Zulaikha kejar Yusof a.s. Pintu pintu bilek semua tertutup rapat. Zulaika ratu cantik Mesir. Allah swt pelihara Yusof, Yusof a.s tidak tunduk pada maksiat. Semua orang puji Yusof a.s. Yusof a.s kata aku pun manusia, kalau tidak Allah swt pelihara aku, dah tentu aku bersama Zulaikha.
Iktibar :
* Setinggi mana ilmu kalau tidak dalam peiharaan Allah, akan jatuh pada maksiat. Tak boleh dabik dada.
* Jauhi rezeki haram Kalau rezeki tak kemana. Ratu Mesir kemudiannya tetap jadi isteri Yusof a.s.
Wednesday, October 05, 2011
Hannat, org yg terakhir masuk keSyurga
Orang yang terakhir sekali keluar dari neraka dgn merangkak rangkak. Dua kali psuing balik selepas disuruh Allah SWT masuk kedalam Syurga. Tergambar padanya Syurga sudah penuh. Allah berfirman. Pergilah masuk Syurga, bagi mu diSyurga sepuluh kali lebih besarnya dunia.
Demikanlah serendah serendah ahli syurga tingkatnya. (Buchary, Muslim)
Demikanlah serendah serendah ahli syurga tingkatnya. (Buchary, Muslim)
Dah 51 dah.........
51 dah tahun ni. Banyak lagi kena belajar sebab rasa macam baru 15 tahun. Ada orang kata kehidupan kita tak lepas dari sama ada kita Taat atau Derhaka atau sama ada kita hidup dalam Bala atau Nikmat. Itu saja, sileh berganti
Looking back and looking ahead, I have to agree.
Looking back and looking ahead, I have to agree.
Monday, October 29, 2007
Tazkirah Pada Diri Ini

Sungguh banyak yang perlu di perbaiki didalam kehidupanku ini. Terutamanya didalam hubungan dengan Allah swt.
Memadaaikah cuma sembahyang lima waktu berjemaah seboleh bolehnya, kadang kadang diselikan dengan sunat sunat Qabliyah dan Baqdiyah sekira sempat, sunnat taubat dan tahajjud dihujung hujung malam, bacaaan surah amalan sebelum tidur yang kekadang tak tentu hujung pangkal kemengantukan, menghadiri majlis ilmu berjadual atau sesempatnya, membaca kitab Kitab Al-Qarim setiap hari seakhir akhir ini berserta terjemahannya, berwirid Al Makthurat ringkas setiap subuh disurau, beristiqamah dalam bersedekah kecil kecilan dijalan Allah, menjaga hubungan Silatulrahim dengan ibu, ayah, adik, kakak dan abang, tak lupa pulak sahabat andai., mencari rezeki menyara keluarga. Memadaaikah ini semua menjamin syurga Allah swt yang dijanjikan. Tidak. Tidak ada nilai segala amalan kita dengan syuga Allah swt kecuali dengan Rahmahnya saja yang akan menjamin kita digologan yang kanan.
Beruntunglah orang yang sentiasa dalam keadaan menyucikan dirinya, dari segala dosa, dari segala kekotoran dunia, bertasbih dan bertahmid akan kebesaran Allah swt.
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
MALANGNYA ADIK NURIN

Malangnya Adik Nurin.
Ustaz Salleh telah mengulas tentang kejadian malang keatas Adik Nurin semasa Tazkirah selepas Sembahyang Terawih Sabtu lalu. Ustaz memulakan ulasan dengan Hadith yang mana tidak akan terjadinya Kiamat Besar sehingga terjadinya berberapa pekara. Antaranya ialah "Apabila Ibubapa akan dalam sentiasa dalam keadaan marah kerana anak-anak" dan satu lagi "Apabila ¾ dari golongan kanak akan diianayai, dibunuh, dicicang dan sebagainya ".
Dia bercerita bahawa Saidina Umar r.a. pada era Jahiliahnya telah menanam anak perempuannya yang berusia 4 Tahun. Pada hari kejadian itu, dia telah mengajak anak perempuannya yang kecil itu berjalan ke padang pasir. Sebagai anak kecil ia hanya mengikut sahaja kemahuan bapaknya. Anak itu ketika mana dilihatnya bapanya berpeluh mengali lubang ditengah padang pasir itu, anaknya telah melahirkan persaan simpati dan meminta untuk mengelap peluh bapanya. Perasaan Umar r.a amat terharu dan berat sekali. Tetapi kerana dia tidak sanggup untuk melihat anaknya nanti apabila dewasa diperhambakan, diperdagangkan dan diperbuatkan bermacam macam lagi kehinaan oleh masyarakat rakus jahilliah pada masa itu, dia meneruskan juga menimbus anak kecilnya. Kejadian yang sama telah dilakukan oleh bapa bapa dizaman itu termasuklah Abu Jahal dan beberapa nama yang saya tidak ingat.
Tanda tanda seperti yang disebutkan didalam hadith tadi telah sekarang mula ternampak dimana ibubapa sentiasa marah kerana anak anak yang menghadapi bermacam macam masaalah pada waktu ini atau pun marahkan akan pengianayaan yang telah dilakukan terhadap anak anak mereka seperti yang terjadi padi Adik Nurin ini. Sementara itu pulak kejadian pengianayaan anak anak telah juga telah menonjol dan lebih ramai lagi mangsa seperti Adik Nurin akan terjadi, itu yang pasti. Kenapa?
Manusia tidak lagi gerun untuk melakukan jenayah kerana tiada hukuman yang telah ditetapkan oleh penciptanya dikuatkuasakan. Manusia akan bertambah rakus kerana dia tidak lagi akan takut kepada undang undang yang sedia ada. Manusia akan kembali seperti mana zaman jahilliah yang mana ibubapa seperti Umar r.a sanggup dan lebih rela menimbus anak kesayangan mereka daripada diperlakukan sebagai binatang atau lebih hina dari itu oleh masyarakat jahilliah yang rakus.
Ringkasnya, masaalah kerakusan masyarakat Jahililliah telah dan akan terbukti selesai dengan datangnya Islam dan Islam jugalah yang telah dan akan mengangkat darjat wanita ke ketahap yang mulia. Kembalikah kita pada Islam dan mulakan ia melalui diri kita, keluarga kita, jiran jiran kita dan sebagainya.
Sekian. Maaf sekira tidak sampai kepada maksud sebenar penyampainya.
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
The hunt for Desa Pingitan.
Sorry, I couldn't continue with the sequel yet due to the obvious reason of being simply losing steam.
Remember the book I read when I was ten-year old. I was not serious enough to find eventhough I felt like wanted to read them again and again. I like the book so much because the story was laid on first account basis by simply using "Aku".
This morning, my "old" school mates ask me to comment on his recent published blog. Great blog he got it there. The urge to read my the book again resurfaced after seeing his strory was told also on first account basis. That the way it should be. We tell what we feel, what we see and what we we we....
If I want something, what should I do?. List them down on my email and start to ask everyone on the mailing lists on how to get them. Since I know the publisher, why don't I call The Dewan Bahasa & Pustaka direct. I don't know the number but there is always 103. Within minutes I was on the line with Rythams publication, the right to publish the book has actually been handed to them. The lady on the other line told me the nearest Rhythams outlet that I may soon get it. Soon I may get it.
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
The Adolescent Days.
Songkok Tinggi.
The preparation for me to attend the school was not so grandly done as my parents learnt from my elder brother’s episode that not all items requested by the school to be bought. Most of the thing I remember, my father bought me a songkok that look rather taller than the others, for easier identification he told me. Finally I was on the train, my father accompanied me on my first journey to the school. That was the first and the only time my father comes to my school. The trains took off from Arau station and after two changes later in Butterwoth and Kuala Lumpur respectively, we finally reached Seremban town, the state capital of Negeri Sembilan that grew very much accustomed to me in my 6 years stay until I completed my MCE.
How an innocent young boy cope up with the life in the new surroundings. My father left home immediately after the registration. I felt pity for him. He was a father that never showed us any affection. He loves us all right but there is no show, it is all in the heart that matters, I guess. I realized my father was not so lucky as the other parents who came in drove sending their offspring, some of them in flashy cars and fancy dresses. I don’t know how he felt about it but deep in my heart I owe him my life irrespective of what he is.
After my father left, all of a sudden, I felt so lonely and homesick. My brother was the only person I could see but meeting him was quite restricted as we were staying at different hostel. I remember we used to sit together on the long concrete bench in the evening overlooking the school field. He would tenderly listen to me relaying how much I missed home. I would count the number of days and number of weeks to the first term holidays. Sadness himself, he would listen in
sympathy and assured me that everything would be all right . He was always telling me he would always be around for me. He is the brother closest ever, Hilmi bin Mohamad, exactly two and a half years my senior.
The gloom days are not forever. Friends and school activities tend to make life runs faster, makes you think less about home. As a matter of times, there seem to be life again, to the fullest indeed. Next....Adolescent days are Easy days, too easy until you know what. Find out!
One of the happiest moments in my life was when I came to know that I’ll be attending Sekolah Datuk Abdul Razak a fully boarding school in Seremban Negeri Sembilan to pursue my secondary education. The fact that my brother was already attending the same has not taken the limelight from me. Only pupils who obtained excellent result in the Standard 5 Assessment Exam would be selected. My school has only me to offer. The feat probably was the example quoted by every parent in my village for their offspring to emulate.
The preparation for me to attend the school was not so grandly done as my parents learnt from my elder brother’s episode that not all items requested by the school to be bought. Most of the thing I remember, my father bought me a songkok that look rather taller than the others, for easier identification he told me. Finally I was on the train, my father accompanied me on my first journey to the school. That was the first and the only time my father comes to my school. The trains took off from Arau station and after two changes later in Butterwoth and Kuala Lumpur respectively, we finally reached Seremban town, the state capital of Negeri Sembilan that grew very much accustomed to me in my 6 years stay until I completed my MCE.
How an innocent young boy cope up with the life in the new surroundings. My father left home immediately after the registration. I felt pity for him. He was a father that never showed us any affection. He loves us all right but there is no show, it is all in the heart that matters, I guess. I realized my father was not so lucky as the other parents who came in drove sending their offspring, some of them in flashy cars and fancy dresses. I don’t know how he felt about it but deep in my heart I owe him my life irrespective of what he is.
After my father left, all of a sudden, I felt so lonely and homesick. My brother was the only person I could see but meeting him was quite restricted as we were staying at different hostel. I remember we used to sit together on the long concrete bench in the evening overlooking the school field. He would tenderly listen to me relaying how much I missed home. I would count the number of days and number of weeks to the first term holidays. Sadness himself, he would listen in
sympathy and assured me that everything would be all right . He was always telling me he would always be around for me. He is the brother closest ever, Hilmi bin Mohamad, exactly two and a half years my senior.
The gloom days are not forever. Friends and school activities tend to make life runs faster, makes you think less about home. As a matter of times, there seem to be life again, to the fullest indeed. Next....Adolescent days are Easy days, too easy until you know what. Find out!
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