Friday, 2 November 2007

COMPLIMENTARY BASE PAIRING

Assalamualaikum...(PEACE UPON YOU)

Friday, 2nd November 2007. 4 pm, Student Union Auditorium.

"Thank you for your attention." Dr Burton ended his talk today.
"Alhamdulillah". I whispered slowly. It was 4.pm, 1 hour exceeded from the real timetable. Anyway, It s fine.

"Korang, kita nak pergi ambil duit kat ATM la. korang balik dulu la," Arome told us.

"Ok," i replied.


Wani, macam mana nak buat Sup ayam?

Walking home together from the Student Union has again gave us precious time to talk about many things together. As usual, we were talking rather than chatting.

"Hari ni awak masak kan?" I asked atikah even though i known her answer already.

"Haah. kita ingat nak masak sup ayam la," she said. After a long pause, she asked, "Wani, macam mane nak buat sup ayam?'

"Oh senang je. Macam ni...."

After I have finished giving the recipe and the methods that I wished it will work on her ( because I don't really follow the recipe when I cook. I am like my mom. just "campak" the ingredients into the pan according my instinct. Really. Follow the Instinct- My cooking theory.),
she seemed look understand. Good. Before she went up stairs to her room, i wished her:

"Teaks, selamat memasak,".


Apsal senyap je ni?

" Isk.. mana la senior-senior medic ni. Tak online pun," I checked my Yahoo Messenger list.

"Macam- macam la soalan Histology ni," I started to murmur.

Sometimes, I asked my seniors the questions that i don't understand when doing my homework. on that evening, none of them online. maybe they were still in the hospital.

Sudenly, I wonder what atikah was doing. No noise at the kitchen. Really. I walked to the kitchen. It was qiuet. in deed.

" teaks, awak ok ke?" I asked her. No answer.

I went to our wet kitchen. I saw her. I stared at her face. She was frowning. I looked on the sink. There were maggi plastic covers.

" Eh, maggi?" I was speechless yet, my eyes staring clueless to her. She looked scared, I think.

" Mana sup ayam awak?"

" Sorry la. Rupa-rupanya ayam dah habis. Kita tak tau nak masak apa. Kita ingat nak masak maggi je," finally she said something.

Teaks, teaks. No wonder you look scared. She might feel guilty, I think.

" La..kenapa awak diam je. Panggil la kita. Bilik kita depan je tu teaks. Kesian awak," i said. I hope she won't feel down.

"Tak apa. Kita tolong awak la. Awak carry on je dengan maggi. Kita masak sayur," . I started chopping carrot .

"Tak pe ke makan maggi?" she asked, her voice was so slow.

"Rilek la teaks..tak da apa apa la. Jangan risau. Kitorang boleh je makan maggi. Nanti kita sambung kerja awak. kita masak sayur dulu. Dah nak masuk maghrib ni. Cuma lain kali, kalau ada problem, cakap dengan kita. jangan diam je. Ingat tu?"

Suddenly I felt guilty. Usually I was the one who buy raw food for our house. But I forget to tell her about the chicken. It was running out.

Sorry Teaks.



Complimentary BASE PAIRING.

That's my story. No, it is our story.

Me and atikah are like complimentary base pairing. I might be a little bit better than her at house work( i think so, don't you, teaks?), but I am quite lousy at certain things. Or..many things.

My new handphone and line....she was the one who helped me with payment procedures, to consult with the shop people, to activate my account..etc..

Lecture ...she is a good listener. At home, she is the one who explain the things that I don't understand. She have a marvelous ILA group discussion, excellent ILA notes and diagram..she shared with me. THANK YOU.

Time management? I think i win this time. I might be consistent with my daily life activities. I jot down everything in my planner. maybe she does too..but perhaps, I jot them clearer than her. hehe..why i am so sure? read these scenarios:

1. "Teaks, nanti pukul 5 kita bersiap eh?"
"Eh, pukul 5? nak pergi mana?"
"Eh, mak cik sorang ni. kan kita ade meeting NEXT?"
"Oh ..ha ah la..hehehheh"

2. "Teaks, jap lagi teman kita singgah kat Medical school reception. Nak hantar borang agreement ni"
"Eh, ada kena hantar apa-apa ke?"
"Eh, mak cik sorang ni..semalam ambil handbook purple tu, tak baca lagi ke? kan die suruh hantar borang kat belakang sekali tu?"
"Oh ye ke?..hehhehe" .....

But..what ever things happen, it is ok. ACCEPT EACH OTHER.

YES. WE ARE ACCEPTING EACH OTHER.



KASIH SAYANG.

Abu Hamzah Anas bin Malik, radiyallahu 'anhu, who was the servant of the Messenger of Allah, sallallahu 'alayhi wasallam, reported that the Prophet, sallallahu 'alayhi wasallam, said:

"None of you truly believes (in Allah and in His religion) until he loves for his brother what he loves for himself"

Nobody is perfect except Allah. The most Gracious, the most Merciful.

I thank to Allah for granting me millions of NIKMAT.

I thank to Allah for granting me Iman, islam. And LOVE.

I thank to Allah for granting me people who LOVE me.

I thank to Allah for granting me people that I LOVE.

This is ISLAM.

ISLAM IS ALL ABOUT LOVE

ISLAM IS ALL ABOUT PEACE.


wallahualam.










Thursday, 1 November 2007

PERBAHARUI IMAN..sy teringat kmb~

assalamualaikum..

alhamdulillah...hari ini allah gerakkan hati saya untuk mencoretkan sesuatu yang saya harap dapat memberi manfaat kepada semua.

alhamdulillah..kalimah agung yang tidak pernah pudar kehebatannya...allah beri peluang kepada saya dan sahabat serumah saya untuk memperbaharui iman. saya dan sahabat baik yang sangat saya sayangi, Atikah cuba mengorak langkah menghidupkan biah yang sihat di teratak kami. buat pertama kali setelah solat berjemaah, mini halaqah mula dibentuk. hati-hati mula ditautkan. kasih sayang fillah mula disuburkan. ketenangan mula meresap nurani. ketika itu, hati saya terdetik.ketenangan bertemu akhowat yang dikasihi ini benar-benar membuatkan saya merindui saudara-saudara saya di bumi kolej mara banting.

alhamdulillah...kalimah unggul ini datang hinggap ke lubuk hati saya setelah selesai menyampaikan tazkirah sedaya mampu saya. mengimbau saat pertama menjejakkan kaki ke bumi UK, saya mengajak akhowat yang saya kasihi menilai apakah tujuan kita terbang meninggalkan tanah air tercinta. setiap sesuatu yang dilakukan perlu ada matlamat. sedangkan allah rabbul jalil mencipta jin dan manusia punya matlamat-Nya (rujuk surah azzariyat ayat 56).
Begitu juga kita yang bergelar manusia. perlu punya matlamat hidup. perlu ada erti hidup. jika kita hidup mengejar sesuatu bersifat duniawi, nescaya itu sahaja yang akan kita dapat. tetapi jika hidup ini dilangsungkan kerana sesuatu yang lebih bersifat hakiki, bergembiralah golongan yang memilih matlamat hidup ini.

kehidupan adalah satu pengembaraan. pengembaraan untuk mencari erti kehidupan. dan setiap pengembaraan akan lesu tanpa semangat jihad. saya mengajak akhowat saya lagi untuk mengimbau peribadi unggul salahuddin al ayyubi. panglima islam yang sangat digeruni musuh. semangat jihad yang tidak pernah luntur. inilah contoh umat islam gemilang. inilah idola umat islam. mungkin bagi kita ia terlalu ideal, tetapi tidak mustahil. kerana sesungguhnya ISLAM ITU IDEAL TETAPI IA TIDAK MUSTAHIL.

alhamdulillah begitu hebat sejarah islam. INILAH SEJARAH KITA. namun, adakah kita hanya mampu membiarkan kehebatan itu hanya disimpan dalam lipatan sejarah?

tepuk dada tanya iman.

Monday, 29 October 2007

nazirah oo nazirah..

assalamualaikum...

NAZIRAH & BLOG

my first time blogging...thanks to nazirah who kept insisting me to write blog. i did not bother to write/read people's blogs before because i thought it s all about people's diary..nothing less. full stop. but nazirah convinced me that writing blog can be a means of dakwah...if your intention to write is because you wish that people will gain something in their life from their reading..insyaalah you may someday touch and reach their heart. I started to think. yes! you are right, nazi....

Now, I am in Sheffield, miles away from home. Away from family. Away from friends (or the exact word, Akhowat) who really care about me. Away from Biah Solehah. But I believe that's not the reason for anybody of us to escape from continuing the WAY OF LIFE that we had preserved.

MISSING A LOT

I must tell something. I miss the people who showed me the Beauty of Islam. I miss the people who showed me The Sweetness of Ukhwah and Mahabbah. I miss everyone who had touched and reached my heart with Islam as the main ingredient in their approaches. I am sure you know who I am talking about. Their are all my sisters. My sisters who were never say NO when I asked for help and guidance. My sisters who were holding my hands tightly when I was about to collapse.

I miss the moment we first time met together.
I miss the moment we started to know each other.
I miss the moment we were laughing and crying together.
I wish our LOVE will be always blossom forever.

Saudaramu,

iman_muslihah