Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Can I have a chance to smell the air of eternal happiness?

Tuesday , 16 RabiulAwal 1431H , 2 March 2010

An inspirational touching story from a Muslimah like me.. I keep reading this story again and again.. It touched my heart so much.. I copied it from www.iluvislam.com , written by Nur20. Just to share with everybody ..

I remember it was winter in England and I was catching a train back to the city where I lived. It was cold, I looked out, White snow was falling lightly from the gloomy sky. The train was moving fast, and as it moved I could see grounds in white all covered up by snow. ‘Covered up?’ the word rang in my head. Images of hijab and headscarf flashes on my mind.

For the two hours journey, I couldnt sleep even once. There was too much on my mind. I was born as a Muslim. And I didn‘t pray five times a day like everybody else. I hardly could read the Quran. People could say I was illiterate in a way. Because at times, it took me a long while to finish even a short verse from the Quran. It was in Arabic and I was never taught Arabic, that was my excuse of not reading. I thought as long as you have a good heart that‘s good enough. And if you don’t commit huge sins, you’ll be fine. But what she said, made my whole perspective looked, vain.

I was from London and on my way back home to the North West region. My heart wasn’t at ease. What she said had made me thinking, and I was thinking real hard. She was a nice girl. ‘Be a true Muslim, and not just a Muslim by name,’ she said politely with a smile, but the meaning was intense. She was merely quoting and was not saying it to me but my heart was touched. What kind of Muslim, had I been all these while? I don’t want to be a Muslim and only by name. It doesn’t sound good either. As the train moved, heading to North West where I lived, I let out few sighs.

Few months after later.. ‘Bismillahi Rahmani Rahim..,’ I read out loud before starting to read the Quran. My web-cam was on. That night We were in the middle of Quranic circle. It’s an activity that we do once a week. Through this circle, we read the Quran in turns. All were ladies. Sometimes we get to discussed about the meaning behind the Quran verses and some Hadith from Rasulullah. It was amazingly fun and I never thought I would actually had fun doing religious activity. I was very thankful to Siti and her older sister because now I can read the Quran much better. And since then, I keep on gradually changing, I realised. How I view life has changed too, a bit if not much.

At nights before I slept, I thought of going to a place. Somewhere faraway and seemed hard to reach but I knew its reachable. And if possible, I wanted to go there with someone that I loved. Of course that’s still remain as a wish and I hope it’ll come true one day. My life is never this calm! I now wear headscarf everywhere I go. It doesn’t feel right without it. Sometimes that leads to guilt, when people sees my hair. So I wear headscarf whenever I go out. My social activity especially when interacting with men has also changed. I used to be friendly and outgoing, even with the opposite gender. Now I feel sort of afraid. Sometimes I limit myself from being too ‘friendly’ with men. Sometimes, I think twice before I talked to them. Is it necessary or not to talk now? Because Women can be a fitnah to men, I don’t want to build up sins.

I used to look for a romantic boyfriend before. I searched high and low but funny that I never really had a boyfriend until now. I used to ask why? The question is why. Because I’m not unpretty. But now I understand the reason behind. Having a romantic relationship outside marriage can lead to something that breaks the law of Syariah. All praise to Allah, I’m glad I never had boyfriends before. I’m not worried if I don’t find a guy any sooner. I’m not looking for a relationship anymore. And definitely not looking for someone based on how romantic he is. I’m going with the flow, after all everything about humans has been written. I want to fix myself first.

I read somewhere about ‘Mencintai kerana Allah’ or ’Loving you because of God’. It was a nice Malay blog entry. I am aiming for that kind of love now. It sounds more pure than romantic love, to me.

‘What’s your dream guy like?’ a friend asked me one day while we ride on a taxi.

I didn’t replied him immediately though, ‘and have you found him?’ he added quickly.

‘Why do you want to know’ I politely asked with a smile.

‘Well, only asking,’ he replied calmly. Then there were silent. The road was wet due to the rain. It was soon before the taxi reached my home.

‘Was he like me?’ he then added. He was hinting something, I knew. I’ve been waiting for this moment all this year. And this could be a dream come true, but..

‘My dream guy is,’ I began ‘Someone who can guide me, you know, he leads and I follow,’ Then I paused.

‘I can be the guy,’ He said confidently.

There was silence again, a long one. The taxi finally reached my home. I said goodbyes to him and walked to my front door. I wave before the taxi accelerated again. He smiled to me even though I didn’t gave him the answer. He was a nice guy but he couldn‘t be the guy. Because…

I want to live with a guy who could guide me, so that I can get closer to My Creator. I want a man who can lead as an Imam, in every prayers that we’re gonna do together as married couple. A man who would tell Islamic history as a bed-time-stories to our children in the future. I want a man who’ll read the holly Quran to me, to cheer me every time I’m down. That is my dream guy and before I can meet him, I knew I need to fix myself first.

One beautiful spring afternoon, I was at a function. There were many Malays all gathered. That’s when I met him. He’s not just decent but he has the characteristic of my dream guy. Every time our eyes met accidentally during the event, he quickly moved away his stare. That convinced me, even more. I knew he’ll be a good amir, a leader of a family. Secretly I prayed: O‘ Allah, I want that kind of guy as a partner in life. At nights before I slept, I thought of going to a place. Somewhere faraway and seemed hard to reach but I knew its reachable. And if possible, I wanted to go there with someone that I loved. I want to go to Jannah (the heaven) with him! I’ll wait here and I know the wait is worthy.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

BIsmillah..

sedihnyaa terpadam post yg baru! what a day! sighhhhh -.-"

Monday, February 15, 2010

Banyak lagi yang tidak terlafaz di sini.....

Terima kasih Allah kerana aku dilahirkan sebagai seorang Islam
Terima kasih Ya Allah aku sudah diajar solat sejak kecil lag
Terima kasih Ya Allah aku dapat membaca ayat-ayatMu , nasihat-nasihatMu, kalam-kalamMu yang maha Indah pada setiap masa
Terima kasih Ya Allah kerana sentiasa berada di samping ku setiap kali aku diselimuti kesedihan dan ketika manusia-manusia lain tidak mempedulikan kehadiranku
Terima kasih Ya Allah kerana sentiasa menghadiahkan sinar kegembiraan padaku dan membuatkanku tersenyum
Terima kasih Ya Allah kerana senantiasa mencurahkan ketenangan yang sukar ditafsir oleh kata-kata apabila pertemuanku denganMu dalam solat-solatku
Terima kasih Ya Allah walaupun kerapkali aku lalai dariMu , Engkau tetap melindungiku dengan lembayung rahmat kasih sayangMu yang Maha Besar itu..

Terlalu banyak nikmatMu padaku yang lemah ini..

Berdosanya aku pada Mu...
NikmatMu selalu ku ingkari dengan perkara-perkara tidak bermanfaat malah yang Engkau larang..
Hinanya aku di sisi Mu wahai Tuhan Yang Maha Mulia..

Ya Allah sesungguhnya suatu hari nanti , pertemuan ku dengan Mu pasti akan terjadi
Aku ingin bertemu denganMu dalam keadaan Engkau redha padaku..
Dengan membawa hati yang bersih dan suci dari noda-noda dosa

Terima kasih Ya Allah kerana memilihku antara jutaan hambaMu untuk lahir dan hidup dalam agama yang satu dan Engkau redhai ini..
ALHAMDULILLAH !!!

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Thursday, February 11, 2010

The beginning of 2010

In The Name Of Allah The Almighty

It has been a long time since I checked my last post.. This 2010 I am being the busiest person/pupil in the world I think. After having a good and pleasant days with all my friends and new classmates , teachers and surroundings. Alhamdulillah.. Segala puji bagi Allah Tuhan Yang Maha Penyayang, Yang sentiasa ada bersama denganku di kala senang atau susah..

It was a big surprise to all of form 3 students this year because there were some changes in the students's class position according to our final examination results last year.. I was very grateful to be placed in the same class like last year.. Alhamdulillah!
To begin with, I was dumpfounded and the news to me was beyond belief. At my thought, I supposed our teachers previous year were just pulling our legs to make us struggle very hard in the 2009 FINAL EXAMINATION.. Itulah takdir. Tuhan menentukan yang terbaik untuk kita.. The moral is never blindly ignore the teachers's words..

EVERYTHING'S CHANGING! As I said just now, my time becomes shorter and shorter,the clock is ticking extremely fast! My time is running out.. the PMR is going to approach me in few months from now on.. The good questions are what am I doing right now? How frequents do I spend time with my revision books? Its okay then. I already know the exact answers..

I gotta put a full-stop now since dusk is going to show off..

Saturday, December 19, 2009

Friday, December 18, 2009

Nice day to remember..

Bismillah..

Recently, I was intelligently finishing my homework given by my lovely teachers.. Just imagine how the homework keep occupying my memory spaces as well as my brain network haha.. Now we know the power of Dini's homework hahh..
As we know, today is our first Muharram of 1431Hijriah.. The world is getting older and me as well. What good deed have I done in 14 years pass? the quantity is not the matter. the important is the QUALITY!!
The Good Quality is when we do it just because to get keredhaan Allah(ikhlas).. So, it will give an enormous and extravaganza good results if we do it continously insyaAllah.. Islam calls it ISTIQAMAH. Just now, I had watched the Indonesian drama named
"Jenazah Orang Istiqomah Bersinar".. The istiqomah man died in the Masjid after performing Subuh prayer with other Jemaah.. How can I say.. Pemergian yang dicemburui..
Im afraid I have become a 14-year-old girl but still with the old attitude which are ehmmm.... Only Allah knows how bad am I.

I just reminiscing my memory with my late father.. Have I been a good daughter to him? When I was in year 6 in primary school, my English teacher told us to buy the 'Didik Newspaper' every week.. I still remember my dad always bought me one every Sunday morning. and when I'm back from school , there is.... there's Didik on my desk. A deep thanks to u Dad. How I miss that moment

Every time after examination or test, teachers handed our marked paper to all of us. When I came back, dad always checked my English paper.. If I got good results, he always read my essays aloud while I could see he smiling proudly at me.. He always spoke English with all of her children and my mom as well.. Alhamdulillah!

How I have been missing that caring and tenderness light inside him.. Alhamdulillah Allah has gives me and my family such a wonderful and kind man to become our "Amir"(ketua)..
Alhamdulillah no words can explain my love to my MAK AND ABAH!!!

Every time I hear this song, it totally reminds me of my strong mak and abah.. They are my inspiration.. this meaningful song is dedicated specially to my parents.♥


Bertali arus dugaan tiba
Menakung sebak airmata
Namun tak pernah pun setitis
Gugur berderai di pipi

Tidak ditempah hidup sengsara
Suratan nasib yang melanda
Menongkah badai bergelora
Diredah bersendirian

Bagaikan camar pulang senja
Patah sayapnya tetap terbang jua
Sekadar secicip rezeki
Buat yang sedang rindu menanti
Segenggam tabah dipertahankan
Buat bekalan di perjalanan
Kau bebat luka yang berdarah
Kau balut hati yang calar

Telah tertulis suratan nasibmu
Derita buatmu ada hikmahnya
Terlukis senyum di bibir lesu
Tak siapa tahu hatimu

Biarpun keruh air di hulu
Mungkinkah jernih di muara
Biarpun jenuh hidup dipalu
Pasti bertemu tenangnya