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- 29 ramadhan 1430H



after having such a gloomy days (cause of limititation to see and mum didn't allow me to drive =(
my bro give me something. a love story. at first I heard the song, i couldn't believe it. it is a story that i know but never had time to appreciate it, to feel the bond created, to feel how beautiful love is in Islam.
people always think Romeo and Juliet story is the best. Titanic is full of love. Taj Mahal is build because of power of love. Laila Majnun, PGL, Twilight n etc2. but have we wonder the love between ar-Rasul, Muhammad and Khadijah? Muhammad, the Mesenger brought the truth when people in jahiliah. it wasn;t an easy job. if you are an Ib student, you should know the Plato Allegory of the cave. when, one of them bring the truth to the others, they didn't believe him and even kill him.
Plato imagines a group of people who have lived chained in a cave all of their lives, facing a blank wall. The people watch shadows projected on the wall by things passing in front of a fire behind them, and begin to ascribe forms to these shadows. (wikipedia)
in our Prophet case, we know how people threat him, how they attempt to kill him, how his life is and it was soo painful, but his wife stay with him till the last of her breath. have we realized how much trust she put in him? anyway, enjoy this song! mashaAllah, it is a nice song (the song is at the end of this post, sorry, it is difficult to adjust the html, that is the least i can do) =3
ZAMNILOONI, BY NATIVE DEEN FEAT ZAIN BIKHA
He stepped inside his home, he was overwhelmed with fear
An angel came with words from God, things still unclear
Saying read-read but he could not read, amazing words that he heard
A trembling deep inside his heart, confused by what had occurred
There was only one who could comfort him
To help to see the light
To ease his fears, to reassure
Was Khadijah, his wife
( c/o )
He said, zamnilooni, zamilooni, dathirooni, dathirooni (envelop me, embrace me)
A mighty task has come before me
I need you here with me
By my side
She was a woman of nobility, successful in all her trade
Many wealthy men had asked for me, she turned them all away
But when she saw Muhammad, a shinning moon, may peace be on his soul
He was a light for her
So right for her
Her life will now be hold
But she had never seen him so distressed, as he was there that day
But she would comfort him, and hold him tight, and chase his doubts away
Repeat c/o
We look for stories of love, in places dark and cold
When we have a guiding light, for the whole world to behold
But we’re so selfish in our way, to the ones we hold so close
Our own pleasure and happiness is what we value most
But she sacrificed all her wealth and all everything she had
And he honored her, and gives her faith
When the times were bad, when times were bad
Now years have passed, times had changed, since Khadijah breathed her last
And the message of the one true God, was spreading far and vast
But then he came across some jewellery, that Khadijah had once worn
His eyes become to swell with tears, his heart become to mourn
She was there for him, when the times were rough, and his enemies were cruel
She was the first believer, so keen and eager, to comfort ar-Rasool
Repeat c/o
Mawlaya salli wa salim da iman abada
‘Ala habibika khayril khalqi kulinimi
(Your salutation and blessings forever upon your beloved, and the best of the whole cretion)
Rasulullah
Habibullah
Shafiallah
Nabiallah
Repeat c/o





Grounded.
Kisah ini hanya sekadar peringatan buat semua. Tiada kena mengena dengan yang hidup atau yang telah meninggal dunia.
Pada suatu hari, di papan kenyataan di sebuah kolej.
Grounded list.
Kesalahan : Tidak hadir ke usrah.
1. Masirah binti mahmud- bilik F133
“Aduh, sakitnya. Asal nama leh naek ni?? Sejak bler lak aku tak gi usrah. Aku ni dah arr peminat setia usrah.
Asl lak aku nak ponteng. Aiseh. Plik gler.koyak2” Detik hati aku. Seribu satu soalan timbul.
Macam-macam aku dengar. Baik mahupun buruk. kecoh satu dunia aku tak pegi usrah. klaka2. Aku hanya mampu gelak bersama-sama mereka. ke mana-mana aku pegi, semua tanya. heheh. pecah rekod dunia aku ni.
“ aku pernah gi ****, tapi zaman masirah kner grounded” kata-kata sahabat yang disertai dengan gelak tawa.“ghano leh termiss usrah ni?” adikku bertanya
“tuh budak grounded tak gi usrah”
“otai gler ko, tak gi usrah??”
“tul ker dier tak gi usrah??”
“eyh, masirah, asal ko tak gi usrah??”
"wey ****, asl dier tuh tak gi usrah?? malu kot"
Aku hanya mampu menjawab
“famous arr aku pahni. Heheh”
“ ader orang sabotaj kot”
“seingat aku tak penah lak aku tak pegi. Tak logic gak arr”
“adei. Klaka jer”
..sambil senyum dan ketawa
-------aku pulang ke bilik. Baring dan berfikir-----------
Kerjaku banyak yang belum disiapkan. Jumaat ni semua kena hantar.
Malam ni ada meeting secret societies, besok malam kena selesaikan masalah ini.
Dah la ptg tadi memalukan diri. Malu2. Adoyai. Ari2 tido lambat.
Bila aku nk buat kerja ni? Bila aku nk bersihkan nama aku??
Konon-kononya telah menconteng arang ke muka.
Kenapa sekarang?
Kenapa perkara ini berlaku?
Orang akan percaya yang mana??
menangislah...
kadang manusia terlalu sombong tuk menangis
lalu untuk apa airmata telah dicipta
bukan hanya bahagia yang ada di dunia
menangislah...
lagu kumpulan nasyid firdaus kedengaran memecah kesunyian bilikku.
Orang kata, “ small matter jer, jangan dok pk sangat.bende kecik”
Tapi bagi aku, mesti ada sebab Dia buat macam ni. Aku tak der la pk sngt.
Sbb bnyk lagk bender yg lagk pntng yg nk dipk. Tp bender ni tak kan terlepas dari fikiran.
Sbb aku manusia.
Sbb aku ada telinga yang mendengar.
Sbb aku ada akal untuk berfikir.
Sbb aku ada perasaan.
Sbb aku ada Islam yang pentingkan muhasabah diri.
…………………………………………………………………………………………………
Pada malam sebelum bertemu ketua warden.
Aku: Ana,(roomateku) agak2 kenapa aku kena grounded?
Kenapa name aku yang naik? Kenapa bukan budak2 laen?
Ana : Aku raser salah system kot.komp tuh tak tul.
Aku : ntah la ana, aku pun tak paham. Tak leh hidup aman aku.
Ana : sabar, masirah. Ada hikmahnya tuh, jap lagk tanyer leklok kat ketua warden.
……….diam……………………
_____________di bilik warden, aku bertemu ketua warden----------------
“apa nama kamu?”
“masirah”
“kamu masirah?? Ya Allah, maaf sangat2. Salah masukkan nama.. saya tahu kamu trauma. Maaf”
ye, saya mmg trauma, cukuplah skali.
Aku senyum tanda faham.
Aku melangkah longai ke bilik. Terdiam. Tak terkata.
p/s Alhamdulillah, akhirnya aku tau kenapa dan dalam rekod pun sudah settle.
REFLEKSI
Pengajaran 1: macam2 ujian boleh berlaku. Bukan hanya dengan assignment yang banyak, namun, kejadian mcm ni pon blh menjd ujian..hehehe.
Pengajaran 2: sabar
Pengajaran 3:laughter is the best medicine. So, gelak la beramai-ramai.
Pengajaran 4: anda tahu anda betul dan Dia pun tahu anda betul. Maka, jangan risau, DIa bersama kamu.
Pengajaran 5: tahniah, Dia ingat anda! Hanya yang terpilih akan diuji sedemikian. =) jangan hampakan Dia.
apalogi kepada Masirah dan Sabrina Mahmud. Rekaan watak semata-mata. Heheheh.
p/s asal penulisan ini lawak. Kelakar. Sungguh kelakar. Tapi apabila direflek kembali, sampai bila aku nak gelak.dunia ini bukan pentas boneka, pentas hanya untuk bergelak ketawa.dunia ini tanggungjawab khalifah. siapa khalifah?? fikir2 kan. Refleksi mesti ada!- itu sbb kena buat CAS report. Ngeh2.

"saya nak coklat tenaga qiamulail, yang diadun dengan krim solat hajat, bersama karamel solat taubat, ditambah dengan kacang tilawah al-Quran"
"ilmu itu adalah cahaya. dan cahaya tidak akan memasuki hati yang gelap" Imam as-Syafie
nabi bersabda : "sesiapa yang menuntut sesuatu ilmu, yang sepatutnya dia belajar kerana Allah, tetapi dia belajar kerana mengharapkan ganjaran dunia, maka dia tidak akan mencium bau syurga" (H.R. Tirmizi)p/s semoga berjaya tempuhi tahun ni dengan penuh kesabaran. amin.