Anxious- Are we?

Kalau online YM or MSN around this time,mesti nampak a lot of side messeges about exam- ada yang wish good luck, ada yang reminded on exam is nearer and not forgetting those who are anxious for the upcoming papers.

The same goes for some bloggers.

One that attracted my attention was anxiousness, fearfulness, 'cuak'ness, nervousness and all those along that line… True, as we come near to the dreadful dates, we realized that we haven’t study enough and we need more time to prepare.

Then I came across these ayahs in the Quran:

"Telah dekat kepada manusia hari menghisab segala amalan mereka, sedang mereka berada dalam kelalaian lagi berpaling (daripadanya).

Tidak datang kepada mereka satu ayat Al-Quran pun yang baru (diturunkan) dari Tuhan mereka, melainkan mereka mendengarnya, sedang mereka bermain-main

(lagi) hati mereka dalam keadaan lalai." [Al-Anbiyaa’ (21): 1-3]

We can feel the fear as exam is nearer and we study even harder, burning the midnight oil and having loads of coffee to stay up. At this time, our ability to do the best is seen.

But then, when I came across those ayahs, suddenly I was asking myself: I'm so anxious of the coming papers, but have I no fear to the coming days that Allah has promised?

How come we do NOT have the same fear?

Sedangkan, hari yang dijanjikan itu semakin hampir. Malahan kita tak pernah tahu bila exactly hari itu akan tiba. Bukankah kita sepatutnya bekerja lebih keras untuk menghadapi Hari Kiamat sebab kita tak tahu bila ianya akan datang?

I mean, it can come in a few more moments; it can come tomorrow, or next year. But the point is, we have absolutely NO idea when it will come, thus we have to prepare ourselves ALL the time… right?

Bayangkan, hari ni kita ada lecture pukul dua, lepas common lunch hour. Tiba-tiba dalam kelas, lecturer kita dengan riangnya meng-announce 'We have a test today!' Siapa tak cuak? I mean if only the lecturer told us even BEFORE the lunch hour started, AT LEAST we have one hour to prepare, right? But no, we were relaxing, munching our lunch while chatted happily with our friends.

And that looked EXACTLY the same as how surah Al-Anbiyaa’ (1-3) described us…

If the above situation happens to us, we’ll feel angry towards our lecturer, right? Now, should the lecturer told us even about a few hours earlier, or the day earlier, we could prepare ourselves right?

The thing is, Allah has reminded us in the Quran that we're nearing As-Saah (Kiamat)- yet, why are we being ignorant?

Are we not afraid just as how we’re on exam papers?

Buang tebiat...

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//Really have nothing else to do (refer to the quiz above) after I've FINISHED my essay! At last! I'm really glad that now it's out of the way, I could concentrate on studying for the exam! *Yay*

Homer tone: need sleep~ Slept at (Whining tone:) 4 a.m. on Monday and had only then woke at 5 a.m. this morning to finish up the essay... Oh wait, I can't.. (irritated tone now) Have to go to uni and submit the essay then finish up SDL (Self Directed Learning) in Pharmacology Lab... (tired tone:) Then have to go to the city to pick up the visa and buy some stuff!

In conclusion, I am very tired and in so much need of sleep, so please don't irritate me today :p Oh... a friend slept over last night- at least that boost up my morale to continue working on the essay last night ;) Then Dini called, asking some question on biology... I realized that maybe I need to revise some of my Normal System (basic anatomy, histology and physiology) stuff... :p

Jump to: [Nahnu Du'at, Laa Qudhat]

An interesting short story based on a true experience:

'Pada suatu pagi di awal musim salju.. 4 sekawan sedang study di library.. ana, sorang muslim brother, ngan 2 org Chinese. Dua2 org Chinese tu beragama kristian.. tapi sorang ni sgt kuat pegangan agamanya.

Tetibe, krsitian ni cite pasal documentary yg dia tgk kat tv smalam.. about an Afghanistan girl, yg berumur 11 thn..

Pengarah dokumentari tu bg komen pasal kisah tu.. Katanya, "If only the girl was born in other countries" Mungkin dia rasa budak tu takkan sedegil tu kalau dia lahir kat tempat lain.. mungkin dia akan jadi moderate muslim macam kebanyakan muslims sekarang..'

Jump to The Truth Will Remain As The Truth to read the full story.

Saudara jauh!

Salam,

I've always wonder if I have any long lost relatives here in Perth... Hah! And guess what?
I DO!

Bangun dari tidur petang (which I rarely do), duduk depan lap top sebentar sebelum sambung revising nota Infectious Diseases, tiba-tiba ada phone call. Terkejut juga pada mulanya... rupa-rupanya dia pangkat Wan (nenek) saya... And it turns out that her daughter is doing first year in UWA as well :p

'Umm... habis tu saya nak panggil apa?' 'Wan Long la... sebab your atuk dengan I are cousin'

Hehe.... Family belah Kapar... tu la... masa raya tak pergi ziarah unlike family Ummie... sekarang tak kenal, salah siapa?? Hmm... Mama, kita pernah pergi rumah depa ke??

Answer

Hey hey! What do we have here? Click!

FiLailati Minallayaali...

For the past few weeks (or month I think), some of us were looking around for the lyric and nasyeed called FiLailati Minallaayali... And a few sites put up the sources...


#Not exactly a picture of the night, but... oh well...
(Filailati Minallayali=In one of the nights)

For those who want the meaning of the Arabic song in English, you can get it from here: My New Life: Filailaty Minallayaali [English Version]. You can also download the song from this site.

For those who want the Arabic lyric (as well as 'preview' of the song), head to: Navigation Log: Lirik Lagu Fi Lailati Minal Layali

Hope that helps.

P/s-Listen to the song, and understand the lyric thoroughly...

Wassalam.

Update!

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Wassalam.

Luahan apa yang tersarang di kepala

Ada dua benda yang ingin saya kongsi bersama sejak kebelakangan ini. Niatnya pada mulanya saya tak mahu menulis selagi belum sempat menyemak segala fakta berkenaan dua perkara ini. Namun, sejak kebelakangan ini saya sedar bahawa semakin dekat tarikh untuk menghantar assignment, semakin panik jadinya, semakin kerap tangan menekan papan kekunci laptop Acer ni...

Wahid:
Setiap kali solat berjemaah dengan teman di Sir Charles Gairdner Hospital, setiap kali itulah terfikir tentang aurat. Bila solat, lazimnya masyarakat muslimah di Malaysia (dan hampir semua di Asia Tenggara rasanya) akan mengenakan telekung labuh... biasanya berwarna putih, kadang-kadang berkain pelekat yang labuh.

Tapi di sini, ianya bukanlah sesuatu yang pelik apabila anda melihat seseorang itu solat dengan apa yang dipakainya sahaja... Ya, rambutnya ditutup, tudungnya menutup dada, bajunya tidak menampakkan 'curve' kewanitaannya... Pendek cerita, auratnya ditutup lengkap. Maka tiada masalah untuk solat bukan?

Kadang-kadang saya juga termasuk dalam kategori itu. Terfikir sejenak ketika bersolat di rumah tempoh hari... Kalau kita mengaku kita berpakaian menutup aurat, maka mengapa kita masih lagi tercari-cari akan telekung ketika mahu solat? Tidak cukupkah bersembahyang dengan apa yang kita pakai kerana kita telah menutup aurat?

Kalau jawapannya tidak, maka kita belum lagi menutup aurat sepenuhnya bukan??

Sedangkan wajib bagi wanita Muslim yang baligh itu menutup aurat. Jika setakat mengenakan tudung, tapi baju masih lagi menampakkan susuk badan yang menggiurkan, itu bukan menutup aurat namanya. Kalau tudung di kepala masih tidak mampu dilabuhkan menutupi dada, itu fesyen namanya, bukan menutup aurat.

Jika kita mencari telekung menutup segala yang haram pada pandangan bukan mahram di dalam solat ketika berdepan dengan Allah; bukankah perkara yang sama perlu dilakukan luar dari solat? Sedangan bukan ketika solat sahaja Allah itu Maha Melihat... ZatNya itu wujud 24/7!

Isnain:
"I suka tengok iklan yang Government kat sini buat," komen saya pada teman serumah. Entah kali keberapa ayat yang sama itu diulangi sejak dari tahun lepas.

Tapi realitinya memang benar. Iklan-iklan mengenai kemalangan jalan raya, kempen anti merokok ('QuitWA'), kempen 'against domestic violence', anti-dadah dsbg nya sungguh efektif. Bayangkan, dalam kempen anti-merokok iklan tersebut menayangkan peparu manusia dianalogikan dengan plastik pembungkus yang mempunyai ruang-ruang kecil 'air bubble'... ala, kalau ayah kita beli barangan elektronik masa kita kecik-kecik dulu, kita akan ambil 'safety package wrapping' tu dan tekan 'bubbles' tu sampai pecah dengan bunyi 'pop!' (well, I used to do that anyway).

Kemudian, setiap kali kita merokok, nyalaan merah itu ditujukan ke 'air bubble'; maka pecahlah satu 'bubble'. Begitulah juga realitinya... setiap kali seseorang itu merokok, setiap kali itu juga alveolarnya rosak... Paru-paru yang tidak punya cukup alveolar bermaksud tidak punya cukup ruang untuk pertukaran oksigen di dalamnya...

Menakutkan, bukan?

Agaknya apa lagi iklan 'hasil tangan' kerajaan Malaysia selain dari kekuningan gigi iklan anti-merokok ye? Iklan-iklan yang menakutkan akan memberi impak tak pada pengguna jalan raya di Malaysia yang sungguh horror terror??

Wallahualam bissawab...

Breakfast

What's for breakfast today?

Brownies!

Second attempt, alhamdulillah it worked ;)

Initially I was planning to make myself pancakes... Well, lempeng to be exact. Then Lia called me, asking if I want to make the cookies. Well, brownies actually...
So off we went, into the small kitchen and took out all the ingredients.

Man, this stuff is rich with chocolate! I'd never eat chocolate for the rest of the month again!

Now, what's for lunch?

Friendly chat

Walking through the ground of Trinity College, I was hoping I wouldn't miss the 78 bus that goes straight to Wellington Bus Station- so that I have less distance to walk to Joy Tours in NorthBridge.

My hope crushed when the said bus went away the moment I stepped into the parking lot of that college that opened to the bus stop area.

Panting, I said onto the bench. A moment later, a lady- no less than 60 years old I presumed- came and sitting next to me, flashing a friendly smile. I smiled back. And soon, we were chatting like she was my peer that I just met.

I wonder if that would happen back home- while waiting for bus or LRT, you could just straightfully strike an easy and friendly conversation with a stranger?
Then we talked about where I came from and she asked if I call home every night.
'Every night?! No way! I'll be running out of stories if I call home every night'
No, I told her, but I call every week... 'With two hours on average per call' I added silently.

Anak emak, you asked? I don't mind with that title, because I know I'll still be under my dad's (and parents' at that) wing until I married.

Good, she said and she then emphasized the importance of family ties and how home will be home no matter where you are or where you like. I agreed. And somehow, that make me miss home more...

The conversation stopped when the bus came. 102- oh well, that doesn't stop in Wellington, but I might find a shorter way to NorthBridge through the city. Coming back from the city, I felt so lethargic that I swollowed one panadol, followed by a s sleep after Isya' around 7 p.m. As a result, I didn't call my cousin at 10 as promised... *guilty as charged...*

I wonder if I'm getting another fever again?