Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Sometimes you miss someone so bad.. :(


bismillahirrahmanirrahim
assalamu'alaikum wbt

kadang-kadang kita
merindukan seseorang
seorang kawan, seorang sahabat, seorang saudara.

kadang-kadang kita boleh menghubunginya
kadang-kadang tidak
terpisah dengan jarak yang jauh
zon masa yang berbeza
internet yang tiada
no reception area
dan juga,
situasi yang tidak membenarkan.

kadang-kadang
kita rindukan kata-katanya
walaupun sekadar 'assalamu'alaikum ukhti'
itu sudah cukup menggembirakan.

tapi apakan daya
kadang-kadang kita hanya perlu bersabar
dan berdoa kepadaNya
mengikat hati kita denganNya
membaca ayat-ayat wahyuNya
menguatkan diri, iman dan amal kepadaNya.

kerana,
apa yang pasti
hidup di dunia ini fana
dan segala makhluk di atas bumi ini juga fana
yang kekal hanyaNya satu
Dia yang paling layak kita rindui, kembali, ibadahi dan patuhi.

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

bismillah

when you're sad and you don't know what to do,
just pray
and ask Allah for guidance
and ask for this sadness to pass
and be lifted way from the soul
amin.

Friday, June 10, 2011

I think life is a process. You learn things as you go along. You will make mistake to know that it will occur has been one of the most enlightening thing for me. What does it mean to know that you'll make mistakes? To know that you'll learn? Does it mean that you'd develop an inferiority complex? Or that you 'd feel that a mistake is eventually a mistake? Or that you'd become easily blameful and cynical to anything bad that comes your way? Oh, it was bound to happen. Was that what it was meant to mean.

Before, I had it that way. When people say every person in their life will make mistakes. That every couple will fight. That every best friends will become closer with fight.
I refuse to believe this. I thought it was nonsense. Why should the best of friends fight? And why should mistakes be made in life? Isn't it just demotivating. And such a negative way to look at life. If you start out your life with that in mind, of course you'd play out exactly what was thought of. It's belittling. It's a trick. It's a trend that people have been put into. Which I thought was not not correct.

Alhamdulillah I've gone a long way since then. What I've found from time and space..is that, to know the thing, to know that life is a process and that people make mistakes...it was not meant to be negative. On the contrary, it was meant to be overly positive. The knowledge that life is a process and that you will make mistakes, is meant to make your life rich. Super-rich. It will give you such an outlook in life, that everything is a treasure. What is a 'mistake' and what is a 'process'? It's an experience! It's something that is not seen but felt. When you accept that something is process or a mistake, you're fluid. You are changeable. You are mosaic-full, colourful. You're happy. It's not something depressing for you. But something exciting. Something peace-ing. You've and you'd completely open and released yourself for change. You've left any pre-conceptions, anything that would make you not change. What people thing. the world that you would lose, friends or whatever. It doesn't matter. Your goal is now to get through that process. And to feel more and more of it. It is mind-blowing and exhilirating. But you will only feel it if you have released yourself.

Now, a human being is always holding on to something. If you've one thing, it's impossible for you not to hold on to another. It's just natural. We are very dependable creatures. We live on a concept, principle, a structure of mind or heart. No human being is without one. So, here's the thing. When you have accepted that life is a process, to which process do you adhere to? Step 1, step 2, step 3 of a process can differ a lot depending on the form of processes you choose. Who decides they chain of steps? How do you decide your direction?

For me, I have chosen Islam. And that 'life is a process' for me is equivalent to 'tarbiyyah'. The whole life is one big tarbiyyah. And how do I know what is what and the directions that I would mould myself, it would be according to Allah.

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Our Education


Assalamu'alaikum,

here's my thoughts as i was going thru the vid...feel free to follow together..=)

minute 13:00 - hm.. i wonder if m'sian teachers ever feel like they're not allowed to teach...
and i wonder if m'sian doctors ever feel like they're not allowed to treat...
hm..
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minute 21:51 - wow...high school? wow...yeah..people like George Bush won't be elected if that is what is taught... no wonder the politicians of the old..like if in M'sia..Tun Razah, Tun Hussein On...they're really politicians of the people you know...amazing down-to-earth and really serving not themselves or their wallet..but people...lovely... :)
--

minute 25:45 - i agree. Grades are not everything... you need to know what you're learning.
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minute 27:00 - yeah..this was an issue i had a problem with...that does not settle down with me well some time ago..i've sort of like accepted that you know, nowadays, this is how the world is going..i don't agree with it...but you know it has to come from the person itself..i can't force it on them..i can say my views..i can repeat it many times..it's good reminders..and it should be propagated many many times and more...in the end however, i think the person has to believe it themselves and have trust in Allah...and you know..act it
--

minute 38:00 - yeah i think that's one of the problem i've discussed about with my friends, about the education in Malaysia..there's a lack of ability or culture..of entertaining the iradah of a person..and i mean, supporting iradah..not lowly desires..but, iradah. Meaning..the actual interest of a person. A child in M'sia is simply into the system, which levels them all out. And their own specific interest and abilities are fully supported. I think at the moment, this responsibility has to fall on the parents, especially the mother, to fully be sensitive and aware and cater these iradah...simply because of the fact that it takes time to change the system.. because system comes from the mindsets, the fikrah of the individual people who make up the system itself...so, yes, an effort needs to be done..but it would be futile and it would crumble really easily, if it's not approached and emphasized at the individual/mother level... however, efforts from an institutionalized level is still impactful...but i think the emphasize needs to be reemphasized and highly pushed towards the active work/role of the parents.
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minute 40:24 - heheh :) tea... :) qana'ah... Alhamdulillah.. :)
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minute 40:59 - i agree that people should know themselves well to know their boundaries and limits well so they overburden themselves that in the end, they really have not got anything, or become an anasir taghyir..meaning, an agent of change..for their own selves and for others. I agree in focus and some times, all these technologies around are overstimulants. You know all those images and sounds and all sorts of overtasted food are just overburdening and concentrating and in the end overshocking and shotting our five senses that in the end, we just become confused and basically not really our directions and we become lost. But, I do think, that notion, that understanding needs to be differentiated from the idea of 'multi-tasking'.

For me, we all should multi-tasking, it's not a bane if you learn it well. For the very simple reason that the Prophet Muhammad s.a.w was a multi-tasker. You know, he doesn't sit at home and just focused himself on doing one thing. There was one sole constant thing he did everywhere he went, which is da'wah and tarbiah. In any situation, no matter what he was doing at that time, he was da'wah-ing and tarbiah-ing. He was teaching, he was nurturing. And that was the constant fikrah, the constant mindset, the constant hadaf, the constant viewpoint. Always.

So, I think our minds should always be focused on one thing. So, that, that one thing will always make us do things and tasks that will only pertain to that one thing. Things and tasks. So, you multi-tasking is therefore not in contradiction.

ok. :)
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from 51:10 onward - this part i think you need to watch with caution. His ideas and statements here are very dangerous if you understand it out of context, or if you understand it wrongly. What kind of boredom does he mean here? it does not mean not doing anything, but it means downtime, thinking time. What does he mean by challenging the mass? he means the mass's activity and thoughts that's suicidal/ self-destructive, without aim, materialistic, pure sensualism and hedonistic. without principles. That's one example. What does he mean but people who just sit down and contemplate? Does this means hermits who does not mix with the society? No, you know.. it does not justify pure contemplation states without actions..it's not beruzlah... but actual actual think-tanks, smart well-contemplated policy makings... and of course you have to follow it up with implementations... in all walks of life you know.. whether you're a mother, a student, and individual...or someone who has a position..
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56:55 - yeah...it's scary that people have been so dumbed down.. it has caused a lot things just being 'let happened'. Masses of people have just let things happened. Because of this process of the mind being dumbed down, poisoned I would say, ghazwul fikr.
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1:02:40 - wow..hm...non-age-segregated learning.

em..i'm kinda starting to fall in love with this idea of homeschooling...mm..

1:04:00 - waa i need and 'an ounce patience' for this! and i need to 'really want to do it'...interesting...hu... but it's possible right.. it's not impossible..

1:05:22 - wow really?

1:05:42 - wow..interesting! :D

1:06:00 - wuish. wow..the after effort, the self effort after the class must be what's more.. it's how much to want it and how much you want to keep it and remember it and apply it in your life and of course tell to other people then, that seems to be the.. magic. hm..

1:10:02 - true true... there's way too much pseudo-idea of success right now in our world. And also, i agree with 'honour above poverty'..you know if you're rich but you have no honour, no honesty...it's a dead life..and of course, a dead hereafter...you know..never sacrifice principles over materials...it's self-destruction..it kills you inside..also, beautiful statement : 'it's a short trip'...life ends abruptly you know...
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Alhamdulillah..a very good enlightenment! ^_^

Friday, February 25, 2011

Forensic class

bismillah
salam wbt

*sigh...* had a class about suicide today..
too sad...just too sad..

i think people kill themselves because they have not found reason for them to live...or that they find the reason to be too insignificant or that they're consumed in thoughts of what they perceived as the only reason to live...

and life means nothing...and unbearable to live in anymore..

it's so sad... gosh.. isk isk..
i'm sorry..
this is just too emotional...

i think they need a guide...they need someone to talk to..someone to show them the way...
i think they need Islam...they need to get to know Islam...
and we, those who know how meaningful life has become for us since we live and breath Islam needs to share Islam with them...they never knew about Islam you know...
we need to help..

the subject of suicide is just something very fragile to me...something very close and personal..
so I can say that I know how they feel..
but tarbiyyah has given me a life...a meaning..Islam has given me a life...and a love..and i hope, a bigger heart...i pray for it insyaAllah...

so i think people really should share. Islam is not a secret. it's not something exclusive to be kept within personal spheres or barriers or boundaries. It extends beyonds those constrictions. Islam is not exclusive. It's inclusive. It's a wide expanse. It's love and and sharing and peace and care.

let's share guys.

w'salam wbt

Monday, February 14, 2011

Bismillah

dear..hey..and hi

Allah...You know me..You know my inner thoughts...You know how I feel..

I've been trying to reconnect...with You...with old friends..with stuff...
but sometimes...the things you connect back with...your old friends...the ones you've grown up with..the ones you haven't seen for such a long time...
is scary....
and you're..
worried...
that there's never a time to turn back you know..
*sigh

And You know more than anyone..that time ends abrupt
anytime, anything can happen
anytime you can stop breathing
anytime you can die
and I'm afraid that they'd end short...
I'm afraid for unchanged melodies..
I'm afraid that I'm too weak to help...

Allah...You know me more than I know myself....

w'salam wbt

Saturday, January 15, 2011

What's going on with me these days =)

Bismillah
Salam wbt..

These days I've just been trying to clean myself a lot. I guess both physically and internally.
There's a lot that I need to cater to. To change and to be better.
I'm trying to stabilise. Trying te get back closer to Allah. Trying to mend my relationships. Trying to bridge back broken bridges of communication. Trying to be a slave (to Allah s.w.t).

Ive been reading some stuff, listening to some things and pondering a lot. Checking myself a lot. And learning to be humble.

I've been listening to Suhaib Webb's Fatihah series. Listening also to Brother Nouman Ali Khan Tried to search for some Sheikh Hamza's talks...but there's not much of interest.

Erm...'ve been also reading explanations of hadiths, tafsir of al-Qur'an, reading about Sejarah Nusantara and I guess....a lot of muhasabah and mujahadah...fighting a lot interest to try to keep my heart pure from diseases of the heart.

Also, trying to get my study in tact. And praying to Allah....
__________

okay...:) I hope these words...stuff in my blogs and stuff here... will help you guys. Subhanallah, Allahu akbar and Alhamdulillah.

And...i'll post some links below for the stuff that I got above. Please visit the sites, and listen, and learn, and internalize, and externalize, in your heart, in your mind and in your actions. =) InsyaAllah I hope I will get to Paradise and I hope to meet all of us there. =)

Here they are:


ok...w'salam wbt =)
have a good day guys...be honest with yourself ya...

=)

Friday, December 10, 2010

Freedom

Bismillah..

Salam wbt,

Freedom is always an interesting meaning right. For some people it means liberation from an oppressor. For others its like a bird, being able to just fly and soar. For me, it represents a struggle. A struggle to do things without having to think so much of what people think. That's my personal freedom. To not be locked up, tied down or suffocated.

Sometimes I hate writing the word "my". Coz nothing actually belongs to me you know. And sometimes the word "my" opens up too much dimensions. Once you put "my" there, it's like people are getting to know you. So it gets a bit scary.

Em, I've been looking around actually nowadays for some ways to escape. I'm not one to be tied down. And I want to go places you know. Experience things. And not get settled down. Honestly I don't like to get attached. I've tried it once and I got a good one from the process. And I think I'm okay with just that one at one. I like moving you know. Just going from one place to another.

I don't know where's life gonna get me. I could be anywhere.
But I do hope.
That I can be true to myself. And I pray I can hold on to that you know.
And not have to contradict.
Ya Allah, I really don't know you know.
Sometimes I just feel like I'm just settling.
I just hope I'm doing he right thing.
Please help me.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

un-same

I hate it when I meant things this way
and you understood it another
I hate when I say one thing
and you heard another
I hate it when I meant it with my heart
and yet you got it from the head
I hate it when I want you so much to understand this
and yet you thought I was criticising
I hate when I meant to help
and you felt I was patronising
I hate it when I meant this
and you felt that
I hate it how much I want to see this
but still you see that
I hate it how much I care so much
about what you care
I hate it when I meant love
and yet what you felt was betrayal
I hate how much I can't put into words
what I want you to understand
And how much I care so much
what you care about me
I hate how much I love you
and you fail to feel that
How love is up to that level for you
and yet more than that for me
I hate how much I meant
how much I meant
how much I meant
how much I meant
is rejected to me

And I miss those who understood me
the way _ do.

Friday, October 8, 2010

o my gosh

Bismillah..

O my gosh, I just looked over my previous entries, and oh gosh...It's kinda scary. Especially that Malay rant. O God, I seem so angry. I must've been. I do know where that entry came from, but o gosh, even I am too scared to try to remember the event.

Hm..sorry guys. Must've scared u guys too.

=) I'm not that scary in person.

w'salam wbt

One week and a half in 5th year

Bismillah..

Assalamu'alaikum wbt

It's been already one week and a half in 5th year and I gotta say, I'm loving it~! =) Alhamdulillah....=)

So far these are what's already happened (sorry for the weird grammar) :

1. Moved into a new house and I'm loving it. It's chic (at least in my eyes ;) ), small, cute and so close to everywhere else. I get to walk everywhere now! :) Thereby catering my long-overdue need for some exercise :).

2. Walking alongside the river every morning to class. Beautiful. Just beautiful. There's the morning breeze. There's the trees turning different shades of red welcoming autumn. There's the sounds of water gushing through the dam. There's the water, clean and clear reflecting the blue sky above.

3. More clinical stuff in class. Although I think, it might just be me that's only noticing it now. I like it though. More applications. And more things make sense. Like why I wanted to be a doctor in the first place.

These are the good things Alhamdulillah. But knowing Czech Republic, I think, most of the time, it'd be us that needs to push for some excitement. Be initiative and push ourselves more to participate. 'Cause, from experience, the teachers sure are not going to do it for us. We, or specifically, I, have to make my own experience here exciting. It took me 4 years and a hospital attachment at UM to realize it, but I sure am not going to waste my one year more here despising and lamenting on it. I need to make the best of this year. Both as a student and as something more.

w'salam wbt

Thursday, April 29, 2010

manusia memang pandai mengumpat
nak cakap depan-depan kat muka orang tuh tak berani
dengan Allah
yang for sure dh memang dengar and lihat segala-galanye
sikit pun tak takut
berani saje.

manusia memang pandai buat dosa
meniru dalam exam
mengutuk berjela-jela
berdua-duaan laki pompuan tak kawin
semuanya berani

kalo cikgu kantoikan, takut betul
kalo org yg dikutuk terdengar,
terus mendiam
kalo masuk paper ke org tau ke kene tangkap parents ke
kite berdua-duaan
bukan main malu

tapi dengan Allah
sikit pun tak

takut dgn manusia
takut dgn orang

tapi dengan Allah
sikit pun tak

orang lain nak pertahankan agama
die lekehkan
perli memanjang
org islam ke ape nih
kate je islam, tapi perjuangkan agama lain
bukannye nk bincang ke
redakan keadaan ke
support saudara sendri
dan izzah dgn agama sendri

kalau tak bangga dgn islam
abis tuh nk bangga dgn apa?
nak perjuangkan agama barat??
huh,
nama je islam
tapi menduakan agama sendri
manenye tauhid?

afwan. ana terlalu marah.


Wednesday, April 28, 2010

oh tomorrow
my sigh my sigh
sigh...tomorrow...
of anguish, bitterness and pain
of loud mouths flying high
and meaningless conversation
shattering, dissolving
into thin air
despairing words
of utter rubbish
lost in the substance
of mere discussions
of people and people and people
more complaints and complaints and complaints
endless gibberish from a gibbering mouth
destructively shallow shallow shallow
oh utter anguish
o silent frustration
sealed sealed sealed
for a purpose
o sigh
oh silent day
hold on
another
shut your ears
and shut your eyes
just shut your ears
and shut your eyes

oh groping heart
oh yearning soul

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Where is Malaysia heading?

Assalamu'alaikum wbt,

It is a wonder really, where is Malaysia heading. I've been chatting with some friends and again and again with different crowds, the topic of Malaysia's route to self-destruction comes up. Its crazy, really, if you look at the news in Malaysia'a newspapers. There's just so many problems, and yet the government is so busy at pursuing the developed country status ie Malaysia Maju 2020. It is crazy, seriously.

You have people "throwing" babies all over the place, the crime rate is not any better, corruption in politics and in law, youngsters are still quite illiterate in some places, you have illegal squatters all over the most "developed" city because they can't afford the houses, "murtad" cases are sprouting like mushrooms, racial tensions are high, drug abuse rates have never reduced, and yet, and yet, the government are chasing some stupid "developed country" title. What exactly is the form of development is the government looking for? High rise buildings, mega sales, shopping complexes, bombastic image?? when the people of the country itself are suffering, not happy, addicted to some stupid substances, restless and hedonistic???

Is this the kind of development the country wants??

Crazy!

Where is stability? Where are ethics and moral? Where are dignities and identity? Where is the pride and courage? Where are the leaders? Where are principles and discipline? Where's the peace? Where's the fun in learning? Where are communities? Where are the eastern manners and courtesy and beauty?

The government seem bent at acquiring only material gains. These will not satisfy any soul and with it, the country will have the Malaysia Maju title, but behind that pretty name, you will many many more problems, disintegration, and basically decay in the society.

There is no point in chasing a title, if the meaning of the tile is not there. It's like having a beautiful green, big, fragrant durian, but when you open it, and expect some sweets fruits inside, suddenly you're disappointed when inside it is empty. Turns out, it was not as beautiful as it looks. Beautiful on the outside but empty inside.

Wallahu'alam.

Missing the US

Assalamu'alaikum wbt,

gosh...I didn't how I miss the US...

I was watching this video on youtube by brother Nouman Ali Khan, I'm sure you guys have heard of him, really famous guy. Erm he was talking about Why and How to learn Arabic..and suddenly I realized how much I wanted to be there..

You see...brother Nouman is actually one of the instructors at Bayyinah institute, a centre for learning the Arabic language. They provide courses in classical arabic and arabic literary. I was interested in this one course they have, or actually, planning to offer. It's called the Dream project. I find it very interesting especially after listening to one of brother Nouman's tafseer session at Kalamullah. Here, I'll give you the link


I was listening and I was struck by how different it was from any other tafseer I've ever listened to. It actually explored a different side of the Qur'an. It's different, really, you should check it out yourselves.

Erm...there's a part of me that want to learn arabic. It's not that strong, maybe coz I'm not that into learning a language. I picked up English, I guess when I was in the US. And I read a lot. So, a lot of it is by exposure. And the grammar and everything I guess, it just comes naturally with reading the language you know. But, learning a language in the formal way, of memorizing and grammar and connecting it all together with all these rules. I don't know. Maybe coz I'm lazy. Maybe. I don't know. How do you get a language naturally? Hmm..

I've thought of like going to Egypt or Mauritania where my favourite Sheikh learned before, to learn Arabic. You know, stay there for a year or something. But, honestly, I have no interest in Egypt, a huge interested in Mauritania, but at the moment knows no one close there and of course no means and feasible plan to go there. If the world was mine, I'd probably just take a plan and fly over there and learn.

But I guess, US has always struck a sweet cord with me. I've thought going to Zaytuna institute, but the course seemed to rigorous and scary for my taste.. Masjid Omar is another...then, there's this Bayyinah Institute.

Hm...I don't know...now, at this moment writing this down...It suddenly feels like a past life, that life of mine in the US. I didn't stayed that long, but I guess it left a trace. You know, I've never felt that much anger towards the US. Their President and government killed the Muslims, but not their people. And, the US that I know was not evil. In fact, it was the place that I remember good memories. Very much in contradiction to what I feel when I came back to M'sia.

I don't know if I ever want to go back. You hear so many things in the media post 9/11....But, I don't know...I think..the US's people...I think, they're forgiving. I don't know..I lived in one of the small city...not New York or anywhere close to that, so, I don't know. I guess, in areas where there's no evangelists or in small cities, it's probably not so bad to go back...I don't know..I'll let fate take the lead..

The thing is, I don't know if I ever want to go back to M'sia. The Malaysia that I know has never welcomed me. And that's the truth from the very bottom of my heart. And I know, people will I dah lupa daratan or something daring to say this public. But I'm not saying this out of hate towards Malaysia. Malaysia will always be my home country. And I have no intention on changing nationality or disowning my roots. This is just how I feel. And what I feel is from the experiences that I've had in living in two different countries.

I worry, honestly. Of raising a child, building a family in Malaysia. I seriously do not know how I can raise a good child in the environment Malaysia is in right now. It's a daunting thought.

Till then.
Salam.

Friday, April 2, 2010

Endurance and Life

Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh,

Hi! :I its been a long time..at least I feel it has been..since I've written here..I guess I've been busy.
This blog has been pretty much like a diary or maybe more like a journal..And I've been aching to write..You know I have these narratives in my head all the time..And I wanted to put in down on paper..but just I guess, there's some other more prior/priority things comes up.

Anyways..

I was studying for my Sports Medicine final a few a days ago and I came to this powerpoint slide

And so it talks about endurance, basically the ability to withstand long duration or period of exercise...

Immediately HACC comes to my mind. Its my old club back in my A-Level years and its one club that has etched quite a notch in the memories of my short 24 years of life so far. HACC stand for Hiking and Camping Club. And we do of course a lot of hiking and camping, but we also do other outdoorsy-adventurous/extreme sports. Thing like white water rafting, wall-climbing, kayaking, paintball and so on.

The thing that came to mind when I see this word endurance is my first mountain. Its called Gunung Jerai (Mount Jerai) and also my last one. Called Mount Kinabalu.

I remember the first time I went a mount..was the most horrible experience I've ever had in my entire life. At least you know, physically horrible. Up to that point in my life, I had never been camping, never went into a forest much less scale a mountain. I joined the club exactly for that reason. I wanted to experience something new. And so, I was probably big-headed..I had no idea how tough it'd be to climb a mountain. I thought you know, you just go up. You just walk and walk...and if you have not reached the top, keep walking again. I had this fairly simple logic and this was exactly the one I hold on to all the way up.

But oh God. Seriously, it was not easy. Seriously. When you get so tired, that tired, nothing almost completely nothing crosses your mind as your moving. You're just telling yourself again and again, okayh girl, just put this one in front of the other, okay, now again, this foot in front of that one, don't stop moving, you can do this, it's not that far, just a little bit more, alright, come on. And I was calling Allah. I thought I'd might just die of exhaustion. I prayed that if I die now, please, make it worth it. I was well aware that this is probably not how I hope to die. You knwo, death during a purposeless mountain climb is not the way I wanted to go. But, I was really really spent. Extremely exhausted. I can feel every muscle aching. I heaving. I was bent almost to the ground trying to push myself to keep on going. It was at night (night climb), so thank God no one can see me in that state. But it was horrible.

But, so, that was you know, my first mountain. You know, when you buy a new shoe, you have to break it in or some say bite it before you can actually wear it with comfort. Well that's how I felt the first mount first. It was like, you have to break into it first.

Several mounts after that was not as bad for me. You still need to push yourself, but you're a lot more prepared.

The time I Allah let me climb Kinabalu, was one of the best thing I've ever experienced in my life. Erm, I like nature. And this time, I was alhamdulillah able to look around and enjoy the nature, in spite of the usual physical struggle.

You see, with the first mount, I was very engulf in pushing and motivating, just basically with the inner struggle to just keep on moving. So, in that frame of mind, you're not aware of what's around you. You're not able to enjoy the scenic landscape around you or to appreciate the beauty. Alhamdulillah as you get more accustomed and your physiology adapts itself to that kind of stress, Allah gives you the vista or the opportunity to see the beauty around you.

So with Kinabalu, alhamdulillah I was able to just experience and appreciate the beautiful nature.
But it took quite a lot of hardwork and consistence.

About three to four months before the climb, I start preparing myself. I'd go jogging every single day about an hour a day to build up my fitness and endurance. The goal was not strength but endurance. I make sure I eat healthy. There was no ice or cold drinks. And I stayed away from junk food. It was also I guess to train my discipline.

Once you get on the mountain. The most important thing for me is consistency. For others, and I think for actually quite a many others, the style is to go fast and strong. They would up really fast, some of them even at the speed of running, and then take a long break/rest every now and then. For me, I'm more of and I like to take more of the slow-and-steady way. I would walk at a steady pace, and I would keep it at that pace all the way through. I take stops but not long one. Just a short break. The challenge with this course, is you have be laid-back, calm, persistent and not be swayed by people constantly overtaking you. Usually first they'll overtake you, then, when they're taking their long stops, you move ahead of them, then, once they start moving again, they overtake you again. But I don't mind, I like going slow and steady.

The first 2 hours or so, I had to really push myself. From previous experience of climbing, at first you have to push yourself. Then, there will be this one point, where you don't have to push yourself anymore, and your body will be completely relaxed and moving automatically on its own. That point actually is quite a huge rush.

And so, the first 2 hours are the most challenging. These first hours, I have to motivate myself profusely, really tell myself to continue walking, don't stop, breath in a fixed rhythm, keep on moving and so on. It's the most difficult stage and its the one you're most likely to give up at. But if I give up at this stage, I know it would be much more harder to continue on. Because if you stop at that first stage, your body cannot adapt, and you will have to start programming it as if from the start and you'll have to push again. And you don't want to be stuck in that cycle throughout the whole climb. So, I have to convince myself that I will reach that easy point after this hard stage, for me to keep on going.

In this first stage, the exhaustion will build up. At first, you will feel okay, not too bad. Then, it will get slowly more tiring. Then, it gets exhausting. Then, you will so completely tired that you'd just want to turn around and go back down the mount. You'd want to stop. You'd start thinking about all those other things that you could have been doing right now. You'd start thinking about Haagen Daaz and Baskin Robbins and Neslo and all your favourite. And you'd about just sitting down and just sleeping. This is probably the hardest point in the whole climb for me. At this moment, I really really have to fight myself. Fight all my nafsu, all those disturbing thoughts that's telling me to just stop and give up. I tell you, it's very hard. And the one thing that I use to keep me going is that hope for that transition point, that this is normal for the first stage, and I will get over it, and things will be easy after that.

If you keep going and going, you will finally reach that transition point. It's like, you feel like, something switched on, or click with your physiology/body. Just suddenly, your mind is clear and body is relaxed. You don't feel tired anymore. And there's no need for that profuse hard motivations because its as if you're on autopilot. Your legs are just moving on its own. And your eyes and and your mind is free to wonder. Its actually quite exhilarating. This is the best best moment of the whole climb.

From this point onwards, I can think about anything and everything. Its just me and my Allah. I can throw my sight to this beautiful landscape around me and breath its refreshing air and just be completely at peace. I can express my feelings to Allah. I can ponder on my problems outside of this moment, problems with friends, at home, whatever. It's like..I don't know how to say...It's peaceful. And you'd given the chance to just comb throughout your life and be completely grateful everything that Allah has given you. And this feeling, it stays with you, all the way up to the peak, when you're viewing this vast vast landscape and you feel so small against this tremendous creation and you're amazed at God and this feeling stays with all the way down when you make your way back.

Its an amazing feeling. Amazing experience.
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When I look back at that experience, I to relate it a lot with my daily life and I try to apply the concepts involved.

The general concept of not giving up and to be persistent and consistent and be disciplined in all that you do is very much applicable every day. Also, the feeling of being overtaken by others that seems to be moving faster than myself, has huge parallelism in my life. A lot of time, I know I have to stick to my principles no matter how much others are moving past me. Whenever the society say that this is right or okay, but I know it is wrong, this is the moment that concept apply. You know, as a muslim, we are the ghuraba' of this age. We are weird in society's eyes. And we are odd. And we are against the tide, the stream of the river. Now, how do you find the strength to stick to it. To go on doing you know what is right, when everyone else is doing exactly the opposite. Its tough. Admitted and unarguably, it is tough. This is what keeps me going. Knowing that, at one one point, this will get easy. And it will feel like heaven.

You've already got that taste of heaven every day you know. When its just you and your Allah. And you feel His caress, and nothing else matters. You feel that every day.

Imagine a day..
When the sun is bright, but you feel no heat,
When the breeze is just right
And you feel free
And just nice
And the trees are green
Flowers blooming
The sea as blue as the sky
Birds singing its melodious zikr
And you're the ones you love
And your stomach full
And your mood happy..

You know...that will come
And you just have to believe in it
That it will be for you
Just keep at it
InsyaAllah
He is the Most Loving, Most Kind, Most Generous
He is waiting for you
Its up to you to come.

=)

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Life as I know it..today


Life as we know it is coming to an end
And the more I live it
The more I'm disappointed
I know I can't say this
This life and everything on earth is a blessing from God
I know that
And I can't possible say no
But it disappoints me to see how people are..

I am in this workforce
Not your typical one
But one that tries to change the world
Making an actual serious committed effort to change things
And clearly going against the tide
Against what everyone else is doing
And looking completely incomprehensible to the common eye

And in my work so far...
I am seeing too many incongruence
And it saddens me even more..

There are those explicit ones you expect
And yet I am shocked and sadden every single time

And there are those internal ones
That's just completely unfathomable
and disheartening
hampering and disappointing

I don't know what I expected
But I did not expect this

I can't wrap my mind around it you know
I'm trying to understand
But to be honest I don't

I think it is absurd, ridiculous and extremely selfish
I just cannot understand this kind of behaviour
It's absurd
It's completely absurd..

I'm trying to understand
I'm trying my hardest without compromising my principles
And without getting dragged into the same tide

I just can't understand this.
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Someone told me..
When you've worked your hardest
And you've tried everything
It's time for you to let go

I think that's what I need to do you know.
Not give up in my work
But to let go
to Allah
There are things He does...that He lets happen
that's completely beyond our understanding
no matter how much we thought it over
And when you've reached that point
letting go is the best thing..

But my prayers will go on
I don't want to take advantage to know
Fold up my arms, or put my legs on the coffee table
I really don't
And I'm forever scared that God will be mad at me for not doing enough
I don't wanna slack
Coz I don't wanna be an ungrateful creation

This life is a test
And I'm forever missing heaven
And I wish I could return home someday.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

"Aku tinggalkan manusia kerana aku mengenali mereka
Telah banyak pengalamanku bersama teman demi teman
Setiap hari, aku gembira menyambut permulaanya
Namun akhirnya aku sedih melihat penghujungnya."

Bingkisan sebuah syair Arab.

I feel it so close to my heart...
About what I feel about friendships. About the people I meet in the span of my short life. The love and heartbreaks (friendship-wise)...

I've only met one person that is like a gem amongst all the glass
She's genuine, she's caring, she's forever understanding
She would never think bad of me
I mean, her first thoughts are always good of you, and after that, only then she would ask
We click
And like cliche in novels - we can 'finish each other's sentences'
I don't know if she knows..
But I truly treasure her
Even though I've tested her quite a lot




Monday, March 1, 2010

sampai hati

oh Allah,
hati yang sedih perlu dirawati,
pipi yang basah perlu dikeringkan,
langkah yang longlai perlu dikuatkan kembali,
jiwa yang lemah ini memerlukan pangkuan kekuasaanMu,
oh Allah, I need your love,
I need your comfort...

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Cinema

Salam,

I've always found cinemas disturbing. The idea of paying 10 bucks for two hours of puristic entertainment in the dark. For a Muslim, this does not make sense.

There's that idea of first of all paying for mere entertainment. And its not just in sen, but in ringgit. It's a lot of money to be spending on entertainment.

Then there's the fact of pure entertainment. You're not going there for anything worthy of your mind, but for relaxation. Which should be only for a while. To regroup and refocus and loosen the stress and headaches for a while. Taking a break for 2-3 hours did not make sense.

Then there's the darkness. Why would you ever want to go in a room full of unmarried people, in black darkness. You know what couples, unmarried couples are doing in there. So, why do you want to go in.

hm..it's baffling for me. odd.

Wallahu'alam.