EASY JET

Alfatihah - Tuan Haji Marwan Saliman. I can't wait to see you again. 

Abah, Abah sudah tahu bukan bahawa Ketua Panglima Briged Al-Qassam, as-Syahid Ahmad al-Ja'bari itu sudah syahid Abah, hanya selepas 5 hari pulang dari mengerjakan haji. Pastinya beliau mendapat haji Mabrur. Akak pula, sudah setahun lebih tetapi tidak lagi dipanggil-panggil. 

Mungkin kah ini, Abah, ada tugas yang belum akak selesaikan?

Tetapi yang pasti, ada taubat yang perlu akak laksanakan dengan sebenarnya, tidak hanya di bibir. Doakan akak ye Abah

Di Gaza itu, ada beribu-ribu kanak-kanak yang kehilangan bapa, Abah. Kasihan. Mungkin lebih dalam lagi derita mereka. Mungkin Abah sudah bertemu dengan ruh-ruh bapa mereka. Doakan kami menyusul. Semoga pertemuan kita, akan berbuah dengan manis sekali.

And Dear Norlin, all the best!

JUST REALISE

 

 

 

I once wrote that there was a girl that has a very sad eyes. Now I realise, my eyes never smile anymore.

LOST

I lost my youthful look on the day that Dad died. 

THE SECOND LAST TRIP?

Salams,

I believe, this was the second last trip before I went back home after knowing my dad was in the Stage 3.  I miss Dad so so much. Al-Fatihah. We went to Amsterdam together. How many of you who are able to bring your parents around the world? I'm such an ungrateful servant. Forgive me Ya Ghoffar.

p/s: I truly do not understand it that people say death is a normal business. Many Quranic verses state about parents, and if you do not love your parents, as far as I am concerned, you are doomed.

FRIDAY, 21 MAY 2010

AMSTERDAM SPRING TRIP

Salams,

I was going to write about my fourth trip to Amsterdam, in which every trip is special. What brings me to this happening city this time? Anis and her children. She was my colleague, and I pay her a visit and bring her tat nenas - her special request from Malaysia. The Iraqi owner of the halal restaurant (in which I have my brunch there) thought I'm visiting a boyfriend. Romancing some Hollander, am I? Hello, I'm not in this game. Let the pictures tell you the story. Put in no particular order, and design for you to marvel at the wonderous God's creations.

Anis, walah, with all the requested tat nenas and custard biscuits. She losses weight *sign with envy*, and we only meet for approximately one hour. I was contemplating to fly at first, of course, but given to the higher cost incurred and the possibility of ashes covering our sky again - I rather take the ship. Even though the sun is shining brightly, it is cold. Dont let the sun deceive you - ever.

I love, love this picture. Originally, I want to take the photo of the crescent Moon, but the forlorn figure of this man, looking at the sun sets, prompt me to snap. He emits the aura of sadness, and it suits the mood of beautiful melancholy that is produced by the presence of twilight.

Isn't this photo glorious? I could never describe the feelings when I watch the nightfall. Let your imagination room unrestricted, and I leave it to you to soar above the sky, and feel free to feel anything, anything at all.

This is, without a doubt, the best capuccino I've ever drank. Seriously. I have my fair share of drinking capucino, mind you. A habit that I pick in recent years, blame it to my best friends back in UiTM. This coffee costs me 3.50 euro, but it worths every cent. My dad will love this coffee, he normally takes tea instead of coffee, as the caffeine will make him awake all night. And I watch the goals scored by the qualifying teams for the World Cup 2010. I need to finish the analysis by 11 June then.

This is the situation in the port before we are allowed to board on the ship. Lots of people, Europeans, Hollanders themselves as well as the people from the UK. Owh I nearly forgot that I'm a foreigner myself. There are two Malay families, in which I have a pleasure to make acquaintance. And I see a Russian Team! They are wearing the red shirts, but I do not what event they are competing at.

This is the prime reason why I keep coming back to Amsterdam. And I would really like to see the tulips, perhaps next year, by Allah's will.

I love, love spring in Amsterdam. It's really gorgeous, and I'm drunk in its beauty. The canals, the architecture, the shopping materials, the people, the trams. Owh did I tell you that I was nearly run over by a tram? My beg was hit, and I nearly lost a balance, Alhamdulillah there was a fence that saved me where I cling to it with my life.


And guess what? Most people guess that I'm an Indonesian, or Phillipine! While I was waiting for Anis at the KFC, Ibu Tini who owns a restaurant bought me coffee and Zinger Burger. Yes, the KFC in Amsterdam is halal, given to the growing Muslim population. I was quite embarrased actually, I just had my lunch, it wasn't like I was a refugee in need of a good food. Alhamdulillah, it's a rezk, isn't it?

This post is long. Forgive me.

I missed Anis already, and them in Malaysia, and some of them in the UK. Aihh, penat plak nak tulis. Too many continents then.


Must dash!
Love, as always.

YANG MAHA CEPAT RIDHA-NYA

I'M STUNNED

I'm stunned. Seriously. I recover these pictures, that give so much meaning to my life at the time it was created.

KUATKANLAH AZAM ANDA!

Salams,

Bismillah hir-Rahman nir-rahim,

Allahumma SOlli 'Ala Saidina Muhamad, wa'aala 'Aali Saidina Muhamad.

Sahabat-sahabat yang dimuliakan kerana Allah swt.

Saya sangat cemburu dengan Prof. Kamil yang kini bermastautin di Madinah. Allah Allah Allah. Semasa saya di sana selama 8 hari, Allah swt hanya mengizinkan saya menjejak kan kaki ke Masjid Nabawi hanya untuk 3 waktu solat, dan ke Raudhah hanya sekali iaitu pada malam Jumaat. Allahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, dan saya diserang demam selama 5 hari semenjak saya menjejakkan kaki ke Madinah. Hanya 3-4 kali sahaja saya mampu menziarahi Baginda Rasulullah saw. Itu pun banyak nya cuma dari jauh. 

Mahu sahaja bersangka buruk dengan takdir ini, tetapi saya sudah berjanji supaya saya mesti menjadi salah seorang umat Rasulullah saw yang terbaik. 

Cita-cita saya adalah mahu dikuburkan di Baqi'. Salah satunya. Ini kerana saya mahu bangkit bersama Baginda, mahu sekali di beri minuman dari telaga Kauthar', dicedok oleh tangan Baginda yang mulia. Kerana itu setiap kali rakaat, kalau tidak surah Al-Ikhlas, surah Al-Kauthar' yang saya lantunkan. 

Kadang-kadang saya terasa dejavu', tiba-tiba saya sudah berada di Masjid Nabawi, di depan saya adalah kubah hijau yang mulia itu, di waktu petang, rona-rona merah dan jingga mewarnai alam. 

Ya Rasulullah saw!

Saya mahu ke sana lagi. Tetapi nama saya sudah di 'black' listkan oleh Tabung Haji. Saya ngga mahu mengambil hak orang lain, yang pastinya mereka mahu menyempurnakan rukun Islam mereka. Ya, ini sudah pasti memerlukan saya solat hajat dengan lebih kuat lagi. Prof Kamil solat hajat selama setahun untuk menunaikan haji. Sedangkan saya? Dasar tidak tahu di untung. 

Bantulah saya, doakanlah saya supaya istiqomah!

Kepada rakan-rakan yang membaca post saya ini, yang sudi mengambil iktibar, kuatkan lah azam anda mahu ke sana, biarkan setiap sen dan ringgit yang anda 'earn' itu, diniatkan ditabungi untuk urusan haji. Anak kecil, keluarga, ladang-ladang, reban ayam itik kambing lembu kerbau, urusan perniagaan atau pekerjaan, jangan lah ia melalaikan anda! Pergilah di waktu muda ini! Kuatkan niat anda! Ini kerana, kita tidak tahu usia kita. Rakan adik saya, meninggal di umur 24. Pelajar saya, meninggal pada umur 18. Nah, sekurang-kurangnya, jika anda sudah berniat mahu menunaikan haji, mungkin kan anda akan terlepas kalau anda tidak sempat mengerjakannya?