Rasulullah, I Love You

Today I went to a study circle conducted by Ayn Academy.

We video stream a live discussion from Sydney (or was it Melbourne).

This time, we discussed Seerah (History) of Muhammad for 14 weeks.

I came to the 10th week.

Anyway, it was one of the BEST talk I've ever been to.

At first I was lost, since I just joined and I've missed the earlier classes.

After about 20 minutes, I got on track.

And, also the fact that it was held in English, I consider myself to still have a barrier in English.

InsyaAllah, I'll try to improve.

Here's an extract I would like to share with all readers, I'm shortening the story a bit but here goes:

When Muhammad SAW went to Ta'if to preach, after all the hardships in Makkah during the first stage, they throw him out of the village and pelt him with rocks. Badly injured, bleeding, and completely exhausted, he hid behind a wall of rocks, in between the valley.

It was then that Jibreel appeared, furious at the people of Ta'if, and brought a message from Allah, that if His Beloved Messenger wanted, Allah would command the Angels to turn the hill upon which the settlement of Ta'if existed, upside down.

Jibreel awaited for an answer from the Messenger of Allah. Instead of taking up such an overpowering option, the Most Beloved of Allah prayed otherwise:

"O Allah, please consider my weakness,

my shortage of means,

and the little esteem that people have of me.

Oh, most Merciful Allah,

You are the Lord of the oppressed,

and You are my Lord.

To whom would You leave my fate?

To a stranger who insults me?

Or to an enemy who dominates me?

Would I that You have no wrath against me!

Your pleasure alone is my objective.

Under the light of Your faith which illuminates all darkness and on which this world and the other depend, I take my refuge.

I pray that I may not become the object of Your wrath and anger.

To You alone belongs the right to blame and to chastise until Your pleasure is met.

There is neither power nor strength except in You."

Tears actually flowed down to my cheeks at that moment.

Rasulullah, what a wonderful person you are.

You were patient and you could actually controlled your emotions.

Be good to other people,

even if they treat you bad.

CatDog

Today I spent two hours standing in the cold...

*chuckels*

Haha...

I was volunteering for AWL's Donation Day.

It's an annual event.

Know how I found out bout it?

Well, a letter came to our rented house, with the envelope cover printed AWL on it and pictures of animal. It must've been for the previous tenant. But, seeing it was nothing personal, I opened the letter. And, true enough, it wasn't. It was a note about this annual Donation Day and that they were recruiting volunteers.

Being fired with the fuel to gain experiences, anything goes.

As long as it doesn't involve patting the dogs, or anything like that, I'm cool.

So, there you find me standing at the corner of Rundle Mall, right outside Darrel Lea's chocolate shop. I stand with my blue hijab (since the AWL's theme is blue).

So, yeah.

It was fun indeed. I actually had the chance to observe many different types of people walking along the street. And some cute incidents happen as well. LOL! There was this high school girl was waving at me from a bus?! Hehe... She was just playing around I guess and when I waved back, she go a

head and tell her friends; feeling all excited that a woman in hijab just waved back at her - at least that's what I think she said (^_^)

Most people that dropped by at my checkpoint were the elders. And it feels good when someone returns my smile. And the first gentleman who drop a coin in my tin said, "here you go, I just wanted to put a smile on your face." It's as if he knew I wasn't getting any at the moment. Hihi... Thanks mate!

Today, the experience I got was to be confident. I don't think it was easy standing there, and people walk by you. Especially when I'm dressed different to other people. It really helped me build my self-confidence and boost my love towards Islam. (haha.... some might find it weird, but yeah, that's my personal feelings)

Anyway, I'm gonna try my best to 'gain' as much as i can from Australia and make myself a better Muslim. It doesn't mean that you have to be in a Muslim country to learn Islam. Islam is everywhere, just seek and Allah will show you.

"Ya Allah, please guide me and make me a better Muslim"

Sayonara Jahiliah

Astaghfirullah...

I seriously need to mirror myself.

Hmm?

I think I've looked to much in the mirror?

hahah... Aishah Loves Miror!~

I've been reading this book:

Petunjuk Sepanjang Jalan

by

As-Syahid Syed Qutb

Well, I still haven't finished it. Because I only read it when I take the bus to and fro my house and uni. (I think it's because I've lost my passion in reading-at least that's what my house mate said) But anyway, one of the things I got from the book so far is that Islam and Jahiliah can't stand together.

Actually, it's what my mind conclude after i) going to talk by ISMA-SA, ii) chattings with fellow mates from the Cambodian Humanitarian Group back when I was in MARA College Seremban (it was a KMS-KMB joined activity), and iii) a recent act of one of my friends deleting ALL of her Japan-Korea collections in her laptop (shouts in head: ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!).

And then, it actually got me thinking... What's the point of me idoling all these people that don't even worship the same God, don't even believe Muhammad is the messenger of Allah, don't even care whatever happens to Islam, and DON'T EVEN KNOW ME. (lol-the last part was not necessary)

My point is, somehow I figured out that idoling these people had consumed my time, my energy, my money, my life focus and MOST importantly; my laptop's memory space! Hence, I decided that that's it! I should do this! I opened the folder: Video, while holding the Ctrl buton, I clicked on the folder English, Hilary Duff, Christina Aguilera, Japanese+Kpop, NEWS, Tackey&Tsubasa, Shimizu Shota, Tohishinki, WaT, and pushed the button: DELETE.

POOF!

They're gone! Forever~

(x_x)

Next, I opened the folder: Pictures: Kotaishi Kiseki: and again I deleted all my collections of kawaii no sashin, all the pics of Namba-sempai, Tackey, Tsubasa, Micky, DBSK, NEWS that I've spent hours and hours looking for and staring at and drools over... how many zillion hours I've wasted?! But all those were easy. Videos, pictures-EASY.

Last stop-MUSIC folder. I clicked on the folders...

Anime...

(my inner-self speaks: but Aishah, you use the songs for dance-aerobic)

English....

(my inner-self speaks: but Aishah, some of the songs actually have very good messages!)

Jpop&Korean.....

(my inner-self speaks: but Aishah, those songs are also very suitable for your dance-aerobic)

Hindi......

(my inner-self speaks: go ahead, I don't mind)

I stop.

Oh maan~

I can't do this.

My inner-self is talking tooo much.

.....a minute passed.....

I couldn't do it.

In the end I just deleted Hindi folder.

And, just now, while writing this blog, I realize something...

I didn't not delete the other folders because I need them for dance-aerobik etc, it's just that, I still enjoy listening to them.

Insya-allah, I'll find the strength to fully pull myself out from Jahiliah.

Pray for me! Support me!

Finally, I would like to share a video by Maher Zain: Insyaallah~

Enjoy!

LCElceLCElce

Language and Cultural Exchange program.

Yup. That's the thing I joined in Uni currently.

First, my aim was to find local friends.

Then I attended one of their events-Dumpling making evening.

Quite nice. Met some nice people.

People who asked me bout the 'tudung'.

People who asked me bout the '4 wives'.

People who asked me bout 'Jesus-prophet'.

And also a small debate ignited but...

I was not ready to go further so I slow down the heat to minify the fire.

See how unready I am and how little my knowledge is?

Felt a little down then.

And then there was this guy who was really interested to know bout Islam.

He said that he's not really atheist, and not really sticking to any religion.

But he's learning them: "Life is short, you've gotta learn everything" was what he said.

I hope his search leads him to find the truth.

Next, was Sushi Making Evening.

This time I offered to be one of the volunteers when Jonnie sent out emails looking for some.

Just had "I wanna enjoy uni life and this will be a chance to get networking" in my mind.

And tadaa!

I was the receptionist.

Welcoming participants from all walks of life on that event.

The pre-event meeting and place setting up was quite interesting.

Little had I thought I'll be facing some Islamic matters/issues.

This time I got to explain why dead sea creatures are Halal and land creatures aren't Halal unless slaughtered. That was to Minami and Jonnie.

Then I got to explain to Cypress, Sam, and Ai bout how Muslim women don't handshake with men. It happened when Cypress hold out his hand to handshake mine when we first met and I just greet him by holding both hands together (refer above pic) like Indonesians do (according to abah). Surprised to know that they thought I can only handshake with Muslim men before I clarified that it applies to all men except blood-related family.

I also got to talk bout what my name means in Arabic. (^_^)

Glad I did all that-well not all.

Now I felt like I'm more than that in LCE.

I'm actually one of Islam's ambassador.

It's scary... thinking bout it.

But I'll try.

'Coz now Jonnie offered me to be one of LCE's event organizers/volunteers.

There's still a long way to go...

"Ya Allah, janganlah kau berikan sesuatu yang tak mampu aku pikul.

Kau lebih menegtahui, dan kaulah sebaik-baik perancang.

Maka berilah sesuatu yang Kau tahu adalah terbaik buatku."

mengenali orang bumi kangaroo

it's been more than 1 month since i arrive in oz.

startin' to learn their slang.

mula-mula...

rasa cam xleh masuk dgn diorang.

maybe i feel like there's a barrier.

it's easier to start a conversation with another asian- chinese, etc than to converse with them

however their elders are super friendly and very nice.

so, i was starting to feel like i can't survive here.

i can't get to feel comfortable in tutes.

i don't really speak much in tute class.

and it felt really uncomfortable.

but then this week.

i don't what and how it triggered me to converse with this oz.

he was sitting beside me in lecture.

and true it is, i just asked him one single line and he was so into the conversation and at last we were talking quite comfortably. chatting bout stuffs, bout oz, bout winter coming.

it was cool.

so, basically, i think we have to start coz we don't feel like we belong there and they maybe some of them do wanna talk to us but since we're different (pakai tudung and all), so they think twice bout it.

dakara misaki, shimpai-surun!

everything's gonna be alright...

Adelaide...

alhamdulillah

at last, i am here in ADELAIDE!!!

after 9 hours of flight delay,
Malaysian Airlines System paid their apologies by giving us free accomodation for the night
and delicious, luscious choclates AND RM100 inflight shopping voucher!!!
so i bought the lip protectant stick that i had planned to buy.

i arrived safely at 1730 in adelaide.
took my bags, went for quarantine
and none of my stuffs were taken (well i didnt bring any weird stuffs nor food)

when we (me, ainul and sakinah) went out,
the ever do caring seniors were aleady there, waiting for us.
then we went straight to a malaysian resident house.
there was a gathering for the new students.
but i was too tired from the flight that their words didnt really register.

and now, finally.
i am resting and typing this blog entry.

Kepade mreke2 yg nk menghantar dan menerime hantaran..pk2n

“Sayang, tengok nih. Cantiknya AlQuran nih.. Warna keemasan. Sesuai untuk kita buat hantaran” pekik Jamilah kepada Nabil..

“Sini pun cantik juga. Warna unggu keemasan. Mana satu kita nak beli nih” balas Nabil.

Mereka sedang asyik mencari bahan-bahan untuk dibuat hantaran. Tinggal satu lagi yang masih dicari-cari iaitu AlQuran yang bakal dijadikan hantaran.

“Tapi, yang ni lagi best, ada terjemahan arab” keluh Jamilah.

“Ala, awak bukan reti pun bahasa arab” jawab Nabil..

Tergelak Jamilah. Berbahagia rasanya dapat calon suami seperti Nabil. Prihatin..

“Apa yang saudara cari tu. Nampak seronok saya lihat” tegur pakcik berbaju putih. Jaluran baju ke bawah menampakkan lagi seri wajah seorang pakcik dalam lingkungan 40-an.

“Oh, kami cari AlQuran. Nak buat hantaran. Maklumlah, nak bina masjid” sengih Nabil. Jamilah ikut senyum tidak jauh dari situ..

“Oh. Bagus lah. Adik selalu baca waktu bila?” pakcik menyoal sambil tersenyum.

“Aa... aa.. lama dah saya tak baca, pakcik“ teragak-agak Nabil menjawab. Jamilah sudah di sebelah rak yang lain.

“Kalau gitu, tak perlu lah beli AlQuran kalau sekadar hantaran. Kesian ALQuran. Itu bukan kitab hiasan, dik” tegur pakcik berhemah.

“Alah, pakcik nih. Kacau daun pulak urusan orang muda.. Kami beli ni nak baca la” tiba-tiba Jamilah muncul dengan selamba jawapannya.

“Oh, baguslah. Kalau gitu beli lah tafsir ArRahman. Ada tafsiran lagi” cadang pakcik. Mukanya nampak seperti orang-orang ahli masjid.

“Ala, besar lah pakcik. Kami nak pilih nih. Kiut lagi” senyum Jamilah mengangkat bungkusan AlQuran warna unggu keemasan. Saiznya kecil.

“Jangan lupa baca ya” pakcik dengan selamba sambil meninggalkan pasangan tersebut.

“Sibuk je la pakcik tu” Jamilah mengomel.

Nabil kelihatan serba salah. Mungkin ‘terpukul’ dengan kata-kata seorang pakcik yang muncul secara tiba-tiba.

Hari yang dinantikan sudah tiba. Mereka sudah bersolek. Hari nan indah. Terlalu indah buat pasangan teruna dan dara yang bakal disatukan. Nabil dan Jamilah tidak sabar-sabar menantikan ucapan indah tersebut.

Pak imam baru sahaja sampai.

“Assalamualaikum semua” ucapan salam Pak Imam bergema.

Nabil bagai hidup semula. Dirinya terkejut. Jantung bagai gugur serta merta. Mungkin tidak percaya apa yang dipandangnya dihadapan.

Ahli-ahli keluarga berebut-rebut bersalaman dengan Pak Imam. Mukanya berseri-seri. Janggutnya putih. Jubah putih. Rambutnya ada yang berwarna putih.

“Inikah pengantin hari ini?” tegur selamba Ustaz Saad.

“Pak.. Ustaz.. kabar baik, pak... usta.. ustazz..” jawab Nabil mengigil. Jamilah juga terkebil-kebil melihat kelibat orang yang dikenali di kedai buku 2 bulan lalu.

“Oh, sebelum tu, saya suka mendengar bacaan adik Nabil. Mudah-mudahan kita dapat mengambil manfaat dari bacaan pengantin” cadang Ustaz Saad. Kelihatan orang ramai mengiyakan. Maklumlah, ustaz Saad merupakan antara orang dikenali oleh ahli-ahli sebagai penceramah tetap setiap hari Khamis selepas maghrib. Nabil menelan air liur. Baginya inilah saat paling menyeramkan bagi dirinya. Peluh membasahi baju melayu satin berwarna putih.

“Ss.. su.. surah apa ustaz?” Nabil cuba mengagahkan diri. Jamilah masih melihat dari tepi tirai. Memegang kepalanya. Seperti mengagak benda yang sebaliknya berlaku.

“Oh, ayat yang mudah ja. Baca 3 ayat Surah ArRa’d” kata ustaz Saad sambil menunjukkan baris giginya yang putih hasil bersugi setiap solat mengikut sunnah nabi. Surah Ar Rad Surah Ar Ra'd

“Apa benda nih” detik hati Nabil. “Bismillahirrahmaani rrahim.. ALL..MAA.. RIII..!!” berlagu Nabil. Kelihatan gemuruh satu rumah pengantin perempuan. Ada yang keluar dari rumah menahan gelak. Ada yang mengeluarkan air mata menahan kelucuan. Ada yang menggeleng-geleng kepala. Ibu bapa Jamilah merah padam wajahnya. Jamilah entah ke mana, mungkin berpura-pura ke tandas.

“Baru ustaz tahu ada kalimah almari di dalam ALQuran. Adik Nabil, cara bacanya seperti begini : A’uzubillahiminnassya itaanirra jim.. Bismillahirrahmanir rahim.. ALIF.. LAMM.. MIMMM... RAA..” kedengar suara gemersik Ustaz Sa’ad. Orang ramai kelihatan ingin mendengar lebih banyak lagi alunan irama ALQurannya. Nabil berasa seperti kilat menyambar kepalanya.

“Nabil, kamu jangan merendah-rendahkan kitab petunjuk iaitu AlQuran. Ianya hendaklah dibaca bukan sekadar dijadikan hantaran. Malah lebih malang perlakuan seperti ini seolah-olah menghina ALQuran. Beli ALQuran kemudian menaruh di tempat-tempat tinggi seolah-olah ianya sudah cukup bagi seorang muslim” tazkirah sudah bermula. Orang ramai memang senang cara penyampaian ustaz Sa’ad.

“Tinggi mana pun kamu belajar, tiada gunanya kitab yang tidak berubah ini tidak mampu kamu baca. Kitab ini pasti begini rupanya, ayatnya tetap sama, kedudukannya tidak sama. Malah, ketahuilah Allah akan menjaganya sehingga hari kiamat. Nabil, kalau kamu tahu orang-orang yang mengaku kitab AlQuran sebagai kitab petunjuk kemudian diabaikan dia pasti dilaknat oleh AlQuran itu sendiri. Tetapi beruntungnya orang-orangnya memanfaatkan AlQuran setiap hari, membacanya, menghafalnya, mengamalkan menjadikan hati terlalu tenang walapun dia bukannya seorang yang tinggi pelajarannya, kaya hidupnya dan sebagainya.. .” penutup Ustaz Sa’ad sudah dikagumi orang terutama yang mengikuti ceramahnya..

Hari semakin cepat berlalu. Nabil sudah melalui hari-hari yang indah. Kitab ALQUran yang menjadi hantaran pertunangan sudah menjadi diari kehidupannya yang aktif setiap hari.

Pit.. Pit! Jangan lupa datang rumah ustaz malam nih. Kita belajar sama-sama. Jangan lupa bawa isteri sekali ya Nabil. SMS dari ustaz Sa’ad tiba. Jamilah senyum disisi suaminya, Nabil.

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Rasulullah (Sallallahu alaihi wasallam) said: 'When a man dies and his relatives are busy in funeral, there stands an extremely handsome man by his head. When the dead body is shrouded, that man gets in between the shroud and the chest of the deceased.

Rasulullah (Sallallahu alaihi wasallam) bersabda : 'Bila seseorang lelaki itu mati dan saudaranya sibuk dengan pengebumiannya, berdiri lelaki yang betul-betul kacak di bahagian kepalanya. Bila mayatnya dikapan, lelaki itu berada di antara kain kapan dan si mati..

Selepas pengebumian, semua orang pulang ke rumah, 2 malaikat Mungkar dan Nakir, datang dalam kubur dan cuba memisahkan lelaki kacak ini supaya mereka boleh menyoal lelaki yang telah meninggal itu seorang diri mengenai ketaatannya kepada Allah. Tapi lelaki kacak itu berkata, Dia adalah temanku, dia adalah kawanku. Aku takkan meninggalkannya seorang diri walau apa pun. Jika kamu ditetapkan untuk menyoal, lakukanlah tugasmu. Aku tidak boleh meninggalkannya sehingga aku dapati dia dimasukkan ke dalam Syurga.'

Thereafter he turns to his dead companion and says, 'I am the Qur'an, which you used to read, sometimes in a loud voice and sometimes in a low voice. Do not worry. After the interrogation of Munkar and Naker, you will have no grief.' &nb sp; When the interrogation is over, the handsome man arranges for him from Al-Mala'ul A'laa (the angels in Heaven) silk bedding filled with musk.

Rasulullah (Sallallahu alaihi wasallam) said: 'On the Day of Judgement, before Allah, no other Intercessor will have a greater status than the Qur'an, neither a Prophet nor an angel.'

Rasulullah (Sallallahu alaihi wasallam) bersabda :'Di hari pengadilan, di hadapan Allah, tiada syafaat yang lebih baik darjatnya daripada Quran, mahupun dari nabi atau malaikat.'

Please keep forwarding this 'Hadith' to all ....because 'Pass on knowledge from me even if it is only one verse'. May Allah bestow this favour on all of us.