tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17416666447982932962024-02-19T10:44:04.795+08:00aku. Dia. life!deeper conversationnajeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01148804300695575785noreply@blogger.comBlogger71125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741666644798293296.post-81954077844283142892013-01-11T21:19:00.000+08:002013-01-11T22:53:51.911+08:00My roomies<br />
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<span lang="EN-US">To my
dearest roommates, you guys have been great!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Just to let
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<span lang="EN-US">Thank you
for all the times we spend together,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">The times
we illegally cook and eat a whole bunch together,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">The times we go out and have loads of fun together,</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">The times we watch thriller movies and i'm the coward-est,</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">And those many times we share our thoughts and what not.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">For my sweet unnie, Kak Fafa.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Gomawo for being so crazy, unpredictable and super cute at times.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">You eventually made my day, every time.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">And still, you're my loving unnie. Saranghae! </span><br />
(naega bare jana! hehe)</div>
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<span lang="EN-US">For my caring Zaza.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Thanks for the times you are there for me.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">And just be patient with all my miseries. Haha</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">I will not forget the time you sooth me when my dad is sick.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">I love you, truthfully.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">For my random Rara.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Thanks for accompanying me all the way, all the time.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Being random is what makes you unique.</span></div>
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Do not try to be anyone else.</div>
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Take care chinggu-ya! I will miss your alarm. Haha</div>
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For my kind-hearted Minmin.</div>
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Being so nice and thoughtful at all times,</div>
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Will definitely make me miss you.</div>
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I will not forget you're my first aid every injury times,</div>
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And my companion at times I'm being coward. Hehe</div>
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Super thank you!</div>
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For my innocent Yana.</div>
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Sorry for all the times I teased you. And I know I do it a lot. Haha</div>
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It's just you're so innocent to trust all my words.</div>
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And I'm just being naughty at times :)</div>
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Alas, I have bountiful memorable times with you.</div>
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Just don't trust everyone, okay? Hehe</div>
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I love each one of you so don't dare to forget my presence.</div>
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I will haunt my compartment! Hahaha *evil laugh</div>
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Sorry and thanks for everything.</div>
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Pray hard for me, for anything at all.</div>
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Sincerely, GG.</div>
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najeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01148804300695575785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741666644798293296.post-58117784947789092562012-06-13T13:51:00.001+08:002012-06-13T14:00:32.522+08:00It's Holiday!Baru 7 hari cuti dah freak out tak tentu pasal sebab culture
shock. Yelah, dari exam yang cramp macam tak boleh nak fikir benda lain kepada
hari-hari yang tak tahu nak fikir apa? Huhu.<br />
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Alhamdulillah.. Allah tunjuk jalan untuk isi masa lapang ini
dengan benda yang berfaedah. Bukannya takde plan sebelum cuti. Tapi tiba-tiba
semua tergendala. Takde rezeki mungkin. Hehe. InsyaAllah ini adalah kerja cuti terancam saya :)</div>
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Mula-mula nak kerja lain.. Dah suruh mak tanyakan sebelum
cuti hari tu. Tapi tiba-tiba mak tanya nak mengajar tak kat Maahad sebelah ni?
Bahasa Inggeris ke.. Apa lagi. Feberet tu.. Huhu. InsyaAllah start minggu depan.
Berdebar jugak anak murid semua hero-hero. Nakal sangat aku lastik jugak! :p</div>
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<span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">2) </span><span style="font-size: 7pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Nak makeover Bilik.</span></div>
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Memang terabai la kan bilik selama ni. Lama-lama kang boleh
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jadi macam kat bawah ni: <o:p></o:p></div>
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Ameeeeeeeeen panjang-panjang :D</div>
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<span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">3) Nak habiskan baca bukuuuuuuu!</span></div>
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Memang tak akan habis rasanya. Tapi at least biarlah boleh
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Memang bertimbun sangatlah bawak balik hari tu. Bukan senang nak start
hadam buku. Kena mentally prepared. Dah cuti ni memang nak naskhah yang
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Yang ni semua sebenarnya sampingan sahaja. Saya memang dah
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</tbody></table>najeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01148804300695575785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741666644798293296.post-79444575705230602742012-05-02T08:40:00.001+08:002012-05-02T08:40:29.297+08:00Terima Kasih Ya Allah!<br />
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Di ulangtahun ini, tiada apalah yang seharusnya aku lakukan
selain memanjatkan setinggi rasa kesyukuran ke hadrat Ilahi Rabbi atas segala
kurniaan yang tak terhingga sementelah aku masih bernafas ini.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Ya Allah,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Terima kasih atas kurniaan keluarga yang menyayangi,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Terima kasih atas kurniaan sahabat yang memahami,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Terima kasih atas segala kemudahan yang Kau beri,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Terima kasih atas pengajaran yang diteladani,<o:p></o:p></div>
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TERIMA KASIH ATAS HIDUP INI.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Terima kasih Ya Allah! <o:p></o:p></div>
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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.<br />
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“The more we show, actually the less we have”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“The more you put on, the less pretty you are”<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b>4 Levels of Knowledge</b><br />
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<li><span style="font-size: 7pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Unconscious incompetence</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: 7pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Conscious incompetence</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Conscious competence</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Unconscious competence</span></li>
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Professionals are those who are unconsciously competent. Meaning
they do not know they are good at something but just do the things
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<b>Subconscious Mind<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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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. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“Our inner world controls our outer world. Thoughts
influence by emotion will lead to action and result. Positive thoughts will
then produce positive results”.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Kareer adalah untuk memenuhi tujuan hidup iaitu redha Allah
bukan untuk memenuhi keperluan hidup iaitu kebendaan”</div>
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“The most insane person is the one doing the same thing,
expecting different result –Albert Einstein”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Macam mana kita buat baik pada orang, macam itulah Allah
akan buat baik pada kita”.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Once you have Allah, you don’t need anybody else”.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<o:p>Last but not least, you have to see it to believe it. She's great ;)</o:p></div>
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<o:p>Wallahu'alam.</o:p></div>
</div>najeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01148804300695575785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741666644798293296.post-9545147294848417312012-04-26T16:37:00.000+08:002012-04-26T16:49:05.727+08:00A letter for youDear beloved Abe Kir,<br />
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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 <span style="font-family: Wingdings;">J</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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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.<o:p></o:p></div>
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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.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Dear beloved Abe Kir,<o:p></o:p></div>
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I just want to say THANK YOU. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Thank you for the times you’re there for me,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Thank you for the wise words you gave me,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Thank you for just kept silence when I cried,<o:p></o:p></div>
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And just hear my tears and let it dry.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Thank you for leading my way,<o:p></o:p></div>
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When sometimes I went astray,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Thank you for making me smile,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Though the jokes are hard to buy <span style="font-family: Wingdings;">J</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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Thank you for taking me seriously,<o:p></o:p></div>
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And thank you because you really care.<o:p></o:p></div>
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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 <span style="font-family: Wingdings;">J</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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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. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Barakallahulakuma Wabaraka ‘Alaikuma Wajama’a Bainakuma Fi
Khair <3<o:p></o:p></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">lepas ni orang lain pulak kat sebelah tu :P</td></tr>
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<br /></div>najeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01148804300695575785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741666644798293296.post-68017136701579354892012-04-24T15:50:00.001+08:002012-04-24T16:03:02.931+08:00Hey young fella<div class="MsoNormal">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.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">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.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">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.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">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.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">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. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">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.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">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,<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Please come back where you belong :”) <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div>najeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01148804300695575785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741666644798293296.post-15414670568166166672012-04-06T19:08:00.004+08:002012-04-06T19:40:23.097+08:00My journey started from his journey<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Love you boy.<br />
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</tbody></table>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.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">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.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">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.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">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.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">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!<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">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. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">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:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">O Allah, please ease my path of seeking knowledge and</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">O Allah, please put him under your full protection and please ease his path of knowing the world.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">You Indeed Know Best :”)</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p></o:p></div>najeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01148804300695575785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741666644798293296.post-10398891448342133542012-03-13T00:32:00.001+08:002012-03-13T00:33:27.115+08:00Saya tak minta<div class="MsoNormal">Terkadang manusia akan hanya fikirkan diri sendiri. Apa yang baik untuknya, itulah yang terbaik untuk semua orang. Walhal terkadang ada yang boleh tersakiti oleh apa yang diperbuatkan.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Saya serik. Pernah difitnah dan dijaja cerita merata-rata. Hanya disebabkan ego seorang manusia. Ya, saya banyak mencabar ego orang. Kerana saya seorang yang tidak akan tunduk kepada apa yang tidak betul. Saya punya prinsip dan saya pohon agar prinsip saya tidak akan berubah sampai ke mati.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Tetapi sesetengah orang tak dapat terima. Konservatif katanya. Yang kau katakan konservatif itu agamamu! Agama yang kekal relevan sehingga hari manusia hancur dimamah bumi. Jangan cuba mempermudahkan apa yang sudah tersurat sebagai hukum. Itu syariat namanya.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Saya tidak ingin membenci orang. Kerana saya juga manusia biasa yang membuat kesilapan. Tetapi saya sedikit pun tidak kisah andai dikatakan lancang jika yang saya pertahankan itu benar. Kerana kebenaran itu tetap benar dalam apa jua situasi dan sifatnya utuh. Saya cuma menegaskan sahaja. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Saya tak minta. Menjadi bahan cerita jajaan orang. Jika boleh disarungkan jubah halimunan, saya sanggup. Demi maruah dan agama saya. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Saya juga berharap teman seangkatan saya semuanya kuat menolak apa yang fana. Apa yang salah tetap salah tanpa kompromi. Jika kita membuka ruang, kita juga yang akan terjerumus akhirnya. Jangan takut untuk berkata tidak.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Saya doakan kekuatan untuk semua kaum Hawa yang berusaha menjaga diri dan hati. InsyaAllah Allah bersama kita, maka siapa lagi yang kita mahukan?</div>najeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01148804300695575785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741666644798293296.post-60771247910409437772012-02-01T10:33:00.008+08:002020-02-15T10:50:55.188+08:00Those times, Baba.<div class="MsoNormal">
I’ve been restraining myself to write about you. Because it won’t happen without tearing my eyes. But I let my fingers dance this time. Just because.<br />
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Those times, Baba that I will miss the most. </div>
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Those times when you still have your goats. And you asked me to come with you. You worked so hard to feed them while I struggled to keep them off my feet. You cut the grass with your bare hands when suddenly the rain pours down heavily. I shaded you with the umbrella while you continue to work. They will get hungry in the evening, you said. And when the rain last too long, we decided to hide under the barn. And yes, it didn’t smell so nice, but I was with you. Giggling and chatting, about your goats. Watching the rain patting down, while you smile as it will grow your grass. And I smile, watching you smile.</div>
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Those times when we went to your farm. I drive the car by your side. And at that time, you will keep up the stories about me. We fell silence for a while, but those silence were never awkward. You will laugh at the way I’m afraid of pacat and will try to get them off. You sighed watching the streams no longer crystal clear. And we went to eat ikan sungai in nearby restaurant. You smiled at the way I hungrily eat because it’s too good and you’ll ask me to eat more. And we both agreed that ikan sebarau is the best. </div>
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Those times when went to far away masjid. You are in charge to be the imaam of solat tarawikh. And because it’s too far, Mama asked me to keep you a company. We chatted all the way there and you will suddenly mengaji like beautifully and I will listen and admiring. Baba, it’s so nice to pray in between a full crowd, knowing that you are the imaam. And sometimes your voice is low, and I know you’re being emotional. Baba, it’s so nice to hold my hand together hearing your du’a while in there, you inserted the du’a for your family and children, knowing that it include me. </div>
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Those times when you try to converse with me in Arabic. And it will last until the third question because I won’t know how to answer more and just simply said ‘Laa adri’ which means ‘I don’t know’ and you’ll laugh and patted my back. I was so envious to hear you converse with Akir and not understanding a word you guys were talking. And I know how you’re happy and how you missed to converse in Arabic and I’m sorry I can’t keep up.</div>
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Those times when I tried to read your kitaab. But I was stuttering because it’s in Arabic. But you will patiently provide me meaning of every word with the hope that I will understand. And I do, Baba. Thank you. Some day, some times I will make use of the kitaabs as you always wanted.</div>
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Those times when I was reading the Quran inside my room. And you will suddenly correct my reading. It was so nice feeling that you’re actually attentively hearing my reading and correcting my mistakes. And I was so envious actually that you can cry while reading the Quran and sometimes you can sigh. I can just imagine how true it feels to be able to understand the verses by word.</div>
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Those are the times, Baba that I will treasure the most. I know you got so much hope in your children. Sometimes it may come true and sometimes it may not. But I want you to know that we are trying our best to make you happy and smile to your heart’s content.</div>
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And Baba, I personally ask you this, that some day if someone reaches for my hand, please make sure that he is able to hold mine like you have been holding all this while.</div>
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And Baba, I am and forever always your girl. Uhibukka giddan.</div>
najeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01148804300695575785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741666644798293296.post-18351356665851784282012-01-16T15:45:00.000+08:002012-01-16T15:45:46.831+08:00I've fallen in loveNope. Kidding. I've just fallen in love with this guy's voice. I never liked cover songs before, but this one he did great! And the good thing is he turn every ugly loud noises into something we called MUSIC. Therefore, I can catch those lyrics meant to be understood, rather than just annoying pain in the ear.<br />
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Miserable guy so much in love :) Btw, the lyrics ain't so nice but his voice is.najeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01148804300695575785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741666644798293296.post-36792220740656293692012-01-02T14:21:00.003+08:002012-01-02T14:34:53.923+08:00Some things best left unsaid.<div class="MsoNormal"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggspp-ZJ-JJbSEAIERPQeqjrf5-1k775js6ZmeFR0Jl2WJS_V4M5kHwAa-jlCRZBxHZHiDSGp-rIehYslUr6fdtj3swgDPrtjgO24s-zEX1gxAu_i1I80CqCvS_tapI59PQO12_dZiLiE/s1600/shhh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="153" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggspp-ZJ-JJbSEAIERPQeqjrf5-1k775js6ZmeFR0Jl2WJS_V4M5kHwAa-jlCRZBxHZHiDSGp-rIehYslUr6fdtj3swgDPrtjgO24s-zEX1gxAu_i1I80CqCvS_tapI59PQO12_dZiLiE/s200/shhh.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br />
You had a fight with your husband. You’re mad till you’re insane. You had nowhere to go. You got a huge lump in your throat, waiting for the time to spill it out. But you know you’ll be fine as soon as he went after you. So, some things best left unsaid.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">You got a huge crush on this girl. You go crazy over her like everyday seems imperfect without seeing her shadow. You can’t hold yourself. But you know you can’t marry now. So, some things best left unsaid.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">You are mad with your friend. She irritated you a whole lot of time. You decided to be patient but sometimes it went overboard. You know she will be hurt if you say a word. So, some things best left unsaid.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">You are sick till you can’t wake up. Your breath felt hard, your body felt limp. You wish you were home. You know your mom loves you to death. But you also know she will be worried sick. So, some things best left unsaid.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">You know your brother is cool and your sister is super cute. But you also know they will be over the moon if you tell them the truth. So, these things also best left unsaid :D</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">But there’s Someone that will be always there for you. Everytime. And you can tell Him everything. Like EVERY SINGLE thing. And what’s best is He has the power over all. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">You’ll make up with your honey star, because of His will.</div><div class="MsoNormal">You’ll marry the one you always like, because of His will.</div><div class="MsoNormal">You’ll happily accept your friend, because of His will.</div><div class="MsoNormal">You’ll be tough and strong when you’re sick, because of His will.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">So seek Him, because He’s waiting for you :’) Ar Rahman Ar Rahim.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">And your Lord says: Call on Me, I will answer your (prayer). But Those who are too arrogant to serve Me will surely find themselves in hell, in humiliation." [Al-Quran, Surah Mu'min, verse 60]<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span></span></div>najeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01148804300695575785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741666644798293296.post-50855955113428351522011-12-10T00:18:00.003+08:002011-12-10T00:18:54.928+08:00Alkisah<div class="MsoNormal">Alkisah seorang putera di sebuah istana. Kacak bergaya, rupawan lagi bijaksana. Tersohor ke seluruh wilayah akan kehebatannya. Dicanang-canang ke seluruh ceruk. Cerah masa depan negara katanya.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Tenang-tenang mencari suri. Mencari yang setanding, yang serasi. Lalu terdengar angin membawa khabar. Ada puteri di seberang sana. Juga mencari pasangan sehidup semati.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Terlalu tersohorlah kecerdikan si puteri, ayu dan pandai berperi. Putera jatuh hati sekali lagi. Tidak sabar bertemu si puteri. Memasang angan memasang mimpi.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Purnama bertemu purnama, menginjak tahun. Puteri belum ditemui. Diutus surat bertanya khabar. Kepingin sekali mahu mengenali hati budi.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Si puteri mula membalas kata. Si putera teruja. Dilimpah segala puji puja. Bila agaknya bisa bersua. Si puteri kaget. Bimbang rupanya tak seindah puja.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Lalu dibawa perkhabaran. Dirinya dionar celaka. Hidung tercanggung ke sisi. Mulutnya rabik di kiri. Tempang tak bisa berdiri. Tidak mampu lagi berperi. Ingatan tinggal sehari.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Putera gelisah. Masakan mahu dinikahi si capik lalu dijadikan permaisuri. Dia gagah perkasa, hartawan lagi gemar berbudi. Pasti ramai yang lebih menepati ciri. Takkanlah si dungu ini.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Gelisah si putera tak tertanggung. Hantaran meminang dipanggung dan disanggah ke tepi. Tak boleh jadi. Dirinya tak tenang begini.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Lalu angin membawa perkhabaran lagi. Kali ini untuk si puteri. Putera mengunci kata, menjilat ludah yang tersisa. Kata-kata dimamah sendiri, kembali.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Lalu si puteri tidaklah bersedih hati. Mahupun berkurung membilang hari. Si puteri girang bercanda sok bahagia. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Satu lagi munafik tewas, katanya.</div>najeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01148804300695575785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741666644798293296.post-36870806459894151402011-11-11T00:20:00.001+08:002011-11-11T00:22:06.121+08:00Dialog Shomell Anak-anak<div class="MsoNormal">Amaran: Entri picisan <span style="font-family: Wingdings;">J</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Senang letak awal-awal. Takde la rasa bersalah meraban di sini. Saya ada kawan baik. Kecik je. Nak dekat 5 tahun umurnya. Budak ni ada menyelit di entri yang lepas. Sekarang nak menyelit lagi. Ashraf Iskandar namanya. Nama nak yang novel je. Akhir-akhir ini, kami berjaya menemui ‘common interest’ kami. Kedai buku. Budak ni suka buku. Jadi bila masuk kedai buku, saya diam-diam di seksyen saya, dia diam-diam di seksyen dia. Walaupun tahap bacaan mungkin berbeza. Saya tengah pilih buku autobiografi. Dia sedang pilih buku otromen atau ben teng.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal">Beberapa fakta tentang budak ini</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">1) Obses dengan Ben Teng (Ben 10)</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Acu : Nama Ashaf apa?</div><div class="MsoNormal">Ashaf : Muhammad Ashraf Iskandar bin Zulkarnain! (satu napas)</div><div class="MsoNormal">Acu : OK pandai.</div><div class="MsoNormal">Ashaf : Acu, Ben Teng nama apa?</div><div class="MsoNormal">Acu : Muhammad Ben bin Teng. Hahaha</div><div class="MsoNormal">Ashaf : Jadi, nama Ashaf, Muhammad Ashraf Ben Teng?</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Keliru identiti di situ.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">2) Menjaga penampilan (muka)</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Acu : Ashaf kenapa mata lebam?</div><div class="MsoNormal">Ashaf : Ashaf langgar benda….. (sedih)</div><div class="MsoNormal">Acu : Takpela.. Ashaf hensem kan?</div><div class="MsoNormal">Ashaf : Sebab dah langgar, tak hensem dah…..</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">3) Perasan hensem</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Acu : Kat sekolah, sape paling comel?</div><div class="MsoNormal">Ashaf : Nape Acu tanye?</div><div class="MsoNormal">Acu : Saje.. cepat la sape paling comel?</div><div class="MsoNormal">Ashaf : Ika (bukan nama sebenar) tapi dia ucuk.</div><div class="MsoNormal">Acu : (Gelak) Ooo.. habis sape paling hensem?</div><div class="MsoNormal">Ashaf : Hmmm… Ashaf ngan Faris. Tapi Faris ada rambut otromen.</div><div class="MsoNormal">Acu : ………………….</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Itu Ashaf yang selalu dengan saya. Ni ada 3 beradik shomell yang memang banyak ragam. Ini interview bertiga.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal">Acu : Sarah besar-besar nak jadi apa?</div><div class="MsoNormal">Sarah : Nak jadi doktor lahh.. (konfiden)</div><div class="MsoNormal">Acu : Doktor tu apa? </div><div class="MsoNormal">Sarah : Doktor tu yang bagi ubat cucuk-cucuk.</div><div class="MsoNormal">Acu : Oh ok.. Atir nak jadi apa?</div><div class="MsoNormal">Faatir : Nak jadi ottromenn!! (selamba)</div><div class="MsoNormal">Acu : Otromen tu apa?</div><div class="MsoNormal">Faatir : Yang ni (buat gaya tangan otromen, pastu lawan2 raksasa)</div><div class="MsoNormal">Acu : Oooo.. hmm Chipa nak jadi apa?</div><div class="MsoNormal">Syifa : Chipa nak jadi doktoor~~ (dayu2)</div><div class="MsoNormal">Sarah : Chipa janganlah tiru kakak!! Kakak dulu nak jadi doktorrr</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Itu satu family ye. Yang sorang ni lagi best. Mulut memang tersangatlah laju bercakap, kalah orang tua.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal">Soalan perbandingan yang biasa diajukan mak sedara yang takde orang nak puji. Hehe</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Acu : Ecah, mana lagi comel, Acu ke Miena? (muka mengharap masing2)</div><div class="MsoNormal">Aisyah : (Konfiden) Ecahlah! (muka macam, eh nak tanya lagi? haha) </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Ni la sebahagian daripada lapan anak-anakku. Ceria siyes ada mereka dalam hidup ni. Semoga membesar dengan sihat, pandai, soleh dan solehah ye semuanya! Ameen <span style="font-family: Wingdings;">J</span></div>najeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01148804300695575785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741666644798293296.post-56205997734461595772011-10-29T23:20:00.006+08:002011-10-30T10:26:44.396+08:00I wish<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAOjLHDkPuuE5cRfeHfZqWLpwuEUqzmxrs6n9J7vkBgTHCtqHpyQ97YdWdfW9cpwzO45x1the1HYBiaMMzyQrpnHDrID1KdyrsjRSspFgufu3CqW2TwMbqwONFKNqMFty92YFQeoa90Jc/s1600/sad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAOjLHDkPuuE5cRfeHfZqWLpwuEUqzmxrs6n9J7vkBgTHCtqHpyQ97YdWdfW9cpwzO45x1the1HYBiaMMzyQrpnHDrID1KdyrsjRSspFgufu3CqW2TwMbqwONFKNqMFty92YFQeoa90Jc/s320/sad.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">How I wish I have more arms to hold you for some more time. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">How I wish I have longer legs to get to you when you are in need. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">How I wish I have one more ear so that I can listen to your every tears. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">How I wish I have more space in my heart so that I can always keep you by my side.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Those are for me not, ‘cause I have enough and a lot.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Those are for you, but sometimes it might not come true.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">‘cause I am still me all the way, the imperfect me and always will be.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">How I wish now, I’m walking towards mom, who’s resting on her favorite bed, listening to what the TV said. Blocking her view by sitting by her side. With those sad eyes that try to connect to her heart. While she speaks out what’s in my mind, solving each and every rhyme that lose its words ahead of time. <br />
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Mom would say,<br />
"You don't have to please everyone, you just have to please Allah. Because at the end of the day, it's Him that will judge you" </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">And who says telepathy is, just a myth? :"]</div>najeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01148804300695575785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741666644798293296.post-68282492022824418372011-10-26T08:10:00.000+08:002011-10-26T08:10:56.910+08:00Penguat Hati<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</tbody></table><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><div style="text-align: center;">Allahumma ameen ..</div></span>najeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01148804300695575785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741666644798293296.post-22333363286374672732011-10-25T23:50:00.003+08:002011-10-25T23:53:01.419+08:00Dreamy dreams<div class="MsoNormal">Where now I should have been studying for my upcoming exam, I still decide to write something here. Have you ever had a dream, as in dreamy dream? Something that you really wanted to do, but you know that it has the slightest chance to come true. I do.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Being a food critic is my dreamy dream. The thought itself allures me so much. I don’t expect to have me on TV eating everywhere like who’s going to finish-heh like I care. Because I don’t look too good eating, trust me :P But this food critic is as in a column writer in a dine magazine.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">To combine two of my best interest which is eating and writing, is like winning a million bucks. Whereas my favorite word is BUFFET, you can imagine how huge my interest is on food. And guess what my favorite thing in a restaurant is? Yeah, except the FOOD, is the feedback survey! I love it when they have them. It means that they respect the customer’s opinion on how they work and how their food taste like.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Last time, they handed me this form. And I was like oh where is my pen-I’m going to write something down-oh they are so sensitive. Yeah, sort of like that. Silly. And this is what I wrote</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">“The spaghetti is good, but it’s quite watery. Put less pudina leaves, it’s quite distracting. The pizza was great. Service was good, fast, reliable and smiling-faces”</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">And oh yeah, it’s a dreamy dream. I mixed past and present tense, think quite a while to spell spaghetti, and I can’t describe ‘watery’ because it’s not really watery but they left the rinsed water on the plate (huh, whatever) and I’m not really sure about the pudina leaves, is it pudina? It taste like it. And the service comment is a slogan -,-“</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"> This is my dreamy dream. But still it makes me drools. Just think about it. Huge allowance to go to restaurants, eat what you want, write a draft, sent to the editor. Then go back to the same routine the next week. All you need is a review! (which owners are dying for you to do one) ooooh.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Just to remind myself, it’s a dreamy dream. My real dream is</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">FOR MY NAME TO BE IN WIKIPEDIA SOMEDAY *0*</div><div class="MsoNormal">and it says: Muslimah scholar (insyaAllah!)</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Oh, I forgot something to put at the beginning,</div><div class="MsoNormal">Amaran: Entri picisan <span style="font-family: Wingdings;">J</span></div>najeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01148804300695575785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741666644798293296.post-3818011236180282062011-10-20T08:23:00.000+08:002011-10-20T08:23:08.403+08:00Trying to be superhero<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span id="goog_784337986"></span><span id="goog_784337987"></span><br />
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People crying behind your back. They don’t want to be heard. Give tissue and pat their back. Don’t force them to tell. Don’t try to solve. Stop acting superhero.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Wandering around, stumbled. Child in pain, sorrow. Just give the lollipop back and sooth. No need of soda and cheese pepperoni pizza. She might not need that.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Floods of people, frozen. Blind grandma on the opposite street. Rush and help her to cross. Don’t trace her to her house. She might feel afraid.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Two boys fighting. A ball in the middle. Fist in the air, blood everywhere. Separate and calm them. No need to break any arm. Boys do fight anyway.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">People lose money; you try to give up your savings. People lose a house; you try to give them yours. People lose their child, then? Give birth for them?</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">There’s limit of doing goodness. Their difficulties are there to make them stronger. Help what is needed. Don’t cross the line and act like Mr-Fix-Everything. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Alas, you’re not superhero after all. </div>najeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01148804300695575785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741666644798293296.post-57929950332134258982011-10-16T09:26:00.005+08:002011-10-16T09:59:49.308+08:00Oh, Inspirasi!<div class="MsoNormal">Sementara angin semangat masih berhembus kuat dan memori masih melekat, saya titipkan serba sedikit catatan sempena Bengkel Penulisan Muda 2011 yang dipanelkan oleh Kak Rebecca Ilham semalam.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Pengenalan </b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Mengapa Kak Rebecca? Ya, persada penulisan tanah air diwarnai oleh berbagai genre dari para pengkarya tempatan. Namun, Kak Rebecca dan kami (Pelajar Jurusan Sains UIA) punya sedikit sebanyak persamaan yang diharap boleh merapatkan jurang antara penyampai dan penerima ilmu. Kak Rebecca Ilham merupakan graduan Kejuruteraan Petroleum di Colorado School of Mines, Amerika Syarikat dan berada dalam lingkungan 20-an. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Berlatar belakangkan pendidikan sains namun masih mampu bersastera dan menerapkan ciri-ciri ketuhanan dalam penulisan, kami tertarik. Dan apa yang paling menarik hati adalah bagaimana beliau menggarapkan teori-teori sains yang diperolehi dalam bilik pengajian ke dalam bentuk tulisan naratif bagi memudahkan pemahaman. Itu adalah sesuatu yang perlu kami belajar bagi mengembangkan ilmu kepada khalayak. Mahu bayangan yang lebih? Baca karya beliau.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Slot 1: Pembacaan Pendesak Penulisan</b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Di slot pertama ini, Kak Rebecca lebih banyak berkongsi pengalaman beliau sementara menyusuri isi-isi yang ingin beliau sampaikan. Dapat saya simpulkan bahawa Kak Rebecca adalah kaki buku! Sedari di sekolah rendah lagi beliau dididik untuk membaca dan sangat berminat dengan bahan bacaan sehingga terperuk di perpustakaan sekolah, termasuk yang bergerak! Dan minat itu terus bercambah sehinggalah ke menara gading.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Kak Rebecca juga banyak berkongsi tentang transisi bahan bacaan beliau iaitu dari bahan bacaan fiksyen, kemudiannya beralih kepada karya yang lebih serius. Saya yakin bahan bacaan inilah yang membentuk gaya penulisan beliau sekarang. Dan Kak Rebecca juga mengulang kata-kata ini sepanjang bengkel. “Keyakinan untuk menulis datang dari ilmu. Maka jika belum cukup ilmu, kita akan kurang yakin untuk menulis. Kita akan bersedia untuk menulis apabila segala hujahan dalam fikiran kita selesai. Maka pada waktu itu, tulislah.”</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Kak Rebecca ada memetik kata-kata Pak Samad, “Baca, baca, baca dan tulis” bagi menunjukkan peri pentingnya pembacaan dalam bidang penulisan. Dalam masa yang sama Kak Rebecca turut memberi peringatan untuk menapis bahan bacaan terutamanya yang berasal dari Barat agar tidak terseleweng dari ajaran agama Islam. Sepanjang mengatur butir bicara beliau, Kak Rebecca banyak memberi contoh kepada cerpen-cerpen karyanya dan apakah yang mempengaruhi tulisan-tulisan tersebut.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Slot 2: Teknik Asas Penulisan Cerpen</b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Pengisian slot kedua ini lebih teknikal. Satu-satu penulisan harus bermula dengan persoalan apa cerita? Dan siapa cerita? Dan kemudian mengembangkannya kepada plot dan konflik. Untuk lebih spesifik, Kak Rebecca telah memecahkan kepada beberapa kata kunci. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Pertama, Pengisian Cerpen. Sesebuah cerpen bermula dengan cetusan idea yang merupakan satu proses kreatif. Dan cetusan idea itu bergantung kepada sumber bacaan. Oleh itu, untuk mendapat cetusan idea, kita perlu membaca. Kak Rebecca memperkenalkan sebuah buku “Bagaimana Saya Menulis” yang merupakan himpunan perkongsian bagaimana seseorang pengkarya itu mendapat ilham untuk menulis.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Kedua, Pembinaan Watak. Pembinaan watak tersangat penting dalam penulisan cerpen. Sesuatu watak haruslah diberi sikap dan mestilah bersesuaian dengan khalayak sasaran iaitu pembaca. Penulis juga harus memberi sebab dan akibat kepada watak yang akan membawa kepada pembinaan plot. Seseorang penulis juga seharusnya menyelami psikologi watak yang ditulis supaya penulisan menjadi lebih berkesan.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Ketiga, Konflik. Konflik tercipta daripada dua watak yang menuju kepada destinasi yang berlainan. Hal ini akan merangsang konflik untuk tercetus. Kak Rebecca turut menyentuh untuk tidak membanyakkan watak dan membuang watak yang tidak perlu. Watak yang tidak perlu di sini merujuk kepada watak yang tidak menyumbang kepada plot dan akan menyebabkan penulisan menjadi lewah. Penting juga untuk mencetuskan konflik pada ayat pertama kerana konflik akan menggerakkan plot.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Keempat, Pemilihan Bahasa. Pemilihan bahasa haruslah disesuaikan dengan khalayak sasaran. Terutamanya jika karya tersebut akan di siarkan di media. Pemilihan bahasa juga haruslah mengikut lingkungan iaitu sama ada jauh atau pun dekat. Dan Kak Rebecca menekankan untuk cuba menulis untuk lingkungan yang jauh untuk meluaskan sebaran ilmu melalui karya.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Dan yang terakhir adalah aspek Dialog. Dialog haruslah digunakan secara berhemah supaya penulisan tidak menjadi meleret. Dan sekali lagi Kak Rebecca mengingatkan supaya membuang dialog-dialog yang tidak perlu dan tidak menyumbang kepada pengembangan cerita.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Slot 3; Praktikal: Jom Menulis</b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Sejujurnya, ini slot kegemaran saya. Bukanlah untuk meremehkan slot sebelumnya tetapi slot ini ada istimewanya. Untuk slot terakhir ini, setiap peserta diberi 20 minit untuk menggarap sebahagian cerpen yang termampu. Dan setelah tamatnya masa tersebut, setiap peserta dikehendaki berkongsi bersama para peserta yang lain tentang apa yang telah ditulisnya.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Di sini terlihatlah sisi pandang lain sahabat-sahabat kita. Kerana ya, sastera itu dekat dengan jiwa manusia. Maka apabila dilontarkan buah fikiran spontan masing –masing dalam bentuk cerpen, kita seakan lebih mengenali gaya pemikiran sahabat kita. Personaliti bersahaja namun berfikiran kritis, berperwatakan keanakan tetapi jauh memikir soal perkahwinan, lagak serius namun boleh berjenaka dan bermacam-macam lagi. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Dan terlihatlah bahawasanya gaya penulisan seseorang itu sangat dipengaruhi oleh apa sahaja di sekelilingnya baik buku-buku yang dibacanya, lingkaran rakan-rakannya, kegemarannya dan apa sahaja yang mampu mempengaruhi cara dia berfikir. Paling terkesan apabila Kak Rebecca sanggup mendengar dan meneliti karya spontan kami satu persatu dan melontarkan komentar jujur dan membina beliau. Saat ini akan saya ingati apabila seorang penulis yang saya segani mengucapkan tahniah sebanyak tiga kali atas karya yang pada mulanya segan untuk dikongsikan. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Begitulah berakhirnya slot terakhir bengkel yang kemudiannya disambung sesi soal jawab antara peserta dan panelis. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Dan apa yang paling amat sangat (kesalahan bahasa di sini) menarik perhatian adalah cara Kak Rebecca mencelah dalam setiap slot atau sesi soal jawab untuk menerangkan kesan pandangan alam terhadap penulisan. Menjadi salah seorang pelajar UIA yang diwajibkan mengambil kursus Pandangan Alam Islam atau Islamic Worldview, saya kira untuk mengintegrasikan elemen itu secara langsung dalam penulisan sangatlah mengesankan.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Di mana kita tidak boleh lari dari menggunakan Pandangan Alam Islam dalam setiap apa yang kita fikirkan atau perbuatkan; tetapi usaha untuk menerangkannya dalam satu bengkel penulisan dalam pada masa yang sama ingin memperkenalkannya bagi mereka yang belum tahu ataupun menyedari, adalah bagi saya satu pekerjaan yang sangat murni.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Dan ya, Kak Rebecca sering menegaskan bahawa dia juga masih sedang belajar tentang pandangan alam dan seperti kebanyakan daripada kita yang sedar dan sedang berusaha; tetapi merasakan betapa pentingnya perkara tersebut dan cuba menggalakkan kami untuk ikut serta ambil tahu, itu juga bagi saya satu perkara yang harus dipuji.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Akhir kata,saya bersyukur dan berterima kasih pada Allah kerana menzahirkan pertemuan kami pada hari ini yang sekaligus membuahkan ukhuwwah yang indah. Hari ini saya merasa seolah jiwa sastera saya diisi dan saya bakal mengingati hari ini untuk satu jangka masa yang panjang selagi belum menghidap Amnesia mahupun Alzheimer Nauzubillah. Dan,</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Membacalah kerana ia akan menambahkan ilmu. Dan ilmu akan menambahkan keyakinan kita untuk menulis. Dan penulisan yang baik akan memberi kesan kepada Ummah. Dan, </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">MENULISLAH DENGAN PANDANGAN ALAM ISLAM. Wallahu’alam.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div>najeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01148804300695575785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741666644798293296.post-86420444890760445692011-08-16T10:19:00.014+08:002011-08-16T11:20:21.186+08:00Fiqh Mar'ah<div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Amaran awal: Entri ni ditulis khas untuk bacaan muslimat sahaja. Namun bagi muslimin yang agak-agak dah bersedia untuk kahwin dan beranak-pinak, bolehlah baca :)</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Fiqh mar’ah atau fiqh kewanitaan adalah satu cabang ilmu yang membincangkan hukum hakam agama berkaitan dengan wanita. Pada hari Sabtu yang lepas, saya berpeluang menghadiri kuliah Fiqh Mar'ah bertajuk “Permasalahan Fiqh Peribadi Wanita di Bulan Ramadhan” yang disampaikan oleh Ustaz Tarmizi Taha, Pensyarah UNISZA. Kuliah ini adalah program mingguan yang diadakan pada setiap hari Sabtu di Masjid Ladang Kuala Terengganu.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Atas amanah oleh seorang sahabat yang minta dikongsikan ilmu kerana tidak dapat hadir, saya catit sedikit catatan di sini. Saya tidak bercadang menulis kesemua isi perbincangan tersebut tetapi mungkin beberapa isu yang saya rasa perlu diketengahkan. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Permasalahan wanita adalah berbeza bagi tiap-tiap individu. Tetapi ada beberapa isu yang selalu dibangkitkan dan sentiasa menimbulkan kekeliruan di kalangan wanita. Dan juga terdapat beberapa isu yang mungkin selama ini terlepas pandang oleh kita tetapi sebenarnya sangat mustahak.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b>Pendidikan Awal</b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Sebenarnya, pendidikan tentang fiqh mar’ah seharusnya dimulai pada usia yang muda. Muslimat seharusnya didedahkan tentang cecair, haid dan istihadhah sejak sebelum baligh lagi. Hal ini tidak terkecuali kepada muslimin. Seorang anak harus diajari tentang apa yang bakal dialami pada ketika baligh. Hal ini supaya tidak berlaku sebarang permasalahan setelah perkara itu berlaku.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Namun ustaz mengakui bahawa ajaran tentang perkara sebegini bukanlah mudah kerana ia sesuatu yang peribadi dan agak sulit untuk dikongsi. Tetapi ustaz juga menekankan peranan ibu bapa dalam mendidik anak kerana perkara sebegini jika tidak diberi perhatian akan membawa kepada dosa.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b>Keputihan </b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Keputihan berlaku kepada sejumlah besar wanita. Ada yang mengalaminya secara berterusan atau hanya pada waktu-waktu tertentu. Adalah menjadi kewajipan kepada wanita yang mengalami keputihan untuk menyucikan diri sebelum mengambil wudhu’ dan menunaikan solat. Hal ini kerana keputihan adalah diklasifikasikan sebagai najis.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Bagi yang mengalaminya secara berterusan, ianya dipanggil sebagai “Salasul Hadas” ataupun hadas yang berterusan. Terdapat beberapa perkara berkaitan ibadah yang perlu diambil perhatian bagi mereka yang mengalami keputihan sebegini.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">1. Perlu bersuci atau menukar pakaian baru sebelum menunaikan solat.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">2. Wudhu’ adalah tidak sah selagi tidak masuk waktu solat.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">3. Segera menunaikan solat setelah mengambil wudhu’ dan tidak bertanguh-tangguh.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">4. Perlu ulang bersuci untuk menunaikan solat yang seterusnya.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b>Haid</b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Kebanyakan perkara yang dibincangkan adalah pengetahuan am yang harus diketahui oleh sekalian muslimat. Namun antara yang jarang didengar adalah tentang kes haid yang terputus-putus. Ini berlaku apabila terdapat jarak dalam satu tempoh keluar haid. Sebagai contoh, haid berhenti pada hari Jumaat tetapi bersambung pada hari Isnin.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Dalam kes ini, hari-hari yang tidak keluar haid iaitu hari Sabtu dan Ahad dikenali sebagai hari naqa’. Hari naqa’ adalah dikira sebagai haid selagi mana tidak melebihi tempoh paling lama haid iaitu selama 15 hari 15 malam. Maka, jika berlaku sedemikian kes pada bulan Ramadhan, hendaklah dia mengqadha’ puasa pada hari naqa’ tersebut kerana masih dikira berada dalam keadaan haid.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Ada juga sesetengah kes apabila haid terputus-putus secara jam. Solusi bagi kes sebegini adalah hendaklah dia mengira jam di mana haidnya keluar dan tidak keluar. Kemudian ditambah jam yang haidnya keluar dan jika melebihi waktu sehari semalam iaitu 24 jam, maka ianya dikira sebagai haid. Ini kerana tempoh paling singkat haid adalah sehari semalam.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b>Istihadhah</b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Hal ini adalah yang paling rumit boleh terjadi kepada seseorang muslimat. Istihadhah adalah darah penyakit yang sering dikaitkan dengan haid. Istihadhah adalah perkara yang agak susah untuk diterangkan, beritahu ustaz. Maka dalam tempoh yang singkat itu, ustaz memberitahu cara mengenalpasti istihadhah.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Istihadhah terjadi apabila tempoh keluar darah melebihi 15 hari 15 malam iaitu tempoh maksima. Jika sudah terlebih tempoh, maka darah tersebut bukanlah darah haid sebaliknya darah istihadhah. Tetapi yang menjadi masalah adalah untuk mengenalpasti bila keluarnya darah istihadhah kerana darah haid sudah bercampur dengannya.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Maka antara kaedah yang diterangkan adalah:</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">1. Mengenalpasti berapa warna darah yang keluar dalam sesuatu tempoh. (haid ada lima warna: hitam, merah, warna tanah, kuning dan keruh)</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">2. Jika dua warna (contoh: merah dan kuning) maka tempoh darah berwarna merah dikira sebagai haid dan tempoh darah berwarna kuning dikira sebagai istihadhah. Ambil turutan warna terkuat.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">3. Jika satu warna, maka perlulah dirujuk kepada tempoh haid sebelumnya. (contoh: haid yang lepas adalah selama tujuh hari, maka tempoh haid sekarang dikira tujuh hari) </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Sesungguhnya muslimat perlulah prihatin dan mengambil tahu tentang fiqh mar’ah kerana ia berkait rapat dengan pelaksanaan ibadah kita. Sememangnya sesetengah muslimat lebih rumit penjagaannya berbanding yang lain. Tetapi Rasulullah SAW telah bersabda:</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">“Barangsiapa yang menyempurnakan wudhu’ walaupun pada waktu sukar, maka pahala yang besar baginya.”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Insya-Allah setiap yang dikorbankan pasti ada ganjaran. Dan perkara yang sering diulang-ulang ustaz sepanjang kuliah ialah “Setiap muslimat wajib ada diari haid!” Sekarang dah nampak kan rasionalnya kenapa? Kerana kesulitan-kesulitan di atas mungkin akan terjadi kepada kita. Wallahu'alam.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div>najeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01148804300695575785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741666644798293296.post-20236833315933500452011-08-12T07:35:00.008+08:002011-08-12T08:17:51.331+08:00It’s her birthday<div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Yesterday was her birthday, my kakak. She’s turning 23 years young, according to her. Padahal freak out pasal aging, huhu. I got nothing to give her. Pity her cause I don’t have any income so far, hehe. But I think couple slice of cake and ice cream is enough la kan. From your sweet lil sis, ehem.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Yes, we fight almost everyday. And we even argue about the smallest thing existed. But I think it became our nature already so let’s make it fun to fight. Haha kidding. I hope we fight less in the future or at least make it rational, hehe.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">dia grad hari tu, saya baru nak start degree. isk.</span></td></tr>
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Something for you:</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Bila tengok TV,</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Saya sibuk nak tengok Oprah Show, kakak sibuk nak tengok Adnan Sempit,</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Tapi kita sama-sama duduk diam tengok Nigella Bites.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Bila pergi mall,</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Saya akan sesat dalam MPH, kakak akan tersekat dekat Watson,</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Tapi kita sama-sama excited bila masuk food junction.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Bila dalam kereta,</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Saya kadang-kadang baca buku, kakak galak nak bersembang,</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Kakak akan kata saya boring, saya kata kakak bising,</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Tapi bila buka radio, kita sama-sama singing.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Whatever la kan kakak. As long as we have things to share, I don't mind the differences at all. Hehe. Happy Birthday Kakak. May Allah grant all your wishes in life. May you gain happiness in dunya and akhirah, ameen. And may we stay bestmates forever!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">terima kasih bagi hadiah ni buat keluarga, alhamdulillah.<br />
moga menjadi pendorong semangat. vroom vroom!</span></td></tr>
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</span></div>najeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01148804300695575785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741666644798293296.post-4420803410181472152011-08-08T09:25:00.009+08:002011-08-09T10:00:23.476+08:00Kembara Masjid<div class="MsoNormal"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i>"Ada tujuh golongan orang yang akan dinaungi Allah yang pada hari itu tidak ada naungan kecuali dari Allah: Seseorang yang hatinya selalu terpaut dengan masjid ketika ia keluar hingga kembali kepadanya" (HR. Bukhari dan Muslim)</i><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><br />
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</div>najeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01148804300695575785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741666644798293296.post-26389756297344028002011-08-02T22:38:00.003+08:002011-08-08T13:42:41.248+08:00Kematian<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwylHafOt3pxHflLkZt00Usq8QCiyQcSkhVpXNkH9WXrxAzw1vICwcJ4m5OiU-W7crdkqhO9OS9U5LyDOCTx1Udav-PmQQEoJ4DIBgqO-pcgV3s6zUTi3Jl5eqbQish1Gthq-vOgBX-wc/s1600/kematian.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwylHafOt3pxHflLkZt00Usq8QCiyQcSkhVpXNkH9WXrxAzw1vICwcJ4m5OiU-W7crdkqhO9OS9U5LyDOCTx1Udav-PmQQEoJ4DIBgqO-pcgV3s6zUTi3Jl5eqbQish1Gthq-vOgBX-wc/s320/kematian.jpg" width="214" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Bunyi orang berbisik-bisik mengejutkan saya dari tidur. Tidur sebentar sementara menanti waktu Zuhur bertandang. Terasa sedikit menjengkelkan kerana saya belum bersedia untuk terjaga. Jam tangan dikerling. Ah, sudah hampir masuk waktu. Patutlah manusia sudah berpusu-pusu masuk ke ruang masjid.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Saya tungkas turun untuk mengambil wudhu’. Sebentar lagi ada urusan perlu dikerjakan. Saya perlu segera bersedia untuk solat. Langkah saya teragak-agak apabila dirasakan terlalu ramai pula muslimat yang memasuki ruang solat hari ini. Kebiasaannya masjid sunyi kerana pada waktu itu cuti. Yang tinggal cumalah pelajar-pelajar asing.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Saya kerling kiri dan kanan. Masya-Allah, muslimat-muslimat ini kelihatan sedih dan sayu. Saya mengisat-isat mata untuk pandangan yang lebih jelas. Maklumlah lebih sejam saya tertidur tadi. Tapi kebanyakannya warga asing. Orang Arab untuk lebih spesifik.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Saya endahkan saja kerana tidak mampu bertanya siapa-siapa. Usai berwudhu’, saya menuju ke ruang solat kembali. Allah, lebih ramai orang berpusu-pusu naik. Saya perlahan-lahan berjalan sambil cuba mencuri dengar.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">“Tak apa, Allah lebih sayangkan dia. Sabar.” Maka telahan saya benar. Ada kematian hari ini. Suara itu antara berpuluh-puluh suara yang saya dengar. Tetapi suara yang lain tidak dapat difahami kerana bahasa asing. Hanya sedikit muslimat Melayu yang hadir hari itu.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Sedang bersiap-siap, saya memerhati lagi sekeliling. Mereka saling berpelukan sambil menangis teresak-esak. Seorang mengusap-usap belakang seorang yang lain. Seorang lagi menghulurkan tisu untuk mengesat juraian air mata.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Saya terasa ingin tahu. Siapalah yang sudah kembali ke Rahmatullah hari ini. Tapi rasa itu saya tahan sehingga usai solat. Saya tunaikan solat di celah-celah ramainya mereka. Selesai solat Zuhur, terus disambung dengan solat jenazah. Saya teringin mahu sertai tetapi saya harus sempurnakan solat jama’ qasar, maka saya berundur.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Usai solat jenazah, imam membaca doa bagi si mati. Esak mereka yang bersisa-sisa ketika solat kembali bergema tidak tertahan. Doanya dalam bahasa Arab, tetapi saya dapat menangkap beberapa bait. Imam mendoakan kesejahteraan untuk jenazah, moga diampunkan dosa baginya dan kejayaan di alam kubur hinggalah akhirat.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Saya cuba bertanya beberapa orang tentang jenazah yang disembahyangkan. Tapi saya cuma dapat tahu bahawa dia muslimat, dan meninggal semalam. Waktu tidak mengizinkan untuk saya termenung panjang. Saya bingkas keluar dari ruang solat.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
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</span></i></span></div>najeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01148804300695575785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741666644798293296.post-88002421538076708332011-07-31T21:39:00.008+08:002011-07-31T21:56:16.442+08:00Qana'a<div class="MsoNormal">People tend to search the hidden things, rather than looking at what is obvious. People tend to look at what’s unreachable, than treasuring what they already own. In a way, it produce competitive mind where you always set a goal after another. In another way, it kept you wanting more and more and will never get you satisfied.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
I’m in no authority to speak on religious issues. But it’s more on the responsibility towards ‘ilm or knowledge. The responsibility of sharing it to others, rather than keeping it to yourself.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Qana’a is a sense of feeling enough with what Allah give to us after we tried hard. Qana’a will restrain you from seeing things which aren’t yours. I once read an article when I was in secondary school. It says something like challenges for muslims change according to the phases of life. Adults will eventually face the challenge of controlling greed. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I can’t make myself to think that someday, I’ll be greedy. Such as for money, cars, houses, handbags. I was too naïve eventually. Those challenges will come on its time and I’m having a glimpse of it during my age right now. People said I grew fast. You know why? Because I live with adults around me. And experience IS a big teacher.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">That is why qana’a is so important. It keeps you rooted when your ambitions are flying high up in the sky. It gives you the chance to dream big, but at the same time be redha with what you have or get. When at times, you feel like people live better than you, please, please do realize than billions of people live worse than you are now. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I think it’s important to keep reminding yourself to be grateful. Because insaan do always forget. Always. That of course will include me. Therefore, this month of Ramadhan is the best madrasah tarbiyyah for us to control our shahwah while instilling qana’a in ourselves insyaAllah. This will remind us of our position as mere servant of Allah, just the same as everyone else. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">And at the end of the day, only piety that differentiates us all. Wallahu’alam.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div>najeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01148804300695575785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741666644798293296.post-43148983158319095962011-07-30T23:48:00.014+08:002011-07-31T21:40:05.172+08:00Personality<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">Each people got their own personality. And personalities sometimes are built without the consciousness of the person. It’s something that is penetrated from the inner side of a person. The favorites, from music to food and the style including how you laugh are parts of your own personality. Personality can be created, but most of the time it is just the natural side of you. I feel like describing some of the personalities that are close to me ;)</div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">Kakak got her own personality. But the most obvious or unique will be her social skill. Kakak is a type of person who every mak cik will try to kenen-kenen with someone. Haha. She is very good with elder people. She will talk like laju-laju sambil gelak-gelak bertepuk tampar. Plus, she is like makcik-makcik. She cooks well, sew well, gossip well. Hehe. She is super FEMININE! <span style="font-family: Wingdings;">J</span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Wingdings;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">Akir can be considered as a techno-geek. But he is never a geek of course. Huhu. He is good with IT things and anything related to computer. He knows the latest gadgets and software, sort of. I might be the blind one, anyway. Hehe. And he is my tempat rujuk hal agama. As a brother, he will be as truthful as he can and I know he just want the best. He is my USTAZ! <span style="font-family: Wingdings;">J</span></div></div><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b>My Ayed</b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">Photography and car are his things. Ayed knows how to drive when he was in primary school. And he is the one who taught my sisters their first drive. He once modified an old merc till it roared with turbo and he airbrushed it like it’s on fire. Hehe. He loves drift and drag race. And now his camera suits to be M-16, if you know what I mean. Huhu. And he is FUNNNNEYH! <span style="font-family: Wingdings;">J</span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Wingdings;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">These people probably have other gazillion personalities. But I don’t intend to write it all. This is just a way to express my love for them. I may not be the best lil sis, but I will always try insyaAllah. Oh yes, I do have other sisters, but maybe some other time. Hehe. I love my family to bits. Alhamdulillah wa Syukur Lillah!</div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">Tempat terbaik adalah di sisi keluarga. Ramadhan Mubarak everyone! Let's take this month as a chance to be a BETTER servant, parent, child or whoever we might be, insyaAllah! :D</div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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