Monday, November 29, 2010
CHECKLIST YANG LEBIH TERPERINCI
- Mengenali Allah
- Selalu mengambil wuduk
- Taat pada Allah dan Rasul
- Menjauh tipu daya dunia dan perbuatan lagha
- Mengekang nafsu
- Keikhlasan dalam beramal
- Bertaubat dengan tulus
- Bercakap benar
- Memiliki sifat orang yang beriman
- Meninggalkan sangka buruk, mengumpat dan mengintip aib orang lain
- Menjauhi hasad dengki
- Menjauhi riba
- Bertakwa dan bertawakal pada Allah
- Menjaga sekelian anggota
- Membuat persediaan untuk mati
- Tidak rasa aman dari balasan Allah
- Tidak putus asa dari rahmat Allah
- Menunaikan amanah
- Jangan berbangga dan bermegah dengan nikmat Allah
- Tidak rasa sedih dan kecewa dengan apa yang hilang
- Memerhati dengan mengambil pengajaran
- Berusaha mencari rezeki yang halal
- Redha dan tidak benci pada ketetapan Ilahi
- Kasih dan memberi kerana Allah
- Memberi kemudahan pada orang lain untuk kebaikan
- Berbuat baik pada ibubapa
- Takuti azab Allah
- Tidak mengungkit pemberian Allah
- Berfikir tentang kejadian Allah
- Bersifat tawadhuk dan kusyuk
- Menjaga diri dan keluarga dari maksiat
- Berdoa dan membersihkan hati
- Menjauh sifat munafik
- Menglangsaikan hutang.
Happy Ever After
Bottom row: Yaya, Hafiz, Mimi
Melissa's Wedding
Two of my good friends had married off their firstborn. Siti's Zahidin,(previous post) and Adi's Melissa. Come to think of it, what do I do when my time comes. The thought gives me palpitations.
So Mimi and I drove down to JB in our little car. I was not able to attend the nikah on Friday so the reception on Saturday is obligatory. Started out as early as 5.15am, we reached JB at 9.00am.
I was by Adi from the time Melissa and Zaki decided to tie the knot. Meaning to say that I was closely in touch from the time of their decision to the fruition of the whole occasion. You see, Adi supported her daughter's decision and plans and I supported Adi. That is how it goes with the two of us, friends from school, both single parents. Most of the wedding plans was done by Melissa with her wedding planner, while Adi's mum decides on the food and caterer. We, just nod in agreement and chipped in some money for some parts of the kenduri.
When I arrived at the hall that auspicious morning, I was terribly impressed! The whole concept, designs and choices was...all I can say, was soooo Melissa. Modern, colourful, vibrant and dynamic. Just like her, a young master's grad in business who is tutoring in one of the local Uni, she had put together some memorable wedding. Wah!!!
In this post Auntie Fish nak ucapkan selamat melayari alam rumahtangga dan semoga bahagia sehingga akhir hayat to Mel and Zaki.
So Mimi and I drove down to JB in our little car. I was not able to attend the nikah on Friday so the reception on Saturday is obligatory. Started out as early as 5.15am, we reached JB at 9.00am.
I was by Adi from the time Melissa and Zaki decided to tie the knot. Meaning to say that I was closely in touch from the time of their decision to the fruition of the whole occasion. You see, Adi supported her daughter's decision and plans and I supported Adi. That is how it goes with the two of us, friends from school, both single parents. Most of the wedding plans was done by Melissa with her wedding planner, while Adi's mum decides on the food and caterer. We, just nod in agreement and chipped in some money for some parts of the kenduri.
When I arrived at the hall that auspicious morning, I was terribly impressed! The whole concept, designs and choices was...all I can say, was soooo Melissa. Modern, colourful, vibrant and dynamic. Just like her, a young master's grad in business who is tutoring in one of the local Uni, she had put together some memorable wedding. Wah!!!
In this post Auntie Fish nak ucapkan selamat melayari alam rumahtangga dan semoga bahagia sehingga akhir hayat to Mel and Zaki.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Makcik Halimah aka Halimah Senior. Halimah Junior aka Mimi
While beautiful 'happening' ladies are glowing in the company of equally 'happening' company, may they be men or women, I fill my time with my makciks. How boring can you be. Oh well...I have never been good with emm...men. (huhu)
In a few days when my brother comes back from Haj, my days at Makcik Halimah's house (Haiqal's grandma) will no longer be necessary. I have written about my makciks. All great women in my life. We must know where we are going.... what direction we are taking...towards... getting old. I want a collegen, botoks and artificial hormones free twilight age. (InsyaAllah, if I can) and these ladies, are timeless beauties, to me.
Maklong Ah Ah, teaching the Quran for decades makes her as sharp as she always was. She does not need to eat gingko or any memory enhancing supplement. My Mama Robiyah also teaches the Quran, ever so 'durable'. Mokcik Moh, who always smile and looks naturally sweet, without makeup . Cik Pah. Looks like she doesn't know, but she does. Close to deaf, but answers your questions.
Mck Halimah is a class act. You just need to step into her home and see the coordination of everything, placing, colour, mixing, matching and you will be impressed. She is housewife all her life, but what she had created is a indication of good taste and good judgement and good everything. She takes care of everything in nothing short from 'the best' possible way.
With perfection in mind, the results are always wonderful. Successful children, well-behaved and cute grandchildren, a beautiful home. As long as I knew them, she is always helping her children with their studies, family and careers, that everyone in her family is so loved and cared for, it shows. Every child in that family has a loving grandmother and grandfather, mum and dad, aunties and uncles and many cute cousins to grow up with, they are what ideal families are made of. One month with Makcik Halimah gave me alot of good feelings. Is this what it meant by 'yang mana intan, yang mana kaca' when we are asked to select carefully the people we choose as friends or role models.
If I can, I want to learn from her. One month, basking in her advise, sensibilities, warmth and wisedom, I have become a bit better than yesterday.
In a few days when my brother comes back from Haj, my days at Makcik Halimah's house (Haiqal's grandma) will no longer be necessary. I have written about my makciks. All great women in my life. We must know where we are going.... what direction we are taking...towards... getting old. I want a collegen, botoks and artificial hormones free twilight age. (InsyaAllah, if I can) and these ladies, are timeless beauties, to me.
Maklong Ah Ah, teaching the Quran for decades makes her as sharp as she always was. She does not need to eat gingko or any memory enhancing supplement. My Mama Robiyah also teaches the Quran, ever so 'durable'. Mokcik Moh, who always smile and looks naturally sweet, without makeup . Cik Pah. Looks like she doesn't know, but she does. Close to deaf, but answers your questions.
Mck Halimah is a class act. You just need to step into her home and see the coordination of everything, placing, colour, mixing, matching and you will be impressed. She is housewife all her life, but what she had created is a indication of good taste and good judgement and good everything. She takes care of everything in nothing short from 'the best' possible way.
With perfection in mind, the results are always wonderful. Successful children, well-behaved and cute grandchildren, a beautiful home. As long as I knew them, she is always helping her children with their studies, family and careers, that everyone in her family is so loved and cared for, it shows. Every child in that family has a loving grandmother and grandfather, mum and dad, aunties and uncles and many cute cousins to grow up with, they are what ideal families are made of. One month with Makcik Halimah gave me alot of good feelings. Is this what it meant by 'yang mana intan, yang mana kaca' when we are asked to select carefully the people we choose as friends or role models.
If I can, I want to learn from her. One month, basking in her advise, sensibilities, warmth and wisedom, I have become a bit better than yesterday.
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Intoxicated
I have finished my third novel by Andrea Hirata and is intoxicated by his writing. Wow and double wow.
Allah had given him a gigantic talent to be able to narrate in his style and you are gripped to the last page, no cooking or washing or cleaning the house for the day. He has that effect on me. His stories somehow does alot of jumping and leaping and bouncing in my heart.
How do I write like him? Sigh.....
Most of all, he inspires me with all his tales. That our dreams do come true. That he found parts of him, the mosaics of his life in the things he had done and finding what he believes in, along the way.
I too want to find my mosaics of life, and have found a few already today. Small, chipped and cracked ones.
Allah had given him a gigantic talent to be able to narrate in his style and you are gripped to the last page, no cooking or washing or cleaning the house for the day. He has that effect on me. His stories somehow does alot of jumping and leaping and bouncing in my heart.
How do I write like him? Sigh.....
Most of all, he inspires me with all his tales. That our dreams do come true. That he found parts of him, the mosaics of his life in the things he had done and finding what he believes in, along the way.
I too want to find my mosaics of life, and have found a few already today. Small, chipped and cracked ones.
Sunday, November 7, 2010
CHECKLIST
Done
- Solat awal waktu
- Betulkan solat
- Betulkan bacaan
- Solat sunat
- Ganti puasa
- Puasa sunat
- Bayar fidyah X
- Baca Quran
- Betulkan bacaan
- Baca terjemah X
- Zikir amalan
- Istighfar X
- Tutup aurat betul2
- Jaga mata
- Jaga telinga
- Jaga mulut
- Jaga hati
- Jaga halal/haram X (makan minum je)
- Buat kebajikan
- Sedeqah
- Fi sabililah
- Amar makruf nahi mungkar X (sikit)
- Menuntut ilmu X (sikit)
ambil iktibar
Pemergian Jo masih terasa. Dia muda lagi, baru 46 tahun, sudah di jemput.
Alhamdulilah, Jo seorang yang mudah, berkawan dengannya mudah, dia tak pernahkan menyusahkan orang lain, dan perginya pun mudah. Tak bangkit dari tidur di waktu subuh, dan di kebumikan pada pukul 11 pagi dari rumah Maklong dan disemadikan di perkuburan sama dengan Paklong dan adiknya Ami.
Di saat ini, ketika hati masih berkabung, maka terjaga lah dari alpa, betapa kita tidak boleh menjangka bila waktu kita pula untuk berpindah ke sana.
Dah settle ke semua yang wajib? Dah tampung ke semua yang kurang? Dah ganti semua yang tak buat dulu? Dah betulkan semua ibadat dan kelaku? Dah mintak maaf? Dari Allah, dari insan?
Ramai yang telah meninggalkan saya. Arwah Mami, arwah pakcik2, arwah makcik2, arwah tok2 dan nenek2.
Yang tua lazimnya pergi dahulu, tapi bila yang muda pergi tiba-tiba, it is a wakeup call. Untuk orang seperti saya. Saya ni senang leka. Senang dihanyutkan kehidupan.
Kita boleh mula beringat-ingat lepas ni, dan buatlah ape yang patut, insyaAllah.
Alhamdulilah, Jo seorang yang mudah, berkawan dengannya mudah, dia tak pernahkan menyusahkan orang lain, dan perginya pun mudah. Tak bangkit dari tidur di waktu subuh, dan di kebumikan pada pukul 11 pagi dari rumah Maklong dan disemadikan di perkuburan sama dengan Paklong dan adiknya Ami.
Di saat ini, ketika hati masih berkabung, maka terjaga lah dari alpa, betapa kita tidak boleh menjangka bila waktu kita pula untuk berpindah ke sana.
Dah settle ke semua yang wajib? Dah tampung ke semua yang kurang? Dah ganti semua yang tak buat dulu? Dah betulkan semua ibadat dan kelaku? Dah mintak maaf? Dari Allah, dari insan?
Ramai yang telah meninggalkan saya. Arwah Mami, arwah pakcik2, arwah makcik2, arwah tok2 dan nenek2.
Yang tua lazimnya pergi dahulu, tapi bila yang muda pergi tiba-tiba, it is a wakeup call. Untuk orang seperti saya. Saya ni senang leka. Senang dihanyutkan kehidupan.
Kita boleh mula beringat-ingat lepas ni, dan buatlah ape yang patut, insyaAllah.
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Jo.... :'(
I just came back from JB. Have been running around quite a bit. My cousin Jo passed away.Innalilawainnailaihirojiun.
In my heart I feel a heavy stone. It is like many feelings and memories suddenly got impacted by the news of his death. It would take time for this stone to slowly loosen up, smooth out and fade away.
For 3 years of my secondary life in JB, we were close cousin-buddies. Talking, fooling around, pranking and teasing each other. Then I moved back to KL and we do not see much of each other. He got married and so did I. But...everytime the few times we see each other all these years, what we had when we were young, was always there, intact and everlasting. Only that we have aged and are very out of shape.
He has left all of us suddenly. Especially his mum, my Maklong Ah Ah to whom he was very 'manja'. I see Maklong holding up as best as she could, but I can feel her pain and grieve, losing another son. So I discussed the movie 'Asmara' with her, told her about the gossips I derive from Izyan.com, and told her about my 'hirok-pikok' life, about my brother's children. Then I would go in the room to stop myself from talking too much nonsense. Give her a few hours break and then talk about our favourite TV personalities, Wardina, Elly, Fitri and Abby. Then of course, my 'hentam saja' palm reflexology before she sleeps. We covered plenty, except about Jo.
For Jo, we mourned quietly together, without a word between us on him. Jo, rolly polly and jovial, not a malice in his heart, his place in our hearts, especially Mak Long's, can never be replaced. That, I know.
In my heart I feel a heavy stone. It is like many feelings and memories suddenly got impacted by the news of his death. It would take time for this stone to slowly loosen up, smooth out and fade away.
For 3 years of my secondary life in JB, we were close cousin-buddies. Talking, fooling around, pranking and teasing each other. Then I moved back to KL and we do not see much of each other. He got married and so did I. But...everytime the few times we see each other all these years, what we had when we were young, was always there, intact and everlasting. Only that we have aged and are very out of shape.
He has left all of us suddenly. Especially his mum, my Maklong Ah Ah to whom he was very 'manja'. I see Maklong holding up as best as she could, but I can feel her pain and grieve, losing another son. So I discussed the movie 'Asmara' with her, told her about the gossips I derive from Izyan.com, and told her about my 'hirok-pikok' life, about my brother's children. Then I would go in the room to stop myself from talking too much nonsense. Give her a few hours break and then talk about our favourite TV personalities, Wardina, Elly, Fitri and Abby. Then of course, my 'hentam saja' palm reflexology before she sleeps. We covered plenty, except about Jo.
For Jo, we mourned quietly together, without a word between us on him. Jo, rolly polly and jovial, not a malice in his heart, his place in our hearts, especially Mak Long's, can never be replaced. That, I know.
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Haiqal and us
Something wonderful happened today. You see, For 10 years of his life, Haiqal only eats biscuits, milk and rice with gravy. He does not eat anything else. Nothing else. But today, he added one more thing he is willing to eat. Hajar's cream puff! I am very grateful for these creampuffs. Syukur Alhamdulillah. They are indeed rahmat for me.
Day before yesterday he finished the sticker book, his forehead scowling due to thinking really hard. He looked so serious and adorable.
Next thing I got from the net, is to teach him to repeat nombers. Maybe my hp nomber. Lets see how it goes.
Day before yesterday he finished the sticker book, his forehead scowling due to thinking really hard. He looked so serious and adorable.
Next thing I got from the net, is to teach him to repeat nombers. Maybe my hp nomber. Lets see how it goes.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Your theme song
All movie has a sound track. A song that suits the story, which comes with or without lyrics. Especially in the malay movies nowadays they have a song in the background by our top artist like Siti or Faizal Tahir or Aizat ballading their top hits, to add the extra edge in the movie.
What your song? What song identifies with you? A song that you can hear over and over and over again, that tells your story, or at least how it is in your mind or wish it to be. I like many songs. That is one thing which I cannot steer out of my life. Songs.
I used to love Susan Boyle's rendation of I dream a dream.I go to youtube British got talent for hundreds of times. I love too our own homegrown 'balada', love too Indonesian balada. Then came the Korean love songs whose melodies can perk me up even at my lowest low. After that came the phenomenal Maher Zain whose song went on endlessly in our Viva.
But surprise, surprise. I overated myself for being a 'city-girl' (women) who had loved the songs on the charts or the more 'current', when I have suddenly found the tunes of my heart in Mimi's CD, compilation of Nasyid. Summaiyah, Destinasi Cinta,...it sets in deeper than all that I mentioned before this. My heart is consoled, calms and my mind goes into Alpha mode, when I hear these words....sabarlah keluarga yassir, bagi mu di syurga sana, kau tegar memilih syurga, walau terpaksa berkorban nyawa....destinasi cinta yang ku cari...moga dapat ku berteduh di rendang kasih Mu....
What your song? What song identifies with you? A song that you can hear over and over and over again, that tells your story, or at least how it is in your mind or wish it to be. I like many songs. That is one thing which I cannot steer out of my life. Songs.
I used to love Susan Boyle's rendation of I dream a dream.I go to youtube British got talent for hundreds of times. I love too our own homegrown 'balada', love too Indonesian balada. Then came the Korean love songs whose melodies can perk me up even at my lowest low. After that came the phenomenal Maher Zain whose song went on endlessly in our Viva.
But surprise, surprise. I overated myself for being a 'city-girl' (women) who had loved the songs on the charts or the more 'current', when I have suddenly found the tunes of my heart in Mimi's CD, compilation of Nasyid. Summaiyah, Destinasi Cinta,...it sets in deeper than all that I mentioned before this. My heart is consoled, calms and my mind goes into Alpha mode, when I hear these words....sabarlah keluarga yassir, bagi mu di syurga sana, kau tegar memilih syurga, walau terpaksa berkorban nyawa....destinasi cinta yang ku cari...moga dapat ku berteduh di rendang kasih Mu....
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