Jasa yang tidak terbalas....

Hari ini, kita semua mempunyai hala tuju kehidupan yang tersendiri.

Tak kiralah apa pekerjaan kita, di mana level kejayaan kita, apa pun latar belakang kehidupan kita... Ada satu perkara yang kita miliki bersama; Langkah pertama kita bermula....

Samada kita seorang doktor, pensyarah, engineer, orang gomen, hatta suri rumah sekalipun... Kehidupan dan kejayaan yang kita kecapi hari ini bermula daripada pendidikan asas yang kita perolehi ketika kecil dahulu...

Setinggi mana pun jawatan kita hari ini, kita tak mungkin mampu membaca jika kita tidak mengenal ABC.

Sehebat mana pun pengaruh kita hari ini, kita bukanlah sesiapa jika tiada yang mendidik kita untuk berakhlak mulia.

Adakah kita masih mengingati wajah mereka yang mula-mula membawa kita mengenal huruf dan angka?

Sungguhpun kita lebih berjaya daripada mereka, namun mereka lah orang yang lebih banyak jasanya kepada kita.
Merekalah ibu bapa kita,
guru-guru kita,
sahabat-sahabat kita....

* Terima kasih kepada:-
Ibu dan ayah - yang telah banyak melaburkan harta dan tenaga untuk pendidikan Xiet. Xiet ingat Xiet mula membaca seawal umur 5 tahun... Dah boleh baca surat khabar masa tu, walaupun merangkak-rangkak... And Xiet hafal do'a Iftitah dan Al-Fathihah ketika umur 5-6 tahun jugak... Ayah dulu ajar ngaji garang giler. And Xiet dulu bebal giler. Dia pernah rotan Xiet dekat tangan guna hanger sampai hanger patah sebab Xiet tak hafal2 Alif Ba Ta...

Cikgu Ramlah, Cikgu Tadika Xiet. Cikgu Ramlah adalah di antara orang yang mula-mula mendidik Xiet mengenal huruf, angka, dan sebagainya...

Ustazah-Ustaza sekolah agama, terutamanya Ustazah Siti Rohani, ustazan darjah 3 Xiet yang Xiet sayanggggg sangat...

Teacher Hajah Salwa, teacher masa darjah 6. The only teacher yang ajar Xiet bahasa inggeris dengan penuh dedikasi. Dulu Xiet suke english sebab teacher ni lah. Pastu sekolah menengah tak suke dah sebab teacher selalu tukar2, tak masuk kelas dan sebagainya....

Dan semua guru-guru yang mendidik Xiet samada secara langsung ataupun tidak...

Tak lupe juga kepada mereka2 yang menjadi pencetus dan penyebab Xiet mengenal FCR, Interfaith Dialog, critical thinking, and yang sewaktu dengannya.... Sebab 3 tahun belajar di UM dulu, Xiet bukan sahaja dapat ilmu dan sijil tentang kursus yang dipilih, tetapi far beyond that... Xiet belajar agama, ukhuwwah, kehidupan, berpeluang mengenali para ilmuan yang hebat2, dan macam-macam lagi.... Whoever you are, wherever you are, you guys are special in my heart...

Sebab tanpa adanya kalian, tanpa wujudnya langkah pertama tersebut... Maka tiada lah Xiet di sini, seperti hari ini...

A sad love story...

I found this in my archive. Never thought I could write something like this. Not because it is good, but because it is cheesy.Haha. (Is it?). Anyway, just want to post it here and i hope the person that had been the reason of this story ever exist are in peace now. 


P/S: I'm dedicating this post to whoever having tough situation about love.... and its alliance...

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Once upon a time, there was a boy who fell in love with a girl. He loved her very very very much. He dreamed of marrying her.

But then he met a man, someone who also loved the girl very very very much. And he knew that the man was much much much better than him, and would make a better husband for her than he ever could.So he let her go, and he told the girl that she should accept the man if he approached her, and the boy told himself  that he too should let go of the girl.

And so the man and the girl became a couple, and when the girl told the boy about it he was sooo happy for her. He was happy for her because he knew he had done the right thing, and that the man would make her very very very happy, and that was all that mattered to him.

But at the same time, even though he was happy for her, inside his heart, it hurt. It hurt very very very much. And the pain didn’t go away. He wanted to forget her completely, but she was still his friend and he knew she would be upset if he stopped being her friend and he couldn’t bear to do that, so he did his best to still be her friend. But the pain didn’t go away.

Sometimes he cried himself to sleep. He did not know what to do. Sometimes he would meet the girl and the man, and he would smile at them, because he was happy for them and wanted them to think he was happy.


But the smile felt fake, it was like a mask he wore over his face, and inside his heart he felt like dying.

Everyday, he felt like dying. He felt like there was a hole inside his heart, a big empty hole that could never be filled. And the pain refused to go away.

He made some stupid things during that time. He made a big mistake that he will always regret and never forgive himself for. Before this, he had thought he would be strong enough. But he wasn’t strong. He was weak. It hurt so much inside. He didn’t know how he could withstand it. He didn’t know how he could survive and keep on living.

I wish I could tell you that something happened to him to make the pain go away. I wish there was some kind of event that magically made all his problems go away. But that only happens in stories. In the real world, there are no magical solutions to our problems.

But then...the boy survived. I wish I could tell you how he survived, but even he doesn’t know how he survived. The pain was there - the pain never goes away, not ever - but over time, eventually, he learned how to get used to it. Slowly, eventually, it stopped hurting him so much. The fake smile he used to wear has gone away, and now the smile he wears is true and genuine, especially when he meets the girl because he really is happy that she is happy. 


But even now, every now and then, he will remember what he used to dream… and the pain will come back, as strong as before. The love has never changed and never will change. He thought he could change it and has someone else can substitute her place in his heart, but he was wrong. 


And the pain...he has gotten used to it. He knows how to deal with it, and the pain doesn’t affect him like it used to.

The boy is happy. Life isn’t perfect, but this life is never perfect, it is only the next life that can be perfect. And more than anything, he knows he did the right thing. He made the right choice, no matter how much it hurt him. And that is all that matters.

There is no magical solution to our problems. When it comes to matters of the heart, there is no pill we can take to make the pain go away. All we have is time, the support of the people we love… and our own strength, and our faith in God to give us the strength that we need.

Everybody has their own sad story in their life. It might affect the action but always remember that whatever we do, there are consequences that we are responsible for. Yes, it hurt…and it hurt so much. But don’t ever lose hope because we have Allah The Almighty as our very best friend…

You ARE strong enough to withstand situation like this (if this ever happen to you). I know you are. Why do I know this? Because God never gives a soul a burden more than it can bear (2:286). God loves you. God tests you because He knows you are strong enough. That boy in the story - he didn’t think he could survive either. He didn’t think he was strong enough. But in the end he survived. He found strength that he never knew he had - strength that God gave him so he could withstand the test.

LoVe,

xiet_enigma….

An excellent muslim sportswoman...

When Ruqaya Al Ghasara won the women’s 200m final at the recent Asian Games in Doha, she became the first Bahraini born athlete to win a major international athletics gold medal.

2004 - She became the first Muslim woman from an Arabian country to compete at the Olympic Games.

2005 - She was the first woman to ever win a race at the West Asian Games, when the Doha-hosted competition allowed female competitors for the first time ever.

But her most treasured first of all came in December last year, when she returned to the Qatari capital for the Asian Games and won the women’s 200m final, with the best time of 23.02 (-0.8m/s), placing her in the world’s top 60 and nicely poised to make a serious assault on the world scene in this coming year.

The 24-year-old, who also won bronze in the 100m, became one of the icons of the four-yearly multi-sport spectacular, both for her achievements on the track but also for her choice of clothing.

She was asked ‘What is it?’,
‘Why are you wearing it?’
She answered,

“It’s not just a matter of wearing a piece of cloth. There is something very special about wearing the hijab. It gives me strength. I feel lots of support from society because I am wearing the Islamic hijab. There is a relationship between the hijab and the heart.”

“I have a great desire to show that there are no problems with wearing these clothes.Wearing a veil proves that Muslim women face no obstacle and encourage them to compete in sports”

So let's hope for more muslim women to unleash their talents in sports.

aRen't We ProuD To Be MuSlimS?

Credit to google for pics

Tanda-tanda penyakit Wahan!

Salam,

Korang ingat tak satu hadith tentang ni;

“Hampir tiba suatu masa di mana bangsa-bangsa dan seluruh dunia akan datang mengerumuni kamu bagaikan orang-orang yang hendak makan mengerumuni talam hidangan mereka.” Maka salah seorang sahabat bertanya “Apakah dari kerana kami sedikit pada hari itu?” Nabi SAW menjawab, “Bahkan kamu pada hari itu banyak sekali, tetapi kamu umpama buih di waktu banjir, dan Allah akan mencabut rasa gerun terhadap kamu dari hati musuh-musuh kamu, dan Allah akan mencampakkan ke dalam hati kamu penyakit ‘wahan’.” Seorang sahabat bertanya, “Apakah wahan itu hai Rasulullah?” Nabi menjawab, “Cintakan dunia dan takut mati.” – HR Abu Daud

I knew this hadith when I was in secondary school kot. And masih ingat tentang hadith ni sampai sekarang. Every now and then, hadith ni macam suddenly pop up from my head, especially when I'm kinda lost in my own temporary world ni....

Apa yang best sangat tentang hadith ni? 

Wei, ada ke hadith yg tak best? Ok, tak best kalau hadith tu maudhu'. Tapi hadith ni sahih OK!

Basically, Hadith ni menceritakan tentang peristiwa akhir zaman di mana walaupun umat Islam ramai, tapi umat Islam lemah. Kuantiti tidak melambangkan kualiti. And dalam hadith ni sendiri menyatakan bahawa kelemahan umat Islam adalah berpunca daripada umat Islam sendiri.... Sebab apa? Sebab umat Islam akhir zaman lebih cintakan dunia dan benci/takut mati! 

Kita kan umat Islam akhir zaman kan? So hadith ni cerita tentang kita lah kan! Adakah kita penyumbang kepada kebanjiran umat Islam akhir zaman yang macam dalam hadith ni?!

Erm... OK, macam mana nak tau kalau kita cinta dunia dan takut mati ekk?

Kat sini ada beberapa tanda-tanda yang kita boleh buat check list. 

1. Kalau solat susah nak khusyu'... Dalam solat tu macam2 nak pikir. And biasalah, semua berkisar tentang hal2 duniawi.... Biasa time solat la baru teringat benda yang hilang, baru teringat ada kerja yang tak siap, dandan time tu terpikir macam2 idea bernas. Pendek kata semua benda lah teringat....

P/S 1: Sebagai manusia biasa, memang la kita mungkin susah nak dapat kekhusyukan 100%. Tapi kalau percentage khusyuk hampeh sangat, mesti ada something wrong somewhere kan?

2. Kalau dah mula nak berkira banyak perkara.... Dalam dunia ni, tak semua kebaikan kita akan dibalas dengan kebaikan yg setimpal, terutamanya yang bersifat material. So kalau dah semua benda baik yang kita buat kita tulis dalam buku 3 5, dan berharap dibalas dengan kebaikan jugak, macam ne tu ek?

3. Bila kita dah mula sebok mementingkan persepsi orang terhadap kita.... Dan kurang mementingkan persepsi Allah terhadap kita. Bila kita rasa penting sangat untuk menjadi sempurna di mata manusia sehinggakan sanggup melanggar panduan agama

4. Bila kuasa menjadi kepentingan utama.... Kita nak rasa berkuasa, sebab kita rasa hebat, sebab kita rasa diri kita penting, sebab kita rasa kita bagus sangat, sampai kita buat apa saja untuk menjadi berkuasa...

5. Bila kurang masa untuk bersama Dia. Yelah kan, kita cuma ada 24 jam sehari. Kalau solat lama2, ngaji banyak2, nanti tak dapat la nak buat banyak benda. So cut masa solat dan ngaji, top up kat tempat lain...Yang semua hal duniawi!

6. Bila sedar buat jahat, tapi lambat bertaubat.....

P/S 2: Inilah yang Xiet rasa, berdasarkan pengalaman sendiri. Kalau korang ada lagi kayu ukur yang boleh dimuhasabahkan bersama, boleh la share jugak.

“Say: ‘Short is the enjoyment of this world. And the Hereafter is the best for those who do right. And you will never be dealt with unjustly in the very least. Wherever you are, death will find you out, even if you are in towers built up strong and high.” [An-Nisaa, 4:77-78]

Wallahua'lam

Xiet Enigma

Shah Alam

27/4/2011

The Climb...It Cheers me Up.

He cheers me up... he always does!

There are times where I feel really messed up, where I feel like giving up...
There are times where I don't want to finish what I'm struggling, and simply want to end the story there, close the very chapter, and start the new one with a new hope...

There are times....



And at this very moment, I'm touched by this song, and I'm feeling all right.
{Tears after tears after tears, and eventually there's a smile} (",)

Xiet Enigma
Shah Alam
22/4/2011
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