in safe hands and I'm sure they are looking after her well. We plan to visit them during the festive season this weekend.
Since she is our first grandchild, and also the first niece to a vogue aunt and 3 admiring uncles, we couldn't help it but felt excited with her birth. Eventhough we can't hug, cuddle and kiss her, we can keep track of her progress when her father uploaded her photos and tag us in the facebook. We pray that she'll grow up to be a fine, obedient,solehah young woman just like her adorable aunty Dijah!
Friday, October 7, 2011
Nepal
I was really busy with work and attending to family matters. It was indeed a happy moment when all my children were able to attend Aman's wedding. The last time we were together, was back in 2006, before Aman left for Egypt to study medicine .
Yesterday morning Aman flew to Cairo with his wife.Both families sent them off at the airport.Aman and I took the bus from Ipoh and on arrival at the airport, a young man hesitatingly approached us.
'You speak English,' he asked Aman. Aman was quite reluctant to answer because he was taught to be careful with strangers.
'We do,' I answered and I asked whether he had any problems.
My motherly instinct was right. The nineteen-year old boy came to Malaysia to find work and after a month of labour in a furniture factory in Ipoh, he was found medically unfit and his visa was terminated.His employer used his hard-earned money to buy him the flight ticket home. He looked lost and unhappy so I asked Aman to buy him some food . We chatted and he told us about himself. He was the eldest in a family of three. In Nepal, he worked as a rafter (carrying people across the river using rafts). I was quite impressed with his command in English and his willingness to find work so far away from home. I asked Aman to make sure that all his documents were in order and consulted the information personnel about his flight which was due the next morning. We departed soon after.
Later that day, while en suami, Aman and I were heading towards the surau,the Nepalese boy approached us, beaming. 'Thank you friend,' he kept saying. He also introduced us to his countrymen who worked in Selangor, whom he met at the airport.I was glad that he was not travelling alone. I wished them luck and to have a safe journey home.
The encounter with the Nepalese boy made me ponder how difficult life can be. To make ends meet, he has to use all his savings to find jobs in our beloved country. Unfortunately, it did not turn out well and he has to resume work as a rafter when he gets home. Maybe, when he has enough money, he would further his studies and his life will be much better after that.
Yesterday morning Aman flew to Cairo with his wife.Both families sent them off at the airport.Aman and I took the bus from Ipoh and on arrival at the airport, a young man hesitatingly approached us.
'You speak English,' he asked Aman. Aman was quite reluctant to answer because he was taught to be careful with strangers.
'We do,' I answered and I asked whether he had any problems.
My motherly instinct was right. The nineteen-year old boy came to Malaysia to find work and after a month of labour in a furniture factory in Ipoh, he was found medically unfit and his visa was terminated.His employer used his hard-earned money to buy him the flight ticket home. He looked lost and unhappy so I asked Aman to buy him some food . We chatted and he told us about himself. He was the eldest in a family of three. In Nepal, he worked as a rafter (carrying people across the river using rafts). I was quite impressed with his command in English and his willingness to find work so far away from home. I asked Aman to make sure that all his documents were in order and consulted the information personnel about his flight which was due the next morning. We departed soon after.
Later that day, while en suami, Aman and I were heading towards the surau,the Nepalese boy approached us, beaming. 'Thank you friend,' he kept saying. He also introduced us to his countrymen who worked in Selangor, whom he met at the airport.I was glad that he was not travelling alone. I wished them luck and to have a safe journey home.
The encounter with the Nepalese boy made me ponder how difficult life can be. To make ends meet, he has to use all his savings to find jobs in our beloved country. Unfortunately, it did not turn out well and he has to resume work as a rafter when he gets home. Maybe, when he has enough money, he would further his studies and his life will be much better after that.
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Nice
There were tears of despair. In between sobs, she confided,'I always treat people nicely, but why are they mean to me.'
Then it struck me. Before I left for UK to study ages ago, my mum wrote a short reminder in my autograph book. The message was short but I never took much notice, until this afternoon.
'Buat baik berpada-pada, buat jahat jangan sekali,' she wrote.
Actually,you can be nice to people, but please make sure that the people that you are nice to are nice! There shouldn't be any hidden motives for being nice to other people; in other words be nice sincerely. Allah knows what's in our hearts and for every good deeds that you've done, Allah would give you great rewards.
I don't know the statistics of bad people versus nice people. But I'm really sure that nice people outnumber bad people. We need to be careful when getting acquainted with a new person; not to reveal too much about ourselves and always be nice to your own self before you are good to others!
I always refer to the seerah of the prophet whenever I came across a problem. Read this touching story about Prophet Muhammad(pbuh) and realise how patient and noble he was during his lifetime.
In the corner of the marketplace of Madinah, was a blind Jewish beggar, who would cry out daily to all those who came near him, "O my brothers, don't be near Muhammad! He's a lunatic, he's a liar, a sorcerer! If you are to be close to him, you will be influenced by him!"
No matter whoever approached him, the blind Jewish beggar will definitely not waste his chance to incite them to hate the Prophet Muhammad, Sallalahu Alaihi Wassallam (peace be upon him).
All kinds of curses would spew forth from the beggar's mouth even though he had never known the Prophet personally!
The news about the blind Jewish beggar's daily cursing and badmouthing him came to the knowledge of the Prophet (pbuh).
Even then, the Holy Prophet Muhammad (pbuh) did not get angry and he ignored the blind Jewish beggar's insults against himself!
On the contrary, from that day onwards, at each morning, the Prophet (pbuh) visited the blind beggar and brought food for him!
Without saying a single word, the Blessed Messenger (pbuh) would feed the beggar with his own hand!
The blind beggar would chew the food being fed to him and eat contentedly. Once he was full, he'd express his gratitude without knowing that the one who had fed him was the Holy Prophet of Allah, Muhammad (pbuh).
The Prophet Muhammad (pbuh) continued to feed the blind beggar without fail each day till the day he died! Throughout his service to the blind beggar, he never revealed his identity to the blind Jewish beggar.
After the Prophet Muhammad (pbuh) had passed away, no one brought food to the blind beggar anymore.
The blind Jewish beggar waited daily and was perplexed as to why the kind man did no longer come to feed him and provide for him as he had done all this while. The blind beggar waited in vain for the kind gentleman who had fed him。
One day, the closest Companion of the Holy Prophet (pbuh), Saiyidina Abu Bakar As Siddiq @ The Truthful One, Radhiallahu Anhu (May Allah be pleased with him) visited the home of his daughter, Saiyidatina Aishah, Radhiallahu Anha (May Allah be pleased with her), the widow of the Blessed Messenger (SAW).
Abu Bakar asked Aishah, "O my child, is there any habit of my beloved (Prophet) that I have yet to carry on?"
Aisyah replied, "Dear Father, you are verily a follower of the Sunnah (Habits) of the Prophet and there is none that you have yet to do except for one deed only!"
"What is that?" asked Abu Bakar.
"Every morning, the Prophet of Allah (pbuh) will go to the end of the marketplace, bringing food to a blind old Jewish beggar who lives there and feed him by his hand," said Aishah.
The next day, Abu Bakar As Siddiq went to the marketplace with food for the blind beggar. Abu Bakar As Siddiq approached the beggar and started to feed him.
At the first handfull of food being fed to him, the blind Jewish beggar became angry and shouted out, "Who are you?"
Abu Bakar answered, "I am the one who usually feeds you every morning".
"No! Don't you lie to me!" objected the blind beggar.
Abu Bakar was shocked, thus he asked, "Why do you say so?"
The blind Jewish beggar answered, "Because when he comes to me, I always felt it easy to hold his hand and found it easy to chew the food he fed me! The man who used to feed me would make the food fine before feeding it to me!"
Abu Bakar As Siddiq could not hold back his tears anymore and he burst out crying and had to disclose who he actually was to the beggar.
"Verily, I am not the one who used to come and feed you. I am one of his Companions for the noble one is alive no more! He was none other than the Blessed Prophet of Allah, Muhammad Sallalahu Alaihi Wassallam!"
"Muhammad?" asked the blind old Jewish beggar, totally shocked with what he had just heard.
"You mean to tell me that the one who came each morning without fail and fed me by his hand was Muhammad?" asked the beggar."Yes! It was Muhammad!" answered Abu Bakar.
Immediately, the blind old Jewish beggar wailed out in despair and cried so pitifully coming to realise that it was none other than the Holy Prophet (pbuh) who had been feeding him all this while.
"All this while!... all this while, I had been cursing him, I had been slandering him! Not once has he ever scolded me! He kept coming every morning to feed me! He is so noble!.." cried the old blind Jewish beggar as he wiped away his flowing tears on his cheeks.
The blind beggar reached out to Saiyidina Abu Bakar As Siddiq, the first Caliph of the Muslims and testified before him the Kalimah Shahadah
Then it struck me. Before I left for UK to study ages ago, my mum wrote a short reminder in my autograph book. The message was short but I never took much notice, until this afternoon.
'Buat baik berpada-pada, buat jahat jangan sekali,' she wrote.
Actually,you can be nice to people, but please make sure that the people that you are nice to are nice! There shouldn't be any hidden motives for being nice to other people; in other words be nice sincerely. Allah knows what's in our hearts and for every good deeds that you've done, Allah would give you great rewards.
I don't know the statistics of bad people versus nice people. But I'm really sure that nice people outnumber bad people. We need to be careful when getting acquainted with a new person; not to reveal too much about ourselves and always be nice to your own self before you are good to others!
I always refer to the seerah of the prophet whenever I came across a problem. Read this touching story about Prophet Muhammad(pbuh) and realise how patient and noble he was during his lifetime.
In the corner of the marketplace of Madinah, was a blind Jewish beggar, who would cry out daily to all those who came near him, "O my brothers, don't be near Muhammad! He's a lunatic, he's a liar, a sorcerer! If you are to be close to him, you will be influenced by him!"
No matter whoever approached him, the blind Jewish beggar will definitely not waste his chance to incite them to hate the Prophet Muhammad, Sallalahu Alaihi Wassallam (peace be upon him).
All kinds of curses would spew forth from the beggar's mouth even though he had never known the Prophet personally!
The news about the blind Jewish beggar's daily cursing and badmouthing him came to the knowledge of the Prophet (pbuh).
Even then, the Holy Prophet Muhammad (pbuh) did not get angry and he ignored the blind Jewish beggar's insults against himself!
On the contrary, from that day onwards, at each morning, the Prophet (pbuh) visited the blind beggar and brought food for him!
Without saying a single word, the Blessed Messenger (pbuh) would feed the beggar with his own hand!
The blind beggar would chew the food being fed to him and eat contentedly. Once he was full, he'd express his gratitude without knowing that the one who had fed him was the Holy Prophet of Allah, Muhammad (pbuh).
The Prophet Muhammad (pbuh) continued to feed the blind beggar without fail each day till the day he died! Throughout his service to the blind beggar, he never revealed his identity to the blind Jewish beggar.
After the Prophet Muhammad (pbuh) had passed away, no one brought food to the blind beggar anymore.
The blind Jewish beggar waited daily and was perplexed as to why the kind man did no longer come to feed him and provide for him as he had done all this while. The blind beggar waited in vain for the kind gentleman who had fed him。
One day, the closest Companion of the Holy Prophet (pbuh), Saiyidina Abu Bakar As Siddiq @ The Truthful One, Radhiallahu Anhu (May Allah be pleased with him) visited the home of his daughter, Saiyidatina Aishah, Radhiallahu Anha (May Allah be pleased with her), the widow of the Blessed Messenger (SAW).
Abu Bakar asked Aishah, "O my child, is there any habit of my beloved (Prophet) that I have yet to carry on?"
Aisyah replied, "Dear Father, you are verily a follower of the Sunnah (Habits) of the Prophet and there is none that you have yet to do except for one deed only!"
"What is that?" asked Abu Bakar.
"Every morning, the Prophet of Allah (pbuh) will go to the end of the marketplace, bringing food to a blind old Jewish beggar who lives there and feed him by his hand," said Aishah.
The next day, Abu Bakar As Siddiq went to the marketplace with food for the blind beggar. Abu Bakar As Siddiq approached the beggar and started to feed him.
At the first handfull of food being fed to him, the blind Jewish beggar became angry and shouted out, "Who are you?"
Abu Bakar answered, "I am the one who usually feeds you every morning".
"No! Don't you lie to me!" objected the blind beggar.
Abu Bakar was shocked, thus he asked, "Why do you say so?"
The blind Jewish beggar answered, "Because when he comes to me, I always felt it easy to hold his hand and found it easy to chew the food he fed me! The man who used to feed me would make the food fine before feeding it to me!"
Abu Bakar As Siddiq could not hold back his tears anymore and he burst out crying and had to disclose who he actually was to the beggar.
"Verily, I am not the one who used to come and feed you. I am one of his Companions for the noble one is alive no more! He was none other than the Blessed Prophet of Allah, Muhammad Sallalahu Alaihi Wassallam!"
"Muhammad?" asked the blind old Jewish beggar, totally shocked with what he had just heard.
"You mean to tell me that the one who came each morning without fail and fed me by his hand was Muhammad?" asked the beggar."Yes! It was Muhammad!" answered Abu Bakar.
Immediately, the blind old Jewish beggar wailed out in despair and cried so pitifully coming to realise that it was none other than the Holy Prophet (pbuh) who had been feeding him all this while.
"All this while!... all this while, I had been cursing him, I had been slandering him! Not once has he ever scolded me! He kept coming every morning to feed me! He is so noble!.." cried the old blind Jewish beggar as he wiped away his flowing tears on his cheeks.
The blind beggar reached out to Saiyidina Abu Bakar As Siddiq, the first Caliph of the Muslims and testified before him the Kalimah Shahadah
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Happy Eid
This year all my sisters and brother plus their families celebrate raya at their in-laws. En doktor and his in-laws will be in Ipoh on the third day of raya so we decided to keep mak and ayah company. Glad that we came up with that decision because there are lots to be done on raya's eve. Alhamdulillah Aman and Azhar were forever willing to help with the preparation : hanging the curtains, washing the dishes, laying the carpets, peeling the onions , preparing the drinks, and of course serving the guests.
So, this will be the last raya for Aman as a single man. I hope he'll be a good son-in-law. As a son, I couldn't wish for a better one. In fact all my children are very nice, pleasant to be with, obedient and they have lots of good sense of humor. They are very dedicated with their work or studies and have great respect to the elderly. I wish that they remain humble and that success will not get on their heads.
Dijah is celebrating raya in Uruguay. Well, not really celebrating but she is doing her work there. At least in Aussie, she is part of the Islamic community, so she can join in the Eid prayers and other activities. Being in Latin America at this time of the year is a once in a lifetime experience. I hope she'll enjoy the trip and gain lots of knowledge and experience. I'm glad that she tried her best to keep in touch, and kept us informed of her whereabouts. The conference in Buenos Aires, the trip to the Iguazu Falls and another working trip to Uruguay kept her busy most of the time. I hope the experience will enrich her life and open her eyes to Allah's wonderful creation.
Personally, I am already looking forward to next year's holy month of Ramadan. I hope Allah will be pleased with me and my family.
So, this will be the last raya for Aman as a single man. I hope he'll be a good son-in-law. As a son, I couldn't wish for a better one. In fact all my children are very nice, pleasant to be with, obedient and they have lots of good sense of humor. They are very dedicated with their work or studies and have great respect to the elderly. I wish that they remain humble and that success will not get on their heads.
Dijah is celebrating raya in Uruguay. Well, not really celebrating but she is doing her work there. At least in Aussie, she is part of the Islamic community, so she can join in the Eid prayers and other activities. Being in Latin America at this time of the year is a once in a lifetime experience. I hope she'll enjoy the trip and gain lots of knowledge and experience. I'm glad that she tried her best to keep in touch, and kept us informed of her whereabouts. The conference in Buenos Aires, the trip to the Iguazu Falls and another working trip to Uruguay kept her busy most of the time. I hope the experience will enrich her life and open her eyes to Allah's wonderful creation.
Personally, I am already looking forward to next year's holy month of Ramadan. I hope Allah will be pleased with me and my family.
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