“Am I a professional muslim?” by Prof Dr Muhaya.

An inspirational speaker does not need a script. She just spoke through her heart and with the guidance of Allah. And well, she did touch every single heart of the audience. SubhanAllah.

“Am I a professional muslim?” by Prof Dr Muhaya.

Ciri mukmin professional

•            Bertaqwa kepada Allah
•         Berakhlak dengan manusia
•         Kerja sebaik mungkin (itqan)

4 jenis manusia

•  Make things happen
•  Wait for things to happen
• Wonder what happens
•  Don’t know what happens

Be the first person. The rest are losers.

“None of us has the right to think that we are better than anyone else”

The most Superior is Allah SWT.

“The more we show, actually the less we have”

Stop showing off, we have nothing.

“The more you put on, the less pretty you are”

Less is always more J

“Only problematic people have problems”

We create our own problem. We have the choice to make it smaller or to outgrow the problem. Most of us outgrow them. Choose wiser now.

4 Levels of Knowledge

•  Unconscious incompetence
•  Conscious incompetence
• Conscious competence
• Unconscious competence

Professionals are those who are unconsciously competent. Meaning they do not know they are good at something but just do the things effortlessly.

Subconscious Mind

The power of mind in controlling our life. What we are is actually what we think we are. This may sound cliché but trust me it’s true.

“Our inner world controls our outer world. Thoughts influence by emotion will lead to action and result. Positive thoughts will then produce positive results”.

“Kareer adalah untuk memenuhi tujuan hidup iaitu redha Allah bukan untuk memenuhi keperluan hidup iaitu kebendaan”

“The most insane person is the one doing the same thing, expecting different result –Albert Einstein”

“Macam mana kita buat baik pada orang, macam itulah Allah akan buat baik pada kita”.

“Once you have Allah, you don’t need anybody else”.

Last but not least, you have to see it to believe it. She's great ;)

Wallahu'alam.

A letter for you

Dear beloved Abe Kir,

I’m writing this letter to you in these few moments that you’re still single. I’m afraid it will sound different when you are already called a husband J

I ran into my old writings last night and saw the story I wrote about us. And I’m actually embarrassed that I was so loud with my words. But I think because you are so far, I need to shout out for you to hear.

I know I’m supposed to be happy; it’s your big day. But the fact that we’re not there made my mood sway. These few days, I’m preoccupying myself to avoid the thought that you’re getting married. And you are in a few bits.

Dear beloved Abe Kir,

I just want to say THANK YOU.

Thank you for the times you’re there for me,

Thank you for the wise words you gave me,

Thank you for just kept silence when I cried,

And just hear my tears and let it dry.

Thank you for leading my way,

When sometimes I went astray,

Thank you for making me smile,

Though the jokes are hard to buy J

Thank you for taking me seriously,

And thank you because you really care.

I won’t ask for another one, because you have been the best. I just hope that I’m not losing you and my phone will still ring with ‘private number’ on the view J

Now that you found your other half, I’m absolutely thrilled. You found yourself a solehah wife, and I’m praying that you’ll be forever happy.  

Barakallahulakuma Wabaraka ‘Alaikuma Wajama’a Bainakuma Fi Khair <3

lepas ni orang lain pulak kat sebelah tu :P

Hey young fella

I watched you from the corner of my eyes. It’s not like I don’t care. We were friends before, don’t you dare to forget. Once you are in confusion, I try to lead you on and showed you the way. And you attentively following like you really care.

Never did I know you’re just like chameleon. You’re yellow when with me, next time you’re green. I thought you did see what I was showing you. Never did I know, you’re blinded by the truth. Hold on, fella. I’ll try to save you. But the next thing I know, you’re nearly drowned without a clue.

Not did you don’t have the slightest idea. It’s just you’re too preoccupied to see. Hold on fella, wait for me. Listen for a bit, I’ll make you wait. You’re currently committing suicide. If you’re not going to die, it will sure leave a scar.

But you’re still busy. With the new life you’re having. Fun, joyful as it never been, when you still listen to me. I know my type of life will not be as much fun, but I’ll guarantee it will make you in peace and calm. So hold on fella, listen to me. I got something to tell you, please hear me.

That joy you’re having now is surely temporary. It will not be as much fun when the day you see Him. He will ask everything that you’re doing and I’m afraid you’ll call me to explain.

Yes, I did tell you the truth. But you might say it’s not enough for you. So hold on fella, listen to me. Just one more time, I beg you please think. It’s not that I’m not willing to answer for you. But I’m afraid I can’t answer mine so please help me too.

I care for you, because we were friends. I’ll help you out when you need a hand. But sometimes these hands are not that strong, to hold you for way too long. That’s why I’m asking you know,

Please come back where you belong :”) 

My journey started from his journey

Love you boy.

I do not intend to discriminate any of my kids (nieces and nephews) but I do have one very special kid that truly influences my life journey.  My journey of stepping into the “ear world” has started because he already started his. His name is Muhammad Ateef Zhofran, my fourth nephew.  I never shared his story before because I thought it was something confidential. But I want everyone related to know how he already affected my life without his consent, I believe.

Last time I was determined that I was going to be somewhat a medical doctor. I never thought of the difficult journey, but rather it was a lifelong ambition. So I thought it was mandatory from the beginning. Never did I know that Allah predetermined that I was meant in another specialization of the health field which is called Audiology. Never heard about it and never knew it will someday be something very major in my life. But I was so determined to choose it from all the options of the allied health sciences and at that time I don’t know why.

What I do know is my urge is very much induced by the condition of my nephew. Ateef was diagnosed to have profound and severe hearing impairment when he was about one and a half year old. At that time I do not realize how severe his condition was. What I do know is maybe Allah has set my path with him as the precursor. So, I keep my stand tight and decided to go with it. And I did.

Now, I’m on my way of finishing my first year of Bachelor of Audiology. And what I can say is the more I learn in this course, the more I get to know his side of the world. And I do quickly become emotional when I knew the real condition of his impairment. How silent his world was, how difficult for him to learn and how it’s hard for him to make people understand. The real condition of his ear, the possibility of accumulation of amniotic fluid, the part of middle ear involved and the afterward effects.

I know I have to be stronger than today so that I will discover his world without flowing tears. But sometimes I just can’t help myself and I know that is because I love him so much and I want him to be fine. And thanks to him also he opened the door for me to understand other types of disorders for other children about his age. And MasyaAllah there are numerous types of disorders suffered by millions of children around the whole world. And there are only related to communication!

He taught me many things without his consent. He taught me to be emphatic to children with disorders, to be patient and understanding and to be helpful. How I wish I can be of a help to them. Because they never wished for the condition, they are gifted with it. But how important for us to try to understand and help with their learning progress.  They will ease our path to Jannah afterwards insyaAllah.

Ateef had undergone cochlear implant last year and regained his hearing Alhamdulillah. But we do know that it is only the beginning of his new journey of learning and coping with everything. Soon, by years I will discover more about his current world and what may be helpful to it. I want to be strong and resilient so that I will withstand the coming episodes of his real world. I want him to know that Acu is struggling to learn everything for him and his friends in the future insyaAllah. I want to be the best audiologist, speech therapist, psychologist and linguist for him so that he will need nobody else.

O Allah, please ease my path of seeking knowledge and

O Allah, please put him under your full protection and please ease his path of knowing the world.

You Indeed Know Best  :”)