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Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Apa Ertinya Kehilangan Di Aidilfitri

Sejak awal Ramadhan lagi saya tidak sedap hati untuk beraya. Hati saya berkata berkali-kali bahawa saya tidak akan beraya seperti sebelumnya tahun ini. Saya tidak tahu kenapa. Jadi saya anggapkan mungkin kerana saya selalu memikirkan tentang hal study & exam saya. 2 hari terakhir Ramadhan saya & adik saya(Bahiah) berbual-bual, dia pun mengatakan perkara yg sama, seperti tiada mood untuk raya tahun ini. Kakak(Kak Nurul) saya turut mengatakan pada hari terakhir Ramadhan dia termenung & rasa hiba seketika selepas bangun tidur, sehingga suaminya menegur kenapa dia kelihatan sedih. Kakak saya menjawab kepada suaminya, mungkin dia sedih kerana Ramadhan sudah berakhir.

Pada pukul 3pm 19 September lalu, kakak(Kak Su) saya menelefon ibu saya dan berbual dengan riangnya, memberitahu bahawa dia tidak sabar untuk pulang beraya ke rumah kami pada hari raya kedua, bersama anak-anaknya dan suaminya. Namun 2 jam selepas itu, abang(Abang Arol) saya yg baru sahaja sampai ke rumah selepas keluar ke pasar dengan motornya, berlari-lari memberikan telefon kepada ibu saya, sambil menjerit-jerit bahawa Kak Su sedang menangis teresak-esak di telefon. Kak Su memberitahu kami bahawa suaminya(Abang Midi) baru sahaja meninggal dunia. Semua orang tergamam seketika kerana terlalu terkejut dengan berita itu. Lalu terjawablah kenapa saya, Bahiah & Kak Nurul merasakan sedih tanpa sebab musabab pada hari-hari sebelumnya.

Arwah Abang Midi adalah seorang yg sangat sihat, kuat & masih muda(30 tahun). Pemergiannya mengejutkan semua orang yg mengenali dirinya, termasuklah saudara mara kami. Arwah seorang yg ramah & 'boleh masuk' dengan semua peringkat umur, dari sekecil-kecil bayi sehingga lah kepada orang-orang tua. Arwah adalah seorang yg sangat menghormati tetamu, ramai kenalan & disenangi ramai, kerana itulah semua orang yg mengenalinya terkejut & terdiam apabila mengetahui dia sudah tiada. Arwah meninggal kerana terkena kejutan elektrik semasa sedang memasang wayar-wayar lampu di rumah ibunya. Dipercayai bahawa arwah meninggal dalam perjalanan ke hospital terdekat.

Saya juga tergamam dengan kejadian yg berlaku itu. Ajal maut di tangan Allah. Apabila sudah sampai masanya, kita akan pergi jua. Itulah ayat yg saya mampu keluarkan. Saya mengenali arwah sebagai seorang yg kuat & cergas, saya terdiam tak terkata apa-apa apabila melihat seorang yg sangat sihat tubuh badan menjadi sekujur tubuh yg kaku dalam hanya sekelip mata. Perkara ini benar-benar menyedarkan saya bahawa kematian bukan hanya dekat dengan orang-orang yg sudah berumur, malahan juga sangat dekat dengan kita yg masih muda, cergas & sihat tubuh badan, kerana apabila ajal kita telah tiba, kita tetap akan pergi jua. Dan ini juga menyedarkan saya bahawa Allah masih memberikan nyawa kepada saya kerana sangat banyak perkara, tanggunjawab & tugas saya di bumi Allah yg masih perlu saya pikul.

Rafiq & Radhi

Arwah dikebumikan selepas solat sunat hari raya. Inilah kali pertama keluarga kami menyambut Aidilfitri di pusara. Saya paling pilu & sebak apabila melihat kedua-dua orang anak arwah yg masih kecil & tidak mengerti apa yg berlaku- Rafiq(4 tahun) & Radhi(2 tahun). Kakak saya kelihatan sugul & sangat tidak bersemangat pada 2-3 hari pertama dia kehilangan suaminya, namun dia kembali kuat & tabah menjelang hari raya keempat, dan keluarga kami amat bersyukur untuk itu. Rafiq & Radhi sampai sekarang masih bertanya-tanya kemanakah papa mereka, bila papa mereka akan pulang & soalan-soalan yg berkaitan. Kami hanya mampu mendiamkan diri & tersenyum kepada kedua-duanya apabila soalan-soalan sebegitu keluar daripada mulut mereka. Apabila sampai masa nanti, mereka akan memahami keadaan sebenar, walaupun perkara itu lambat lagi untuk berlaku...

Sedekahkan Al-Fatihah kepada arwah abang ipar saya, dan doakan semoga rohnya dicucuri rahmat. Doakan juga semoga Kak Su saya & anak-anaknya diberikan kekuatan oleh Allah untuk menempuh kehidupan mendatang & dimurahkan rezeki dalam hidup mereka. Semoga Kak Su akan menjadi orang yg lebih tabah & sabar. Setiap perkara yg berlaku dalam hidup kita ada hikmahnya, Insya-Allah. Dan akhir kata daripada saya, walau sesihat manapun & semuda manapun kita, sentiasalah mengingati Allah, jalankan kewajipan kepada Allah & jauhi larangan-Nya, & selalulah mengingati kematian kerana ia akan sampai kepada kita bila-bila masa sahaja. Semoga ia memberi pengajaran & peringatan kepada kita yg masih hidup. Insya-Allah.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Puasa Dan Tapi

Wabak penularan 'berbisa' di kalangan masyarakat sekarang...

Puasa, tapi tak solat 5 waktu.

Puasa, tapi tak bayar zakat.

Pergi solat terawih setiap malam, tapi solat 5 waktu tak cukup.

Hmmm. How?

Thursday, September 3, 2009

A letter from a Christian to Muslim women

I copy this from a Facebook friend. This letter makes me proud of being a real Muslim woman, and it encourages me to be a much better Muslim woman. Hope this letter benefits you all.

A letter from a Christian to Muslim women (March 7th, 2007)

By Joanna Francis
Writer, Journalist - USA

Between the Israeli assault on Lebanon and the Zionist “war on terror,” the Muslim world is now center stage in every American home. I see the carnage, death and destruction that have befallen Lebanon, but I also see something else: I see you. I can’t help but notice that almost every woman I see is carrying a baby or has children around her. I see that though they are dressed modestly, their beauty still shines through. But it’s not just outer beauty that I notice. I also notice that I feel something strange inside me: I feel envy. I feel terrible for the horrible experiences and war crimes that the Lebanese people have suffered, being targeted by our common enemy. But I can’t help but admire your strength, your beauty, your modesty, and most of all, your happiness.

Yes, it’s strange, but it occurred to me that even under constant bombardment, you still seemed happier than we are, because you were still living the natural lives of women. The way women have always lived since the beginning of time. It used to be that way in the West until the 1960s, when we were bombarded by the same enemy. Only we were not bombarded with actual munitions, but with subtle trickery and moral corruption.

Through Temptation

They bombarded us Americans from Hollywood, instead of from fighter jets or with our own American-made tanks. They would like to bomb you in this way too, after they’ve finished bombing the infrastructure of your countries. I do not want this to happen to you. You will feel degraded, just like we do. You can avoid this kind of bombing if you will kindly listen to those of us who have already suffered serious casualties from their evil influence. Because everything you see coming out of Hollywood is a pack of lies, a distortion of reality, smoke and mirrors. They present casual sex as harmless recreation because they aim to destroy the moral fabric of the societies into which they beam their poisonous programming. I beg you not to drink their poison. There is no antidote for it once you have consumed it. You may recover partially, but you will never be the same. Better to avoid the poison altogether than to try to heal from the damage it causes.

They will try to tempt you with their titillating movies and music videos, falsely portraying us American women as happy and satisfied, proud of dressing like prostitutes, and content without families. Most of us are not happy, trust me. Millions of us are on anti-depressant medication, hate our jobs, and cry at night over the men who told us they loved us, then greedily used us and walked away. They would like to destroy your families and convince you to have fewer children. They do this by presenting marriage as a form of slavery, motherhood as a curse, and being modest and pure as old-fashioned. They want you to cheapen yourself and lose your faith. They are like the Serpent tempting Eve with the apple. Don’t bite.

Self-Value

I see you as precious gems, pure gold, or the “pearl of great value” spoken of in the Bible (Matthew 13: 45). All women are pearls of great value, but some of us have been deceived into doubting the value of our purity. Jesus said: “Give not that which is holy unto the dogs, neither cast your pearls before swine, lest they trample them under their feet, and turn again and rend you” (Matthew 7: 6). Our pearls are priceless, but they convince us that they’re cheap. But trust me; there is no substitute for being able to look in the mirror and seeing purity, innocence and self-respect staring back at you.

The fashions coming out of the Western sewer are designed to make you believe that your most valuable asset is your sexuality. But your beautiful dresses and veils are actually sexier than any Western fashion, because they cloak you in mystery and show self-respect and confidence. A woman’s sexuality should be guarded from unworthy eyes, since it should be your gift to the man who loves and respects you enough to marry you. And since your men are still manly warriors, they deserve no less than your best. Our men don’t even want purity anymore. They don’t recognize the pearl of great value, opting for the flashy rhinestone instead. Only to leave her too!

Your most valuable assets are your inner beauty, your innocence, and everything that makes you who you are. But I notice that some Muslim women push the limit and try to be as Western as possible, even while wearing a veil (with some of their hair showing). Why imitate women who already regret, or will soon regret, their lost virtue? There is no compensation for that loss. You are flawless diamonds. Don’t let them trick you into becoming rhinestones. Because everything you see in the fashion magazines and on Western television is a lie. It is Satan’s trap. It is fool’s gold.

A Woman’s Heart

I’ll let you in on a little secret, just in case you’re curious: pre-marital sex is not even that great. We gave our bodies to the men we were in love with, believing that that was the way to make them love us and want to marry us, just as we had seen on television growing up. But without the security of marriage and the sure knowledge that he will always stay with us, it’s not even enjoyable! That’s the irony. It was just a waste. It leaves you in tears.

Speaking as one woman to another, I believe that you understand that already. Because only a woman can truly understand what’s in another woman’s heart. We really are all alike. Our race, religion or nationalities do not matter. A woman’s heart is the same everywhere. We love. That’s what we do best. We nurture our families and give comfort and strength to the men we love. But we American women have been fooled into believing that we are happiest having careers, our own homes in which to live alone, and freedom to give our love away to whomever we choose. That is not freedom. And that is not love.

Only in the safe haven of marriage can a woman’s body and heart be safe to love. Don’t settle for anything less. It’s not worth it. You won’t even like it and you’ll like yourself even less afterwards. Then he’ll leave you.

Self-Denial

Sin never pays. It always cheats you. Even though I have reclaimed my honor, there’s still no substitute for having never been dishonored in the first place. We Western women have been brainwashed into thinking that you Muslim women are oppressed. But truly, we are the ones who are oppressed; slaves to fashions that degrade us, obsessed with our weight, begging for love from men who do not want to grow up. Deep down inside, we know that we have been cheated.

We secretly admire and envy you, although some of us will not admit it. Please do not look down on us or think that we like things the way they are. It’s not our fault. Most of us did not have fathers to protect us when we were young because our families have been destroyed. You know who is behind this plot. Don’t be fooled, my sisters. Don’t let them get you too. Stay innocent and pure. We Christian women need to see what life is really supposed to be like for women. We need you to set the example for us, because we are lost. Hold onto your purity. Remember: you can’t put the toothpaste back in the tube. So guard your “toothpaste” carefully!

I hope you receive this advice in the spirit in which it is intended: the spirit of friendship, respect, and admiration.

From your Christian sister with love

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

The Lucky Laki - Superman

My Latest Favourite Song. So cute! :D



Aku bukanlah superman
Aku juga bisa nangis
Jika kekasih hatiku
Pergi meninggalkan aku

Ayahku selalu berkata padaku
Laki-laki tak boleh nangis
Harus slalu kuat
Harus slalu tangguh
Harus bisa jadi tahan banting

Tapi ternyata sakitnya cinta
Buat aku menangis

Ayahku selalu memarahi aku
Jika jatuh air mataku
Kata ayah slalu air mata itu
Adalah tanda kelemahan

Tapi ternyata air mataku
Ternyata jatuh juga

Ayahku tersayang maafkanlah aku
Jika aku masih menangis
Masih belum bisa menjadi seperti
Apa yang ayah selalu mau

Kita berjanji 'tuk tidak lagi
Menangis karena cinta