Tentang Dhia... Best Drama Series of 2011

You know, I dont usually go over the heels crazy over a Malay drama. And especially if it's episodic. I tend to lose interest after watching a few episodes.

But this drama made me its ardent fan. Not just because there's Adi Putra, who happens to be my favourite actor. But the whole thing, the actors, the characters, the storyline. All made up into a wonderful treat to watch.

What an amazing ending to a wonderful story. A marriage life marred with interferences of a scheming mother-in-law who goes to the extent of engaging a bomoh to spoil the relation between husband and wife. A love being tested with accusations of unfaithfulness. And a love that stands so strong that even death couldn't separate them.


I admit I cried my eyes out watching the last episode. It's the last final moment, just a few minutes before the credits roll out, it took me by surprise and I couldnt hold the tears anymore. Bravo. Even when I was watching Ombak Rindu, I didnt cry this much. Although Tentang Dhia and Ombak Rindu has lots of similarities.

Tentang Dhia. To me, the best drama of 2011. Wonderful acting. Engaging storyline. And a beautiful ending.

Enjoy the pictures and the clips.

I have the links to all the episodes. I think I will rewatch them a lot more times. There's magic in every scene.

I will miss Tentang Dhia now that it's over.

Ilal Liqaa...!

dreams are made of these...

the mornings i wake up from sleep were never as special as that day when i dreamt of you. seriously, i was cursing the alarm on my hp when it sounded. it was a really special dream. you were here, wearing yellow... and jeans... and smelling real nice... you were joking with me like always... and trying to make me angry... and i will eventually be angry, only for you to coax me till i smile... like you do always since the time first i knew you...it felt so real, i didnt want to wake up from sleep... haissss... when will that day be a reality, i wonder...

and then i dreamt of you telling me a date. i dont remember what that date was for. i heard it in a voice, presumably your voice, which i've never heard in real life... 22 May 2012. I checked the calendar, it's a Tuesday. What would that Tuesday bring to me, I wonder...

And in the end, I have to pull myself to the real world and think rationally. Those are dreams, dreams are playgrounds for emotions... I must have been thinking so much about you... Till I let you into my dreams... The more I try to pull myself away from all these, the more Im being sucked in. It's like quicksand. Pulling me in deeper and deeper.

And the question you asked me yesterday, it took me back by surprise a bit. But I hope the answer I gave made you a happy person. Like you always say, you want to make me always happy and smiling, I would like to be able to do the same to you.

Till then, my bodyguard. We'll see how this goes... Ashtaqo ilayka even if I talk to you everyday...

Ilal Liqaa'...!

Dust Is My Bed...

Dust is my bed, embraces me and it's my cover now

The sand surrounds me even behind my back
And the grave tells a dankness of my affliction
And the brightness draws a line

Where is my family's love? They sold my loyalty!
And where is my group of friends? They left my brotherhood!
Where is the bliss of money? It's behind my back now
And my name (reputation) where is it shine between praises
This is my end and this is my bed....

And love farewells its longing and my elegizing cried
And the tears went dry after crying
And the universe became narrow and so is my space
And the grave became my ground and sky
This is my end and this is my bed.....

Fear fills my estrangement and sadness is my illness
I expect firmness and I swear it's my cure
And for Allah I pray faithfully, you are my hope
Allah! I desire heaven, to find bliss in it

And for Allah I pray faithfully, you are my hope
Allah! I desire heaven, to find bliss in it.....

Nasheed Title: Farshy Al Turab (Dust Is My Bed)

Singer: Meshary Al Arada

For video: Click HERE

Lunar Eclipse 10 December 2011

Captured and editted by yours truly... Nearly 5 hours of staring at the moon via my videocamera and thanks to the 60x zoom, I managed to capture part of the eclipse before the moon went up too high and got hidden by the building... The miracle of Allah, Allahu Akbar... Enjoy the video...!



Ilal Liqaa'...!!


For the youtube link, click here

Poem for Hijabis...

And nicely sang by this Lebanese guy. I still dont know his name or is he a singer or not. But he got an amazing voice I must say. 

This is a classic poem by Sheikh Ahmed bin Ali Al-Ajmy and this guy sang it in his own version. Nice...


The Translation:
My sister in God, dont let the devil mislead you
The hijab (veil) is obligatory, from our kind Lord
Our sister, we have heard something strange
People have uttered unworthy talk about the Hijab
They said it is a tent, hung over the necks (of women)
They called for the liberation of women; and they wrote books for it
They drew out a road to immorality; so as to 'not waste' the young men
O our sister, this is the howl of offense from the wolves
So Hell-fire is the home of oppressors; for them is the punishment
God will reveal justice on the day of judgement
And Jannah is the home, and what a beautiful welcome back it is!


The good is from Allah, the bad is from my own mistakes.


Ilal Liqaa'...!!

You...

It might be fated that we are going through what we are going through now.... I don't regret knowing you... It has been smooth-sailing so far... And by far, I've known quite a bit lot about you... I'm happy when I see you. I'm happy when I talk to you... And I thank Allah for this wonderful phase..

I don't know how far this will go... And that's the worrying part... I'm afraid of thinking how far this will go... If it really goes as far as what you and me are thinking of, are we able to go through it? It's not going to be easy. I know we are supposed to think of the best, not the worst, but still one's got to be practical. Life is not only a bed of roses, it comes with thorns too...

Although I wouldnt want to lose you, I will take it slow. I will try my level best to change your mind about the whole thing... I will want you to really weigh the pros and cons and then make a decision. I dont want you to come to a conclusion so early... Too much for you to decide about, and for me to worry about...

It's not the challenge that Im worried about, I'm just worried for you. I will still be here with my family backing me if anything does happen. It's you, who has to make the bigger decision.

Like I said, let's take it slow. If Im able to change your mind, all the better. But, if this is fated for us, let's raise our hands and make du'a that however rocky the road will be in the future, we'll go through it together, with patience and honour.

Ilal Liqaa...

;)

...

and suddenly, i'm an auntie...

or a Khala, to be exact. Alhamdulillah... What a beautiful feeling to be able to address myself as Khala finally, MashaAllah... I became a Khala officially to a nephew.

I know what I'm going to storytell here is not going to be as exciting as what my sister experienced first-hand, but for me it's exciting enough a journey. I love the way Allah has planned every and each day for us, Alhamdulillah...

I was declared not fit for work on Wednesday with URTI and the doctor gave me 2-days MC. Wednesday night, I received a phone-call from the brother-in-law saying that the sister has spotting and has fever. So after a phone-call to the hospital, we decided to 'check-in' the sister to the hospital. I was slightly groggy from the medicines, but I left everything to Allah, and told Dad that he has to follow us.

So the exciting journey started. I tried to play cool driving to the hospital. Nasheed songs playing from the audio player, I sang along in the hope it will kill the butterflies in the stomach. I admit, the-self-confessed-cool-cat was NERVOUS.

And the sister was getting contractions after contractions along the way. That made me more nervous. Tried my level best to keep calm and focused. What with the grogginess from the medicines and the nervousness of hearing the sister inhale-exhale in the back-seat, oh wow, what a wonderful cocktail. My only wish was to let my sister reach the hospital properly and deliver there. Tak nak lah kene berenti kat tepi jalan nak branak punyer pasal. Sekali tak pasal2, dari driver aku jadi mak bidan kang.

Alighted the sister, the brother-in-law and the mum at the lobby while me and Dad go find a parking lot. Serious, to find a parking lot in that situation took the life out of me. Parked car and called mum and mum directed us to where we should go. Waited a while and bro-in-law said it will be a long while before the sister finally gives birth. So we went home.

Thursday, no phone call from them. And when we tried calling them, their cellphones were off. The batteries died on them. Waited till noon, sent the youngest sister for her kindergarten graduation concert rehearsal, had lunch and we were on our way to the hospital. We were trying our luck, and mum was restless due to the no-news period.

On the way, the brother-in-law called and he said my sister has safely delivered their baby. Alhamdulillah. If I was allowed, I would have stopped by the road shoulder to do 'sujud syukur'.

Reached the hospital and the sister was all fine and a while later, the nephew was wheeled in. MashaAllah. And I cried. I know you all have this impression that Im a strong iron lady, but yes, I cry at anything. I cried when the brother-in-law did the azan and iqamah on the nephew. And while I was carrying the nephew, the brother-in-law gave him a taste of a little tamar (date) - and yes, I cried yet again. Haissss... Emotional fool, me.

But Alhamdulillah, everything has tide over beautifully. Dad, Mum, Baby are all back and resting at home. And suddenly my Dad has turned Nana, my Mum has turned Nani and me and my sister have turned into Khalas. Alhamdulillah.

I know this is not as exciting as what my sister is going to enact, but it was an exciting journey for me. And the little one is a darling. And he's my new little boyfriend. Khala loves you.

And I thank Allah for sending my brother-in-law for my sister. Subhanallah, I know you would say that it's his responsibility to take care of his wife, but the way he took care of my sister, I have no words to describe. Even Dad has sung his praises for the brother-in-law. Dad said, he reminded Dad of how he was when Mum gave birth to us three sisters.


And deep in me, I am hoping for a husband as caring and as supportive as he is. InshaAllah. And I can safely say, my brother-in-law and my sister will make fantabulous parents to their little prince(s) and princess(es), InshaAllah...

*the mood to tear is here. so I better stop. Hahaha!!*

Ilal Liqaa'...!!!

Alhamdulillah...

Can't say enough thanks for the blessings given to us by Allah swt. The awaited month has arrived. And the awaited event has been tide over beautifully.

Thank You Allah.

Subhanallah Walhamdulillah Wa La Illaha Illallah, Wallahu Akbar.

May Allah shower his blessings upon us all the time InshaAllah... Ameen...

Ilal Liqaa...!

Make some noise for the DESI BOYZ...

another catchy song.
and two hunks showing off their pecs and what-nots. yumz. hahaha...!!
Make some noise for the Desi Boyz - Akshay Kumar and John Abraham.

Wanna be my Chamak Challo?

this song is so nice that I keep it on repeat mode and I'd dance to it when no one's looking hahaha!!

Akon does a good job with the Hindi wordings. And Shahrukh, is well, very delicious that I wanna eat him up. Hahahahaha...!!!

Enjoyz!!

i will, one day, send presents to you...

another not so nice news reached my ears today. it made me angry. it made me flare up. it made me want to cry. it's just so dissapointing when i hear news like this. i mean, this is 2011, and i think some people are still living in 1991. where little matters can lead to hating each other's faces. where little matters means aku tak geng kau, kau tak geng aku. and where little matters can be blown up to big matters, and become a whole different story altogether.

im not saying i got proof that anyone has been talking behind my back or in a more aggressive manner, i would say, aku takde lah bukti yang membenarkan rasa hati ni yang dorang ada mengumpat pantat aku dan menjaja cerita yang tak benar. but it's a huge gut feeling in me. and yes, i can also say ni permainan syaitan nak menimbulkan syak wasangka dalam diri aku.

but please lah eh, small matters let it remain as small matters. benda kecik tak yah nak besar2kan, sampai nak berpaling muka sampai tak bertegur sapa. and if they dont know the real story, jangan ambil andaian yang apa yang dorang dengar tuh adalah benar.

aku hormat what we had and i've never, i REITERATE, never talk bad about dorang to anyone we know mutually. even when they ask, i'd shrug it off and say, "alah, takpelah. im fine this way." so i hope the same respect is given to me. whatever gathering they've had with people mutually, janganlah dijadikan gathering tu tempat mengumpat dan memfitnah. aku tak tuduh, aku ingatkan.

dan janganlah jadi manusia takde pedoman main lari2 and tarik2 muka dengan aku. kalau betul aku yang salah, aku yang patot lari. aku yang patot sembunyikkan muka aku. but no. i don't run and i will not run. im still here and if i get a salam from them, i'll gladly return that salam.

pada yang tak tau criter, tolong dengar dari dua pihak sebelum buat keputusan. but in any case, my lips are sealed. aku tak suka nak burukkan orang. aku tak nak makan daging mayat saudaranya. seperti Firman Allah swt: "Dan janganlah kamu mengumpat sesama kamu, adakah seseorang dikalangan kamu suka makan daging mayat saudaranya; tentulah kamu bencinya." (12: Al-Hujjurat).

tapi aku redha. adalah dosa aku yang belum aku taubatkan. im not perfect, and i will never be. aku tak macam dorang, the 'epitomes of righteousness'. and Dad also says, kalau kita naik angin, samalah kita dengan dorang.

dan aku tau, byk pahala aku boleh 'claim' dari dorang if they all continue hobby mengumpat ni. and oh, that reminds me, don't be surprised if suddenly they all find presents at their doorsteps one day, coz the presents will be from me. a way of saying thank you for giving away their pahala to me. terima kasih banyak-banyak.

sekian.

siapa yang makan cili dia yang rasa pedas.

tapi siapa yang tak makan cili, jangan nak mengada-ngada eksen terkena pedas eh.

Assalamu'alaikum.

Ilal Liqaa...'!

aku terima nikahnya...

read this on a cuzzie's FB status... i love it so much... so here it is...

"Aku terima nikah si dia binti si ayah dia dengan mas kahwinnya $... tunai..."

Bunyi macam senang?

Nah ini erti sebenar dia :

“Aku tanggung dosa-dosa si dia dari ibu bapanya, apa saja dosa yang dia buat, dari dedah aurat hingga ke tinggalnya solat, aku tanggung dan bukan lagi ibu bapanya tanggung, dan aku tanggung semua dosa bakal anak-anak aku. Kalau gagal, maka aku fasik, dayus & aku rela masuk neraka dan malaikat Zabaniyah melibas aku hingga pecah badan aku!”

Subhanallah...

I am reminding myself, before reminding you...

Ilal liqaa...'!

my two celebrities at home...

i have two celebrities at home now. They fascinate the guests coming to my house this Eid. I brought in Nila 1st and then I brought in Azrak. I brought in Nila, coz he has such a pretty tail... Then I brought in Azrak coz I thought it would be fun seeing Nila and Azrak flaring their tails at each other.

Introducing Nila and Azrak. My two Siamese Betta fighting fish. Both males, both hate the sight of each other and if they are put in the same tank, they would fight to death. Nila is another name for the colour "Blue" in Malay. And Azrak is "Blue" in Arabic.

I wrote about Nila the other day. And then, a day later I bought Azrak. I put them in the same tank with a divider. Then a while later, Nila looked sick. He didn't want to swim to the surface, instead he preferred to sink to the bottom. That got me worried. Coz personally I like Nila more. Then I did my research. And I realised my mistake.

Bettas are very sensitive to change in water temperature and chlorine. When I filled up the tank with tap water, I forgot to leave it at room temperature 1st and didn't drop it anti-chlorine solution before putting both of them in. Azrak was the more adaptive one. Nila looked like he was gonna die. I quickly shifted both of them out into another container, clean their tank, put drops of anti-chlorine and left the water to set to room temperature before putting them both in.

Alhamdulillah, both are doing fine now. Although Nila still prefer to go to the surface once in a while, I think it's becoz he has a very heavy tail. Azrak is the more active one. Put a finger on the side of the tank, he will come banging his face on the wall of the tank. I think he is a very good candidate to train to jump out of the water to get his food. But I dont think I will want to train him that way. Manalah tau, satu hari I ask my mum to feed them and out jumps Azrak. Dengan mak aku skali, terlompat. Hahahaha...!!

They do flare their tails at each other once a while and I'm pretty sure Azrak will win a dominant fight if they are put together coz he is the more aggressive one. But it's ok, I won't let them fight each other. Both are my darlings. The last time I had a betta, I didn't know how to take care of it till its death. I'm still sorry for that. Now I will make sure I take care of these two coz they are my babies. And I talk to them when I wake up and before going to sleep. I think they know my voice already coz they will keep still when I talk to them hahaha...!!

With proper care, bettas can live up to 3 years. I hope I can be a good 'mother' to them. And I will miss them like crazy when I start work tomorow... Haiyah, the pain of separation. *sob, sob*

Ok lah, till next time when I write again. Take care, sweet lovelies.

Ilal Liqaa...'!!

Eid Mubarak

meet my new beau...

i introduce to you - Nila - my little blue fringetailed Siamese betta fish... Also known as the fighting fish... Handsome tak Nila?

Why Nila? Because he is blue. Nila is blue in Higher Malay.

And seeing how beautiful he flares up his tail everytime I knock on his home, it makes me wanna buy him a sparing partner. Put another fringetail beside him and see them flaring their tails everytime they see each other.

I think I should get another one. I really want to... I will name the next one Azrak. Hehehehe...!!

Ilal liqaa...'!

Ramadhan leaving us...

hey kawan-kawans...

pe kabar?

ada baik?

ada sihat?

i'm fine Alhamdulillah... kocek je sakit teramat sangat... ouch... hahaha...!!

anyway, it's the last week of Ramadhan... i feel that time is really zooming at an alarming rate... i felt that it was only yesterday that we started fasting and it's nearing the end already... and it's sadder for me that I cannot fast in these last days of Ramadhan... time ni orang berebut-rebut nak kejar amalan malam, and here I am, with a 'good-friend' visiting... haish... but InshaAllah, I hope Im still able to kejar the last 3 days...

With the masjid still not up, Tarawih is still done at home. Alhamdulillah for a daddy who knows how to lead his wife and children in a solat jama'ah... If not for the frequent reminders by daddy for us to do Isha' and tarawih together, I think I will be a lazy bum. And it's not good to be a lazy bum in this blessed month... Like a saying I heard, "Ramadhan is the month where you can see what type of person you are and can be without the whispers of Shaitan." And if I'm still a lazy bum in Ramadhan, that means I've always been a lazy bum and I can't blame Shaitan for whispering sweet nothings to me in other months.

So how's Eid preparations? I'm quite done actually. Done half of the shopping in JB this year. The house is looking like a junkyard at the moment because of all the new things we have bought. And the cookies, oh goodness, I really have got no space for that. The kitchen cabinet is screaming for help already I think.

The only thing I havent' done is the zakat for the little kiddos. Need mum's help to queue in the bank to get small notes. And I havent' finished clearing my room. And my pc has gone kaput, like finally. After several times dying and being brought back to life, it finally breathes its last. So goodbye dear PC, you were a darling while you were alive.

Alhamdulillah, this year, I feel really blessed coz while I can cry over some lost moments, Allah has replaced the moments with better ones. So, why do I need to cry? Allah takes away some things in life, only to replace 'em with better things. So say Alhamdulillah.

I'll stop for now. I will write again nearing Eid to wish you all officially. Hehehe... In the meantime, grab the chance to tune up our deeds in these last few days of Ramadhan. Coz we'll never know whether we'll meet Ramadhan again next year.

Till my next write, Ilal Liqaa'...!

Sawa - Ramy Ayach ft Maya Diab

SMILE BIG BIG....

*dropfaints*

Lucky thing this woman is married with a kid...

But they look good together...

Tak lah, tak jeles...

Hehehehe...!!

sabbatical is over... for now...

hey darlings...! i'm back... been away for quite long, aye? miss me? yeah, i think i miss myself... donch care, you wanna call me full of myself, your call... i don't care a hag...

ok lah, joking lah... i still love you all... and i still love me... and i am still my favorite... hehehe...!! anyway, how's things...? all nice and dandy? if yes, Alhamdulillah... if no, InshaAllah... remember, tests are given to us coz Allah loves us... He knows we can overcome it. The catch is, tests are for us to be closer to Allah, not to be further away than Allah... Orite darlings?

the past few months have been full of ups and only a handful of downs for me... the downs, aiyah, no need to talk lah... let them pass away peacefully... ingat2 pun tak guna... buat sakit otak, sakit hati je... kan? kan? kan? i'm just looking forward to the ups... actually i'm MAHA excited about the ups... i can't believe it's finally happening... And i say my thanks to Allah for the wonderful blessings... May all goes well till the time it's gonna happen, InshaAllah... I'm practically counting the months... It's NEARING!!! *excited mode on*

i just finished my Modern Standard Arabic Level 7 exam this noon. Paper was so-so lah... If studied more, will score more... But I did my best, InshaAllah, will pass... Touchwood, if I don't, I hope I won't stop... I'm left with Level 8 then Level 9 then O Levels... And who knows, I might wanna continue to Diploma... Ada ke Diploma in Arabic Studies? Got such thing meh?

Money matters is a bit tied this time round. Puasa, Raya and car matters goes around in the same month... You know lah, renewing the road tax, the insurance and all that jizz... No, I'm not complaining... InshaAllah, can tide through... But it's just the thought of doing everything in the same month that is bothering me... 

Alhamdulillah, my Baby has been very good to me. 4 years with it has been blissful, no major problems... Dad has been hinting for me to try getting a new, bigger baby... But you know lah, the 1st Baby is always the one with the most sentimental attachment. I can't think of the day I will separate from my Baby. I think I will cry my eyeballs out. *thinking of it makes me wanna cry already*

And, oh, forget to mention, Alhamdulillah, sejak dah pandai masuk JB sendiri without escort cars, (usually I need my uncles to follow me around), I think I will do my Raya shopping in JB this year... Mana yang boleh save, kita save lah kan?

And then the 'big' thing in October, InshaAllah... For that, I wanna be a little spendthrift... Bukan slalu dapat shopping gitu macam!! Hehehehe...!!

Apalagik? Hmmm... Oh, I wanna complete my novel which I started not too long ago... I hope I can finish it... This time round, the treatment of the whole novel is a bit more Islamic... Almaklum, dah makin 'muda' ni kan, buatlah cerite yang sesuai ngan umur. Hehehe...!!

And NETBALL. I so wanna start netball again. Mum gave me a good idea the other day. I think I would propose it to the relevant parties after Hari Raya. Mana tau, idea bernas Mum can work out...? *smiling gleefully*

Ok lah, I think this is about it. I will write again when I have the time and got something to talk about. Till then, I will miss you all...

Ilal Liqaa'...!!

The "M" Story

This is going to be long. But anyways...

The whole family was gathered in the house yesterday. And the huge topic being talked about was the big 'M'... Yes, Marriage. *dropfaints*

I confess. I have been avoiding the subject all these while. In fact, I totally found it useless to talk about  previously. I don't know. Maybe I wasn't emotionally ready for it. Maybe I was sceptical that no one, or man for that matter, will be able to take care of me the way my parents have took care of me. Maybe, it wasn't written in my destiny yet. Or my time was just not right. And above all, maybe Allah didn't want me to get married just yet.

And then, there's also the "eldest daughter is like the eldest son" syndrome. I saw my grandma falling ill. I saw how difficult it is for my dad and his brothers to pool in the money to tide over my grandma's illness. And then, I reflected on my family. My parents has got no son. If I get married, who will take care of them? Will my husband be supportive enuff to let me take care of my parents? Coz only I know how they have sacrified everthing they had to make me look what I am today. I wasn't born with a pretty-moulded face ok?

Then I grew older and a little tad wiser. I know all these will be arranged. Allah has arranged everything. Everything's gonna be fine. And then, my expectations of a husband grew higher. Not only am I looking for a man who could take care of me, but I needed someone who would be the calming factor in my life. We know what and who I am. Stubborn, bull-headed, live my own way kind of a person. Is there ever going to be someone out there who will be able to hold me by my horns and tame me? Someone who would be my Matador? Million dollar question.

So the family chat we had... Everyone had a gala time telling or rather, pointing out my flaws and weaknesses and what not to do when that 'someone' finally appears. I admit, I'm not an angel. 33 years of living my own way of life and being an independent-do all by myself person, I ought to be entitled to a little bad traits, yes? Hehe!!

I know I'm not perfect. I don't cook much. I don't clean much. And I hate talking on the phone for long lovey-dovey conversations. I hate flowers. I hate doing the same things all over again. Yeah, that's me. The perfect unperfect candidate for an instituition named 'Marriage'...

So now, something big is approaching. And I'm not going to beat about the bush, and I confess, I'm ready. To face it, to walk it, to do it. I'm ready to be bent and to be calmed down. I'm ready for someone to eyeball me when I do something wrong. And above all, I'm ready to bring in another person to walk my life. I'm ready.

It's going to be a tough journey, no doubt. I have lots of tweaking to do. A lot of trial and error. A lot of "keep my mouth shut to listen to other people's opionions" sessions. It is going to be a helluva 'test my patience, or the lack of it' journey. But yes, I'm ready to walk it. And smell the roses and get pricked by the torns along the way.

And no friends, I'm not yet getting married. But when the time comes, yes, I will shout over the rooftops and say that finally I'm getting married. But yes, the journey from now till marriage will be a tough one but I send du'a that whatever I do, I will make everyone happy and that no one will be displeased with me and that everything runs as smoothly as butter over bread. InshaAllah.

So in the meantime, make du'a for me my friends. While I go waiting for the day my Matador finally shows up asking my parents, "Can I ask for your daughter's hand for marriage?" And then, me and my Matador can dance a Paso Doble towards the sun for a 'live happily ever after' ending... InshaAllah...

*winks*

Ilal Liqaa'...!!

Allah Knows Best

Allah knows what’s best for us, so why should we complain

We always want the sunshine, but He knows there must be rain

We always want the laughter, and the merriment of cheer

But our hearts will lose their tenderness, if we never shed a tear.

Allah tests us often, with suffering and with sorrow

He tests us not to punish us, but to help us meet tomorrow

For growing trees are strengthened, if they withstand the storm

And the sharp cut of the chisel, gave the marble grace and form

Allah tests us often and for every pain He gives to us

Provided we’re patient is followed by rich again

So whenever we feel that everything is going wrong
It is just Allah’s way to make our spirit’s strong.

Kisah si Makcik yang menghina Islam...

skrg ni tengah kecoh kan pasal si makcik sitt al-wuzara yang sedap hati dia je menghina Islam dengan gambar2 dia yang siap diADOBE PHOTOSHOPkan... ada page kat facebook lagik, dicategorykan sebagai public figure.

i was shocked and angry upon seeing the photos and the captions. nak baca pun segan, macam kita pulak yang memberi suara kepada captions dia tuh... i didnt have the heart to view all. i just went to the end of the page, and click on 'report this page'... i hope you people do the same...

We can get angry and comment all the swear words on her page. but no, don't do that. Just think of how Rasulullah PBUH would handle this if this happened during his time. Dia akan mengangkat tangan dan berdoa that this person be given hidayah and the chance to repent for all the wrongdoings she has done. Truthfully like my dear friend said, sapa kita untuk menghukum dia? Biarkan dia jawab soalan dia sendiri.

And I have a feeling, the more we kutuk her, the more she will retaliate and post up more biadap pictures. Astaghfirullahal azim... And I also have a tingling feeling that she's not even a makcik. Pandai betul makcik main photoshop. Aku sendiri tak pandai2 ngan photoshop. but maybe dia makcik modern lah. talent that goes to waste, ni lah dia...

If she's a Muslim: She must have had tests by Allah and upon not being able to handle them, got angry and with syaitan playing it's part, she becomes like this...

If she's a Kafir: She just wants to create anger among us Muslims. Kadang2, orang kafir ni lagik pandai dalam bidang agama Islam berbanding dengan orang Islam tu sendiri. Cuma dorang tak nak beriman je kepada Allah... They know dosa and pahala. They know how to ignite anger in us. And without knowing, in the quest to defend Allah and Rasul, we might fall into their trap while they succeed in getting the anger out of us. They will never want to stop trapping Muslims to do sins without knowing.

Or, she's just thirsty for cheap publicity or just wants to be famous the easy way. Nak senang kat dunia, hah jawablah kau kat akhirat nanti.

So we don't angry, just report the page. And sama2 kita doakan dia kembali ke pangkal jalan dan bertaubat sebelum terlambat.

Just my views... I may have used the wrong words and may not be the best writer... But I hope I got my points across. I apologize for any mistakes.

Shukran!

invitation to all...!!

hey peeps!

it's the time of year again, when i do my Majlis Syarahan once again. Add yourself up at the event page for more details if you intend to attend the Majlis and to receive updates.

Link:  http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=157544307642129

Here are the details for the event:

Day: Saturday, 7 May 2011

(Yeah, of all the dates, we got the date that everyone has to go and cast their votes hehehehe...!! But what to do, got the date way back in January.)

Time: 8 - 10 pm

(Because the polling station is very near our venue, we will have to start a little later, but you can come earlier to book the best seats!)

Venue: Void Deck Blk 932, Jurong West Street 91

Speaker: Ustaz Syed Nasir Omar Alsagoff

Title of Talk: Hakikat Cinta Rasullullah SAW (In Malay)

Event will start with Al-Quran Recital.

Spread the news for me, can? Thanks in advance!!

Jazakallahu Khair!!

Ilal Liqaa'..!

musollah (prayer area) in Universal Studios Singapore

we can still have fun yet not forget our obligatory duties right?

right after you scan your barcode, take left to the Annual Passs section. small airconditioned room. with telekungs and sejadahs. but better to bring your own especially when the crowd gets big. no partition between male and female though, but i think that's no cause for complains. at least there's a musollah.

ablution can be taken at the nearest toilet on the right. there's a lower sink where you can easily take your ablution. selected cubicles in this toilet has water-sprays.

ilal liqaa...!

The Malay Chronicles: Bloodlines

Or in Malay, the title is Hikayat Merong Mahawangsa. Salute KRU for attempting a movie like this. Im blown away by this trailer... And it's my kind of film.. Syabas KRU..!! Awaiting it's arrival...

The Trailer

The Making Of:

The Song

Ilal liqaa'...!!

updates and updates...

wah, macam dah lama aku tak membebel eh.. as in really ranting about life and the likes... i miss ranting... bukan ranting pokok lah... ranting as in rant-ing... hik hik hik...

what's up people? how's life treating ye' all? me? ok lah, everything's nice and dandy. start of 2011 has been eventful and exciting and i hope the excitement and happiness stays throughout, Inshallah...

had a little scare with dear Dadi's dwindling health. had a fall at home and then was admitted. stayed about half a month in the hospital. it was quite tiring turun naik hospital spending time with the 89 year old fiery lady. but voila, told ya, she's a fiery lady, she's back at home now, although not in the same state she was back then, but Alhamdulillah, still in good health. only more and more forgetful and not mobile... sometimes her stories makes us laugh, no heads no tails but she will tell her story nonetheless... i send du'a that she is always happy.

i passed my arabic level 6, Alhamdulillah, and was on the way to start level 7 but the class had to shut down because there were only 3 students continuing. i have to rejoin level 6 on saturday mornings, and so i will advance to level 7 with this class instead... ok lah, at least i have a revision on level 6 before starting level 7. but tu lah, having class on Saturdays is still getting a little bit of getting used to. lucky thing, it's in arab street. i pamper myself with food or shopping after class. hahaha!!

work has been good... biasalah, ada ups dia, ada downs dia... i gave the conferences in Perth and Puerto Rico a pass. too much to prepare in such a short time... tengok lah, ada rezki, lain2 tempat pun bole pergi kan... inshallah...

there are some other things on the personal level but i think it's very early to talk about. but yes, i really thank Allah for the blessings. i don't really need to announce it over the rooftops. but yes, i will need all your blessings and du'a...

ok lah peeps, i will update more when things happens.. in the meantime, du'a2kan lah yer...

ilal liqaa'...!!

not this world, something more...

i'm humbled by this speech...

in part 2, the sentence at 00:31 really hits home... humbled, truly humbled...

ilal liqaa...!

Falasteen Wa Lubnan...

She screamed with the top of her lungs.. havent you had enough bloodshed

She woke up the conscience of death...
but the day where the conscience of people wakes up never came..

Oh Palestine, oh my wound, oh people who have never leaned down...

Just for the sake of you to be given back to us, I will throw my heart with stones…

don’t be afraid, and don’t carry the concern of who has been unjust to you, with our souls we will gather your wounds, we would sacrifice our lives to you…

Being a martyr on your land is like giving life.. and who will ask for life if they could be a martyr for you…

In my veins run 2 kinds of blood, Palestinian and Lebanese.

Lebanon is in my heart and eyes.. just one the other side of the hill

Lebanon, the land of heros,
the land of dreams within the eyes of men who stay up all night along the borders

Oh Lebanon how I love you, oh forehead who is high and never bended

I would die for you if danger knocked on your door


ilal liqaa...!