tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78065833361551721572024-02-19T05:10:50.656-08:00KEMBALILAHNak tahu Jalan, Cari Peta
haz-1http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161039312674652452noreply@blogger.comBlogger60125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806583336155172157.post-54189738907389971602014-01-23T00:37:00.002-08:002014-01-24T21:37:55.400-08:00Hoi Anda! -Exam-<div style="text-align: center;">
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Alhamdulillah tamat akhirnya exam blok ni.</div>
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Sejak masuk kuliyah perubatan baru ku tahu tinggi rendah langit bumi.</div>
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Mungkin masa matrikulasi, sekolah menengah kita boleh terlepas dengan study last minute tapi masuk undergraduate studies lagi-lagi kuliyah satu ni memang killer!<br />
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Saya masih ingat kisah seorang course mate yang termuntah-muntah dalam bilik lepas habis satu paper.</div>
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Satu lagi pengalaman roomate yang insomnia 3 hari kot sebelum hari pertama evaluation.</div>
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1 tahun setengah dah berlalu, sekarang exam macam kangkung masak belacan yang dimasak tengahari. Tak goyang lansung.</div>
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Anatomy? Celah gigi.</div>
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Pathology? Di hujung jari.</div>
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Histology? Hek elek barang kacang.</div>
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Tapi kan, kan, kan....</div>
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Something has always been bugging my mind when exam week starts. This thing isn't just confined to the Kuliyyah of Medicine.</div>
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<b>JIHAD ILMU</b></h4>
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<b>"</b><i>Gonna face my hardest challenge. Moga Allah permudahkan!</i><b>"</b></div>
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"<i>Bakal berjuang di medan pertempuran exam. Hanya kepadamu Allah aku berserah.</i>"</div>
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<i>"Usaha. Doa. Tawakkal. Insya-Allah akan menyerlah kali ni!"</i></div>
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<i>"Chaiyok! Chaiyok! (isi nama anda) akan bertempur esok dengan soalan! Doakan kittew ye?"</i></div>
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<i>"BerJIHAD atas kertas esok. Akhirnya kita bertemu musuh-musuhku!"</i></div>
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Okeyh, saya pun tak larat nak listkan frasa-frasa di atas. Tengok stail ayat pon korang boleh agak bila student-student akan mula bertasbih dengan kata-kata ni. (Tak nak ambik screenshot, takut ade yang terasa)</div>
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Notification & newsfeed kita akan dibanjiri dengan doa-doa & kalimah pembakar semangat. Semuanya pulang kepada Tuhan bahkan ada yang mengaitkan usaha dia sebagai jihad di jalan Allah.</div>
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Wow! Saya tabik anda itu!</div>
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Sememangnya musim exam menukarkan manusia-manusia menjadi hamba Allah yang sebenarnya. Persoalan yang timbul ialah sebelum tu mereka hamba apa ya?</div>
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Andaikata kita keluar kejap dari time-frame exam dan rujuk kepada perbuatan-perbuatan yang memakan selang masa kita dalam sehari, berapa banyakkah yang menunjukkan kita hamba Allah?</div>
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Yang paling saya tak boleh terima ialah mereka yang mengatakan berusaha untuk exam ini ialah jihad.</div>
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Hoi anda! Ye anda! Mujahid exam!</div>
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Saya ingin bertanya jihad apakah yang anda maksudkan?</div>
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Adakah ia jihad dengan menghadap tumpuan atas notes sedang azan sudah berkumandang memanggil kau menghadap Tuhan?</div>
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Adakah ia jihad dengan bersekang mata lewat malam sehingga meninggalkan seruan Tuhan ketika fajar menyinsing?</div>
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Adakah ia jihad yang kamu kepilkan dengannya ketaatan kepada perintah Allah & menjauhi larangannya?</div>
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Kerana jihad yang aku fahami sekarang ialah menentang musuh yang paling rapat dengan kita, yakni hawa nafsu yang memberontak daripada patuh kepada Tuhannya.</div>
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Apa semua ni? Huarggggh!</div>
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<b>JADI?</b></h4>
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Ya, jadi, so, perkataan yang menuntut satu alternatif diusulkan. </div>
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<i>"Maksudnya tak payah lah lepas ni kita berdoa masa musim exam ya? Sebab kita jadi hamba Allah time exam kan?"</i></div>
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<i>"Engkaw menutup pintu rahmat Tuhan la. At least dia berdoa time exam."</i></div>
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Hoi anda! Ye anda!</div>
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Anda fikir sang pembicara mampukah berbicara tentang urusan ini andaikata dia sendiri tak pernah mengalaminya?</div>
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Tidakkah antara sebab musabab seorang memberi peringatan kerana dia sendiri sudah merasa perit mengalami musibah atas perkara yang diperingatkan?<br />
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Saya tahu betapa rasa bersalahnya ketika bangun subuh selepas hari pertama habis exam, yang mana seminggu sebelumnya kita mengadakan solat hajat, bacaan surah Yasin, qiyamullail, sedang waktu itu matahari sudah sepanjang galah.<br />
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Saya tahu betapa rasa mualnya kita menghadap skrin penyedut kehidupan kita tapi kita jarang menghadap membaca kalam suci Tuhan kita.<br />
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Saya tahu betapa risaunya diri memikirkan diri yang menjadi Allah pekerja kita, yang kita minta penuhi segala hajat kita, tanpa kita memberiNya apa-apa pun.<br />
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"<i>Eh? Kami solat pe? Puasa bulan Ramadhan pe?</i>"<br />
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Hoi anda! Ye anda! Anda yang perasan ibadahnya sudah mencapai tahap khusyuk lagi khudu' para wali!<br />
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Yang perasan solatnya di awal waktu dan berjemaah di masjid tetapi tak pernah perasan Allah memastikan jantung kita tak terlambat mengepam darah ke seluruh tissue badan yang dahagakan oksigen & kelemasan bahan-bahan kumbahan!<br />
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Yang perasan hatinya fokus & hadir dalam ibadah tapi tak pernah perasan Ar-Raqeeb yang sentiasa fokus & hadir memerhatikan gerak-geraknya!<br />
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Yang perasan dirinya sudah menyumbang berjasa kepada manusia & duniya seisinya tapi tak pernah perasan nikmat & rahmat Ar-Rahman kurniakan kepadanya!<br />
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Hoi anda!<br />
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Saya tahu mungkin agak sukar untuk dihadam persoalan-persoalan di atas. Iyalah, change must start slowly kan? <strike>Kata orang yang malas & tak ikhlas.</strike><br />
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Betul & benar. Saya pun bersetuju kerana untuk menerima hakikat selama ini kita memperbudakkan Allah & begitu berkira untuk bersamaNya dalam waktu 24 jam 7 hari seminggu sangat-sangat sukar.<br />
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Tapi saya lagi risau andaikata persoalan-persoalan ini ditujukan secara personal oleh Allah SWT sendiri pada yaumul Qiyamah.<br />
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Wahai anda. Ya anda yang sememangnya Allah ciptakan cenderung kepada kebaikan & pembaikan. Dengarlah pesanan Tuhan kita dalam surah al-Hadid, ceraian ayat yang ke-16:<br />
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Ya anda. Allah bertanya kepada kita, 'Begitu leceh & insignificant kah Aku ini sehingga engkau utamakan urusan lain berbanding Aku?'</div>
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<i><b>"Dan jangalah mereka menjadi seperti orang-orang yang telah menerima kitab sebelum itu.."</b></i></blockquote>
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Ya anda. Allah memberitahu kepada kita ada manusia-manusia yang sama bicara, helah & muslihat seperti kita. Yang suka berlengah-berlengah dalam menghargai Allah.</div>
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<i><b>"Kemudian mereka melalui satu selang masa yang panjang sehingga hati mereka menjadi keras"</b></i></blockquote>
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Ya anda. Hati kita yang sebelum ini lembut & mudah menerima lagi melakukan kebaikan menjadi seperti batu.</div>
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"Hek eleh, jadi batu je pon. Kira hati kita ni kental, tahan lasak & tak emosional kan?"</div>
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Wahai anda. Adakah masih punya ruang kita bersilat di hadapan kalam Tuhan? Anda tidak rasa terancamkah dengan peringatan Tuhan ini?</div>
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Andaikata masih tidak terketuk & melekuk pintu besi hati anda, perhatikan bagaimana Allah SWT meriwayatkan kisah pengakhiran manusia-manusia itu.</div>
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Wahai anda yang masih punya hati lembut untuk terus membaca kalimah-kalimah ini.<br />
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Beranikah anda jamin, setelah anda menangguhkan kewajipan & melanggar segala stop-sign yang Ar-Raheem telah dirikan, anda masih dapat mengelakkan diri daripada menerima taqdir ini?<br />
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Jika tidak maka mari sama-sama kita mulakan langkah. Sahutlah peringatan abadi yang sudah Allah SWT simpankan buat tatapan kita ini.<br />
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Mungkin dengan solat fardhu. Dulunya 5 minit sebelum tamat waktu baru di atas sejadah kita berteleku, kita upgrade 5 minit sebelum azan sudah berada di masjid, sampai orang kata masjid ni ada penunggu!<br />
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Mungkin dengan Quran. Dulunya hanya tengok-tengok hiasan emas khat indah di kulit, kita upgrade baca 1 muka selepas habis solat.<br />
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Saya tak tahu, kerana saya bukan malaikat yang menulis kebaikan & keburukan anda.<br />
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Tapi yakinlah saya ingin catatan anda dipenuhi dengan kebaikan yang menghapuskan rekod-rekod keburukan anda.<br />
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Kerana saya tak ingin anda melalui jalan sukar yang pernah dilalui manusia-manusia sebelum kita.<br />
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Dan anda, ya anda! Tak perlu bagitahu saya apa yang kurang & apa yang anda telah perbetulkan.<br />
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Bagitahulah di hadapan Allah SWT di hari qiyamat nanti bahawa anda telah berusaha & melaksanakan.<br />
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Sekiyan.....<br />
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<b>Nota: Exam kali ni antara yang paling relax sebab subjek sikit. Harap-harap boleh istiqamah jaga ibadah kalau masuk blok depan. Endocrine & Genitourinary system kot! T.T</b></div>
haz-1http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161039312674652452noreply@blogger.com0Universiti Islam Antarabangsa Malaysia, Universiti Islam Antarabangsa Malaysia3.2519596 101.738144tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806583336155172157.post-15562467521104107872013-10-23T09:03:00.000-07:002013-10-23T09:18:28.536-07:00But I Can't!<div style="text-align: center;">
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"It's not that i don't want to do it but i don't have the skills."</div>
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"Trust me, i know who i am. If I knew i could do it i could've done it ages ago."</div>
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"I can't brother, i just can't."</div>
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When do you hear these statements of vanity, denial & refusal eh?<br />
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Most of the time (based on my experience la), people start making these excuses when they're asked to do something BIG & IMPORTANT, or just an action they're not used to.<br />
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So i'm gonna compile the classic situations & reactions people make when they're required to stand up & shoulder responsibility.<br />
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First stop, 'But I can't Speak!'<br />
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haz-1http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161039312674652452noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806583336155172157.post-73056891359843052062013-10-19T10:28:00.000-07:002013-10-19T10:28:24.969-07:00The Child & the Emperor- Epilogue<div style="text-align: center;">
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<b>Err, haven't you read what I said before? Its not a story per se, but a narration by our Prophet p.b.u.h.</b></div>
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"Well that's the point right? There must something behind it. I'm sure you have something to say about the Ghulam, Emperor & the Kingdom & the merchants & the parent's of Ghulam &..."</div>
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"In your own words, 'preserved by our ulama to finally arrive in our arms, embraces the message of Islam that is eternal and universal?' must have something to with our times right?"<br />
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"Haisy! There must be a reason why the Quran & our Prophetic Hadith ambiguate the identity of the characters in every history records they contain."<br />
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<b>Good point there. I like the term history records that just story.</b><br />
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"Its as if the Quran and Hadith are telling us that all of us can fit into their description. The two sources only elicits their nature & characteristics."<br />
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<b>So let me ask you this; which character relates to you the most?</b><br />
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"Well, i'm a student."<br />
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<b>Yes, and?</b><br />
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"I think i relate most to Ghulam."<br />
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<b>Why is that? (Whoa, i'm like a therapist!)</b><br />
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"I see myself when i see Ghulam. Being in this 'country' me and most of the people of my age were kind of forced into going to school."<br />
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"Of course our parents & teachers said that good education paves a way for a brighter future but i doubt that. After taking UPSR, PMR, SPM & now i'm in college, what i can say is that we're being groomed into being tools. Just like Ghulam was."<br />
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<b>You mean our university is like the Kingdom?</b><br />
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"I won't go that far saying that the university is selling us ideas of Shirk. I'm just saying that right now we're being hypnotized into thinking that getting good grades is the sole mean to achievement right now. Just look at your relatives & friends reaction when they hear you're not in any college & university after you've finished school!"<br />
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"What's more, we're like being controlled by the idea that if you drop out of university or fail the exams then you're just nothing. We all end up following the goals & expectation of those we presume hold the key to our future. We're told what to do & are being insisted that what we're doing is right."<br />
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<b>So then we have inividuals who don't think for themselves. They become slaves and victims of those who hold power & influence right?</b><br />
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"Exactly! Whenever we try to get involved in something other than academics, our friends, parents, lecturers all smirk. How does this improve your grades? Will it give you better chance of employment? We all become afraid of going against the majority despite knowing that there's more to life than this. I'm sick of this stuff!"<br />
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<b>Okay, okay, calm down bro/sis (you can put your name here). So do you mean right now you want to quit this education system which is full of hypnotism. magic & sorcery? If i'm to quote you correctly that is.</b><br />
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"To me quitting isn't a good choice. Ghulam himself didn't just quit his lessons even though he knew everything the Sorcerer taught him was so messed up in oh-so-many levels; if I'm to quote you correctly.<br />
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He still put up with the beatings & abuse by the sorcerer plus his parents."<br />
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<b>Why do you think Ghulam would tolerate such abuse, despite knowing & being confident that he's right? </b><br />
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"Being right doesn't validate a person to go all mighty & proud. Ghulam's parents raised him to he was, it's not right to just put aside what they've done for us all these years making sure we get the best in terms of necessities.<br />
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It's matter of being courteous & grateful. That should be the attitude of someone who is truly holding on to Truth."<br />
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<b>How about the empire or university or country in our context? Why didn't Ghulam just pack up & just run away to the sunset?</b><br />
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"Running away won't solve anything if not everything. Ghulam knew for a fact that leaving behind the kingdom won't guarantee him safety from other threats outside the walls. Who can be sure that the grass is greener on the other side? We should stand our ground & think of a way to deal with the situation at hand.<br />
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Ghulam even used the opposing team's home ground to his advantage. People acknowledge him as being someone in the kingdom. What he does, what he drinks, heck i bet what brand of toothbrush he used would be the standard people look up to.<br />
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If someone of that stature was to follow truth, despite having the world hell bent on erasing it, they will follow that someone. He has the trust of the people. That's why they were even brave enough to die in the firepits than live as a Musyrik.<br />
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So he followed the rules, obeys the system, but in the end used it against the kingdom."<br />
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"Err, Bro Hazwan? You okay?"<br />
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<b>Erm, just.</b><br />
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<b>Please tell me more.</b><br />
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<b>Let me ask you one final question then.</b><br />
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<b>& that would be the start of our downfall. Leaders who fool themselves. Leaders who fool their people. People who are afraid to stand up due to not knowing, not believing, not fighting for a true cause.</b><br />
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"So what should we do now?"<br />
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<b>Search for that purpose, that truth. </b><br />
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<b>Believe in it. </b><br />
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<b>Fight for it. </b><br />
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<b>That was what Ghulam did. </b><br />
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<b>That is what the Prophet p.b.u.h. wants us to do.</b><br />
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"Eh Bro Hazwan? Where are you going?"<br />
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<b>There's nothing left to say. </b><br />
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<b>Nothing left to tell. </b><br />
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<b>You & I already know what must be done.</b><br />
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Kalau korang x boleh tangkap or catch up dengan entry ni, feel free to refer to the links below. All according to their order. If you still can't grasp the plot, refer to Surah al-Burooj & the Hadith regarding Ghulam & the Emperor <a href="http://dakwah.info/quran-hadis/hadis-ghulam-dakwah/">here</a>.</div>
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<a href="http://halimhaz1.blogspot.com/2012/12/muqaddimah-child-emperor.html">http://halimhaz1.blogspot.com/2012/12/muqaddimah-child-emperor.html</a></div>
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<a href="http://halimhaz1.blogspot.com/2012/12/the-child-emperor-original-plan.html">http://halimhaz1.blogspot.com/2012/12/the-child-emperor-original-plan.html</a></div>
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Hope Allah guides me in making these. He knows just how much i went through to make these posts really count.</div>
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Hope He guides you guys too with it.</div>
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Okay, new series coming soon!</div>
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haz-1http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161039312674652452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806583336155172157.post-82487910781005253732013-10-18T07:51:00.001-07:002013-10-18T07:51:20.173-07:00Papan Kekunci Bebas Kembali!<div style="text-align: center;">
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Agak sukar sekarang nak tekan papan kekunci.</div>
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Really, really hard.</div>
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Untuk mengubah keadaan kita perlu mengubah manusia.</div>
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Manusia itu pula banyak komponen. </div>
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Kita mungkin sudah master bab menundukkan aqal manusia.</div>
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Kerana hati manusia itu milik Allah.</div>
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Tiada siapa yang mungkin mampu melenturkan hati-hati manusia kepada kata-kata, idea-idea & prinsip melainkan dia sudah ada hubungan baik dengan tuan pemilik hati-hati manusia.</div>
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Kini papan kunci sudah bebas kembali.</div>
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Kerana berdiyam diri bukan satu option yang bijak.</div>
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haz-1http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161039312674652452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806583336155172157.post-67894598739067115182013-10-18T06:50:00.000-07:002013-10-18T06:50:18.170-07:00The Child & the Emperor- The Deal<div style="text-align: center;">
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He was just standing there, defiant. With eyes gazing straight at his face, at his soul, at his very essence, piercing the visage he painstakingly constructed. Belittling him in every little way.</div>
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Ghulam was in the emperor's court, glancing around the magnificently built room. But the chamber was more silent now. Most of the emperor's allies were cowering in the stands. The absentees, Ghulam knew exactly where they went. Either in the rocky chasms of the mountains or in the bottom of the sea.</div>
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"I gave you everything! You were to become my sorcerer! My tool! My regalia!"</div>
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The emperor's voice thundered in the castle's now hollowed halls. He regretted sending so many of his royal guards for this measly peasant's execution.</div>
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But the party he sent out did make the execution, sort of, like everyone else got their lives taken except for Ghulam.</div>
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"What do you posses that protects you from my men?"</div>
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The emperor struggled to find an answer, an answer he already knew. This child does not posses anything. This is not sorcery, this is not magic. The child is protected!</div>
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But the emperor could not stomach that, oh no. Confiding to that fact only meant one thing; YOU CANNOT EVEN OVERPOWER A CHILD, HOW CAN YOU CLAIM TO BE A GOD?</div>
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Ghulam could see it clearly in the emperor's behaviour. He was squirming on his throne. No longer the conceited human he once was. For the first time in his life, he felt insecure. He felt danger. He felt threatened.<br />
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"Good."<br />
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It was the perfect time to strike.<br />
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God had directed him on this path. He answered Ghulam's prayer when he was being dragged to the mountains.<br />
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"Oh Allah, protect me from them with what You desire."</div>
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He protected Ghulam from being flung from the mountains.</div>
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He saved Ghulam from being food to the fishes.</div>
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& now he has an idea so outrageous, so out-worldy, it would just tip the scales of the balance in the kingdom. The balance of TRUTH & FALSEHOOD.</div>
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"Yo emperor!"</div>
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The emperor took a glimpse at Ghulam between his fingers, his hands clutching his face; Now what menace does he want to befall my kingdom?</div>
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"You won't be able to kill me, unless you do everything I say!"</div>
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"What?"</div>
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You would expect the emperor to flip his throne right hearing this? Me, the emperor? Obey you? You worthless piece of...</div>
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Yet this time he bowed his head.</div>
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"Gather all of your subjects in a field & you tie me a to date tree trunk. Take one of my arrows and hold it in your bow."<br />
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All wondering for what purpose are we gathered here? The kingdom has been quite disturbed these past months after Ghulam took the post of great Sorcerer. The rumors of what is happening currently beyond the castle gates also abound.</div>
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They saw Ghulam being tide to a tree.</div>
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They saw the emperor himself taking to the stands and brandishing a bow & arrow.</div>
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"Hey, is that Ghulam's arrow?"</div>
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"Wait, why is the emperor doing this? He could've picked any Hussin, Abu or Ali."</div>
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Some of them even knew what brought the most powerful man in the land to resort to such actions.</div>
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Then they heard crystal clear what the emperor had uttered before an arrow sliced the cold air, scraping Ghulam just below the ear.</div>
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Ghulam dropped dead.</div>
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But the dead hearts of the people were now set alive.</div>
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"The child obviously know something we don't know. We believe the God he believes!"</div>
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haz-1http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161039312674652452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806583336155172157.post-72191099455885889462013-06-26T07:48:00.000-07:002013-06-26T07:48:12.807-07:00The Child & the Emperor- Whispers in the Wind<div style="text-align: center;">
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It was a nice day, in a marketplace inside the city. Everybody was chatting loudly over the news. It was no longer a trade of items, rather of information;<br />
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"Hey, did you know some of the palace people went out yesterday?"</div>
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"Yeah, i've been hearing stuff. They say Ghulam's with them too."</div>
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"Where do you bet they're going?"</div>
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"Beats me, but i can safely say its not on a pleasure cruise. "</div>
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"Well, for starters, Ghulam was being escorted like a prisoner not as the sorcerer. I don't know about you, but I feel something is happening in this kingdom. & its BIG! I've never seen anything like this in my whole 10 years of selling cabbages inside these walls!"<br />
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"Hey guys, did you know the palace people are going out again?"</div>
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"Really? So now the fishmonger joins the fray. Where are they going?"<br />
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"The first time I snivelled among the guards they said they were going to the mountains. This time they're going to the port. With full blown guards if i might add."</div>
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"Don't you feel its strange that the people going out with Ghulam never came back?"</div>
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"Those palace guys i saw today weren't the same ones that went out the other day. & You wanna know what's weirder?"</div>
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"After each outing it seems only Ghulam was the only one who managed his way back. With a look on his face that made me tremble."</div>
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"What do you suppose happened when they were going to the places they were going eh? Heck, why were they going there in the first place?"</div>
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"..................."</div>
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"..................."</div>
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"Err, guys."</div>
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"Yeah? Fishmonger?"</div>
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"I'm not fond of rumors but I think the emperor's trying to get rid of the kid."</div>
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"What? For what reason? Didn't he just proved how much his worth? Is the emperor nuts or something?"</div>
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<br /></div>
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"Keep your voice down dimwit! Our heads gonna roll if any of the guards heard that! Wait, on second thought speak louder. Finally I can sell my cabbages in peace."</div>
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"But i think it fits the picture though. The outing party looks more like a escort to an execution above anything else. I don't think they're going out for sight seeing also. The mood of the crowd just ain't right."<br />
<br />
Booooooooooooooon~</div>
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"Hey, hey. What's that sound?"</div>
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"It's the Royal Guards. That horn means there's a gonna be a mass."</div>
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"Now?"</div>
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"Better pack up your things boys, I think we're gonna have our questions answered."<br />
<i><br /></i>
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haz-1http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161039312674652452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806583336155172157.post-75038352410751373362013-06-23T09:26:00.000-07:002013-06-23T09:26:22.685-07:00The Child & the Emperor- Aftermath<div style="text-align: center;">
-Bismillahirrahmanirraheem-</div>
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<br />
"<i>Ookay, how did i end up in this mess?</i>"<br />
<br />
I think that summarises what Ghulam was thinking as he lay chained & ALONE<i>, </i>in one of the Emperor's dungeons.<br />
<br />
"<i>Never thought a small pebble would cause so much trouble.</i>"<br />
<br />
What pebble you ask? Well, remember the incident involving that beast which was harassing the cityfolk? Okay, you can go here if you want to <a href="http://www.blogger.com/halimhaz1.blogspot.com/2013/03/the-child-emperor-ultimatum.html?m=1">recap</a>.<br />
<br />
Well, let's just say that people didn't just leave Ghulam alone after seeing him put off a beast with a puny pebble.<br />
<br />
Under the impression that Ghulam had mastered the art of sorcery, people came flooding to him with requests, favours and maybe even 'merisik' (Remember, he is young and is going to be part of the ruling administration. Who wouldn't want him right?)<br />
<br />
From small complaints such as headaches, fevers, to astonishing almost miraculous feats; a blind man was given the gift of sight.<br />
<br />
And this man was no any old Abu or Osman, but the minister of the kingdom.<br />
<a name='more'></a><br />
The story of Ghulam going here & there made headlines that even the elite cannot escape from noticing. Normally what happens among the commonfolk is considered petty in the eyes of those associated with the Emperor -le dubious god-. What with the things that play with, the elite won't make much of an amusement of what those slaves were chattering about.<br />
<br />
But a child of miracles? Who grants any request? Even of a man deprived of seeing a slither of light since who knows when?<br />
<br />
Eeeh, i see no harm in that.<br />
<br />
<i>"Summon him to my quarters!"</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
Thus Ghulam, now the Sorcerer as people call him, was escorted to the minister's quarters.<br />
<br />
He now was seated in front of him, the blind minister.<br />
<br />
Up till now only traders, farmers, housewives, 'the Rest' came to him for help. Right now at this moment, the minister of the kingdom is humbling himself in front of Ghulam.<br />
<br />
<i>"So i've heard that you were able to cure epilepsy and leprosy. Very impressive. I must say that the old sorcerer had found a very worthy successor."</i><br />
<br />
<b>"Yeah right."</b><br />
<br />
I could imagine Ghulam rolling his eyes right now.<br />
<br />
<b>"My exalted minister! It is not I who gave them the cure, but it is Allah the Exalted who cured them. If you believe in Allah, I will make supplication and surely He will cure you."</b><br />
<b><br /></b>
The minister was taken aback.<br />
<br />
Astonished maybe.<br />
<br />
Or he was already expecting such a call to be made.<br />
<br />
Nobody really knows, but one thing was certain.<br />
<br />
The minister got his eyes back.<br />
<br />
Just as the people who complained about their headaches, fevers, rashes had their problems solved.<br />
<br />
All due to the words Ghulam whispered when he threw the pebble at the beast.<br />
<br />
"<b>Oh God! If you favor the old man teachings than the sorcerer, Kill this beast and let the people commute in peace!</b>"<br />
<br />
The exact same words also landed him in the predicament he is in right now.<br />
<br />
You see, before this, Ghulam was held up in the dungeons together with his teacher, the old man & the minister. It was quite surprising really, one thing led to another. It started with the emperor being surprised seeing his Minister walking merrily without needing any help to walk in the palace.<br />
<br />
<i>"Who gave back your sight?"</i><br />
<br />
<b>"My God."</b><br />
<br />
<i>"What? There's another God beside me?"</i><br />
<br />
<b>"No, my God and yours too."</b><br />
<br />
The emperor became infuriated with his minister's reply. Cue first prisoner. After some intense 'persuasion' by the prison staff, the minister finally spilled the beans on who's been infecting people of the belief of Tawheed.<br />
<br />
Cue second prisoner, Ghulam himself.<br />
<br />
<i>"So i've heard your mastery of sorcery has reached such heights; you can now even cure leprosy eh?"</i><br />
<br />
(okay, the eh might sound funny. But eh?)<br />
<br />
Again Ghulam asserted the words he conveyed firmly to the Minister.<br />
<br />
<b>"It was My God & your God too who took away their suffering."</b><br />
<br />
So the prison staff got another hectic day trying their hands on Ghulam. They knew there was someone behind this. Their perfect puppet was never meant to have a mind of its own. Someone impregnated him with this strange idea & belief.And that someone is going to face the wrath of the emperor.<br />
<br />
Cue third prisoner, the old man.<br />
<br />
So now the three individuals who posed the greatest threat to Kingdom were in the Emperor's court, begging for his mercy, or so hoped the Emperor.<br />
<br />
The old man. This was the guy who derailed his plans. He still needed Ghulam. Ghulam does not want to follow his wishes.He follows the old man. So he puts 2 and 2, and decided to 'persuade' the old man.<br />
<br />
What did the old man say?<br />
<br />
<b>"NO!"</b><br />
<br />
You are not my God. Our God is Allah.<br />
<br />
A saw was put right on top of Ghulam's beloved teacher's head. The handles were pulled and pushed, all the way to the bottom.<br />
<br />
Two halves of flesh dropped bluntly on the floor. Blood spattered. It was not known whether hair-raising shrieks of pain accompanied every drop of it.<br />
<br />
And then the minister, also posing a problem to his majesty;<br />
<br />
<i>"Can't have him in my council, he'll influence everyone else with his position and testimony of Ghulam's word."</i><br />
<br />
The same question.<br />
<br />
The same answer.<br />
<br />
Two halves of flesh dropped again bluntly on the floor. Nothing was known if an old man's flailing voice pierced the castle that day.<br />
<br />
The emperor's attention now was on Ghulam.<br />
<br />
Two hindrances were put to eternal slumber. He must be smirking right now.<br />
<br />
<i>"You've seen the fate of those who oppose me. You know the slow & sweet misery i've served them for their departure to 'their' lord. Why don't you be a smart kid & just admit that I am more powerful, suitable, all deserving of Godship?"</i><br />
<br />
Ghulam knew, or maybe even saw as the jagged blades slowly lacerated the scalp and then the brain, going lower and lower between his teacher and the minister eyes, bulging with pain & terror and everything conceivable to portray their ordeal.<br />
<br />
But what did Ghulam say?<br />
<br />
When the whole world was closing in on him, the world which was under the tyrannical rule of this repulsive, twisted man?<br />
<br />
<b>'NO!'</b><br />
<br />
The emperor was not pleased. He was not pleased at all. This is not what he expected. He turned to his allies, people who have been behind him in everything he does.<br />
<br />
<i>"Take him to the mountains! If he opposes and remain with his faith, throw him from the top."</i><br />
<br />
There's only Ghulam now. From all the men, women & children in the empire, only one Ghulam is asserting the true God.<br />
<br />
Chained & escorted, Ghulam is about to make the best show in his life.<br />
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-To be continued-</div>
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haz-1http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161039312674652452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806583336155172157.post-47802676076846110682013-03-20T09:15:00.001-07:002013-03-20T09:15:50.135-07:00The Child & the Emperor - Ultimatum<div style="text-align: center;">
-Bismillahirrahmanirraheem-</div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><b>“What
should I do? I don’t think I can continue like this.”</b><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">It was
evident that Ghulam really did show his worth. The bruises & wounds
littered his whole body, courtesy of the furious sorcerer and parents who
became impatient with his rebellious nature.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><br /></i>
<i>“Why are you going against our whim? We’re
doing the best for you!”</i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">The old man
knew exactly what his fellow pupil was going through, he too once had gone against the tide and with it he received the powerful waves which continued to
pound him, since that grueling past until today. He thought deeply, because he
knew this little flicker of light, which he hoped would become a beacon as it
grew, was still fragile. Even the slowest of breeze could extinguish it.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span>
<span lang="EN-US"><i>“I have a
solution.”</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"></span><br />
<a name='more'></a></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">Ghulam’s
eyes widened. The sound of footsteps passing by outside the shed they were
using for lessons drowned, he was listening intently to make sure he will be at
peace with himself, with his parents and the empire’s wishes to be the
sorcerer’s apprentice. He could not bear to part with the truth he had
acquired, nor be at odds with the people who influence his life greatly.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><i>“When you
arrive to the palace and the sorcerer demands the reason for your
unpunctuality, tell them that your parents needed you at home and IF your
parents ask why you’re late coming home, tell them the sorcerer’s lesson are
getting more complex and longer.”</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">Deception.
If evil people used it for their despicable ends, why shouldn’t they resort to
it when going against such great obstacles? When they fighting for something so
great as Truth, when they are outnumbered, two people, an old person and a
young child who are challenging the status quo.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">It was also
embedded in the injunctions by Prophet Muhammad SAW to the Muslims during
the turbulent times of their stay in Makkah. If you are under coercion you may
do what is prohibited under normal circumstances only and only to ease your
burden, not to take advantage of the situation.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">A simple
example is when you’re stranded in a remote place; let’s say in the middle of
the Sahara. You’ve been going in circles for days, without food or water.
Coincidentally, on the verge of death, you suddenly come across a plate of pork
chop & ice cold beer.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">Verge of
death here people! So what is the most obvious thing to do?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">Hog everything
down in one swoop? Well, the idea is to only keep living, not indulge on the
unlawful things.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">See? Do not
take advantage. Pheww, looks like I’m going too far in these Fiqhiyyah things.
Okay, moving on.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">So Ghulam
was no longer impeded to spend his time with the old man & at the same sit
for the sorcerer’s classes. Seems like a happy ending right? Ghulam getting
what he wants, the empire finally having someone to replace the sorcerer’s
position and contented parents who were seeing their child growing becoming
someone very well known & successful.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">Right &
wrong can never reconcile with each other as Light & darkness can never
merge to become something new. Such mutations would only produce disgusting
offspring, neither accepted by one side nor recognized by the other.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">A struggle
was reaching its end in Ghulam. How can he accept the teachings of the old man
but at the same subscribe to what the sorcerer is trying to make him become?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">Is it his
destiny to always be at the mercy of the circumstances, or to take a choice of
his own?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">As the tale
goes, a seemingly mundane day goes terribly wrong for the people commuting into
and out of the city. A fearsome beast had appeared and it was disrupting the
daily affairs of the inhabitants. Traffic was congested as people staggered and
froze as they attempt to walk past the beast but to no avail.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">Every time
a trader tries to sneak past the beast, try as stealthily as he can, the beast
would sneer and growl, with a gaze so menacing the rest of the pedestrians
would only think of an attempt as suicide.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">-Yang pasti bukan <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_QnrEa0QaH6FMJGaSlW2tiSBDWwIpt5ayC7q1hh38Abm37O2R_0moikyAHBOsUIBMASNHqU1av87J_aysSNt5AoLUABqUG1D1V8SX_Knu6qpcX7iw94SS7d-FlsIrLPekPH89CEEpOU9F/s400/monster+2.jpg">BEAST</a> macam ni la-</td></tr>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><i>"What are
we gonna do? I have an important deal to close today!"<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><i><br /></i></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><i>"My mom’s
gonna kill me if I don’t arrive with the groceries she asked me to get from Pak
Abu at the other side of the town!"<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><i><br /></i></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><i>"Oh
sayangku, don’t worry. Your abe bucuk-bucuk won’t be impeded by this horrible
beast! Our love is so much stronger!"</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">Said some
people on the other of the blockade, a fearsome, sneering, gazing with malice
of primal fury blockade.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><i>"Hey, isn’t
that the sorcerer’s apprentice?"</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">He was just
passing by, maybe just after talking his way out from his interrogative parents
or finishing his daily lessons. He wasn’t searching for fame, nor did he
welcome it as it arrived only with his status of an art he himself is not at
peace with. But people knew him, he was the APPRENTICE, the inheritor of
immense power and ability as the current sorcerer, who looms an air of
superiority over the kingdom. Here is the next sorcerer;<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><i>"Please,
help us get rid of this beast with sorcery!"</i></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">Ghulam
could only frown and complied with a ‘yes’ and a bitter taste in his mouth. The
people were asking him to practice something that he himself had grown to
detest. Of course he knew the chants and tricks, the sleight of hand and the
misdirection, the shirk associated with the trade they were asking him to show.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"> </span> </div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><b>"They want sorcery huh?"</b><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">Ghulam
again was at a crossroad.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">‘</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><b>"Oh God, I’ve
had enough!"</b><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">The people
of the city waited in anticipation of what amazing things the apprentice was
going to do. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">Fireballs? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">Thunderbolts?
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">Or maybe
spouting fountains from the grounds and forming a tsunami?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">They were
in for a surprise.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><i>"Eh, what
is he doing?"</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">Ghulam was
picking up something from the ground.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><i>"What is
that? A meteor stone? Ooooh~ Maybe it’s holy stone from the heavens yes?"</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">It was a
pebble. A small stone like any other on the side of the road.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><i>"Ooooo,
what is he going to do with it? I bet he’s gonna make a Kamehameha from that
little pebble, you know, making it suddenly bigger and hurdling it at the
beast?"</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">Ghulam did
no such thing.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><i>"Hey, what’s
he’s whispering there?"</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">Ghulam looked
intense. The world drowned away from his
senses. The chatter of the cityfolk, the beast in front of him all left leaving
him alone with the pebble firm in his grip, as firm as the belief that was
already being seeded in his heart.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><b>"Oh God,
show me!"<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><i>"What the???"</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">The beast
dropped dead. The people silenced. What they saw was something that could only be
described as ridiculous. A fling of an arm. A seemingly harmless flight of a
small projectile. An instant death of a horrible beast.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><i>"The
apprentice! He, he, he did it!"</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><i>"A pebble I
tell you! A pebble!"</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">The people
of the city were jubilant with the outcome. Here, in front of their own eyes,
the apprentice had become a master. News of his exploits became well known
after that event. He was fast being acknowledged as the new sorcerer of the
kingdom.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">They thought
a sorcerer was born.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">The emperor
thought his kingdom was safe.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">The sorcerer
was already patting himself at the back for a job well done.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<span lang="EN-US">Oohh boy,
were they wrong.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br />
P/s: Dialog orang kampung (or bandar, whichever you like) adalah andaian semata-mata, sebagai pemerian suasana eh? Risau teranggap macam Pak Abu tu ada dalam hadith la pulak.<br />
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haz-1http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161039312674652452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806583336155172157.post-76244128577898481112013-03-14T08:06:00.001-07:002013-03-14T08:07:59.036-07:00Azam!!<div style="text-align: center;">
-Bismillahirrahmanirraheem-</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
Heesh, satu lagi <i>ice age</i> telah berlalu.</div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
Nampaknya kena <i>prepare</i> bahan penulisan sebelum cuti ni habis.</div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
8 hari berbaki, kena isi betul-betul ni.</div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
<i>Yes, </i>saya dah cuti sekarang & <i>I aim to really use it to the fullest.</i></div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
<i><br /></i></div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
Wal-Asr people!<br />
<br />
<br /></div>
haz-1http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161039312674652452noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806583336155172157.post-51472880205831811112012-12-31T06:09:00.000-08:002012-12-31T06:09:33.218-08:00The Child & the Emperor- Turnover<br />
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<span lang="EN-US">-Bismillahirrahmanirraheem-<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He who Rose to Oppose -Ghulam-</td></tr>
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<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Where were
we previously?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Let me
recall for a while. It started off with me <a href="http://halimhaz1.blogspot.com/2012/12/muqaddimah-child-emperor.html">babbling</a>, then it jumped to the
story of the prophet and settled down to the <a href="http://halimhaz1.blogspot.com/2012/12/the-child-emperor-original-plan.html">introduction</a> of the main
characters right?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Right?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Err, okay.
Kind of weird asking you guys this. You can check it out in the previous hyperlinks
up there.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">So let me
continue with the tale but I’m going to narrate it from the child aka Ghulam’s
perspective. Because I think we can relate to him better than the emperor or
sorcerer or the mysterious old man who’s going to debut later.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">So the
Ghulam, who was he really?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">You’ve
known before that he was a child, he’s attending an exam made by the empire for
very devious reasons AND became the highest scorer in that exam. So, is there more
to Ghulam than this?</span><br />
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span>
<span lang="EN-US">Here comes
the genius of the words of the prophet and the way the Quran narrates the tale
of mankind.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">If you ever
read or went through a passage of a verse of the Quran and hadith, you’ll
realize that most of time the reference of people and places in the texts are
quite ambiguous; meaning they don’t refer specifically to particular
individuals, time or place.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Does it
mean that Allah forgot to attach such critical information when the Quran was
to be revealed to Prophet Muhammad?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Subhanallah
from such flaws!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Subhanallah
from imperfections!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">The Quran
and the tradition of the prophet were meant to be guidance for us until the Day
of Judgment right?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">So what
would be of our religion if both of these important source our religion were to
be limited to certain time, people & place? Then Islam would only be
tradition practiced by people of old, not the way of life that we perceive as
it is today.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">So how does
the story of Ghulam, preserved by our ulama to finally arrive in our arms,
embraces the message of Islam that is eternal and universal?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">If you
think really hard about Ghulam, he is actually the archetype, the
personification of the young generation of today.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">What? You
don’t believe me?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Let’s see
now, he’s a kid who doesn’t know what he’s gotten himself into, he’s just
following what society thinks is the trend or right thing to do (remember, the
exam was something celebrated by the people), he has no plans for the future
and he is oblivious to the fact that he is being used as a tool in someone
else’s game of life-like chess.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Sounds
about right don’t it? If you’re still unconvinced wait till you read the rest
of story, hoho. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span lang="EN-US">…………………………………………………………………………………….<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Ghulam was
very pleased when he knew that he was the crème de la crème of all the
candidates in the national sorcerer examination. Why wouldn’t he? His parents
were very jovial about it and that seemed as good as any reason to jump and
make a flying kick pose wachhaa!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">So news of
this golden boy of the empire spread far and wide among the people. Making him
a celebrity amongst the local community and envy of all those who failed to
make the final cut as he did. With his status as the sorcerer’s apprentice
legitimized, he would now travel back and forth from his home into the tightly
guarded castle walls where no commoner will ever enter, to receive the mantle
of illusion from the now ailing sorcerer, to become the tool of fear for the
emperor. As regalia, to remind those who dare stand up against the emperor’s
will of the terrors they will face. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">But did he?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">As the
story unfolds, during a routine of back & forth goings of Ghulam from his
home to the palace, he came across an old man. He wasn’t some revolting beggar
with tattered clothes trying to pry his way into making ghulam give up his
lunch money. Nor was he a deranged insane old man that we see now wandering in
the streets, whether from mental breakdown or abandonment.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">This
particular old man only started to show up when Ghulam started going to the
palace for his lessons of the art of ‘magic’ and surprisingly enough, he was
always giving some type of sermon to passer-byes who happen to cross that
street.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">He wasn’t a
bard spouting nonsense and narrating outrageous story for the sake of
entertainment, case in point, every day as Ghulam commuted from his home to the
palace he started to enjoy the musings of the old man. That is saying something
because not every day you see someone like Einstein standing on the street to
hear a stranger’s conversation.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">As days
passed by, what used to be 5 minutes of me time before going to the palace for
sorcery lessons, became full-fledged apprenticeship between Ghulam and the old
man, consuming much of the day he was supposed to be with the sorcerer. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Wow,
amazing right? What was it that mesmerized Ghulam so much that he became more
engrossed than sorcery, the ‘trending’ or the in-thing during his lifetime?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">You know
this something called religion? Well,
during that period any form of submission to God was made extinct save
obedience to the pseudo-god, the emperor who is responsible for it. With that
decree, he also made sure anyone who worships any divinity beside him is
prosecuted. Whether death or imprisonment, he wanted to solidify his status as
the only sovereign in the minds of his people. Still it seems one old man was
able to slip by the genocide and he’s here to make one last push!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Ghulam became
fascinated with what the old man said, of the one true God and His message to
worship Him and Him only, to not associate Him with His creatures who are full
of flaws and imperfections, of the true reason why we are all here, on this
earth, in this moment, to what end are we living out our lives.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">And those
so called musings later became no meager interest; it became a conviction in
Ghulam’s subconscious. Though, it was weird that Ghulam still went to tht palace
for his apprenticeship with the sorcerer which contradicts the teachings of the
old man on Oh-So-Many levels.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">This
development didn’t go unnoticed however. Since Ghulam spent so much time with
the old man he steadily arrived late to his classes and home. The sorcerer and
his parents started to question Ghulam’s peculiar behavior these past few
weeks.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">“Why are
you late for my classes? Don’t you realize you are my successor? Don’t you want
to become the one who holds the power over this kingdom? ”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Piaaaak!
INI MAKAN DIA!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">“Why are
you late? It’s already past maghrib! Where have you been ha? Jumpe anak dara
orang eh? Mak ayah tak pernah ajar ko wat keje tak de pekdoh gini!”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Piaaaak!
INI MAKAN DIA! (2<sup>nd</sup> time)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">I bet
Ghulam’s body is covered with bruises right about now with the constant
beatings from both his teacher & parents. And those bruises became scars
which only increased as days passes by, showing just how haunting were the
words of Ubudiyyah & Tawheed which was conveyed to him, up to the point he
was willing to go against the wishes of those who once controlled him. At the
same time, Ghulam wasn’t dumb enough to tell them about his illegal hobby. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Remember,
any statements indicating there is a divine being aside from the emperor is
blasphemy and a major capital offence. Ghulam knew that but continued to learn
from the old man, he knew that this was something worth the sweat, tears and
blood he shed. It was something to root for despite being at odds with what
society believes & advocates. He learned, he questioned and he understood.
He was no longer a tool. He was no longer a sail following the wind’s path as
it breezes through.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">“Oh God, I
BELIEVE.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">-TO BE CONTINUED-<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span>
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
haz-1http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161039312674652452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806583336155172157.post-14746512668319178542012-12-22T01:55:00.000-08:002012-12-22T01:55:31.046-08:00The Child & the Emperor- The Original Plan<div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span lang="EN-US">-Bismillahirrahmanirraheem-<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Okay, where
were we?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Owh yes, I
made promise before didn’t I? About telling you guys the tale of the child and
emperor right? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">If you’ve
forgotten don’t worry la, you can read it <a href="http://halimhaz1.blogspot.com/2012/12/muqaddimah-child-emperor.html">here</a>.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">So, why am
I narrating this story?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Probably
because I have nothing better to do, that’s why. Hoho, now there’s an evil
impression to make yes? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Maybe
because I know that’s why I want to share, still it’s a weak reason. Some
people know but they don’t even have the slightest whim of letting others enjoy
the information they have.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">How about
because I can, just because I know this something called internet and they have
this something called blogs and I like to type. Naaah, I don’t think so. I’m
better off surfing the web than making this post, which I know less than 1
percent of internet users would even care to read.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">’Just tell
us will ya? The suspense is killing me!’</span><br />
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span>
<span lang="EN-US">Hehe. Now
that’s a reaction I’m hoping y’all are having.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">People
stand out and voice out what’s in their hearts because they know it’s important
and valuable. </span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Regardless whether those around them heed their call and warning,
they do it because they care for the well-being of those close to them.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">I want to
tell because I want Allah to know I care for this ummah.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">And our
prophet has said truly;<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></i></div>
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<i><span lang="EN-US">“<b>Those who rise for the morning without a care
for the matters concerning their people (Muslim ummah) are not from them (Muslim)</b>”<o:p></o:p></span></i><br />
<i><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></i>
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(Riwayat At-Tabrani)</div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">If that
didn’t send a chill down your spine I
don’t know what will. So guys, here goes nothing!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">The tale
was told by our Prophet Muhammad SAW to his companions. Now the companions
loved to hang around the Prophet, even more than their families and friends.
And they didn’t converge for the tarik, roti prata with telur or for EUFA
football match no, when the companions hang out with the Prophet they were
searching for solace and guidance, something the Prophet is full of I assure
you.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Our Prophet
is also not a bard, telling far-fetched stories just to entertain and to fill
time. His stories were also true accounts of events that has happened or bound
to occur in the future. Meaning, the tales told by our Prophet is more
important and should be more exciting to us than any movie involving dream
jacking, or a broken child who swore to fight crime after seeing his parent killed
by becoming a crime fighting billionaire playboy, or any lame superhero or lewd
‘superheroines’. I’ll get to this topic later maybe, but man I’m mad!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">The child
mentioned by the prophet was the smartest boy in the country. Kire macam best student exam SPM kebangsaan la. This is because he enrolled for an exam held by
the empire. Why would the empire hold an exam and for what you ask?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Well you
see, the emperor didn’t become emperor because of his good looks or by becoming
the best orator or upholder of justice and freedom. He had some help from an
old friend of his the sorcerer. This sorcerer guy wasn’t a run of the mill kind
of magician who would pull a bunny from his magic hat mind you, he performed
great illusions that would scare the daylights out of the people in the
country. And through that fear the emperor ruled supreme over his subjects,
threatening them with great consequences if they showed even the slightest sign
of rebellion.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"> “Hey, if the sorcerer can do that much to us,
just imagine what the guy he’s obeying is capable of!” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span>
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120815195527/batman/images/thumb/4/49/MyCard_The_Joker.jpg/316px-MyCard_The_Joker.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="250" src="http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120815195527/batman/images/thumb/4/49/MyCard_The_Joker.jpg/316px-MyCard_The_Joker.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Wanna see a magic trick boy?"-<a href="http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120815195527/batman/images/thumb/4/49/MyCard_The_Joker.jpg/316px-MyCard_The_Joker.jpg">The Sorcerer</a></td></tr>
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<span lang="EN-US">I think
that sums up what the common people were thinking of if they ever wanted to go
up against the big guy. And a big guy he is! The emperor was so conceited with
his status he declared himself as a god! Ordering people to obey him as a
divine entity not just a steward of the state and be worshipped. GOD COMPLEX. I
think many of these emperors are suffering from this disease, ugh. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"></span><br /><span lang="EN-US"></span></div>
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<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7vfap2B3r1qb3e6ho1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7vfap2B3r1qb3e6ho1_500.jpg" width="297" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"My rule shall be absolute!"-<a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7vfap2B3r1qb3e6ho1_500.jpg">The Emperor</a></td></tr>
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<span lang="EN-US">So what’s
the relation between the emperor and sorcerer with the exams?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"></span><br /><span lang="EN-US"></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">The
sorcerer unfortunately was about to retire. Hey, I think everyone can agree
it’s a stressful job serving a guy who thinks he rules the world. With his age
and senses becoming less and less apt for the job at hand, he proposes that the
emperor search for his replacement and that replacement better be the best
because this position isn’t just as a lackey in the palace.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">“ You’re
searching for someone who will make sure your presence is felt by everyone
below you! If you get just an average kid to do this job, you can kiss your
throne goodbye my emperor!” <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Told the
sorcerer to the emperor, or something like it.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">So the
exams were held, attracting the attention of many hopeful parents that their
child becomes the next big sorcerer. So this particular child which I will
henceforth call Ghulam became that Special One. The inheritor of the mantle of
illusions, The Cornerstone of the Emperor, The Fright of the Night. Okay, I’m
making these up but rest assured people were already giving nicknames to Ghulam
because of his future.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">So that’s
the deal behind the exams, who the Child was and why the Emperor needed him so
badly. Things looked as if they’re going according to the plans of the empire
but little do they know that the EMPIRE had a scheme of its own. In the blight
of that age, when those who ruled oppressed the weak, the strong trample the
weak, injustice crawling the halls and decks of the castles, the child, Ghulam
who was supposed to maintain their reign of terror became the savior of the
people.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">And it all
started with a very cunning old man, who has been waiting in the shadows for this
moment!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">-To be continued-<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">P/s:-Okay
that’s all for this post. Kalau nak makan sesuatu yang sedap, kena makan
sikit-sikit. I hope you enjoyed this part of the story coz I was blown away
when the hadith was taught to me, somewhere, someplace (Can’t tell you guys,
the Empire might be listening!)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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haz-1http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161039312674652452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806583336155172157.post-5000663010165927782012-12-21T08:01:00.000-08:002012-12-21T08:01:43.561-08:00Move!<div style="text-align: center;">
-Bismillahirrahmanirraheem-</div>
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<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hoho, meremang bulu roma!</td></tr>
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<i>Kini lah masa kita</i></div>
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<i><br /></i></div>
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<i>Masa untuk kita bersinar</i></div>
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<i><br /></i></div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
<i>Aku dan kau jadi superstar!</i></div>
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<i><br /></i></div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
"Isy, serius memekak je lagu. Tak de mende laen ke nak tiru?"</div>
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"Dah la semua orang Melayu, Islam pulak tu, haisy!"</div>
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<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
Ngomelan tipikal saya dan keluarga bila pulang dari masjid usai solat isya'. Melihat iklan di kaca TV, boleh kata tipikal jugalah rasa mual kami.</div>
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<br /></div>
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Sebuah rancangan media prima yang menjaja anak muda untuk tampil ke pentas berentap title <i>superstar</i> ya?</div>
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Kejap, izinkan saya check dengan skala Deen saya;<br />
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<br />
Anak-anak muda yang penuh potensi menjadi mabuk dengan berlatih petang pagi, siang dan malam dengan rutin tarian yang hanya berfungsi untuk memuaskan mata-mata penonton? <i>Check.</i></div>
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<br /></div>
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Penayangan anggota badan atau berselindung dengan fabrik nipis lagi ketat atas dasar mendapatkan sokongan dan perhatian? <i>Check.</i></div>
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<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
Gerak-geri tarian yang banyak berunsurkan elemen kurang sopan (baca lucah)? <i>Check</i>.</div>
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Kebanyakan daripada mereka adalah Muslim? <i>Check.</i></div>
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<br /></div>
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Eh2, pengacara & judges pun ada yang Muslim? Hallamak, <i>Check!</i></div>
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Berdasarkan skala Deen saya, rancangan ini dilabel; <b>UNACCEPTABLE!</b></div>
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Garu kepala kan setiap hari melihat fenomena ni berleluasa dalam kalangan masyarakat Muslim kita? Dahulu ada la satu dua rancangan TV yang telah meracuni minda muda-mudi kita tapi ombak penjahiliyahan ni tak berhenti setakat itu.</div>
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Ya, ombak PENJAHILIYYAHAN.</div>
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Dari mengetahui erti sebenar kehidupan kita hanyut mengejar ilusi</div>
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<br /></div>
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Dari menjadi kuat peribadi kita menjadi lemah, hanya mengikut arus ombak itu.</div>
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<br /></div>
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Dari kemuliaan akhlaq, kita menjadi hina kelakuan dan pekerjaan.</div>
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Dari kesatuan utuh antara saudara seMuslim kita, kita berpecah menjustifikasikan kehidupan dengan kepentingan masing-masing.</div>
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<br /></div>
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Dari satu generasi ke satu generasi, <i>cycle </i>ini seolah-olah sudah menjadi ketetapan. Selepas satu gugus benih ditukar struktur genetik mereka, satu gugus yang lain turut mengikut sama.</div>
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Akhirnya yang tumbuh bukanlah buah, padi atau pokok yang boleh dimanfaatkan. Yang melata hanyalah lalang. Menyemak, yang manusia akan cantas dan bakar!</div>
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Saya rasa ramai yang berkongsi perasaan saya berkenaan dengan isu ini. Cuba anda lihat <i>feed</i> anda di FB, Tweeter or <i>any other social sites</i>. Bila keluar sahaja satu <i>event</i> ke, program ke, sebarang <i>function</i> yang terserlah elemen-elemen penJAHILIYYAHAN mesti melata juga komentar,<i> statements, status</i> yang <i>condemn</i>, memarahi atau sekadar menzahirkan pencegahan kemungkaran dengan hati.</div>
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Namun kita jarang lihat mereka-mereka yang berpendirian sebegitu menjadi pro-aktif; mencari jalan agar keadaan berubah bukan sekadar memberi tindak balas (reaktif).</div>
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"Jadi salahlah kami-kami semua ni buat post-post yang tak bersetuju, memarahi mereka yang terlibat hah? Hah? HAAAAH???!"</div>
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Erk, saya rasa tak maksudkan macam tu bro/sis/saudara/saudari.</div>
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Saya rasa sudah sampai masa kita tidak lagi sekadar melepaskan batuk di tangga. Itulah kemampuan yang kita ada; benar, sebagaimana kita ingin menyantuni sabda Nabi Muhammad S.A.W.<br />
<br />
<blockquote class="tr_bq">
<i>"Barangsiapa daripada kamu melihat kemungkaran, maka hendaklah ia mengubahnya dengan KUASA, andaikata tidak mampu maka dengan KATA-KATA, andaikata tidak mampu jua maka sekadar dengan HATI; dan itu adalah selemah-lemah iman."</i></blockquote>
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(Hadith riwayat Muslim) </div>
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Tetapi saya yakin, andaikata kebencian itu benar-benar tertanam di dalam hati seorang Muslim ia takkan menjadi beku. Seperti satu tempayan yang diisi dengan air, setiap kali ia diisi level air itu akan naik, sehinggalah satu tahap ia akan melimpah.</div>
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Iman yang benar akan terserlah, bukan sahaja mengurung diri di pentas online, ruang legar masjid dan kedai makan.</div>
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Iman yang benar akan tergerak untuk melakukan sesuatu untuk memperbetulkan keadaan dan menggantikan kemungkaran dengan kemakrufan.</div>
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Isy, kalau guna istilah arab ni mesti ramai yang dah timbul macam-macam sentimen.</div>
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Kay, sambung nanti lah. Nak fikir macam mana nak kawal syarikat ASTRO.</div>
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Wassalam~</div>
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<br /></div>
haz-1http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161039312674652452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806583336155172157.post-32879025621665010222012-12-20T07:32:00.000-08:002012-12-22T01:55:46.005-08:00Muqaddimah- The Child & the Emperor<br />
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<span lang="EN-US">-Bismillahirrahmanirraheem-<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://openreflections.files.wordpress.com/2011/08/huge-crowd.jpg?w=547" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://openreflections.files.wordpress.com/2011/08/huge-crowd.jpg?w=547" title="" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cuba teka anda <a href="http://openreflections.wordpress.com/2011/08/03/on-crowd-funding-open-access-scholarly-books/">di mana?</a></td></tr>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Most of the
time, well, all the time we are clouded by our daily tasks from realizing the
most important matters in our lives.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Take the
average civil worker for example. He begins his day early in the morning
preparing breakfast and coffee to avoid the congested traffic and if we’re
lucky enough, he’ll make sure that his fajr prayer is not missed.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Then he
punches in his working card like everyone else residing in neatly arranged
cubicles in the office, not minding anyone else’s work and problems and seeks
to finish up the piling papers on top of his desk. If we’re lucky enough, he
knows that his work is amanah and won’t waste time being online using his
employer’s computer and expensive online network to tap into social hubs and
playing ridiculous games. If we’re lucky enough that is.</span></div>
<a name='more'></a><o:p></o:p><br />
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Then he
sees his colleagues bullying an intern making him do all the work, he feels
that what they’re doing to the poor guy is so wrong on so many levels of iman,
brotherhood, ihsan but yet, hey;<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">“<i>I have
my own problems.</i>”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">So he continues
work and when the clock strikes 12.00 pm, him and drones like him swarm the
nests they call warung or stall or whatever you call the place where people
consume food and carcass together. If we’re lucky enough, our man won’t
participate in the inaugural practices of the office and proceed to buy lunch
later perform his Zuhr prayer. If we’re lucky enough that is.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Then the clocks
strike 2.00 pm and only our man is in the office, with none of the other drones
with him. He merrily continues sorting the papers, checking and re-checking and
proof-reading and doing all of these meticulous tasks with great efficiency.
Then comes some guy in an expensive looking suit approaching him from behind,
tapping his shoulder as if he has known him since childhood years when they
fell together from their bikes and laughed their cuts and bruises out; <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i><span lang="EN-US">“Hey
man, I need your help with something, can look into these papers for me?”<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Flustered
with the guy’s presence, our man casts aside his current work and started going
all out on this stranger’s request. He scrutinizes every sentence; he made sure
all the numbers were sound and every account written to their fullest extent.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">“<i>Wow,
great job man! Thanks for the help!</i>”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">And the
stranger merrily whisks away in his awkward stride, leaving our man somewhat
satisfied with the favor he’s done for his fellow worker. Hey, he’s not that
selfish, he just never found an opportunity to lend a hand that doesn’t involve
him getting the shorter end of the proverbial straw.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">So the
clock strikes 5.00 pm and our man prepares to pack up for the day. Guess what?
When he was about the cross his manager’s office, he saw the same stranger
getting all friendly with his boss. He </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
overheard them;</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i><span lang="EN-US">“I can’t
believe the amazing job you’ve done with the report! The board was so satisfied
they decided to give you a promotion!”<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i><span lang="EN-US">“Well,
it’s not such a big deal. I was just doing my best for the company. People need
competent and trustworthy guys to make sure things are being run the way they
should be. I was more than happy to assist the project.”<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i><span lang="EN-US">“Wow,
skills and charms. You’re going places kid! ”<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<b><i><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></i></b></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<b><i><span lang="EN-US">“Skills?
Charms? That guy’s just a freeloader who conned me into doing his work! He’s a
good for nothing &*$@$^&+**!”<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">So silent
curses went flying and rolling from the shrieking heart of our man & I
think most of the guys in the office also experienced the same thing. Also the
company next to theirs and among the staff in the school located just opposite
the building and also the kid in the playground who was getting framed for
spilling another kid’s ice cream even though that other kid purposely dropped
it just for the sake of getting another one with sprinkles and chocolates and
rainbows on top.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Wow, the
world really looks bleak doesn’t it?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">“<i>God,
why is this happening? Why are all of us getting tortured like this?.</i>”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Then God
enters the equation. Not <b>god</b> as in an entity with physical appearance like
humans with supernatural abilities of governing the world, owh no, if you ask I
mean really ask people who believe in these deities do they picture a guy with
a beard and robes floating on clouds on the stratosphere pointing at the earth then
something goes on they’ll definitely flinch with the idea. Definitely! Or gods
in their multitude array of functions like the brands of potato chips with so
many flavors being arranged on the on aisle of a </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
supermarket. And that’s just
one aisle my friend, you haven’t checked the other ones.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">When we
seek divine help, we do look above, but our hearts will always pound for that
entity which doesn’t have a face or physical incarnation because he is beyond
time and space. Yet He’s still here, in our hearts, </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">telling us to believe that
He is with us.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Aaaaand
then we forget that split second of spiritual insight when we arrive home or
hostels or whatever place we crash in when a day’s work is done. Our man just
now has arrived and already opening his DVD set with a flat screen TV and
surround sound system. Maybe a movie will clear things out, or a drama episode,
or how about a round of DOTA and PES if you’re into games? We vacant our mind
from problems but the thing is we’re not making them leave. We’re just asking
them to sit a corner and wait till we’re finished with these stuffs.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Tomorrow
we’ll start all over again. With the same cycle, with the same character, with
the same results. Every passing day.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Just
realized something huh? Don’t worry, you’re not the only one.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">The
patterns that we see and can observe in everyday is actually constant.
Regardless what age we are in, we as human beings have a default programming in
our genes that dictate that our progress in life must meet a standardized
equation.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Happiness.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Fulfillment.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Peace.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Justice.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Truth.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">PURPOSE.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">And the
tale of man trying to achieve all these ideals had been romanticized in novels,
films and reincarnations of media trying to give us a sort of closure to make
us feel secured with what we have.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Tell me,
should we really refer to made up stories as guidance in deciding our lives?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Wow,
getting a bit overwhelmed here aren’t we? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Don’t
worry, you’re not the only one. Many of us realize but many choose to leave the
fact in a cardboard box placed on the highest shelf in our homes out of fear.
Fear of knowing that something must be done, something that will cost us a
portion of what we enjoy now if we are serious in achieving it.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Such was
the story of child and the emperor, who stood firm against the world, who let
go of the things he cherished the most that for something much greater, much
valuable.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">What? You
don’t know the story?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Well, let’s
just say in happened long, long time ago, in a distant galaxy……….<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Ok just
kidding. If you’re serious, stay tuned for the next post. I think I just when
overboard with this entry this time around. See you!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">P/s:
Warghh! Dah lame tak menganyam dalam blog. Nampaknye jadi student medic
membenarkan aku wat post masa cuti je lah. Apa-apa pun doakan istiqamah itu
tertanam kerana ilmu yang tak disampaikan menjadi hujjah atas kita di hari
Pembalasan. (>U<)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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haz-1http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161039312674652452noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806583336155172157.post-87028093928112182172012-08-26T09:25:00.000-07:002012-08-26T09:25:01.080-07:00The F word<div style="text-align: center;">
-Bismillahirrahmanirraheem-</div>
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<br /></div>
We all have dark pasts.<br />
<br />
Whether we admit or not, the fact that we are human beings denies any right for us to nonchalantly claim that we are pure from our wrongs and sins.<br />
<br />
Some part of it may not be our fault; friends, families, acquaintances may be the reasons why those memories become so bitter for us to reflect and remember.<br />
<br />
And let us not forget to whom we recklessly put aside in the aisle of disregard everyday, belittling every piece of goodwill shown to us by HIM.<br />
<br />
To my family, friends and acquaintances, I'll try my best to forget and forgive what had occurred between us all for the past 8 years I've become a mukallaf.<br />
<br />
To HIM, i cannot express enough gratitude for the promise of tomorrow YOU keep giving me despite all the bad things I've done.<br />
<br />
To myself, don't put that long face too long. When you were created human, committing faults IS your standard programming. With said default features, HE also made one thing certain;<br />
<br />
My door to forgiveness is always open<br />
<br />
Ask for forgiveness and give others that same privilege as well.<br />
<br />
Only then will we ever be able to move forward.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
Diriwayatkan pernah dalam suatu majlis Rasulullah S.A.W., baginda mengumumkan ketibaan seorang lelaki yang dimaktubkan namanya dalam daftar ahli syurga.</div>
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Dalam majlis yang sama, kedapatan Abdullah ibn Umar, seorang sahabat yang terkenal dengan ghairah dalam beramal. Mendengar kata-kata Rasulullah S.A.W., timbul minat Abdullah ibn Umar untuk mendekati lelaki tersebut.<br />
<br />
Peristiwa ini berlaku bukan sekali, malah dalam 3 majlis Rasulullah S.A.W. mengisytiharkan bahawa lelaki itu penghuni syurga.<br />
<br />
<i>Curiosity overwhelmed</i> Abdullah ibn Umar, lalu beliau merancang untuk bermalam di rumah lelaki tersebut. Logikanya mudah; menetap disana, intip kelebihan beliau sehingga dijamin tiket paling OSEM ke syurga, TIRU beliau.<br />
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Namun tiada kelainan di mata Abdullah apabila memerhatikan rekod amalan lelaki tersebut. Biasa. <i>Mediocre</i>. Dalam bahasa kita-kita; "Eccceeh~ Beta pun BOLEH buat".<br />
<br />
Hari pertama berlalu. Sama.<br />
<br />
Hari kedua melabuhkan tirai. Juga.<br />
<br />
Hari ketiga, batas menetap seorang tetamu tiba. <i>Nothing special.</i><br />
<br />
Abdullah ibn Umar dalam keadaan kecewa dalam 'misi' beliau terus berdepan dengan lelaki tersebut;<br />
<br />
"Apakah amalan yang kau lakukan hingga Rasulullah S.A.W. mengisytiharkan engkau penghuni syurga?"<br />
<br />
Lelaki tersebut terdiam, cuba untuk mengimbas jalur dan corak kehidupan sehariannya. Beliau menjawab mudah;<br />
<br />
"Aku HANYA memastikan sebelum tidurku segala khilaf dan dosa orang telah lakukan aku maafkan dan redhai. Dalam hatiku tiada dendam dan hasad dengan keadaan dan urusan mereka."<br />
<br />
Maaf dan ridha, itu sahaja sudah cukup untuk mengangkat darjat seorang manusia menjadi penghuni <i>estate</i> paling <i>high class</i> yang pernah wujud dalam ciptaan Maha sang Pencipta.<br />
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Taqabballahu Minna wa Minkum!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Selamat menyambut Syawal!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Teruskan momentum Ramadhan!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
\(>U<)/</div>
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<br /></div>
<br />haz-1http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161039312674652452noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806583336155172157.post-46965868078278585652012-08-26T09:03:00.001-07:002012-08-26T09:03:36.433-07:00Go Home<div style="text-align: center;">
-Bismillahirrahmanirraheem-</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
You're tired aren't you?</div>
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<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
How about some rest in that comfy chair you used to slouch in?</div>
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<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
Still no rest?</div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div>
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How about the one eyed ogre who always tells you great tales and wonders?</div>
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<br /></div>
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Not interested in fantasies and myths you say?</div>
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<br /></div>
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Then how about that plush bed you've always slept on?</div>
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<br /></div>
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Enough nearing the borders of death you say?</div>
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<br /></div>
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Then what do you desire o self in your forever wanting state?</div>
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<br /></div>
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What will make you silent and satisfied with the things you have and did?</div>
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<br /></div>
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See, hear and feel, is it not near what you crave?</div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div>
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It is near than the clothes that touch your skin or the veins that keep you awake.</div>
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<br /></div>
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You want a home that is not the home you are in.</div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
Go back.</div>
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<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
Return.</div>
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<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
HE is there.</div>
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<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
Only then will you feel at home, anytime, anywhere.</div>
haz-1http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161039312674652452noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806583336155172157.post-48779618221254521412012-05-23T09:53:00.000-07:002012-05-23T09:53:58.924-07:00PJ Life- The Evil Twin<div style="text-align: center;">
-Bismillahirrahmanirraheem-</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
'Untuk setiap entiti baik pasti ada buruk.'</div>
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Hemm, kelas Religions in Malaysia kadang-kadang agak berat. Pembentangan berterusan tentang details kecil-kecil kepercayaan yang wujud di Malaysia. Tapi lecturer kami, madam Rahimah Embong agak lain dalam pendekatan kelas beliau. 'Provocative' adalah tema besar dalam setiap sesi kelas. Sayalah antara orang yang paling cepat react dengan setiap usaha merensa lecturer kami;</div>
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'Err, madam. Bukan ke..'</div>
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'Madam, sepatutnya...'</div>
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Hoho, Alhamdulillah sempat minta maaf dengan Madam Rahimah sebelum habis semester. TQ madam very much!</div>
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Kelas RIM merupakan kelas yang menarik bagi saya keran kita dikerah untuk berfikir. Fikir kita untuk melepaskan diri daripada menjadi Muslim yang reaktif ketika isu-isu sensitif tentang agama ini dicucuk. Kita belajar untuk mengatakan dengan berhemah 'MARI SAYA TUNJUKKAN SESUATU YANG LEBIH BAIK UNTUK KAMU' bukan, 'MENGAPA AGAMA KAMU LEBIH BURUK DARI SAYA!'.</div>
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Antara agama yang disentuh dalam subjek tersebut ialah agama Zoroastrian yang sinonim dengan Majusi di Parsi.</div>
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In the beginning, it can be said that Zoroastrian is actually the teaching of ancient Prophets of Allah before being corrupted into the current form today.</div>
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Ini boleh dilihat dalam evolusi kepercayaan Tauhid yang dahulunya menjadi teras agama tersebut berubah menjadi kepercayaan dualistik, menegaskan wujudnya dua entiti yang sama Perkasa dan Kuasa yang mentadbir Alam.</div>
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Hoho, terlalu akademik bagi anda?</div>
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Owh, exam sudah berlalu rupanya?</div>
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Tak apa, tak apa, cuma saya ingin menarik perhatian anda kepada konsep dualistik yang wujud ini.</div>
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<b>Bagi Setiap Ada Pasangannya</b></div>
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<b><br /></b></div>
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Di dalam Al-Quran wujud pelbagai ayat yang menyatakan bahawa ciptaan dunia ini mempunyai tema pasangan.</div>
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Langit dan bumi.</div>
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Siang dan malam.</div>
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Lelaki dan perempuan.</div>
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Hoho, enter the evil twin.</div>
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Sering saya terbaca kisah doppleganger dalam sastera barat dan kembar seiras dalam kisah-kisah dongeng. </div>
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A merupakan seorang gadis baik yang mempunyai kembar B. Walaupun mereka seiras, sifat mereka berbeda bagai langit dengan bumi. Perbezaan antara mereka banyak menimbulkan masalah....</div>
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Siapakah beliau anda tanya? Saya rasa lebih manis jika di'anonymous'kan sahaja ya di sini. Tapi anda mungkin boleh substitekan dengan nama raksasa dalam siri rancangan Ultraman dan Power Rangers instead of the beliau. Contohnya:</div>
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Saya sendiri confuse kadangakala, kerana kebencian saya terhadap beliau boleh memuncak sehingga menganggap saya sedang berurusan dengan makhluk asing yang ingin merosakkan bumi.<br />
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Hoho, ekstrem anda kata?<br />
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Meh kita gali dalam-dalam sikit ya Encik Hazwan?<br />
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Saya menganggap beliau seperti role model dalam setiap perkara, kerana beliau mempunyai kelebihan dalam bidang yang saya jujur lemah tahap panglima.<br />
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Saya seorang yang gagap, beliau fasih berbicara.<br />
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Saya seorang yang kurang membaca, beliau menghadam buku macam ular sawa.<br />
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Saya seorang yang tidak mahir membentang pendapat, beliau macam hantu merasuk orang.<br />
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Saya seorang yang berlatar belakang kampung, beliau elit bandar.<br />
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<strike>Saya seorang yang tidak kacak, beliau memukau sisters dengan rambut halus menutupi mata ala Sasuke yang sedang murung.</strike><br />
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Paling ketara, beliau berada dalam asuhan para dai'e sedang saya baru mengecapi nikmat itu saban tahun.<br />
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So, errrr, macam nak banding arang dengan berlian la ya?<br />
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Tapi hohoho, betapa ilusi itu hanya mampu bertahan sebentar cuma.<br />
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Dunia saya berombak dengan hadirnya tahun ke dua asasi saya.<br />
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<b>The Journey Begins</b><br />
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Fuhhhhhh..<br />
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Agak jauh saya tenggelam dalam lautan ingatan ni. Rehat jap, sambung next post kay?<br />
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(P/S: Agak tegang menaip post ni. Anda akan tahu lebih lanjut in subsequent post.)<br />
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'Hemmmm~'</div>
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'Ermmmm~'</div>
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Suria sudah meninggi, kain pelikat masih lagi dipakai.</div>
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Bzzzzzzz!</div>
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'Aisehmen, apa fasal jam aku memekak ni?'<br />
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'Kejap, hari ni hari apa?'<br />
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'Kejap, bukan ke?'<br />
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'Argghhhhh!'<br />
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Haha, boleh kata tiap-tiap minggu kuliah saya pasti dihiasi dengan adegan seperti tertera di atas. So tak hairanlah every semester attendance saya memang nak nazak. Setakat ni hanya satu subjek sahaja yang sempat dilanggar sampai dikenakan warning letter. Fuuh~, memang on the edge betul belajar cara Encik Hazwan kita ni!<br />
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Samada 1st year atau 2nd year, boleh kata tabiat ni memang saya sukar nak break. Lecturer bingung dengan kerenah student brother sorang ni;<br />
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'Kenapa selalu lewat datang kelas?'<br />
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'Your attendance ni merisaukan madam la, takut-takut tak cukup attendace untuk final exam.'<br />
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Rakan-rakan pula sudah masak dengan perangai HoHah! saya yang begitu menghairankan! Dah la student M%$#C, D* pulak tu, apa cer ni bro?<br />
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'Sori semua, saya ada minor insomnia'<br />
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Laaaa~<br />
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Hoho, tapi jangan anggap result saya hancur ye? Alhamdulillah boleh la saya lulus dengan warna berterbangan every semester, thanks to my beloved and understanding friends!<br />
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Okay, ini bukan matlamat post ni bukan encik Hazwan?<br />
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Apa sebenarnya yang ingin anda nyatakan di sini encik Hazwan?<br />
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Terima kasih kepada pembaca setia yang sentiasa bertanya.<br />
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Dalam 5 semester yang penuh kepelikan dan kejanggalan habit saya, there's one thing i could say definitely.<br />
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I've spent countless nights unable to close my eyes not because of pysiological factors.<br />
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Pemakanan saya seimbang.<br />
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Saya bersenam seminggu lebih dari 2 kali.<br />
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Ya, saya sudah consume dairy based food dan pisang.<br />
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Tapi akal dan mata saya tidak bersetuju hari itu boleh tamat begitu sahaja.<br />
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Kita sebagai pemuda-pemudi ummat ini, yang merangkumi etnik Melayu, Cina, India, Scandanavia, Arab, Indo-China dan pelbagai lagi bangsa bukti kekreatifan Maha Pencipta kita menanggung satu tugasan yang tidak ringan.<br />
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Masih terngiang-ngiang malam-malam tanpa bintang yang mendiami hari-hari pengajian saya. Ya, esok kelas pukul 8 di perpustakaan menanti, tetapi kelampian kita semua yang menyelubungi semalam dan hari-hari sebelumnya tidak akan berlalu sahaja dengan terbit matahari esok.<br />
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Kita perlukan penyelesaian.<br />
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Kita perlukan individu-individu yang mampu memikirkan penyelesaian itu.<br />
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Kita perlukan komitmen individu-individu tersebut untuk melaksanakan penyelesaian itu.<br />
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Kita memerlukan kesatuan antara mereka to see that penyelesaian till the end.<br />
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Malam-malam itu masih menemani saya.<br />
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Kerana kita belajar bukan semata-mata untuk mendapat peluang bekerja.<br />
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Namun belajar untuk melaksanakan tugas lebih besar daripada itu.<br />
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Surah Al-Baqarah, ayat 30 hingga 36 begitu menghantui.</div>haz-1http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161039312674652452noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806583336155172157.post-5132166263782240532012-05-18T09:07:00.001-07:002012-05-18T09:07:49.108-07:00Prologue: PJ life<div style="text-align: center;">
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Another end, another beginning.</div>
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Akhir semester, sesi pembelajaran di CFS IIUM sudah tamat.<br />
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Rakan-rakan sudah ramai pulang, tapi saya? Walau interview sudah tamat, tiada lagi yang mengikat, namun saya masih berada di Mahallah Umar Al-Khattab. Masih tersisa satu perasaaan yang tidak ingin sirna, terlalu halus namun hadirnya wujud dalam sepi hati tak terduga..<br />
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Eccccehhhh, kan dah kata touching?<br />
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Haaahhh~<br />
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Saya perlu jujur.<br />
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Saya tidak ingin menipu, lebih-lebih lagi kepada diri sendiri.<br />
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Pelbagai perkara yang sudah saya rancang untuk dicapai dalam tempoh dua tahun pengajian itu.<br />
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Terlalu besar impian.<br />
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Kerana terlalu besar harapan.<br />
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Disusun dengan rapi, peringkat demi peringkat. Ratib demi ratib. Kata demi kata.<br />
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Namun takdir Allah mendahului urusan hamba-NYA.<br />
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Adakala terhalang dengan anasir luar tiada terduga tapi selalunya ujian atas diri sendiri sama ada layak atau tidak menjulang panji.<br />
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Serius saya katakan, dua tahun ini telah banyak mengajar jurus tinju dan hikmah pelintang menghadapi kehidupan.<br />
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Terima kasih kepada rakan-rakan sekelas kerana memberi saya suasana belajar yang begitu seronok.<br />
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Terima kasih kepada staf-staf CFS IIUM, khususnya Bro Izdihar Ishak, Ustaz Nazri Abdul Razak, Ustaz Syarif, Ustaz Azhar, Madam Rohani, Ustazah Fanizar, Ustazah Adila, Ustazah Syarifah, Abang Rizal dan Kak Seha. Anda semua mengajar saya dengan begitu sabar tentang kerenah manusia dan cara berurusan<br />
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Terima kasih kepada semua pensyarah yang begitu bersabar dengan student anda yang selalu tak datang kelas ni. (>W<) Madam Maziah, Madam Najwa, Bro Muhammad Ng, Sir Asyraf, Ustaz Jasri, Madam Rahimah, Madam Sabrina, Madam Nelly Lizrina dan Madam Asfarizan. <i>You've all opened my eyes in many different ways. Not just for the exams, but also for my deen.</i><br />
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Terima kasih juga kepada rakan-rakan kelas Al-Quran <i>for giving me the drive to preserve my</i> hafazan. Mr Abu & Abe Di, hohoho tq,tq!<br />
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Terima kasih (Uish, yang ke berapa dah ni??) kepada adik-adik <i>study circle</i> yang begitu KENCHAAANGG sepanjang melayan celoteh fasi anda seorang ni. Prestasi anda berjaya menumpahkan air mata jantan lelaki sorang ni! T.T<br />
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<i>Finally, to my brothers i meet and love on the grounds of faith</i>; Wan Ahmad Firas, Nizam Yatimi, Fadil Husaini, Syahir Zaidon, Munzir Azhar, 'KING' Ahmad Kamil, Muaz G and Muaz J.<br />
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<i>All of you have made my stay in CFS so, so, so, so, so, SOOOOO valueable!</i><br />
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Salute Spring!<br />
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Huarghhh! Yes! Sudah ada drive nak berkarya. Nantikan diari Kembalilah di bumi Petaling Jaya!<br />
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HooHaah!<br />
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(Penulis tidak bersalah sekiranya anda mengalami overdos semangat selesai membaca post ini. Segala kerosakan harta benda, barang kepunyaan dan perasaan adalah untuk ditanggung oleh mereka yang terlibat, sekian...)<br />
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</div>haz-1http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161039312674652452noreply@blogger.com1Petaling Jaya, Selangor, Malaysia3.107094 101.60825513.0436725 101.5292911 3.1705155 101.6872191tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806583336155172157.post-86820033742275483992012-04-02T10:33:00.000-07:002012-04-02T10:33:55.895-07:00It is fairly thinWhat i can't accept, I bear.<br />
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What I can't bear, I let go.<br />
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What I let go, I accept.<br />
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What I accept, I bear.<br />
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What I bear, I keep it hidden .<br />
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What I kept hidden will one day be laid bare.<br />
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For my liberation, for your comprehension.<br />
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O little heart! Stay strong!haz-1http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161039312674652452noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806583336155172157.post-51649234368248563482012-03-01T12:14:00.000-08:002012-03-01T12:14:06.907-08:00Esok itu<div style="text-align: center;">
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Pukul 4.07 minit pagi.</div>
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Paparan jam digital di hujung kanan skrin sedikit sebanyak mengingatkan tentang subuh yang bakal menjelma.</div>
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Adakah esok ku lebih baik ya Allah?</div>
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Saya yakin ramai mempersoalkan nafas yang masih tenggelam timbul di dada, sekalipun sudah pelbagai perkara anggota kita, mata, telinga, tangan, kaki sudah kerjakan.</div>
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Alhamdulillah, ada yang mematuhi jalan yang <b>Makruf.</b></div>
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Tapi tak terkira berapa kali kita tergelincir daripada menuntuni jalan tersebut.</div>
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Untuk apa hari esok ku ya Allah?</div>
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Lalu terbaca sebuah post rakan di laman sosial:</div>
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"<i>Allah S.W.T memberikan kamu hari esok, kerana Dia tahu tentang dosa-dosa yang kau lakukan & Dia ingin benar kamu ber<b>TAUBAT</b>.</i>"</div>
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Diam seketika.</div>
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Terima kasih ya Allah!</div>haz-1http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161039312674652452noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806583336155172157.post-24926448663343521402012-02-26T10:47:00.000-08:002012-02-26T10:47:46.739-08:00Bumikan Cita Melangit Itu<div style="text-align: center;">
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'Antara masalah terbesar student-student dalam <i>department </i>saya ialah bidang <i>thermodynamics.</i>'</div>
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Khusyuk mendengar. Pak cik yang memakai <i>glasses</i> lebar lagi luas itu memang menarik minat saya. Sungguh bersahaja, tapi pembawaannya membuktikan beliau bukan sekadar pak cik.</div>
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'Daripada ramai-ramai<i> students </i>saya 21 orang<i> fail</i>!'</div>
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'<i>Engineering isn't that hard</i>, tapi kita kekurangan sumber manusia yang boleh menerangkan topik ini dalam bahasa<i> laymen</i>!'</div>
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'Betul.'</div>
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Seorang pak cik yang lebih muda dan segak mengiyakan. </div>
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'Kita perlu <i>consider </i>penggerak-penggerak yang mampu menerangkan <i>science </i>kepada julat umur yang luas. Setiap <i>booth </i>perlu pastikan isu ini ditangani dengan baik'</div>
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'Kita perlu<i> cater</i> kepada dua<i> group</i>. Yang Tingkatan dan Darjah. Kita perlukan exhibition yang boleh mereka pegang dan main, ketuk-ketuk.' Seorang mak cik meneruskan lagi percambahan minda.</div>
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'Seperti di kampus saya, kami menubuhkan<i> Thermodynamics is Fun Club</i>. Moto kami <i>Thermodynamics does not kill, Thermodynamics is easy!'</i></div>
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'Kita jemput juga <i>champion-champion</i> bidang-bidang yang ingin kita presentkan. Kita tangkap<i> interest </i>mereka.'</div>
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<i>'Science is fun!'</i></div>
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<i>'Science is easy!'</i></div>
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Bergema bilik dengan sambutan persetujuan pak cik & mak cik yang begitu teruja untuk menjayakan program karnival sains di Temerloh, negeri kesayangan saya.</div>
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Syukur melihat di ceruk kampung yang terpencil seperti Kerdau masih ada mata-mata yang sudi menjenguk untuk membangunkan manusia.</div>
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Gembira melihat kesungguhan mereka untuk menggerakkan anak-anak muda dan masyarakat dari terus terperusuk di bawah tempurung kejahilan.</div>
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Paling best, melihat mereka begitu jujur dalam mendepani realiti & hakikat di hadapan mereka.<br />
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Saya kini menjalani semester akhir di asasi perubatan di Pusat Matrikulasi Universiti Islam Antarabangsa dan banyak persoalan sudah muncul untuk menyerabutkan kehidupan. Kata makin tua kan? XD</div>
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Dari soal gaji ke biasiswa, hingga fasal bila nak kahwin. Jangan main-main, ada <i>junior</i> saya umur 19 dah ke jinjang pelamin, tuan blog okay jer tapi <i>member-member</i> yang buat tak keruan bagi <i>peer pressure</i> la pulak. FB group dah penuh dengan item-item sedemikian.</div>
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Tapi persoalan lebih besar daripada nikah sudah menjengah. Siapakah aku selepas ini?</div>
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Krisis identiti, heh. Dulu tak lah nak fikir kita pun akan<i> experience</i> benda-benda macam ni. Masa berlalu, keadaan berubah, kita pula terdedah dengan pelbagai unsur yang mula kita hargai.<br />
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Kita makin menghargai masa yang semakin suntuk.<br />
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Kita makin menghargai sahabat-sahabat yang bersama-sama kita dalam kerja & belajar.<br />
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Kita makin menghargai jasa baik ibu bapa, guru-guru dan mereka yang banyak membentuk diri kita.<br />
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Yang paling besar, kita menghargai peluang yang sudah dijuadahkan di hadapan kita.<br />
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Peluang untuk mebuat perubahan, peluang untuk membuat perbezaan. Tapi bagaimana? Sebagai apa? Melalui jalan apa? Saya pasti ramai sudah memikirkan hal yang sama.<br />
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Saya akan menjalani pengajian untuk meluluskan diri sebagai pengamal perubatan. Orang kata jadi doktor ni kerja yang baik. <i>Noble work</i> orang panggil. Kita merawat orang, <i>maintain</i> kesihatan masyarakat, sambut bayi, jalankan pembedahan dan banyak lagi. Demi kesihatan, demi kebajikan.<br />
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Cuma satu persoalan yang timbul. Sudah berapa ramai lepasan-lepasan jurusan perubatan? Saya rasa ada banyak<i> efflux</i>, malahan kerajaan Malaysia terpaksa mengehadkan kemasukan lepasan SPM ke dalam kursus satu ni. <i>More doctors should mean disease rates, health problems should decrease right? Simple logic, put 1 and 1 you'll have two.</i><br />
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Sekarang lihat di dalam surat khabar atau <i>just google on the internet</i>. Anda boleh jumpa artikel yang meraikan kejayaan umat manusia membasmi <i>obesity</i>? <i>Hypertension</i>? <i>Heart disease</i>? <i>AIDS</i>? <i>Cancer</i>? Atau semudah jangkitan cacing kerawit? Ini semua penyakit-penyakit yang banyak meragut nyawa manusia kini. Cacing kerawit anda tanya? Cuba search apakah punca terbesar ramai kanak-kanak Afrika merana dalam menjalani kehidupan dari hari ke sehari.<br />
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Apa yang kita lakukan selama ni? Setahu saya segala macam <i>ailments</i> di atas tak memerlukan teknologi laser, kejuruteraan genetik tahap<i> qwarks</i> ataupun nanoteknolgi untuk diselesaikan. Tapi hari demi sehari kita disajikan dengan berita-berita perkembangan dunia perubatan yang begitu mengujakan. Dadah baru yang begitu hebat kesannya, penemuan DNA yang mampu menghasilkan bahan kimia perencat sel kanser, penghasilan robot skala molekular yang mampu memasuki salur darah yang tersumbat & <i>the list goes on.</i><br />
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Sahabat-sahabat, mereka sedang menyelesaikan masalah atau hanya melambatkan<i> the inevitable end?</i> Adakah seorang lelaki menghidapi AIDS kerana ketiadaan vaccine untuk membunuh virus HIV atau kerana tabiat kehidupannya yang jelik? Adakah seorang pemudi merana arteriosclerosis kerana tiada robot yang cukup kecil untuk membuang deposit-deposit asing yang terkumpul dalam salur darah atau tabiat menyumbat perut dengan makanan tinggi dengan lemak?<br />
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Adakah kami para pengamal perubatan, pakar bedah, <i>dietician</i>, doktor-doktor hanya benteng? Penampan? Penjana jalan dan sebab agar masyarakat boleh terus hidup dengan gaya hidup yang teruk?<br />
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Seperti seorang lelaki kehausan. Ditutup matanya, diikat kedua-dua belah tangan dan kaki. Dipasakkan garinya betul-betul di tepi sebuah mata air. Meminta air dengan begitu terdesak. Kebetulan ada seorang musafir kasihan dengan keadaan si lelaki yang digari, ingin dibantu menghilangkan kehausannya.<br />
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Lalu apa musafir itu buat? Dibuka kantin airnya, diisikannya penuh dari mata air, dan disuakan kepada yang lelaki yang kehausan. Dibuat berulang kali sehingga dia puas.<br />
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'Saudara perlukan air lagi ke?'<br />
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'Tak, terima kasih kerana membantu aku wahai musafir.'<br />
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Merasakan tugasnya sudah selesai, sang musafir meneruskan perjalanan.<br />
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Satu hari berlalu. Dua pula. Tiga malam sudah sempurna.<br />
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Lelaki itu kembali kehausan.<br />
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Tiba seorang lagi musafir yang membantu dengan cara yang sama.<br />
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Lelaki itu kembali kehausan.<br />
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Adakah tidak ada cara lain untuk membantu si lelaki kehausan? Adakah tindakan para musafir telah menghilangkan dahaganya atau sekadar menampan masalah yang akan kembali?<br />
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Saya tidak ingin menyuakan secawan air. Saya akan buka ikatan lelaki itu kerana dia sendiri mampu untuk berdiri dan menjaga dirinya sendiri.<br />
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'Jadi jelas ya pelaksaan kita?'<br />
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Gambarajah dan jadual di atas papan putih dirujuk. Contengan-contengan dan <i>scribbles </i>yang bakal direalisasikan.<br />
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'Ramai populasi penduduk bekerja sebagai petani dan pekebun. Projek penebusan tanah dan penghasilan bahan-bahan industri daripada bahan sisa aktiviti mereka kita <i>proceed</i> ya? Masalah perparitan kita akan <i>address</i> dalam perjumpaan kita dengan wakil daerah nanti. Biar kita buka mata mereka tentang kepentingan sains & teknologi.'<br />
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'Apa-apa pun, paling penting kita ketengahkan Islam dalam karnival ni. Samada<i> audience</i> kita <b>Muslim</b><i> or not </i><b>Muslim</b><i>, they must face fact and history!'</i><br />
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Tak terkata perasaan semasa mendengar ungkapan pak cik dan mak cik yang sudah lanjut umur dan memang banyak komitmen. Siapa mereka kini tidak membutakan pandangan mereka kepada Prinsip yang satu ini.<br />
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KITA SEMUA DAIE!<br />
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Hari itu saya pulang ke kampus dengan semangat yang kembali teguh. Aku akan teruskan perjalanan!<br />
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Owh, lupa nak mention. Pak cik & mak cik saya maksudkan diatas adalah <b>professor-professor</b> yang memegang jawatan besar seperti <b>dekan</b> dan<b> ketua jabatan</b> di universiti masing-masing.....<br />
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"Kau ni Halim perangai ko macam ni, macam ni, macam ni..."</div>
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"Ni kajian lama dah yang orang buat. Sejak zaman Greek lagi."</div>
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Muka semuanya berkerut. Nada sudah tidak lagi mesra.</div>
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Fuuh, telan je la Halim oii.</div>
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Dari kau terus bertekak, baik kau diam. Masalah tak selesai tapi KONFLIK berjaya dielakkan.</div>
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Kita ada banyak isu yang kita tak puas hati kan?</div>
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Boleh kata semuanya remeh-remeh dan kecil-kecil wal tak menganggu nyawa dan agama kita. Nak dibahaskan memang boleh, sampai angkat kain, berterbangan kerusi meja boleh sahaja kita teruskan sesi AKU LEBIH BENAR DARI KAU!<br />
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Tapi apa yang dapat dicapai di hujung bicara salam? Ego tercalar dan hati yang cedera tahap kritikal sampai perlu transplant.<br />
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Rosak sebab dah berkurap dengan rasa tak puas hati dan pandang senget kepada sahabat-sahabat yang berjumlah sekecil cuma di alam yang sementara ni.<br />
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Berapa ramai manusia member kita yang sampai kita perlu angkat senjata hanya untuk menegakkan benang yang basah?<br />
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Berapa ramai manusia yang baik Islamnya seperti rakan kita sampai kita perlu menggunakan hujah agama untuk memenangkan pendapat dalam bertelagah?<br />
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Berapa ramai manusia yang begitu baik kepada kita sampai sanggup kita layan sahabat kita macam lalang yang tumbuh meliar?<br />
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Jangan la hidup macam dalam PMS, relaks dan pertimbangkan yang BESAR daripada yang besar.<br />
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Kena ambil wudhu' cepat-cepat ni. /(>W<)\<br />
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Anda pernah tak termenung di sisi sebuah gaung? Ada orang melihat jauh ke ufuk yang terbentang di mata. Saya pula selalu memandang jauh ke dasar ke bawah.</div>
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Yang melihat ke ufuk selalu menghiasi mindanya dengan mimpi-mimpi dan ilusi yang manis. Mengidamkan semua yang dicita menjadi. Satu langkah dimajukan, terus terbayang kejayaan-kejayaan yang gemilang bakal dicapai.</div>
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Pencapaian akademik yang hebat. 4 leper dari awal semester hingga yang akhir.</div>
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Pembasmian merokok di sekitar kawasan asrama.</div>
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<i>Zero coupling</i> dan masalah sosial di kawasan kampus.</div>
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Pembinaan kesatuan antara semua ahli masyarakat.</div>
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<i>Revival</i> mahasiswa dan mahasiswi Muslim tentang tanggungjawab mereka terhadap ummat.</div>
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Saya sudah menghampiri gaung yang maha dalam itu. Saya tidak mendapati cahaya-cahaya lampu perayaan di bawah sana, hanya kegelapan mutlak yang begitu meragukan.</div>
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Entah apa mendiami kawasan ngeri sebegitu rupa.</div>
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Entah apa yang menunggu kehadiran saya di bawah sana.</div>
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Entah-entah apa yang saya ketemukan di bawah sana bukanlah seperti yang diharapkan.</div>
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Ketika itu semua mimpi dan ilusi sudah lenyap ditiup dingin angin bertekanan rendah. Sedarlah anak Adam, ini bukan calang-calang usaha.</div>
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Tiada <i>bungge cord</i> untuk menarik saya kembali ke atas.</div>
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Tiada <i>parachute</i> untuk melewatkan terjunan.</div>
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Hanya keyakinan untuk terus menuju ke dasar.</div>
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Ingat matlamat kita sahabat-sahabat sekalian, walau besar atau kecil, ini prinsip yang perlu ada. Kita menuntut keindahan dalam usaha, tapi hasil yang baik akan didampingi oleh usaha yang begitu menyeksa.<br />
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Gaung itu memanggil.<br />
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<i>Time for a deep dive</i>.<br />
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Sudah satu tempoh yang lama berlalu sejak blog ni di-<i>update-</i>kan. Maaf wahai laman sawang peribadiku! Telah ku abaikan kamu sejak sekian lama.</div>
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Bukannya tak sayang, tapi ada benda lain yang lebih menagih kasih.</div>
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Bukan tak rindu, cuma anda benda lain yang lebih menagih rindu.</div>
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Bukan tak suka, cuma ada benda lain yang lebih menarik minat.</div>
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Bukan curang, cuma saya perlu mengutamakan apa yang lebih utama.</div>
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Lebih-lebih lagi sejak menanggung amanah yang paling besar yang pernah saya pikul sejak berumur 20 tahun ni.</div>
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Banyak sangat yang saya fikirkan, sampai nak berasap kepala dibuatnya.</div>
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Saya seorang pelajar, pemimpin, anak, abang, adik, daie, khalifah dan hamba.</div>
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Harapan saya,papan kekunci yang ditekan melakar buah fikiran dan lintasan hati dalam paparan skrin agar lebih terang jalan dan kekusutan yang melanda.</div>
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Saksikanlah ini usaha agar aku lebih memahami amanah kehidupan Ya Allah. Ameen...</div>haz-1http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161039312674652452noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806583336155172157.post-11414021033975504712011-07-05T07:49:00.000-07:002011-07-05T07:54:57.169-07:00Timbangan Kata-kata<div style="text-align: center;">
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Setiap perkara ada timbangannya.Tinggi rendah, panjang pendek, ada skala dia. Kata-kata pula bagaimana? Bagaimana kita mengukur kata-kata seseorang ya?<br />
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Tatabahasa? Kalau begitu ada sahaja cakap orang kampung yang tunggang langgang tapi lebih didengari dari cakap orang akademik. ( tapi tak semua orang kampung macam tu eh?)<br />
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Kehalusan bahasa? Kadang-kadang bahasa yang <i>simple</i> dan kasar lebih diterima dari yang berlenggok lentok. Pernah kena 'pangkah' dengan kawan? Haa, macam tu la rasanya.<br />
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Cakap yang berapi? Ada sahaja mereka yang menguap sekalipun ada <i>speaker</i> yang begitu bersemangat menghamburkan kata-kata di hadapan.<br />
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Bagaimana? Apa sebenarnya menjadi timbangan kata-kata, yang membezakan nilai dan keberatannya?<br />
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'Hazwan, kau ni mengapa la suka sangat ponteng kelas? Penting sekolah tau?'<br />
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'Cikgu hairan betul la dengan kamu Hazwan, mengapa la kamu suka sangat dengan bendang bersemak tu?'<br />
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Hazwan buat-buat tak dengar teguran rakan sebelah dan guru, sudah seminggu mejanya di dalam kelasnya tidak berpenghuni. Habuk yang sudah mula terkumpul di atasnya, tak cuba lansung dia bersihkan. Sekalipun kelas berlansung, buku tidak pernah berkuak sehinggalah disuruh cikgu kerana pandangannya sentiasa dilontarkan ke hijau girang sawah padi di luar. Sejurus bunyi loceng terakhir berkumandang, dia terus bergegas ke rumah, diendahkan pandangan dan lirikan mata masyarakat sekolah.<br />
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'Siapa kau nak tegur aku?' Getus hati kecil Hazwan.<br />
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Dalam langkah kecilnya menuju ke pagar rumah, dilihat ibunya yang sudah lama menanti di daun pintu. Hazwan tunduk, terasa bagai ada sesuatu yang sedang meliputi jasad.<br />
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'Assalamualaikum.'<br />
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'Waalaikmussalam', salam dibalas oleh satu suara yang lembut.<br />
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Ditundukkan pandangannya, Hazwan terus menanggalkan kasut dan mengangkat kaki memasuki rumah, ibunya masih di daun pintu, melihat keluar tanpa berkata apa-apa.<br />
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Hazwan tahu dia tidak patut berkelakuan begini. Ibunya pasti ingin mengatakan sesuatu. Terhenti dalam langkah, Hazwan kini membelakangi ibunya. Digenggam erat tali galas beg, dia sedia untuk mendengar.<br />
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'Hazwan...'<br />
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'Ya mak?'<br />
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Sepi sebentar. Mungkin hikmah ibu sedang memainkan peranan, menenangkan dahulu si anak yang sedang keliru.<br />
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'Mak tahu Hazwan tak suka sekolah. Mak pun tahu Hazwan selalu ke tepi bendang yang abang kamu selalu bawa kamu pergi, tapi itu bukan sebab yang baik untuk Hazwan tak pergi sekolah.'<br />
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Hazwan hanya senyap membatu. Benar kata-kata ibu.<br />
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'Abang kamu tu dah habis belajar kat sekolah menengah dengan kamu. Dia dah lepas tingkatan 5, kamu tahun ni tingkatan 2. Tapi abang kamu berhenti belajar tak?'<br />
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Senyap lagi. Hazwan memang sudah tahu. Dirasakan lembut tangan ibu mengusap kepalanya.<br />
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'Esok Hazwan pergi sekolah belajar betul-betul ya?'<br />
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Terasa sebuah kucupan di atas kepala. Ibu terus berlalu ke dapur, tidak mengatakan apa-apa. Hazwan masih berdiri disitu.<br />
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Dia terasa tidak dihukum, tidak dipandang serong. Kata-kata yang didengarnya benar-benar terbit dari lisan insan yang menyayanginya.<br />
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Dalam seni hatinya, tersemai azam untuk pergi ke sekolah esok hari.<br />
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Apakah beza kalimah ibu dengan mereka yang lain? Ingin dikatakan apa yang cikgu, rakan-rakan dan kenalan nasihatkan kepada Hazwan lain, saya rasa sama sahaja. </div>
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Pergi sekolah, jangan sedih, abang kamu masih sambung belajar.</div>
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Tapi apabila ibu memberi nasihat yang sama, hati Hazwan terus terbuka.</div>
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Apa yang saya tahu, kata-kata kita dinilai daripada niat dan prinsip ketika kita mula melafazkan sesuatu. Jika disampaikan sesuatu dengan bersahaja, niat dan prinsip kita akan dizahirkan dengan cara kita melayan si pendengar.</div>
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Tidak memandang muka si pendengar, suara kita hapak dengan perasaan malas dan terpaksa.</div>
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Lebih teruk lagi jika berbaur sinikal seolah-olah mengatakan 'AKU LEBIH SUCI DARIPADA ENGKAU'! Teguran diberikan dengan rasa bangga dan takabbur kerana melihat orang lain lebih teruk daripada kita, teguran yang menjadi penzahiran penyakit takabbur yang sangat halus.</div>
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Selepas itu dijustifikasikan sebagai hikmah kerana dianggap yang ditegur keras kepala.<br />
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'Orang hati gelap kita kena genyeh sikit! Baru tanggal karat!'<br />
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Saya tidak mengatakan segala teguran keras lahir dari sifat yang sinikal, tetapi sentiasa wujud satu garisan halus antara hikmah dan cara yang salah. Satu perkara yang kita patut berusaha untuk dielak daripada disengajakan.<br />
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Kerana teguran sebegini hanya menjarakkan mereka dari hakikat yang mereka sudah tahu kebenarannya.<br />
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<b>NILAI NIAT DAN PRINSIP</b><br />
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Berbalik kepada soalan niat dan prinsip, tahukah anda atas dasar apakah dakwah Islam hari ini sampai ke bumi kita?<br />
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Ia dicetuskan bukanlah kerana rasa <i>superiority</i> orang Arab ke atas bangsa lain, satu sentimen yang dilaungkan oleh para Imperialis barat ketikamana mereka mengabsahkan penjajahan dengan slogan 'BEBAN ORANG PUTIH'.<br />
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Bukan juga berpaksikan rasa tingginya nilai diri sehingga para dai'e memandang tugas mereka adalah untuk mengajar manusia-manusia yang HINA soal akhlak dan budi.<br />
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Tapi atas prinsip nubuwwah yang sanggup menutup pandang seksaan dan cercaan kaum Thaif ketikamana seruan Islam disampaikan kepada mereka.<br />
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Kerana seruan itu dibuat atas bumi cinta dan kasih sayang.<br />
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Satu nilai yang meyiram utuh prinsip atau manhaj Rasulullah S.A.W.<br />
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Saya masih teringat satu kisah ketikamana Aisyah R.a meminta kepada Rasulullah S.A.W untuk berdoa untuknya. Lalu Rasulullah S.A.W. berdoa:-<br />
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"<i>Ya Allah! Ampunilah dosa Aisyah yang terdahulu dan terkemudian, dan yang tersembunyi dan yang terang!"</i></blockquote>
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Girang Saiyidatina Aisyah mendengar titipan doa Rasulullah S.A.W. Diriwayatkan Humaira ketawa sehingga kepalanya jatuh ke riba.<br />
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Lalu Rasulullah S.A.W. bersabda: 'Adakah doaku menggembirakan engkau wahai Aisyah?'<br />
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'Mana mungkin saya tidak dengan doa sebegitu Wahai Rasulullah?' Jawab Aisyah r.a.<br />
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'Demi Allah! Inilah doa yang aku sentiasa panjatkan untuk ummatku!'<br />
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Satu jawapan yang betul-betul mantap dan layak dengan KERASULAN-mu ya Nabi Muhammad S.A.W!<br />
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Bagaimana nilai dan peribadi yang kita ada berbanding Rasulullah dalam menyampaikan kebaikan dan mencegah kemungkaran?<br />
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Hmmm, mungkin inilah sebab nasihat kita kurang berkesan, sehingga lansung tiada nilai apabila dihadapkan ke timbangan kata-kata. Wallahua'alam, apa yang saya katakan hanyalah hasil cerap deria kurniaan-Nya.<br />
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Namun khabar baginda S.A.W dari kata-kata, perbuatan dan taqrir adalah hujjah yang wajib dipertimbangkan dalam segala gerak-geri hidup kita.<br />
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Berapa berat rasanya ya coretan saya ni?<br />
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Masa untuk merujuk ke timbangan kata-kata, timbangan niat dan prinsip.<br />
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