Sekian, Para(O)lympic London 2012

Last Sunday night marked the end of the Paralympic (and Olympic) London 2012 Games season.

This time, I significantly felt their presence, and really miss them when they’ve ended.

Perhaps, being in the host country, I felt all the hype for years, what’s more with the full media coverage. Thus I totally embraced the spirit.

And perhaps, Ustaz Hasrizal’s perspective on the Olympic athletes significantly changed my view too on sports. Despite I was kinda a sport addict back in my school & uni days – I enjoyed playing sports but not much on following them, and I played just for fun.

At the same time, I was in a race myself, competing with the time to finish my thesis (did I mention I submitted it? Alhamdulillah, I did 😀 ). Inspired by the Olympic slogan: Inspire the generation – I was truly inspired. Thank you very much!

I must say, I was (and amazingly, still am) really inspired by the spirit and determination of each athletes, the Paralympians in particular. They overcome their disabilities to perform something that even the capable people wouldn’t do. Continue reading

Ramadhan terakhir kami di UK.. ?

Firstly, I guess it’s not to late to wish every muslim Ramadhan Kareem.. It’s already our fifth day of Ramadhan. Here in UK we started our Ramadhan on Friday the 20th of July, while muslims in Malaysia began fasting a day later (Saturday). Doesn’t matter when we began our Ramadhan, but how we live it that matters. Also, it is our fifth Ramadhan abroad. Alhamdulillah, we’ve been given another opportunity to spend our Ramadhan here by Allah. Initially, we thought of spending our Ramadhan in Malaysia but Allah knows best. Yelah, thesis tak habis lagi, belum boleh balik ke Malaysia lagi.

Despite the long hours of fasting this year, the longest fasting day in Ramadhan I’ve ever experienced, but alhamdulillah wa syukrillah, we could bear it. So far, at least. InsyaAllah Allah will ease all our hardship and difficulties that we have. Come to think of it, >18 hours of fasting is not much. I heard those in Norway they fast for ~21 hours. And it is still nothing if we compare those who don’t have food to eat at all. The reason why we are obliged to fast in Ramadhan – to remember the poor people and feel their plight. Insaf..

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Bukan sekejap

Alhamdulillah, setinggi-tinggi syukur kepada Allah dengan kemenangan Ikhwanul Muslimin (IM) dalam pilihanraya pemilihan presiden negara baru-baru ini. Tahniah kepada calon IM, Dr Morsi.

Membaca serba sedikit perkataan-perkataan yang telah dilontarkan oleh Dr Morsi, keazaman dan agenda beliau ke seterusnya sedikit sebanyak melegakan perasaan yang sempit lantaran ‘political scene’ di tanah air sendiri. Sampai satu peringkat dua tiga hari yang lepas, saya terfikir untuk menetap seketika di Mesir, kerana harapan masa depan nampaknya lebih cerah di sana berbanding di tanah air nanti.

Petikan ucapan saat awal kemenangan (image: http://kebunketereh.com)

Perkara penting untuk dijadikan iktibar hasil peristiwa penundukan kezaliman dan permulaan penegakan keadilan ini, bahawa untuk berjaya dalam perjuangan memerlukan tarbiyah, pengorbanan dan keimanan yang tinggi. Perjuangan IM lama bermula berpuluh tahun, lebih lama daripada usia ayah. Sistem usrah yang dijalankan, bukanlah semata hanya – ‘quoting Angel Pakai Gucci’“asyik berbulatan gembira sahaja” tetapi untuk mendidik keimanan dan kefahaman Islam. Dan usaha yang bertahun, mendidik satu generasi ke satu generasi.. alhamdulillah mula membuahkan hasil.

Kemenangan ini bukan kemenangan mutlak IM, tetapi kemenangan kecil yang membuka ruang untuk perjuangan yang lebih besar. Untuk mengembalikan daulah Islamiyah, yang mana apabila umat Islam memerlukan tempat mengadu, kita ada sistem Khilafah kita. Juga merupakan kemenangan besar buat rakyat Mesir yang bersatu menjatuhkan kezaliman.

InsyaAllah, kemenangan ini membakar semangat saya untuk mendidik anak (-anak) untuk berjiwa besar seperti anak-anak Mesir dan Palestin. Dan semoga perjuangan kita semua diredai Allah..

Birthday: Mirza yang serius ;)

Happy birthday, Mirza 🙂

Happy 1st birthday, Mirza sayang..

We haven’t met each other, and now you’re already a year old..

Doa Ibu untuk Mirza, 

Semoga Mirza membesar di bawah lindungan rahmat Allah,

dikelilingi orang-orang yang menyayangi Mirza..

dididik dan dipelihara dengan penuh kasih sayang..

Menjadi seorang yang taat kepada Allah dan PesuruhNya.. 

Berbakti kepada kedua orang tua dan agama..

Bijak, sihat dan pintar..

InsyaAllah.. 

Ameen..

p/s: I still owe birthday posts of 8 people.. huhu.. Oh, in case if you wonder, Mirza is my second nephew 😉

*postngantukwhileworkingonmythesis*

B-A-B-B-L-E

I’m well aware I’ve been neglecting this blog a lot.. lately..

It wasn’t by accident, but on purpose.. It was more out of guilt, really.

I know I need to put my priority right, which is currently finishing my thesis, and get my third degree done with. But it doesn’t mean I don’t have the time to update my blog at all. It was just.. as I said.. I felt guilty, since I should spend the time writing up my thesis instead – knowing myself is very slow at writing (including this blog, especially when I’m having writer-block).

Recently, I heard a talk by Sheikh Kamal Al Mekki entitled ‘Got Manners?’ on Youtube (thanks to Aiman Azlan for the recommendation), which said something about intention and action. That if you intend to change, just set your heart to do it and just do it. No excuse!

For now, that’s my plan..insyaAllah, to change myself (to a better person definitely). To be precise, in finishing my thesis, stick to the plan I’ve done (not going on very well as I expected, more room for improvement). And for my blog, to update it more frequently.

InsyaAllah..

*babble = bebel 😉

Terkesan…

Terkesan..

Apabila seusai solat zohor di musolla suatu hari, seorang nenek yang tidak dapat difahami bahasa perbualannya, yang ada berkata sesuatu pada diri ini tapi diri tak mengerti, tiba-tiba memberikan pelukan sebelum memberi salam dan berlalu keluar..

Terkesan..

Apabila seorang kenalan Arab dari Madinah, bertanya khabar dan meminta supaya diberitahu sekiranya kesempitan wang agar dia dapat menolong..

Terkesan..

Apabila membaca tulisan Ustaz Hasrizal ketika beliau di dalam penjara, yang mana seorang muslim telah menghadiahkan persaudaraan bermakna walaupun untuk seketika..

Terkesan..

Apabila membaca email seorang sahabat, yang memberitahu tatkala hidupnya serba kesempitan, pertolongan Allah tiba dalam bentuk yang tidak disangka-sangka, menerusi saudara-saudara seIslam juga walaupun bukan sebangsa..

Terkesan.. sesungguhnya ukhuwah Islamiyah dan fillah itulah yang termahal, tak ternilai..

Berdoa moga dapat dikembalikan semangat ukhuwah fillah yang dikesan kepada mereka-mereka yang berkenaan..

Ameen

Err… Mr Cox who?!

‘Knock, knock..
Who’s there?
It’s Mr Cox..
Mr Cox who?
Mr Coxsakie laaa…’

Yes, Mr Coxsakie paid us a visit recently and he’s been around for over a week. If you’re not familiar with this coxsakie, it’s the virus (with many strains) that causes hand foot and mouth disease, better known as HFMD.

Rayyann first had it. She wasn’t her usual self on last Friday evening after we took her from the nursery. Cried when she consumed food on Saturday, and refused to take anything orally on Sunday.

On that Sunday morning also, I noticed she had sort of big blister bumps on her fingers, which the first impression caught on my mind was chicken pox. And quite immediately I told the whole world about it.But I only realized it wasn’t chickenpox, instead was HFMD, the day after, right after I checked again her body and there was no spots on her body, face and scalp.

Being very clingy, drooling almost all the time, hardly taking any food and drink (yes, she even screamed when I spurt a small volume of water down her throat), she’s been very, very weak. And seeing her in that condition really broke my heart.

Blister spots on right hand fingers

Deep down in my heart, I trust Allah that was the time when He want to grant me my prayer.  I’ve been praying to become a ‘sabar’ person. But I think I haven’t become one yet as I did explode my anger (or was it a frustration) towards Rayyann. Astaghfirullah al azim..

Do men think that they will be left alone on saying “We believe” and that they will not be tested? (2) We did test those before them, and Allah will certainly know those who are true from those who are false. (3) (Al-Ankabut, 2-3)

Anyway, Rayyann’s condition improved on Tuesday (two days after the spots appeared). Alhamdulillah. And she ate like she never ate before. MasyaAllah, how amazing! 🙂

Interestingly, both Dzul and I caught the disease too. I had few mouth ulcers, and Dzul had spots on his hands and feet, also a couple of mouth ulcers which appeared a little later. For me, having few mouth ulcers certainly wasn’t pleasant at all. InsyaAllah, by going through this ordeal patiently (although not to the extend of sabar), may Allah forgive us for our sinful deeds.

Well, there goes the story of Mr Cox’s visit 🙂