Friday Post (I can't think of an entry's tittle)

5.30 a.m.- A Toyota Tarago pulled in at Mounts Bay Apartment parking lot to pick up a few girls. Soon, they went to Bently to gather, rearranging stuff and then will depart for down south of Western Australia.

This is the start of Winter Sonata 2006...
*sob sob*
Wargh!! Nak ikut!!!!

Since I have no winter break-wahat-so-ever, I can't join this trip.
On the other hand, I was asked to scrubbed in two days ago for a femoral-peroneal bypass on a patient, and helped with tiny tiny little stuff in the operation- which I was glad.

Then yesterday, we had the chance to watch an above-knee-amputation on another patient... It reminded me of the lectures that Dr. Salam (from Doctors for Iraq) gave, about how they do not have the adequate facilities, anaesthetic etc there because of the occupation now... I cringed to imagine this kind of operation to be done only under local anaesthetic.

Tonight, I'll be joining the intern for the night shift...

Monday Post

[First]
Most days last week was spent as Intan's place. (Yes, that includes the sleepover). And finally on Friday and Saturday night, Kme, Fit and Ijan decided to join as well (along with people from Curtin, who had been there since Wednesday night). It was full house- even felt like kat kampung on Sunday morning, where some where busy eating breakfast, going in and out of the toilet, cooking lunch and generally chatting.

UWAMSA (UWA Muslim Student Association) organized lunch at Matilda Bay (sisters only). It was a great outdoor lunch (despite the fact that I was too tired- had only 2 hours sleep the night before for trying to finish up some homework)
After sending the girls home, called Alia who was at Harbour Town. To confirm some things, I decided to drive there. Not wanting to go alone, I dragged Sharan and Salwa with me. On the way, my car started to make this high pitch sound... In the end, we stopped at a carpark somewhere in Northbridge (I missed the turn to go into Harbour Town... sheesh)

While I was contemplating what to do, a car pulled off and this man asked if we need any helped. Told him what happened and he looked at the engine. "I think it's your alternator. Are you with any insurance or some sort?" "RAC" I said. "Yeah, best to call them, or drive home if you live around here then call them."
'Thank you pakcik baik'
So we called RAC and gave them details (I wasn't really sure where we were because when I missed the turn into Harbour Town, we got off track for a while... was thinking finding a place to do U-turn and go back to Harbour Town when decided it was better to stop as the sound got worse)

RAC Roadside Assistant came about 40 minutes after... Fixed it (alternator belt was loose or something), then we're fixed to go home... Alhamdulillah... I was so thankful with that!
'Thank you so much, pakcik rac!!'

In the end, we didn't get to go to Harbour Town...
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[Two]

Since I only got 2 hours sleep last night, I decided to sleep early to wake up very early in the morning to study. Before I got the chance to be woken up by my alarm clock, Fit called me, "Kak Wani!!! Dah bangun ke?? Kme punye flight malam ni, bukan malam esok!!!!"

Laaaaaa.... budak kecik ni.... Macam mane boleh salah tarikh...

So, off we go to the airport (it was 12.40 a.m. when we got there)
Surprise surprise... Royal Brunei was delayed to 4.30 p.m.!! So, off we go back home (Cik Kme included) at 1.10 a.m. (after I had a cup of coffee)

Make sure you claim a hotel/place to stay while waiting for connecting flight to KL from Brunei tomorrow night, yeah girl? Safe journey, insyaAllah.
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I hate you! You kill my brothers and sisters, over and over again, and give lame excuses each time... Wonder why the world keeps on being fooled by you when it was so clear that you are bloody murderers??!!

Let Allah gives us strength to protect our Land, our Deen, Ameen...

Sekadar hiasan

Terkelip-kelip mataku melihat gambar-gambarmu di internet
Ayu bertudung, tersenyum sendiri diri ini
Pantas jari-jari menekan tetikus
Namun terkesima seketika melihat paparan di depanku

Memang aku tidak layak menghakimi dirimu
Hanya dengan melihat gambar-gambar itu
Tetapi tertanya-tanya diriku sendiri
Apakah suruhan Yang Maha Esa itu satu permainan buatmu?

Apakah hijab itu sekadar hiasan buatmu, sahabat?
Yang sama tarafnya dengan baju-baju yang mendedahkan aurat wanita?

Atau barangkali, disitulah terletaknya harga dirimu?

Exam Fever

Semua sibuk study sekarang.... one week study break before exam starts next week.
Hence I'd like to wish everyone ALL THE BEST in their first sem exam...

And yes, I don't have any first sem exam
However, I did have one major Psych exam in Fremantle Hospital yesterday... Glad it's over ^_^
Then I'll be having another exam (Summative Exam) on June 22nd...

Oh, and thanks for the food last Sunday yeah girls? (See pictures at the sidebar)

Abdullah bin Abbas r.a berkata: Biasa Rasulullah membaca: Allahumma laka aslamtu, wa bika aamantu, wa a'laika tawakkaltu wa ilaika anabtu, wabika khooshomtu allaahumma a'uudzu bi'izzatika laa ilaaha illaa anta antudhillanii antal hayyul ladzii laa tamuutu wal jinnu wal'insu yamuutunna...
Yang bermaksud: Ya Allah, kepada-Mu saya menyerah, percaya dan tawakal, dan kepada-Mu pula saya akan kembali, dan kerana-Mu saya berjuang. Ya Allah, saya berlindung dengan kemuliaan -Mu, yang tiada Tuhan kecuali Engkau, janganlah menyesatkan aku. Engkau yang hidup yang tidak mati, sedang jin dan manusia semua bakal mati...(Hadith Bukhari, Muslim)

Thanks Fhad for the hadith...

Why she won't wear hijab!

Received this via email... Thought it might be interesting to share this with you

Why she WON'T wear hijab!

a discussion by A.Q. Alidost

"I'm so tired"
"Tired of what?"
"Of all these people judging me."
"Who judged you?"
"Like that woman, every time I sit with her, she tells me to wear hijab."
"Oh, hijab and music! The mother of all topics!"
"Yeah! I listen to music without hijab... haha!"
"Maybe she was just giving you advice."
"I don't need her advice. I know my religion. Can't she mind her own business?"
"Maybe you misunderstood. She was just being nice."
"Keeping out of my business, that would be nice..."
"But it's her duty to encourage you do to good."
"Trust me. That was no encouragement. And what do you mean 'good' ?"
"Well, wearing hijab, that would be a good thing to do."
"Says who?"
"It's in the Qur'an, isn't it?"
"Yes. She did quote me something."
"She said Surah Nur, and other places of the Qur'an."
"Yes, but it's not a big sin anyway. Helping people and praying is more important."
"True. But big things start with small things."
"That's a good point, but what you wear is not important. What's important is to have a good healthy heart."
"What you wear is not important?"
"That's what I said."
"Then why do you spend an hour every morning fixing up?"
"What do you mean?"
"You spend money on cosmetics, not to mention all the time you spend on fixing your hair and low-carb dieting."
"So?"
"So, your appearance IS important."
"No. I said wearing hijab is not an important thing in religion."
"If it's not an important thing in religion, why is it mentioned in the Holy Qur'an?"
"You know I can't follow all that's in Qur'an."
"You mean God tells you something to do, you disobey and then it's OK?"
"Yes. God is forgiving."
"God is forgiving to those who repent and do not repeat their mistakes."
"Says who?"
"Says the same book that tells you to cover."
"But I don't like hijab, it limits my freedom."
"But the lotions, lipsticks, mascara and other cosmetics set you free?! What's your definition of freedom anyway?"
"Freedom is in doing whatever you like to do."
"No. Freedom is in doing the right thing, not in doing whatever we wish to do."
"Look! I've seen so many people who don't wear hijab and are nice people, and so many who wear hijab and are bad people."
"So what? There are people who are nice to you but are alcoholic. Should we all be alcoholics? You made a stupid point."
"I don't want to be an extremist or a fanatic. I'm OK the way I am without hijab."
"Then you are a secular fanatic. An extremist in disobeying God."
"You don't get it, if I wear hijab, who would marry me?!"
"So all these people with hijab never get married?!"
"Okay! What if I get married and my husband doesn't like it? And wants me to remove it?"
"What if your husband wants you to go out with him on a bank robbery?!"
"That's irrelevant, bank robbery is a crime."
"Disobeying your Creator is not a crime?"
"But then who would hire me?"
"A company that respects people for who they are."
"Not after 9-11"
"Yes. After 9-11. Don't you know about Hanan who just got into med school? And the other one, what was her name, the girl who always wore a white hijab... ummm..."
"Yasmeen?"
"Yes. Yasmeen. She just finished her MBA and is now interning for GE."
"Why do you reduce religion to a piece of cloth anyway?"
"Why do you reduce womanhood to high heals and lipstick colours?"
"You didn't answer my question."
"In fact, I did. Hijab is not just a piece of cloth. It is obeying God in a difficult environment. It is courage, faith in action, and true womanhood. But your short sleeves, tight pants..."
"That's called 'fashion', you live in a cave or something? First of all, hijab was founded by men who wanted to control women."
"Really? I did not know men could control women by hijab."
"Yes. That's what it is."
"What about the women who fight their husbands to wear hijab? And women in France who are forced to remove their hijab by men? What do you say about that?"
"Well, that's different."
"What difference? The woman who asked you to wear hijab... she was a woman, right?"
"Right, but..."
"But fashions that are designed and promoted by male-dominated corporations, set you free? Men have no control on exposing women and using them as a commodity?! Give me a break!"
"Wait, let me finish, I was saying..."
"Saying what? You think that men control women by hijab?"
"Yes."
"Specifically how?"
"By telling women how and what to wear, dummy!"
"Doesn't TV, magazines and movies tell you what to wear, and how to be 'attractive'?"
"Of course, it's fashion."
"Isn't that control? Pressuring you to wear what they want you to wear?"

Silence

"Not just controlling you, but also controlling the market."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, you are told to look skinny and anorexic like that woman on the cover of the magazine, by men who design those magazines and sell those products."
"I don't get it. What does hijab have to do with products."
"It has everything to do with that. Don't you see? Hijab is a threat to consumerism, women who spend billions of dollars to look skinny and live by standards of fashion designed by men... and then here is Islam, saying trash all that nonsense and focus on your soul, not on your looks, and do not worry what men think of your looks."
"Like I don't have to buy hijab? Isn't hijab a product?"
"Yes, it is. It is a product that sets you free from male-dominated consumerism."
"Stop lecturing me! I WILL NOT WEAR HIJAB! It is awkward, outdated, and totally not suitable for this society... Moreover, I am only 20 and too young to wear hijab!"
"Fine. Say that to your Lord, when you face Him on Judgment Day."
"Fine."
"Fine."

Silence

"Shut up and I don't want to hear more about hijab niqab schmijab Punjab!"

Silence.

She stared at the mirror, tired of arguing with herself all this time. Successful enough, she managed to shut the voices in her head, with her own opinions triumphant in victory on the matter, and a final modern decision accepted by the society, rejected by the Faith: Yes to curls on the hair, no to hijab.

"And he(/she) is indeed a failure who corrupts it [the soul]!" Holy Qur'an, 91/10
Subhana'Allah!!!