Wish You Were Here

So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skys from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

And did they get you to trade
Your heros for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

(Pink Flyod)

Look Out...

Look

What is coming

Behind the corner

Is it mirth, myth or mist

Look out

What can grab you

From among the woods

Is it pretty devil

Or ugly duckling

Be on the look out

Be alert

Always.....

DECEMBER... MUSIM KAWEEN MUSIM HUJAN

KISS OF DEAF
“The kiss reduced the pressure in the mouth, pulled the eardrum out and caused the breakdown of the ear.”
- A Chinese doctor explains how a 20-something woman lost her hearing in her left ear after a passionate kiss.

Sekrang neh adalah musim kawin, talk about kawin ni kan...

Kenape gak nye ek those mat salehs (grooms) kiss their minah salehs (brides) lepas diaorang kawin.....

Sebabnye kan..... masa kawin tu kan ada lafaz janji2 n ikrar2... macam2 lah deme tu, kite pon ada gak kan.

Janji2 n ikrar2 tu kan ngan mulut n lidah. So, kene lah mulut n lidah tu besalammm..., cuma kita ni malu nak buat camtu, jadi salam cium tangan je la ek, tak karang kene penampor lak ngan pak imam. Kepada bakal penganteen baru...., korang kene la bejanji2 n beikrar2, lepas tu baru boleh kiss ur bride (seriously), tapi jangan lak depan pak imam lorr... pitam dia maa..., takkan tak tau bila kot....

..... a lu pikir la sendiri.

Sekarang ni jugak adalah musim hujan................. ada tempat yg bah..... la takyah la cerita bab hujan ni kan. Tido lagi baik la hujan hujan cam ni... tido tido tidorrrr.....

Selamat Pengantin Baru pada semua pengantin pengantin.

( my fren said lust is pink... desire is blue )

Lovely heart

As posted on sadeeq's blog .....

Last Saturday, i was driving back from a coffee with a friend. It was late afternoon and i promised my mom il be home by 3pm.As i cornered the hilly area towards my house, i saw small women in her 80's carrying a luggage in one hand, and a large bag on the other.She was frail, and walking slowly towards uphills. Her back is hunched and i wonder if they were ever straight. She was wearing an old baju kurung and scarf that was tie at the back. Her wrinkles suggested that she might look older than she is.I drove pass her but i kept looking at my rear mirror. Stimultaneos questions rans through my head 'Does she need a lift? is it ok to offered her a ride? Where does she lives? Where is her family? Why does her family let her carry heavy stuff under the hot sun? Why isnt anybody offered to give her a ride?'.I slowed down my car and finally i stop by the roadside. I step down and looked at her not knowing what to say. She saw me and a smile start to fill in her face. She said immedietly 'Nek tumpang nak.....nek penat dah jalan jauh...'She had a Javanese slang and later i found out that she was from Indonesia. It took a great deal not to release the tears upon hearing what she said.I hurry my steps towards her and offered to carry the bags. I was suprised that the bag is really heavy, and it hurts my shoulder even to carry it across the road. I returned to assist the women, she took my arm and walk slowly towards the car.'Rumah nenek kat mana?''Kat atas tu, nanti nenek tunjukkan jalan'I drove uphills and downhills and reach the house about 5 minits away. I cant imagine if she have to walk all the way with the heavy bags... what strenght does one have?I learned that she is moving out because she no longer allowed to stay where she is, she will be staying with Pak Omar, menumpang, she cooks for the surau and will continue to do so despite the distance to surau from the house, she doesnt have any family nor a source of income and lots more.In the 5 minutes conversation, it felt to me like she was telling me her whole life. As if she was saving the story and was just waiting for someone to hear it.She thanked my kindness many times and i just said 'takpa nek....'.I reached the house, it looks decent, small, and slightly messy on the outside. Pak Omar was not at home so she cannot go inside. I offered to come by later and helped her carry her stuff from the old home but she said the owner left for today. I made a promise to come visit her when i have free time.Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto me tightly.' Terima kasih banyak2 nak......' she said.I squeezed her hand and give her some money, and then walked into the car.I drove aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk. I kept wondering if i should given her more money. If i should stay and talked to her, just to entertain her. I kept wondering what if no one had offered to help her. I kept wondering the heavy load that she have to carry.At that moment, of all the things i've accomplish and done, I don't think that I have done anything more important in my life.We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.PEOPLE MAY NOT REMEMBER EXACTLY WHAT YOU DID, OR WHAT YOU SAID, BUT THEY WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER HOW YOU MADE THEM FEEL. (1)
(1) Caption from a Forwarded email

....... my sadeeq is just as lovely at heart.....

Remembrance

Purification of the Mind Jila' al-Khatir' by Shaikh 'Abdul Qadir al Jilani.

[ On the Blessing of the Remembrance ( of Allah) ]

[ O you who are dead at heart ! Keep to remembering your Lord ('Azza wa Jall), reciting His Book and the traditions of His Messenger (Salla Allah ta'ala 'alayhi wa sallam) and attending sessions of remembrance. This will quicken your hearts like the earth is revive by the falling rain. Keeping to remembrance is a means for the continuation of good in this world and in the hereafter. When the heart becomes sound, remembrance becomes permanent within it and gets inscribed on its sides and all over it. His eyes would be sleeping while his heart would continue remembering his Lord ('Azza wa Jall). He inherits this from his Prophet Muhammad (Salla Allah ta'ala 'alayhi wa sallam). One of the righteous person (may Allah confer mercy upon him) had a rosary that he used in performing remembrance. One day, as he was remembering Allah, he felt asleep while the rosary was still in his hand. He then woke up to find the rosary circulating in his hand, without him moving it, and his tongue remembering Allah. ]

[ O young man, when would your heart acquire knowledge and your innermost part attain pure serenity, when you are still associating creatures with Allah? How would you succeed when every night you specify someone to call on to complain to and beg from? How would your heart become pure and serene when it is empty of believe in the oneness of Allah and does not have a single atom of it? The belief in the oneness of Allah is light, while the association of partners with Allah is darkness. How would you succeed when your heart is empty of fear of Allah and does not have a single atom of it? You are screened off from the Creator. You are screened off by means from the Creator of all means, screened off by the trust in creatures and having confidence in them. You are a false claim. The claims you make would not be accepted without evidence. ]

[ Where do you stand in relation to the belief in the oneness of Allah, O idolatrous worshipper?

Where do you stand in relation to pure serenity, O you who are disturbed?

Where do you stand in relation to satisfaction, O you who are dissatisfied?

Where do you stand in relation to patience, O you who complain to the creatures?

Your current behavior is not the religion of the preceding righteous people. ]

....... owwhhh..... impeach myself !!!

TODAY... revisited part 3 ... WHERE AM I ... ?

Today 11 Zulhijjah is the first day of the three Tashrik days. IdulAdha was yesterday, Monday 10 Zulhijjah. Most pilgrims are either in Makkah or still at Mina. Those who manage or has chosen to complete their stoning at the Jamarat yesterday and rush to MasjidulHaram (on the same day) to perform their Tawaf Haji, Saie and Tahallul, thus has completed their 'manasik haji'. For those who do not manage or rather has chosen to stay back at Mina, they need to perform their stoning at the Jamarat for the other three days until 13 Zulhijjah before they could return to Makkah to complete their 'manasik haji'.

The environment in Mina today is practically similar to yesterday with hive of activities and crowds, but it will soon become significantly quite. By the 13 Zulhijjah the place is almost deserted except for some contractors doing cleaning up.

Today... some 15 years ago, I was there..... but where am I now??

WHERE AM I TODAY... AND FOR THE PAST 15 YEARS ???

TODAY... revisited part 2

Today 9 Zulhijjah 1429 is The Day of Wukuf for those who perform their pilgrimage, the haj. The wukuf starts at Dzohor. About 1.5 to 2 million people, congregate at the plain of Arafat in the heat of the noon desert sun. But for this year, I guess the cool air from north will keep them a bit cooler ( December is winter ) during the day. They stay in tents but many just in the open. The activities ranging from just sitting down idling to reading AlQuran, zikir, doa', munajat etc etc. Mudah-mudahan mereka diberkahi Allah dan mendapat haji yang mabrur. Ameen.

Tonite, starting after Maghrib, they will start yet another tiring journey to Muzdhalifah enroute to Mina. They will not leave Muzdhalifah until after midnite, after collecting some 100 odd pebbles for stoning at the Jamarat. Arafat to Muzdhalifah and to Mina is just about 10 km away but most of them will not reach Mina until close to Suboh. Some only get to their tents in Mina at noon, some in late afternoon and even in the evening.... for that 10 km journey.

Today, some 15 years ago, I was among those people, and I thank Allah for giving me that very opportunity, for His help I was able to perform those tasks briskly at ease. Subhanallah, wal hamdulillah, wala ilaha illallah, wallahuakbar, wala haula wala quwwata illa billahil aliyyil adzim. Those are the zikr that I vividly remember, that I kept repeating during most of my time there. And true, for without Him, La haula wala quwwata illa billah............

TODAYS... revisited

Today, I decided to activate my blog which has been kept dormant for almost six months. For today is a significant day in some part of my life. I'll try to keep writing, writing anything that comes to my mind, those bits and pieces, those scattered bits and pieces... get them together... and march forwards.

Today 8 Zulhijjah 1429, at this very hour, some 1.5 millions people will start their journey, which might be their very first or their very last journey to Arafah. People from every corners of the world regardless of colors and creeds will make their journey, 15km to the east of AlHaram AlMakkah AlMukarramah, to the plain of Arafat, all in white ehram robes, all in one voice... Labbaikallah humma labbaik, Labbaika laa syarikala kalabbaik, InnalHamda, WanNi'mata, LakawalMulk, Laa syarikalak. For tomorrow 9 Zulhijjah, is the Day of Wukuf and the next day 10 Zulhijjah, EidulAdha.
Today, some 15 years ago, I was among the people who made the journey.

(Breaking News)

Today 6 December 2008, Saturday, a massive landslide occured somewhere in Ampang, at Bukit Antarabangsa, burying some 15 houses and taking few souls. Some 15 years ago (in 5 days time), at the same Bukit Antarabangsa, an apartment block collapsed, killing scores of dwellers.
Today, some 15 years ago, I was among the people who kept vigil over the tragedy.

I do not wish to write much for this very first posting.

We don't eat much starters..... munch munch.................