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Wednesday, December 29, 2010

I love My Family.. part 2

Salam alayk,

Now, I am in Mawaddah's new school. She is now having culture shock maybe. She don't know I am with her actually. She cried loudly, but it's okay.. crying is a learning. If she don't cry, she don't learn.

Continue part 1:

While we're waiting abang Suria and K. Hanin, I just fall asleep, tired perhaps, and K. Wani surfing internet. On 3.16 p.m, they come back simultaneously with abang Hadi and abang Iskandar. We went to Alamanda together but not in the same car. K. Suhaila and A. Faizi arrived already, about 10 to 15 minutes A. Hafiz and K. Suhaila Jamunai come after. A. Suria treated popcorn and drink while watching cinema. In fact, A. Suria had seen the movie already, but he watch twice to accompany us. A. Fendi had some problem which stop him from reach there earlier. He arrived when the movie about half being played. Next, we planned to play bowling. Unfortunately, there is no vacancy for us, too full. We wait about an hour, but there is still no vacancy. At last, we went to entertainment centre. We played basket ball, game cars, and much more. Oh for your information, A. Hadi won the car game and I was the second place! third A. Iskandar, K. Wani is the fourth and A. Suria is the last. We laughed loudly when we realized A. Suria was the last place, include K. Hanin. We finished our game around 9.26 p.m and decided to eat at food court. Again, A. Suria treats. I ate Cantonese Kuey Tiow. Before go to carpark, K. Wani bought cookies brand Famous Amos for ibu and ayah at home. While walking to car park, Abang Suira hold my hand and suddenly A. Iskandar pull my hand to not to hold A. Suria.. He is jealous, I know that. But after a while I notice A. Iskandar is holding A. Suria's hand.. Urgh.. No wonder he did so.. At the escalator we shake hand and hug A. Suria and K. Hanin before went home. Thank you Abang Suria and K. Hanin for everything, we really had a lots of fun.. and I'm very proud of having a caring brother like him.



Everyone is here!


Yeah! Basket ball ;)

Need For Speed?

Aim! Aim! whoa!


Salam Ukhuwah.

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Syukur Ya Rabbi..


Salam alayk,

I told you already about to continue my story at my brother's house but I think I want to write about something that Allah had given to me four days ago. On 23rd December, all students form three took their results at schools. Ya Allah, this was the hardest time for me to get through. I don't have an appetite to eat, I couldn't sleep well and I also frequently having bad dreams about my result. I struggled enough, and I hope I did the best. Also my friends, we did all together isn't it? I won't forget our sweet memories.. I will keep them all in my heart. Back to our main topic, I got the result already.. I feel like collapsing when I got the result because.. I did IT! Alhamdulillah, praise to Allah.. I got 9A's. We're all so happy especially my parents, of course. I cried happily, Alhamdulillah.. I know this is just a first step for me to be a doctor, but I feel very grateful once I passed the step greatly. And I hope this step would lead better for other steps ahead. Congratulations to all my friends! Whether they 9A's or not, I'm sure all of you did the best on this final exam, just Allah want to test His slaves whether they thanks to Him or not. Actually, the one who gets 9A also is being test by Him. Are we getting further from Him or vise versa? And for someone who felt their results worse caused of they not struggle to study, alhamdulillah if you realized so, but you can't do anything to change it back, so think about your future. SMA and SPM (for secondary school) is more important and I hope all of us can do our best in the next final exam, ameen.

About 9A's, in my school, there are about 32 students who achieve straight A's. The truth is, accomplishment for this year is decreased. On 2009, there about 40 pupils get straight A's. I'm sure our principal felt a bit disappointed, of course she target higher goal for this year. But we made her down, perhaps. Ummi, if you read my blog now, we are so sorry about our attainment this year, we know that you always do the best for us, and we want you to know that you're the best principal We've ever had, Ummi. We love you so much. Insya-Allah, we will do our best for the next final exam, SMA. We hope, we won't ever let you down again.

For all teachers thank you very much for all your support, du'a, and motivation. May Allah pays all deeds you have done, especially for all form 3 teachers. O' Allah, please give to our teachers a good health, vigorous their iman, bold their heart in the way to teach us, help them in become a devout person, lead them with your guidance, protect them from tomb chastisement and the day of punishment. O' Allah please accept their repentant. Ameen.


s/p: Ibu, ayah, you're the best parents ever, thanks a lot of your du'a, support and motivation, you will always be in my du'a, your beloved daughter, Syahirah..

Salam Ukhuwah.

Saturday, December 18, 2010

I Love My Family!

Salam alayk,

Sometimes whenever Allah gives us comfort everyday, we didn't receive it as a pleasure from Him. Because we feel that everything we have now is a must and we have to have it without failed. One day, I read a poem, the contents is trying to tell us (I'm explaining with my own words) that delights that always been forgotten are safety and health. This sentence give a big meaning to me. When I look myself, I have something special which not everyone get what I got. It is my family. We are really love each other. I do think so, because plenty of my friends always have problems with their siblings.. I mean serious problems. But Alhamdulillah.. we're not! I have eight siblings and I'm the youngest. I closed with everyone in my family.. I have no problem to hug and kiss all my family members. In fact, every time I go out with my family, I used to hold someone's hand and I noticed not everyone likes to be hold to. But my family? all of them were available.. except abang Iskandar...Yes, he didn't feel comfortable to do so.

Actually, I want to share to you where I have been yesterday. Abang Suria which is my first brother asked ibu's permission to take us out. So, I and k. Wani slept at his house last two days in Putrajaya. He always try to make us feel comfortable when we are with him. Also his wife, my sister in law, k. Hanin. They treat us nicely. Early in the morning after performed Solah, we went to park to jog. Wow, that was exciting when there are many facilities of excercise! I and k. Wani tried all the facilities provided happily =D. After tired jogging, we went to a stall at center of apartment in Percint 10, I guess. The stall is owned by Kelantanese people. So, you can find nasi kerabu, laksam and many more in breakfast! I feel a bit suprised when abang Suria eat Nasi Kerabu with ayam goreng for his breakfast, k. Hanin also. Actually, k. Hanin is Kelantanese =) .
After eat, we went back to abang Suria's house until 3 o'clock, we went to Alamanda to go to cinema! We watched the movie of Hantu Kak Limah Balik Rumah. Around 12 o'clock a. Suria and k. Hanin will be attending for a wedding. So, just both of us were in the big house while waiting to go Alamanda. Urm.. it's a quite late now.. so, to be continued..




I' m doing Sit Up!



This is my abang Suria



K. Hanin and her Batu Seremban



K. Hanin and K. Wani are practicing Tai-Chi, while I still Sit Up.


Salam Ukhuwah.

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

I'm hurt...

Salam alayk,

Hello World, Time run so fast! next year, I will be a form four student, yeah! Alhamdulillah, all praises to Allah for giving me chances to live. Time passed make me more mathured. Last two days, I went PAS for reunion Sekolah Rendah Islam Hira'. All students ( girls) standard six '07 had our reunion after talked in Facebook. Unfortunately, only four of us came to the PAS for reunion. Where are the others? Oh, I feel very sad. Actually, there is a misunderstanding between us. I don't know what had I done, but obviously, I had made someone hurt. And that give a big impact for our reunion seeming many of us were on her side. I tried to talk to her nicely, but she really doesn't want to talk to me. After few days, I realized, that some of my friends is trying to avoid from communicate with me ( my primary school's friends). But, Alhamdulillah, I have really good friends in SAMTTAJ and they're willing to help. Hear my problems, sharing tears. Oh Allah, thanks for giving me such a good friends I've ever had! For all my friends, I hope, if I've done even a really big mistake, please tell me.. don't try to avoid yourself from me. Because.. it's really hurt. Nobody want to be treated such.

I ending my post with some pictures of our reunion:-


I'm the one who is holding the newspaper. Promoting Metro!



Syahirah, Izyan, Asmaa' and Ain. =)

Salam Ukhuwah.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

MQA! - Port Dickson


Salam alayk,

Alhamdulillah!! I have a good news! MQA had recognized medical imaging course, and my sister will be graduated in February, my birth month..Hah.. I feel very relief now. Syukur.. she is now plan to work in weekend and continue studies(degree) in weekday. She still finding for her new university seeming the course of medical imaging(degree) not available in UNiSEL. O Allah, please give her the best university. Ameen. Tomorrow, I will be going to Port Dickson. Swimming!. I join my uncle which I call 'bapak' with his family. Bapak told me the programme tomorrow, we will start our journey at 6.45 a.m, then reach beach, swim, having lunch, depart to mak's(bapak's wife) sister house at Rembau, taking photos with goats there;) Wah, I can't wait for tomorrow! Please pray for our safety.

Salam Ukhuwah.

Monday, November 22, 2010

Pencil & Eraser.



Pencil: I'm sorry....

Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.

Pencil: I'm sorry cos you get hurt bcos of me. Whenever I made a mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each time.

Eraser: That's true. But I don't really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though one day, I know I'll be gone and you'll replace me with a new one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad. :)

I found this conversation between the pencil and the eraser very inspirational.

Parents are like the eraser whereas their children are the pencil. They're always there for their children, cleaning up their mistakes. Sometimes along the way... they get hurt, and become smaller (older, and eventually pass on). Though their children will eventually find someone new (spouse), but parents are still happy with what they do for their children, and will always hate seeing their precious ones worrying, or sad.


To my parents, I knew I did a lot of mistakes. Please forgive me. I love you both. Nothing could replace your great deeds. Only Allah can rewards it with something better. I pray that Allah give you the greatest rewards. Ameen.

Friday, November 19, 2010

Allah knows the best


Salam alayk,

Ermm.. today I did not find any story, so I decided to write my story. Last Monday is the last day school of SAMTTAJ. So, that Monday we threw an end-year-party. In assembly, at the morning, all school's prefect had to resign post and reelection. There are six ladies prefect (form 3) in 2010. After resigned post, four from six of us not being reelected (include me). I, Falihah, Iklil and Diyana felt a bit surprise, what had we done? After assembly, all prefect 2011 had an encounter, two of them whose being reelection, Hidayu and Fifi went to meet our ustazah and asked about four of us. But the reply from ustazah is not what we expected. Usatazah said, we are high possibility to achieve good result in PMR and maybe shift to other school. So, what will happen to the prefect committee if many of us go to other school? Hmm.. maybe it's true. But, ustazah... I and Diyana didn't send any application for any school. How could we get an offering letter to shift to other school? When I think back, I am really appreciate of ustazah's expectation about us. I hope the expectation about achieve the best result in PMR will be accomplish. Whatever it is, I still thankful to Allah for giving me chance to be a prefect in a year. For the new and old prefects in 2011, hold your post as good as possible. May you deserve Allah's blessing, ameen.

Salam Ukhuwah.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

10 Sin Washer & Heart Antidote.

Salam alayk.

Here is a true story happened in the time of Hassan Al-Basri, a religious man who is well-known on his era. I read all stories I found, and this is the best. Erm.. for your information, no English translation.

Hassan al-Basri r.a. berkata: "Ketika saya berkeliling di jalan-jalan kota Bashrah dan di pasarnya dengan seorang pemuda ahli ibadah, tiba-tiba saya melihat seorang tabib yang sedang duduk di atas kerusi."

Dia dikelilingi oleh laki-laki, perempuan dan anak-anak.

Di tangan mereka masing-masing terdapat gelas yang berisi air. Mereka meminta petua dan ubat untuk penyakitnya.

Kemudian, pemuda yang bersamaku maju ke depan tabib, lalu dia berkata:

"Wahai tabib, apakah kamu punya ubat yang mampu membersihkan dosa dan menyembuhkan penyakit hati? "

Kemudian, si tabib itu menjelaskan:

"Ambillah sepuluh macam ramuan:

  1. Ambillah akar pohon fakir bersama akar-akar pohon tawaddhu' (kerendahan hati),
  2. Campurkanlah padanya tumbuhan taubat,
  3. Taruhlah ke dalam bekas keredhaan,
  4. Tumbuklah dengan penumbuk qana'ah,
  5. Masukkan dalam kuali taqwa,
  6. Lalu tuangkanlah padanya air malu,
  7. Didihkanlah dengan api mahabbah,
  8. Tuangkanlah ke dalam gelas syukur,
  9. Kemudian kipaslah dengan kipas harapan,
  10. Lalu minum dengan sudu pujian.

Sesungguhnya jika kamu mengerjakan hal itu, maka akan menjadi ubat bagimu dari semua penyakit dan bencana di dunia dan di akhirat." - Dipetik daripada Kitab Nashaihul 'Ibad, Imam Nawawi

Thursday, November 11, 2010

An Arabic Debate Competition.

Salam alayk,

Last four days, I was very busy preparing for an Arabic Competition in our school. Actually, this competition is for finding a new debater in 2011. Ustaz Samad have to look talented students. We had been separated in five groups. Syanfara, A'sya, Amru 'ul Qais, .......... Abi Salma and I had forgotten already the last one. My group members are, first debater is Miss Ainur Farzana, second debater is Mr. Imdad/Miss Syazreeza, and I was the third debater. Our group is Syanfara. We won on the first and second game, but lose in the final. Alhamdulillah, Allah gives us the chance for us to be a champion at first. We lose with Mr. Nazri's group( I don't remember what is his group's name). Oh, I'm sure you feel a bit weird with our group's name but it it is actually the name of Arabic poet's name in the era before jahiliya. Ustaz Samad gave the name, and I like my group's name, Syanfara. I admit, Nazri is a very talented debater. I don't know how could he write back all our "hujah" and object all of them one by one till the last. I can't do that. I just object three from six "hujah" of their's. Of course, he is a good listener. I hope, I can be like him and even better. Congratulations, to Nazri's group. Allah gave the best and I have to except it. Okay that's all for today.

Salam Ukhuwah.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Graduation


Salam alayk,

My fifth brother, Hadi graduated on August in course of Applied Chemistry. He is now working at Chemlab in Kelana Jaya as a chemist. Studied at University Malaya when taking degree. Actually, I want to share about my sister's problem at her university which is UNiSEL. She took medical imaging course. This course could lead to be a radiographer which a person who x-ray people. The problem now is, she and her friends had finished their studies and also practical but their course still not recognized by MQA. So, they could not be graduated until the MQA recognize their course. While their problem being processed, all the medical imaging students have to work at any private clinics or hospitals about one year to get experience. The experience is important for applying post(of course radiographer) in government hospital. But the latest news, I heard the MQA will tell the result whether their course being recognized or not by 10 November. I am pleased to urge my readers to pray for the result. May Allah give the best. Ameen.

Salam Ukhuwah

Saturday, October 30, 2010

Hah, Exam!



Salam alayk,

Hi, tomorrow I will facing another exam which is called SMA. Actually SMA or known as Sijil Menengah Agama is in form 4, but our school decided to do this exam in this year for form 3 just practice for usual SMA start from our batch. Seeming we don't know all the lesson(SMA) in form 4, so tomorrow in the morning, we will study about two chapter and in evening we will start our exam! Moreover, after PMR we feel so bored, and thought about to sit exam again and again. But that is impossible right. Okay never mind as I do the good thing in my holiday. So, my readers.. please doa for my exam I hope I manage to do the best. Next year, I planned to join pure science class. This is because.. first, I have high interest in science. Second, I really want to be a doctor. Okay, I think i just stop here seeming there is no for the third reason.

Salam Ukhuwah

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Festival Day!

Salam alayk,

For this entry, I want to show to you my pictures on Hari Raya Aidilfitri. I know, this festival day had come to an end. But I really don't have time in Hari Raya to update blog, looking my PMR is just around the corner. In history, in the era before Rasulullah had came, the people entertain two big festival. After Islam to appear, Allah then replaced the big day with Hari Raya Aidilfitri and Aidiladha for His people to entertain as they limit to the Islamic religious law.

We went to our relative's(s) houses. The usual dishes in hari raya are nasi himpit, kuah kacang, rendang ayam/daging, lontong etc. But the compulsory is kuih raya! There are many kinds of kuih raya such as almond london, tart, cookies etc. On one night in Ramadan I take an opportunity to make one type of kuih raya which named cornflakes choc by myself. I done everything at 4.00am sharp. Hmm.. the taste is quite delicious and quite hard too. For anyone who had problem with their teeth, I advise you not to try my kuih or your tooth will be disappeared. Here is my pictures on the first day raya.



Only seven left, three were married


Ask forgiveness from both parents.


Enjoy eating mihun~


In Nek Su's House


I, Kak Wani, Kak Suhaila & ...Mawaddah


Okay that's all.. Mawaddah get up already and started to cry.

Salam Ukhuwah.




The Chosen One...

Salam alayk,

I want to share to you Maher Zain's song. The Chosen One. This is the nasyeed and video I like most from the others of Maher Zain. This video is the combination of the story happened in era Prophet Muhammad. Really interesting.






In a time of darkness and greed
It is your light that we need
You came to teach us how to live
Muhammad Ya Rasul Allah
You were so caring and kind
Your soul was full of light
You are the best of mankind
Muhammad Khaira Khalqillah
Sallu 'ala Rasulillah, Habibil Mustafa
Peace be upon The Messenger
The Chosen One
From luxury you turned away
And all night you would pray
Truthful in every word you say
Muhammad Ya Rasul Allah
Your face was brighter than the sun
Your beauty equaled by none
You are Allah's Chosen One
Muhammad Khaira Khalqillah

Sallu 'ala Rasulillah, Habibil Mustafa
Peace be upon The Messenger
The Chosen One
I will try to follow your way
And do my best to live my life
As you taught me
I pray to be close to you
On that day and see you smile
When you see me
Sallu 'ala Rasulillah, Habibil Mustafa
Peace be upon The Messenger
The Chosen One
Sallu 'ala Rasulillah, Habibil Mustafa
Peace be upon The Messenger
The Chosen One

Yusuff Thola'at

Salam alayk.

For your information, I have a nephew, his name is Yusuf Thola'at. Oh, Mawaddah is sit by my side now, don't worry, she won't be jealous if I write about Yusuf. She don't know how to read (of course). Yusuf born in 23rd January 2010. Today, Yusuf complete nine months. He has many cousins born in this year. Among his cousins are Haziq Irfan, Mikail Haiqal and Fahim. Many of them were boyz. Yusuf is my brother's son, Suria Affendi and Shazwin. Here are some pictures of his..chubby..



Yusuf and Dadi. (Oops, whose hand was that?)


Yusuf, ayah and Ibu


Oh! you're so cute!


Haziq with his usual style (sucking up two fingers)



Mikail with his uncle and aunt.


Okay, that's all for today. I hope you enjoy my post!

p/s: Good news! Insya-Allah in 2011, Mawaddah will be an elder sister!

Friday, October 22, 2010

Mawaddah, Cheese!

Salam alayk,

Alhamdulillah, I had knew already the procedure to insert pictures. So, these are Mawaddah Humaira's pictures.



Mawaddah with mama


Assalamualaikum! I'm Mawaddah Humaira'



Mawaddah and Mami Syahirah


Ermm.. Mawaddah, are you okay with Pak Hadi?


Mawaddah, Abi and Mama in 1st Syawal



A Little Angel

Salam alayk,

This story is from the same source. This one really made me cry and realize about something that you will know after you read. One more, this story using a bit high English( for my stage), so get ready your bilingual dictionary on your side.

In the name of Allah the most gracious, the most merciful.

Every Friday afternoon, after the Jumma services at the Central Mosque (and shortly after Al-Usrah program), the
Imam and his eleven year old son would go out into their town and hand out "PATH TO PARADISE" and other
Islamic literature.

This particular and fortunate Friday afternoon, as the time came for the Imam and his son to go to the streets with their booklets, it was very cold outside, as well as pouring rain.

The boy bundled up in his warmest and driest clothes and said, 'OK, dad, I'm ready!'

His 'Muallim' dad asked, 'Ready for what?'

'Dad, it's time we gather our tracts together and go out.'

Dad responds, 'Son, it's very cold outside and it's pouring rain.'

The boy gives his dad a surprised look, asking, 'But Dad, aren't people still going to Hell, even though it's raining?'

Dad answers, 'Son, I am not going out in this weather.'

Despondently, the boy asks, 'Dad, can I go? Please?'

His father hesitated for a moment then said, 'Son, you can go. Here are the booklets. Be careful son.'

'Thanks, Dad!'

And with that, he was off and out into the rain. This eleven year old boy walked the streets of the town going door to door and handing everybody he met in the street a pamphlet or a booklet.

After two hours of walking in the rain, he was soaking, bone-chilled wet and down to his VERY LAST BOOKLET. He stopped on a corner and looked for someone to hand a booklet to, but the streets were totally deserted.

Then he turned toward the first home he saw and started up the sidewalk to the front door and rang the door bell. He rang the bell, but nobody answered..

He rang it again and again, but still no one answered. He waited but still no answer.

Finally, this eleven year old da'wah-expert turned to leave, but something stopped him.
Again, he turned to the door and rang the bell and knocked loudly on the door with his fist. He waited, something holding him there on the front porch!

He rang again and this time the door slowly opened.

Standing in the doorway was a very sad-looking elderly lady. She softly asked, 'What can I do for you, son?' With radiant eyes and a smile that lit up her world, this little boy said, 'Ma'am, I'm sorry if I disturbed you, but I just want to tell you that “ALLAH REALLY LOVE AND CARE FOR YOU” and I came to give you my very last booklet which will tell you all about God, the real purpose of creation, and how to achieve His pleasure.'

With that, he handed her his last booklet and turned to leave..

She called to him as he departed. 'Thank you, son! And God Bless You!'

Well, the following Friday afternoon after Jumat service (during which period they hold a weekly program, Al-Usrah) the Imam was giving some lectures. As he concludes the lectures, he asked, 'Does anybody have questions or want to say anything?'

Slowly, in the back row among the ladies, an elderly voice was heard over the speaker. As the voice went on, a hint of glorious gaiety and contentment was plainly evident in it even though it wasn't to be seen, 'No one in this gathering knows me. I've never been here before. You see, before last Friday I was not a Muslim, and thought I could be. My husband passed away some time ago, leaving me totally alone in this world. Last Friday, being a particularly cold and rainy day, it was even more so in my heart that I came to the end of the line where I no longer had any hope or will to live.

So I took a rope and a chair and ascended the stairway into the attic of my home. I fastened the rope securely to a rafter in the roof then stood on the chair and fastened the other end of the rope around my neck. Standing on that chair, so lonely and broken-heart I was about to leap off, when suddenly the loud ringing of my doorbell downstairs startled me. I thought, I'll wait a minute, and whoever it is will go away……

I waited and waited, but the ringing doorbell seemed to get louder and more insistent, and then the person ringing also started knocking loudly...... ......

I thought to myself again, 'Who on earth could this be? Nobody ever rings my bell or comes to see me.' I loosened the rope from my neck and started for the front door, all the while the bell rang louder and louder.

When I opened the door and looked I could hardly believe my eyes, for there on my front porch was the most radiant and angelic little boy I had ever seen in my life. His SMILE, oh, I could never describe it to you! The words that came from his mouth caused my heart that had long been dead TO LEAP TO LIFE as he exclaimed with a cherub-like voice, 'Ma'am, I just came to tell you that ALLAH REALLY LOVE AND CARE FOR YOU!'

Then he gave me this booklet, “Path To Paradise” that I now hold in my hand.

As the little angel disappeared back out into the cold and rain, I closed my door and read slowly every word of this book. Then I went up to my attic to get my rope and chair. I wouldn't be needing them anymore.

You see? I am now a Happy Vicegerent of the One True God. Since the address of your congregation was stamped on the back of this booklet, I have come here to personally say THANK YOU to God's little angel who came just in the nick of time and by so doing, spared my soul from an eternity in Hell.'

There was not a dry eye in the mosque. And as shouts of TAKBIR!!! ALLAH AKBAR!!! rented the air, even among the ladies.

Imam-Dad descended from the pulpit to the front row where the little angel was seated....

He took his son in his arms and sobbed uncontrollably.

Probably no jama'at has had a more glorious moment, and probably this universe has never seen a Papa that was more filled with love and honor for his son....... Except for One. This very one...

Blessed are your eyes for reading this message.

Don't let this message die, read it again and pass it to others. Heaven is for HIS people!
Remember, Allah's message CAN make the difference in the life of someone you know.
Please share this wonderful message.


Spread HIS Word, help HIM and you'll see HIS hand in everything you do...

Obeying Allah through intuition

Salam alayk,

Today, I'm just staying home. Not to go to office and finishing my work that has been given by kak Suhaila. So, I take this opportunity to clean up house, wash dishes, wash clothes and so on. Yesterday I read some stories in my friend's blog, Siti Nur Aimi. Oh, those stories is very interesting. This time, the story in English, take your time read it!

A young man had been to Wednesday Night Class of Quranic Studies. The Muallim had shared about listening to Allah and obeying Allah through intuition.

The young man couldn't help but wonder, 'Does Allah still speak to people through intuition?'

After Lessons, he went out with some friends for coffee and pie and they discussed the message. Several different ones talked about how Allah had led them in different ways and that at the end you'll know it was Allah(SWT) Who has directed you.

It was about ten o'clock when the young man started driving home. Sitting in his car, he just began to pray, 'Allah...If you still speak to people, speak to me. I will listen.. I will do my best to obey.'

As he drove down the main street of his town, he had the strangest thought to stop and buy a gallon of milk. He shook his head and said out loud, 'Allah is that you?' He didn't get a reply and started on toward home.

But again, the thought, buy a gallon of milk came into his head. 'Okay, Allah, in case that is you, I will buy the milk.' It didn't seem like too hard a test of obedience. He could always use the milk.

He stopped and purchased the gallon of milk and started off toward home.

As he passed Seventh Street , he again felt the urge, 'Turn Down that street.'This is crazy he thought, and drove on past the intersection.
Again, he felt that he should turn down Seventh Street .

At the next intersection, he turned back and headed down Seventh. Half jokingly, he said out loud, 'Okay, Allah, I will.'

He drove several blocks, when suddenly, he felt like he should stop. He pulled over to the curb and looked around.

He was in a semi-commercial area of town. It wasn't the
best but it wasn't the worst of neighborhoods either.
The businesses were closed and most of the houses looked dark like the people were already in bed. Again, he sensed something, 'Go and give the milk to the people in the house across the street.'

The young man looked at the house.. It was dark and it looked like the people were either gone or they were already asleep.

He started to open the door and then sat back in the car seat. 'Allah, this is insane. Those people are asleep and
if I wake them up, they are going to be mad and I will look stupid.'
Again, he felt like he should go and give the milk. Finally, he opened the door, 'Okay Allah(SWT), if this is you, I will go to the door and I will give them the milk. If you want me to look like a crazy person, okay.

I want to be obedient. I guess that will count for something, but if the don't answer right away, I am out of here.'

He walked across the street and rang the bell. He could hear some noise inside. A man's voice yelled out, 'Who is it? What do you want?' Then the door opened before the young man could get away.

The man was standing there in his jeans and T-shirt. He looked like he just got out of bed. He had a strange look on his face and he didn't seem too happy to have some stranger standing on his doorstep. 'What is it?'
The young man thrust out the gallon of milk, 'Here, I brought this to you.' The man took the milk and rushed down a hallway. Then from down the hall came a woman carrying the milk toward the kitchen. The man was following her holding a baby. The baby was crying. The man had tears streaming down his face.

The man began speaking and half crying, 'We were just praying. We had some big bills this month and we ran out of money.. We didn't have any milk for our baby. I was just praying and asking Allah(SWT) to show me how to get some milk.'

His wife in the kitchen yelled out, 'I ask him to send an Angel with some. Are you an Angel?'

The young man reached into his wallet and pulled out all the money he had on him and put in the man's hand.

He turned and walked back toward his car and the tears were streaming down his face. He knew that Allah (SWT) still answers prayers.

Thursday, October 21, 2010

An UIA Student Dreamt to meet Rasulullah..

Salam alayk,

After prayed Isyak, I went to my room. My sis called me to read this story. I was really touched by the story and decided to copy & paste to my blog. But the story is in Malay, I'm just very tired to translate it into English and I want to sleep after this post had been published. Feel the story!


Berkata Abu Salamah, “Telah berkata Abu Qatadah, Rasulullah s.a.w. bersabda yang bermaksud, sesiapa yang telah melihat daku dalam mimpinya, maka sesungguhnya dia telah melihat yang benar (al-Haqq).Hadis riwayat al-Bukhari dan Muslim.

Dengan Nama Allah Yang Maha Pemurah Lagi Maha Mengasihani. ..

Seorang penuntut Universiti Islam Antarabangsa yang diberi nama Syamimi telah pun menghafal Al-Quran 30 juzu’. Beliau menghabiskan masa 3 tahun untuk menghafal 30 juzuk Kalamullah ketika berada di negeri kelahirannya. Beliau hafal sendiri untuk memenuhi harapan ibu ayah yang mengharapkan ada dalam kalangan anak mereka menjadi seorang hafiz atau hafizah. Sebagai anak sulung, beliau mengambil tanggungjawab ini untuk menjadi contoh kepada adik-adik yang lain. Setiap hari beliau hafal dua muka surat Al-Quran dan tasmi’ dengan ustaz di sebelah rumahnya. Sekarang beliau pelajar tahun empat jurusan Undang-Undang Syariah di universiti ini.

Shamimi diuji dengan sakit yang tak tahu apa punca sejak lebih setahun yang lalu. Sakitnya rasa seperti ditikam-tikam dengan pisau di bahagian belakang tubuhnya, tambahan pula kaki yang sakit di bahagian lutut sejak lapan tahun lalu tidak pernah sembuh. Pernah satu ketika, selepas makan, beliau muntah bersama segumpal rambut dari kerongkongnya.

Penderitaannya hanya Allah dan dia sendiri yang tahu. Sudah lama beliau tidak terdaya ke kelas kerana sakit itu membuatkan dia tidak dapat berdiri atau berjalan. Hilang selera makannya hingga badannya susut hampir 13 kg. Beliau hanya menggagahkan diri untuk pergi berwudhu’ dua hingga 3 kali sehari. Wudhu’ itu dijaga sebaik mungkin untuk ibadah sepanjang hari.

Hari-hari yang dilaluinya dipenuhi dengan membaca Al-Quran dan qiamullail sebagai pendinding daripada gangguan yang terus-terusan menyakiti diri. Diceritakan makhluk2 halus itu akan mengganggunya terutama pada waktu sebelum Subuh, Zuhur dan Maghrib. Beliau telah banyak berubat di merata tempat, berjumpa doktor-doktor pakar, malah ulama’ yang faqih dalam ilmu perubatan Islam serta akhir sekali bertemu sorang lecturer di sini. Tapi beliau hanya mampu bertahan. Pesan ustaznya, setiap kali beliau sakit, banyakkan baca Surah Al-Baqarah.

Pagi Khamis itu, beliau berniat untuk hadir kuliah sebab sudah terlalu lama tidak mampu ke kelas. Beliau bangun kira2 jam 4.30 pagi untuk solat. Berbekalkan sedikit kekuatan yang di gagahkan, beliau ke bilik air untuk berwudhu’ dengan memapah dinding dan segala apa yang mampu membantu beliau untuk berdiri. Habis berwudhu’, beliau jatuh tersungkur, rasa seperti ada yang menolak keras dari belakang. Tika itu beliau sudah tidak mampu berdiri, justeru beliau merangkak ke bilik. Sampai saja di bilik, beliau ketuk pintu dan rebah di depan bilik tersebut. Disebabkan sakit yang mungkin dah tak tertanggung, dengan spontan beliau niatkan, “Ya Allah, kiranya mati itu baik untukku, aku redha, tapi kiranya Engkau ingin aku terus hidup, aku ingin dengar kata-kata semangat daripada Rasulullah s.a.w. sendiri..”

Kemudian beliau pengsan. Sahabat-sahabat sebilik mengangkat beliau ke dalam biliknya dan di baringkan di sana . Waktu itu, sahabat-sahabatnya telah pun ‘forward message’ pd rakan yang lain agar dibacakan surah Yasin kerana beliau nampak sudah nazak. Malah mereka telah sedia dengan nombor ahli keluarganya untuk dihubungi kiranya ada apa-apa berlaku dengan izin Allah. Kira-kira jam 11 pagi itulah, ketika tertidur dengan tenang dalam waktu qoilullah, beliau bermimpi. Beliau sedang terbaring dalam keadaan memakai telekung dengan tangannya di qiam seperti dalam solat di suatu tempat asing yang sangat cantik. Beliau terbaring di sebelah mimbar dan kelihatan banyak tiang di sekitarnya.

Tiba-tiba datang seorang Hamba Allah dengan wajah yang bercahaya dari arah depan dan berdiri hampir sekali, kira-kira 2 meter dari beliau. Wajahnya Subhanallah. .indah sekali, tak dapat nak digambarkan. Beliau tertanya-tanya, siapakah orang ini? cantik sekali kejadiannya dan hati beliau rasa sangat tenang dengan hanya melihat wajahnya. Dirasakan seluruh kesengsaraan yang ditanggung selama ini lenyap begitu sahaja. Kemudian, Hamba Allah itu mengatakan, Assalamualaikum, ana Rasulullah.. ”

Subhanallah. .baginda Nabi rupanya! Nabi memakai jubah putih dan kain serban berwarna hijau di atas bahu baginda. Beliau nampak dengan jelas mata Baginda Nabi, janggut Baginda, rambut Baginda, kain serban di atas bahu Baginda dan tubuh Baginda. Kemudian Nabi katakan “Enti fil masjidi” (kamu sekarang berada di masjid ku, Masjid Nabawi).. Allahuakbar!

Kemudian Baginda Nabi s.a.w. berkata: QalAllahuta’ ala;”InnaAllahama’ assobirin” (sesungguhnya Allah bersama orang2 yg sabar).

Ketika mendengar suara Nabi mengalunkan Kalamullah, terasa bergema suara merdu Nabi di seluruh alam. Sememangnya Baginda sebaik-baik kejadian dan diciptakan dengan penuh kesempurnaan. Nabi katakan (dalam lughah arab, tapi diterjemahkan di sini) ; “Ya Syamimi, dengan berkat kesabaran enti, dengan sakit yang enti tanggung selama ini, dan dengan berkat Al-Quran yang enti pelihara di dalam hati, maka Allah bukakan hijab untuk enti nampak ana..”

Ketika Nabi menyebut Ya Syamimi, terlintas di hatinya “Ya Allah..Baginda kenal umatnya!”. Ya Rasulullah.. . Ketika itu, beliau dapat merasakan baiknya Allah, memberikan nikmat yang begitu besar buat dirinya.

Kemudian Nabi katakan lagi; “Sampaikan salam ku buat sahabat2 seperjuangan Islam. Insya-Allah, kita semua akan berjumpa nanti..” Nabi s.a.w. kemudian melafazkan; “Ummati.. ummati..ummati. ..” dan beliau nampak jelas Nabi menangis saat itu. Beberapa titisan air mata Baginda yang suci mengalir untuk umat Baginda! Kemudian Baginda Nabi melangkah pergi.

Beliau merintih, “Jangan pergi Ya Rasulullah.. ” tetapi Baginda tetap pergi. Subhanallah, walaupun kita tak pernah bersua dengan Nabi yang mulia, Baginda kenal dan sentiasa ingat akan umatnya. Beliau sendiri tidak pasti, apakah Baginda menangis kerana rindu kepada umatnya, atau mungkin saja baginda sedih dengan umat akhir zaman ini? wallahua’lam. ..

Sedar daripada tidur yang amat indah pengisian nya itu, beliau masih dikelilingi oleh rakan2 yang turut terdengar rintihan beliau dalam tidurnya “Jangan pergi Ya Rasulullah… ” Beliau kemudian menceritakan kepada para sahabat tentang mimpinya sekali gus menyampaikan salam Rasulullah buat umat Baginda. Semua yang mendengar menangis lantaran rindu pada Nabi. Rasa malu pada Nabi kerana kita jarang2 ingat pada Baginda sedangkan kita amat terhutang budi padanya. Lebih2 lagi kita sedar bahawa hanya syafaat Bagindalah yg dikejar di akhirat kelak.

Ya Allah..ketika itu, tiada kata yang lebih tinggi daripada kalimah Alhamdulillah untuk di rafa’kan pada Allah atas nikmat yang begitu besar yang Allah berikan pada dirinya. Rasa tak layak dirinya menerima anugerah dengan ujian yang hanya sedikit berbanding insan-insan yang lebih berat diuji oleh Allah. Kiranya ada kalimah pujian yang lebih tinggi dari Alhamdulillah, pasti akan beliau sebutkan buat Allah Yang Maha Kaya. Semuanya terangkum dalam Rahmat-Nya yang melimpah ruah. Rasa sakit masih menular di tubuhnya. Cuma kali ini dia bertekad tidak akan menangis lagi untuk kesakitan ini.

Usai solat Zuhur, rasa sakit yang ditanggung makin hebat. Tak pernah beliau merasakan sakit yang sebegitu rupa. Terasa panas seluruh badan dan seluruh tubuhnya rasa ditikam pada setiap penjuru. Kalau dulu, beliau akan menangis dalam menghadapi kesakitan, namun pada waktu itu beliau pujuk diri untuk tidak menangis. “Apa sangatlah sakit yang aku tanggung ini berbanding nikmat yang Allah telah bagi untuk melihat Baginda Nabi s.a.w..”

Kemudian beliau tidur. Beliau terus rasakan berada di tempat tinggi, tempat yang biasa hadir sepanjang beliau menerima gangguan. Beliau katakan “Ya Allah, apa lagi yang hendak Engkau berikan buat hamba mu yang hina ini, rasa malu sangat dengan-Mu Ya Allah…” Kemudian dengan izin Allah, datang empat orang yang berpakaian serba hijau. Salah seorang daripadanya mengatakan; “Assalamualaikum Ya Syamimi..Rasulullah s.a.w. sampaikan salam buat mu. Kami utusan Rasulullah..Nahnu khulafa’ ar-rasyidin. Ana Abu Bakr, ini Ummar Al-Khattab, Uthman bin ‘Affan dan Ali..” Subhanallah. .Saidina Abu Bakr memperkenalkan dirinya dan ketiga2 sahabat yang mulia. Beliau nampak sendiri, Saidina Abu Bakr yang amat lembut perwatakannya, Saidina Ummar dengan wajah tegasnya, Saidina Uthman yang cantik sekali dan Saidina ‘Ali yang agak kecil orangnya.

Para Sahabat mengatakan; “Kami diutuskan oleh baginda Nabi untuk membantu enti..” Kemudian keempat2 mereka membacakan ayat 102 surah Al-Baqarah yang bermaksud:

“Dan mereka mengikuti apa yang dibaca oleh syaitan-syaitan pada masa kerajaan Sulaiman. Sulaiman itu tidak kafir tetapi syaitan-syaitan itulah yang kafir, mereka mengajarkan sihir pada manusia dan apa yang diturunkan pada 2 malaikat di negeri Babylon iaitu Harut dan Marut. Padahal keduanya tidak mengajarkan sesuatu kepada seseorang sebelum mengatakan ’sesungguhnya kami hanyalah cubaan (bagi mu) sebab itu janganlah kafir.’ Maka mereka mempelajari dari keduanya (malaikat itu) apa yang (dapat) memisahkan antara seorang (suami) dengan isterinya. Mereka tidak akan dapat mencelakakan seseorang dengan sihirnya kecuali dengan izin Allah. Mereka mempelajari sesuatu yang mencelakakan, dan tidak memberi manfaat kepada mereka. Dan sungguh, mereka sudah tahu, barang siapa membeli (menggunakan sihir) itu, nescaya tidak akan mendapat keuntungan di akhirat. Dan sungguh, sangatlah buruk perbuatan mereka yang menjual dirinya dengan sihir, sekiranya mereka tahu..”

Selesai membaca ayat itu, para sahabat Nabi menghembus pada makhluk-makhluk yang sedang mengganggu beliau dan mereka semua hancur terbakar.

Subhanallah. .waktu itu terus terasa seolah-olah tubuhnya yang sakit dahulu ditukarkan Allah dengan tubuh yang baru. Hilang segala kesakitan yang setahun lebih ditanggung beliau dengan sabar. Saidina Abu Bakr mengatakan;

“Inilah ganjaran besar dari Allah buat orang-orang yang sabar..”

Kemudian, para sahabat Nabi yang mulia pun pergi meninggalkannya.

Selesai mimpi indah yang kedua ini, beliau bangun dari tidur dan terus duduk. Rakan-rakan sebilik nya pelik, bagaimana beliau dapat bangun dan duduk dengan mudah . Kemudian sahabat-sahabat nya itu menyuruh beliau bangun berdiri dan alhamdulillah. .dengan mudah beliau bangun berdiri dan berjalan d sekitar bilik. “Ya Allah, penyakit ana dah sembuh..” Semua sahabat yang ada disitu bergembira dan menangis. Kemudian beliau segera ke bilik air untuk berwudhu’. Dengan tubuh yang ‘baru’, beliau sujud syukur pada Allah s.w.t. “Ya Allah, kiranya di beri tempoh sujud 100 tahun pun belum dapat diriku menjadi hamba-Mu yang bersyukur atas nikmat yang telah Engkau berikan..”

Beliau berpesan pada kami; “Adik-adik, wajarlah para sahabat Nabi yang mulia sanggup mati demi mempertahankan Baginda. Akak yang diberi rezeki melihat Nabi tak sampai pun 5 minit dah rasa tak sanggup berpisah dengannya. Kalau boleh, nak duduk je di bilik untuk beribadah pada Allah dan mengenang wajah Nabi yang mulia. Tapi menyedari banyak lagi taklifan dan tanggungjawab kita atas muka bumi Allah ini, maka hidup mesti diteruskan. Sekarang ini hati akak tenang sangat..kalau boleh, nak je akak pinjamkan hati ni walau hanya sesaat agar adik2 dapat merasakan

betapa bening nya hati ini. Tapi itu tak mungkin kan , mungkin ini bahagian akak, bahagian kalian? Hanya Pemiliknya Yang Maha Tahu. Akhir sekali akak ingin katakan, tak rugi kita bersabar…”

Keperibadiannya indah. Cerminan al-Quran katanya ‘Aisyah ra.

Dari semua aspek kehidupan, diperagakan nya hanyalah kesyumulan. Allah mengajar manusia berkehidupan di muka bumi ini melalui baginda. Menuruti sunah nya adalah pahala. Kasih sayangnya tiada bertepi, dari yang kecil hingga yang tua, dari hamba hingga ke bangsawan, dari dulu sampai sekarang, hingga ke akhirnya.. Dialah peribadi unggul sepanjang zaman.

Mencintainya suatu kemuliaan…

(kisah ini dinukilkan oleh sahabat Syamimi hasil pengalaman benar yang telah dilalui..pernah disebarkan melalui e-mel & blog sebelum ini..)

Banyakkanlah berselawat dan mendengar zikir..insya-Allah kita semua akan mendapat syafaat nya di Akhirat kelak..wallahu’ alam..(*_ *)

Nota: Orang2 yang bijaksana itu mengambil iktibar, justeru, ambillah pengajaran kisah ini.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Next School.

Salam alayk,

Today I'm at ayah's office, as usual. Actually, suddenly I thought about my friends and I feel very sad. Many of my friends had applied to go to other school. Many of them sent their application to Kolej Islam Sultan Alam Shah (KISAS). As far as I know, this is the best boarded school. In the application form, KISAS is the first in list. I don't send any application, and I really don't know whether I'm suppose to make an application or not. I'm afraid to do Solat Istikharah because I scared if Allah gives me guidance to fill up the form. Funny right. Actually, when my brother shift to SAMTTAJ(which is my own school), I felt so grateful and decided not to move to other school after PMR. But when my friends fill up the form included my best friends, it makes me loose. O Allah, bold my heart, strength my iman! I don't know whether the form is still can be sent or not. If not, Alhamdulillah, maybe this is my way to be in SAMTTAJ until form 5 without my best friends. Maybe this is the best for me which Allah had fixed from endless(azali). O Allah please bold my iman!! I'm really sad now. For anyone who have some advises for me you're pleased to do so in your comment.

Salam ukhuwah.

Muhammad Mustafa,,,,,

Salam alayk,

Alhamdulillah, tomorrow is the last day abang Iskandar's exam. Then he will be MERDEKA!. Just now I watch a video about Rasulullah's lifetime. The speaker told the story feelingly. Everyone in the assembly was sad. Many of them cry silently. When Rasullullah in sakaratul maut, he called Fatimah R.A twice. Firstly, Fatimah R.A shows a sad face. Second, Fatimah R.A shows her happy face. When Aisyah R.A asked why, she said I won't tell you now, looking at Rasulullah's condition. When Rasulullah passed away, Fatimah said, when the first time he called me, he said, in every year, I will receive revelation(wahyu) from Allah through Jibril once, but this year I received twice, just now Jibril said that I have to choose whether Allah or this world, I chose Allah and Jibril said today the angel of death (Izrael) will come to pull out your life. Hearing this, I cried. And once again Rasulullah called me, he asked, do you want to be the leader of all muslimah? Hearing this I smile. Then Jibril come with Izrael. Izrael asked Rasulullah's permission to pull out his life which he never asked permision from someone's before and after him. Rasulullah asked Izrael to be soft with him when Izrael started to pull out his life. Rasulullah feels the sick of death and how about us? O Allah help us in facing sakaratul maut. Ameen.

Salam ukhuwah

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

The Chosen One...

Salam alayk,

I want to share to you Maher Zain's song. The Chosen One. This is the nasyeed and video I like most from the others of Maher Zain. This video is the combination of the story happened in era Prophet Muhammad. Really interesting.






In a time of darkness and greed
It is your light that we need
You came to teach us how to live
Muhammad Ya Rasul Allah
You were so caring and kind
Your soul was full of light
You are the best of mankind
Muhammad Khaira Khalqillah
Sallu 'ala Rasulillah, Habibil Mustafa
Peace be upon The Messenger
The Chosen One
From luxury you turned away
And all night you would pray
Truthful in every word you say
Muhammad Ya Rasul Allah
Your face was brighter than the sun
Your beauty equaled by none
You are Allah's Chosen One
Muhammad Khaira Khalqillah

Sallu 'ala Rasulillah, Habibil Mustafa
Peace be upon The Messenger
The Chosen One
I will try to follow your way
And do my best to live my life
As you taught me
I pray to be close to you
On that day and see you smile
When you see me
Sallu 'ala Rasulillah, Habibil Mustafa
Peace be upon The Messenger
The Chosen One
Sallu 'ala Rasulillah, Habibil Mustafa
Peace be upon The Messenger
The Chosen One

Monday, October 18, 2010

Everything is Confusing.

Salam alayk,

As usual , I'm in office but now there is no Mawaddah here.I'm just finished my work and waiting for other work from my sister, Suhaila(Maawaddah's mama). While she is printing something and give to me for my next work, I take this opportunity to write post. Where I want to start? There is many thing I want to share. Okay first of all, I beg for my followers please spent for 2 minutes to doa for my brother. He is now taking a big exam which is SMA (Sijil Agama Menengah). A quite important exam but it only exist in islamic school. I hope he can do well. He really struggle in this exam. He always help ibu with drives van exora to certain places, accompany ayah whenever ayah asked him to. I hope Allah will pay all his deeds in this final exam. Ameen. Next is about Facebook. I still don't register as a member in fb although had been advised from my friends. Once I heard, fb is israel's. So if we join fb, don't we sending our money to them which trying to destroy islam and also our relatives in islam in Palestine? Or is the money did not send to the cruel Zionis? I am not sure. Of course there are many good things we can do in fb. If you ask me whether I want or not to join fb, absolutely I will say yes. But the word Israel makes me think twice. Hey, do anyone have an idea? Or you have the same problem just like me? Never mind, later I will ask some ustaz to take some opinion about this matter, Insya-Allah. Okay, my work is waiting for me. See you next post!

Salam ukhuwah.