tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56548882131898891862024-02-08T05:19:53.789+08:00adibah's axiomi'm half agony, half hope.-adibah-http://www.blogger.com/profile/05841660040345311608noreply@blogger.comBlogger201125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5654888213189889186.post-11062186707578550752018-01-12T14:15:00.001+08:002018-01-17T22:18:33.194+08:00menghitung hari<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">ku putus kata hidup tanpa kamu</span>-adibah-http://www.blogger.com/profile/05841660040345311608noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5654888213189889186.post-78721137102012343512017-12-19T21:16:00.000+08:002017-12-19T21:16:40.715+08:00tore me in half, and then some more...and more<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="text-align: start;">my love, i surrender to Allah's plan for us. </span></div>
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-adibah-http://www.blogger.com/profile/05841660040345311608noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5654888213189889186.post-48540768653133163842017-12-07T10:16:00.001+08:002018-01-17T22:21:25.884+08:00starry nights<div dir="ltr">
sometimes i wonder, do you still remember what i told you about looking at stars together, when you glimpse at the night skies full of stars..?</div>
-adibah-http://www.blogger.com/profile/05841660040345311608noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5654888213189889186.post-25630756313652944002017-11-13T20:02:00.001+08:002017-11-13T20:03:59.970+08:00menjadi wanita<p dir="ltr">kasihan seorang perempuan. </p>
<p dir="ltr">diam-- dia lemah.<br>
lantang-- nampak salah.<br>
mesra-- dia sundal.<br>
pasif-- suami gatal.</p>
<p dir="ltr">kahwin-- "bila beranak?"<br>
tak kahwin-- pasti digelak.<br>
berzuriat-- xcukup sempurna.<br>
tak berisi-- lagi dikata.</p>
<p dir="ltr">berhijab-- tak cukup labuh.<br>
tanpa tutup-- lagilah heboh.<br>
setia-- dimadu sana sini.<br>
curang-- dicanang keji.</p>
<p dir="ltr">terlalu cinta-- dimain2kan.<br>
terlalu berjaga-- dimarah2kan.<br>
sering nangis-- rimas selalu.<br>
mata kering-- dipanggil batu.</p>
<p dir="ltr">orang mendosa-- yang salah perempuan.<br>
bila pahala-- lelaki diagungkan.<br>
buat betul-- pelbagai dipersoal.<br>
buat silap-- sekampung berbual.</p>
<p dir="ltr">aduhai--<br>
betapa kasihan;<br>
betapa kasihan.</p>
<p dir="ltr">~ tulisan Fynn Jamal, 2012.</p>
<p dir="ltr">p/s: kuatlah untuk diri sendiri disaat yang dipercaya hanya membatu sepi hilang...hanya Allah yang kekal. </p>
-adibah-http://www.blogger.com/profile/05841660040345311608noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5654888213189889186.post-70196104233201501092017-10-18T13:50:00.001+08:002017-10-22T22:03:16.180+08:00a tanka from Man'yōshū<div align="left">
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Narukami no sukoshi toyomite <br />
(a faint clap of thunder)</div>
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Sashi komori <br />
(clouded skies)</div>
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Ame mo furanu ka?</div>
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(perhaps rain comes)</div>
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kimi wo todomemu <br />
(if so, will you stay here with me?)</div>
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Narukami no sukoshi toyomite<br />
(a faint clap of thunder)</div>
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Furazo to mo <br />
(even if rain comes not)</div>
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Warewa tomaramu <br />
(I will stay here)</div>
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Imoshi todomeba <br />
(together with you)</div>
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-adibah-http://www.blogger.com/profile/05841660040345311608noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5654888213189889186.post-34814148814118733252017-09-06T22:19:00.000+08:002017-10-27T14:29:10.708+08:00and you are one and a half day away from home..all our life, we look for someone who will make us feel whole and complete...sort of jerry maguire's 'you complete me' to zellwegger in the film (can't recall her character in the movie)....haha, i do love romantic chick flicks, so long that it doesn't makes me vomit..<br />
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but little did we realise, in this world, no one can complete you, what they can do is perhaps just, provide you with all the support you need, and some glimpse of happiness that a relationship may provide...but ultimately, you have to realise that, completeness (i.e. perfection) lies only with God. and you shouldn't, ever allow yourself to find perfection within any mortal soul. for a mortal is fallible, prone to humaness, and it will never be fair to put any person to such standards. they are only humans, treat them like one. forgives shortcomings, this world is a test for all of us.<br />
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find yourself in your search for truth but not in another person..and when a man (or woman, if you are a guy) comes to you, appreciate everything while he is there, for even he belongs to God, and in that realisation, treasure every moments that have been granted to you and keep it in your heart with the deepest sense of gratitude.<br />
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so that when the day comes and call for a separation, you know you gotta give, and you can still carry him in your heart without breaking yourself..<br />
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#emotaktentupasal #missing<br />
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and a little poem here for you, from W.B Yeats ;<br />
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all the words that i gather,<br />
and all the words that i write,<br />
must spread out their wings untiring,<br />
and never rest in their flight,<br />
till they come where your sad, sad heart is,<br />
and sing to you in the night,<br />
beyond where the waters are moving,<br />
storm darkened or starry bright. 💞-adibah-http://www.blogger.com/profile/05841660040345311608noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5654888213189889186.post-91459292568354410162017-08-13T20:49:00.000+08:002017-08-13T20:49:35.281+08:00kamu dan lautwahai laut yang teduh, apalah arti memiliki? ketika diri kami sendiri bukanlah milik kami.<br />
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wahai laut yang lengang, apalah arti kehilangan? ketika kami sebenarnya menemukan saat kehilangan, dan sebaliknya, kehilangan banyak pula saat menemukan.<br />
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wahai laut yang sunyi, apalah arti cinta? ketika kami menangis terluka atas perasaan yang seharusnya indah? bagaimana mungkin, kami tertunduk patah hati atas sesuatu yang seharusnya suci dan tidak menuntut apa pun?<br />
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wahai laut yang gelap, bukankah banyak kerinduan saat kami hendak melupakan? dan tidak terbilang keinginan melupakan saat kami dalam rindu hingga rindu dan melupakan jaraknya setipis benang saja.<br />
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(Tere Liye – Novel Rindu: 495)-adibah-http://www.blogger.com/profile/05841660040345311608noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5654888213189889186.post-32447192120564843232017-08-13T00:24:00.001+08:002017-08-14T17:27:39.341+08:0040 days..<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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-adibah-http://www.blogger.com/profile/05841660040345311608noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5654888213189889186.post-76070702124180324752017-08-04T20:08:00.001+08:002017-08-04T20:10:19.987+08:0030 days<p dir="ltr">"Allah is Omnipotent"</p>
<p dir="ltr">As I was driving to work this morning, a song aired through the radio. A realisation that has long been there came to me again.</p>
<p dir="ltr">Allah is the Best of Planner. When everything around us seems to be crumbling down to pieces, and there seem to be no glimpse of hope, He will send a way, or at least, show us how to hope again. His mercy works in mysterious ways.</p>
<p dir="ltr">For all that that we have planned, Allah's plan for us is better.<br>
For all that we aspire to be, Allah's aspiration for us is better. <br>
For all that we think we have grips on, Allah's hold on it is stronger.</p>
<p dir="ltr">All these hardships we had and are going through, may it bring us one step closer to Taqwa, and to feel His nearness more wholeheartedly. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Not a day goes by that I don't pray you find calmness within these bout of storms. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Surely, but slowly. </p>
<p dir="ltr">"Dari jauh beribu batu<br>
Membawa hati yang lalu<br>
Ku serah semua pada Mu<br>
Segala hanya untuk Mu"</p>
-adibah-http://www.blogger.com/profile/05841660040345311608noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5654888213189889186.post-76353139547458997912017-07-28T21:36:00.001+08:002017-12-04T19:38:47.898+08:00hoobastank pernah cakap sebabnya adalah kamu<div dir="ltr">
today i was asked why do i like you?</div>
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i found myself a bit dumbfounded at the question, having no ready answer to give.</div>
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should i be ever ready with an answer to throw everytime someone ask of me this very same question? </div>
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i had <u>known</u> that i'm not a person who are easily swayed by the outer appearance of a man, having had distasteful encounters with some men who only looks good on the outside, but with little to no manners to match God's given right to him.</div>
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so why do I even like you?</div>
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is it your look? is it in the way you treat me? is it in the way you carry yourself? or is it in the way you know your place on this Earth belonging to Your Lord?</div>
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if you had asked, i would have told you, i don't have a reason.</div>
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what is love when it is conditional? what is love if it's only a reason or many reasons? and what if the reasons <u>are</u> taken away? </div>
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of course, you are the many ways that make you who you are. </div>
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the many deeds that you do that make you who you are. <br />
the many words that you said that make you who you are. <br />
and the many smiles that make you who you are.<br />
and the many angry moods that make you who you are. <br />
and the many other things that make you who you are..</div>
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and i had accepted the whole of it without any exceptions.</div>
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As John Powell had written so elegantly;</div>
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"So do not ask me WHY I love you. Such a question could invite only the response of conditional love. I do not love you because you look a certain way or do certain things or practice certain virtues. </div>
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Only ask me this, "Do you love me?" </div>
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That I can answer: "Yes, oh yes."</div>
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what is love? it's about being there in great times, good times, boring times, difficult times, bad times and shitty times.</div>
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because darling, yer 'shekh ma shierakki ani' :)</div>
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p/s: hopeless romantic who would possibly make adyla gag. </div>
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p/s/s: and i'm writing so that i can remember. in case i develop Alzheimer's in my later years.</div>
-adibah-http://www.blogger.com/profile/05841660040345311608noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5654888213189889186.post-6240244117431764392017-06-29T21:59:00.000+08:002017-06-29T21:59:04.983+08:00what is in your hand?<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">perhaps, the most important questions you'll be asked in your life are;</span><br />
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<li>what is that your hand possessed?</li>
<li>what are you doing with what you have been given?</li>
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in the Quran, Allah once asked Prophet Musa (Moses):<br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And what is that in your right hand, O Moses?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It is my staff; I lean upon it, and I bring down leaves for my sheep and I have therein other uses.</span></blockquote>
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in his ted talk video, rick warren says that, the staff represents 3 things about Musa:<br />
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<li> his identity. he was a shepherd. a symbol of his occupation.</li>
<li>his income.</li>
<li>symbol of his influence (if you have ever read the story, the staff later was turned into a serpent, by the will of Allah, and help Musa convince the Israelis to worship the one and only God)</li>
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the purpose of influence is to speak up for those who have no influence.<br />
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ok nak ckp tu je. kau berhenti la jadi manusia tak guna yang perangai asyik cari salah orang lain tu.<br />
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*disclaimer: old post that was sitting lonely in the draft.*</div>
-adibah-http://www.blogger.com/profile/05841660040345311608noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5654888213189889186.post-51485767703796579532017-06-24T20:49:00.001+08:002017-07-20T23:40:40.625+08:00a little piece of my hearti thought of keeping this little piece here, so that i can remember it always, together with everything that is behind it...<br />
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"Ya Allah Ar Rahman Ar Rahim, keep us both ya Allah, away from pettiness. Let us be thoughtful in our words and deeds. Help us Ya Allah, to put away pretence and face each other in deep trust without fear or self pity. Help us Ya Allah, to guard ourselves from fault finding and be quick to discover the best in each other in every situation.<br />
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Guard us away Ya Allah, from ill temper and hasty judgement and encourage us to take time for all things, and be calm, gentle and serene. Help us Ya Allah, to be generous with kind words and compliments. Teach us Ya Allah never to ignore, never to hurt and never to take each other for granted.<br />
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Ya Allah, engrave charity and kindness in our hearts. Assist us Ya Allah, to be the best example for our children, and guide us so that we''ll be able to raise them as leaders, who will lead others to the straight path.<br />
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May Allah help us to stay true on the straight path, and may Allah protect us away from our own wrongdoings and transgression. May Allah help us to stay grounded and rooted.<br />
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May Allah grant us steadfastness and preserverance in every thing we pursue in life, and be people of success and values that others can look up to.<br />
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And lastly, assist and allow us Ya Allah, be the enabler for each other to enter Jannah."<br />
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it's the night of Syawal today, may Allah grant us another month full of blessings and good deeds.-adibah-http://www.blogger.com/profile/05841660040345311608noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5654888213189889186.post-83209605060513030182017-06-08T19:19:00.003+08:002017-06-08T19:21:49.309+08:00happy<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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if only you understand.<br />
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p/s: only to illustrate, of course i prayed to Allah instead. tee-hee.-adibah-http://www.blogger.com/profile/05841660040345311608noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5654888213189889186.post-18133320643464990702017-06-07T17:55:00.000+08:002017-06-07T18:54:16.168+08:00spektrum yang kelabu dan persoalan retorikal<div>
yesterday i injured my weaker arm again, after falling (surprised?) sprayed on the ground, due to misstep and slippery walkway. injury is nearby the spot it has been previously fractured. now it is swollen and is partially useless. my feet is a pain to walked on too.</div>
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hello again to driving with only one arm. i should qualify to some award for this feat. </div>
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adding salt to injury, the attitude my car displayed is frustrating, keeps refusing to start at the first 10 tries. albeit perfectly fine battery.</div>
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remembering previous injury which was 10x more painful and tear inducing, it brings me into a reflection that some pains are more tolerable than others. you have to accept it no matter what. </div>
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the same is with life. there are lines. in life, there are plenty of fine lines. some lines, when crossed, will bring pain to you or those who matters. but how far can you cross it without inflicting pain on yourself (or others)? and how deep can the pain</div>
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in between what's right, or what is wrong.</div>
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in between deciding, whether something is still worth fighting for, or it's time to let go.</div>
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in between acceptance of abused trust and the motives behind it, or just walking away.</div>
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you have to learn how to accept and choose your destiny, because sometimes, you can only do so much about it.</div>
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and someone once told me, always be the water that softens the stone, over time. be like the sea of Galilee. it gives and lives.</div>
-adibah-http://www.blogger.com/profile/05841660040345311608noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5654888213189889186.post-31379474211828083212017-05-22T23:08:00.000+08:002017-05-22T23:08:52.815+08:00patahi do wonder if anyone is still reading this dusty old blog. have pretty much been posting what's inside my heart rather than useful things or trying to inspire others to chase their dream, or being a feminist. (no worries, very much still a feminist with a something's gotta give flair)<div>
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(ok fine, there was only 2 new posts for the past 3 years.)<br /><div>
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ramadhan is nearing so it's that time of the year again! the last time i lost 7 kg and never gain it back. and with current state of affairs, it will probably be difficult to maintain a healthy BMI. adds into the equation some serious lost of appetite and boom, let's see how this goes. hopefully my heart can come out stronger than its pre-ramadhan state. </div>
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you can see how much sense i'm making. also i was re-reading some of the old posts here and trying not to crawl under the blanket, for some aspirations that are still hanging around, waiting for me to shine it again and again. also noticed some grave grammatical mistakes i cannot forgive my past self for. who am i kidding, I still couldn't accept myself for the caption that reads 'picture is tooken with yuin's camera's.' i mean dib, is tooken even a legitimate word any self respecting person would ever be caught dead writing? (my past self apparently, thinks it is)</div>
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i'm ending this post with another watery things I read today, cause, just because. it's a wonderdul feeling to rediscover beauty in a language you loved so very much, and i thank, applaud and support every aspiring Malay writers who are elegant and eloquent with words. each one of them, in their very own way is trying to put '<i>izzah</i> back in our national language again.</div>
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"b<span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Vollkorn, serif; font-size: 16px;">egitulah, kita sering dipatah-patahkan oleh orang yang paling kita cintai dan besok, sembuhnya juga kerana dia."</span></div>
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baca prosa penuh di pautan di bawah:</div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Vollkorn, serif;">https://kitartb.wordpress.com/2017/05/21/prosa-tiket-bernombor-100/</span></span></div>
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-adibah-http://www.blogger.com/profile/05841660040345311608noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5654888213189889186.post-40912492961106602302017-02-28T11:46:00.000+08:002017-02-28T11:49:25.005+08:00resah<span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">aku ingin berjalan bersamamu</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">dalam hujan dan malam gelap</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">tapi aku tak bisa melihat matamu</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #666666;" /></span>
<span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">aku ingin berdua denganmu</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">di antara daun gugur</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">aku ingin berdua denganmu</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">tapi aku hanya melihat keresahanmu</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #666666;" /></span>
<span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">aku menunggu dengan sabar</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">di atas sini, melayang-layang</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">tergoyang angin, menantikan tubuh itu</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #666666;" /></span>
<span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">aku ingin berdua denganmu</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">di antara daun gugur</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">aku ingin berdua denganmu</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">tapi aku hanya melihat keresahanmu</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "arial";"><span style="background-color: white;">-payung teduh</span></span></span>-adibah-http://www.blogger.com/profile/05841660040345311608noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5654888213189889186.post-69393656624742428762017-02-25T20:34:00.000+08:002017-02-25T20:34:57.376+08:00cinta itu perhambaanlast night i dreamt of you again. you were wearing a soft green shirt, you came back from somewhere, and you came to me and lie down beside me..<br />
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i don't think we talked..i just remembered watching you resting with a smile on your face, looking serene...and i was holding your arm, and then i woke up from my sleep...<br />
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in a split second, the pain begins to sets in again.-adibah-http://www.blogger.com/profile/05841660040345311608noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5654888213189889186.post-17579584771843138842014-10-13T15:36:00.002+08:002014-10-13T15:38:05.376+08:00eh, kau ni gelap la! <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">some months ago, i went into a beauty parlor for hair treatment. while i was in there, the lady behind the counter looked at me strangely, and she started to go through some of the products on the shelves, and bingo!, she presented me with a cream.<br /><br />lady: this is a famous whitening cream in pakistan. it's all the rage there.<br /><br />me: *solemnly looks at the poorly packaged product*<br /><br />L: you will see the result just after 1 week of using it. your skin will be much fairer and *bla bla bla*<br /><br />me: yeah, let me take a look first.<br /><br />L: please do. one bottle costs only rm100+ and we will return you the money if you don't see any result. this product is rarely sold here,<br />consider yourself lucky that i'm introducing you to this wonderful beauty miracle.<br /><br />me: *ugh, rm100 for such suspicious item. it's probably arsenic and corrosive! and the packaging looks like it cost only rm10!*</span></span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">no, i don't think i want it.<br /><br />L: why? you should try it! for God's sake you are dark!<br /><br />me: nope, not for me, thanks.<br /><br />*leaves shop*<br /><br /><naturally :="" as="" at="" can="" conversation.="" crude="" details="" exactly="" i="" is="" it="" know="" me="" my="" not="" of="" own="" point="" recall="" she="" should="" so="" t="" the="" told="" translation="" was="" what="" which="" you="">so i was irritated. i find it absolutely annoying when people like this woman here think the everyone who are naturally dark-skin MUST WANT to lighten them up via any methods possible. even if it can harm your skin and health. this is not my first encounter of course, and probably won't be my last. <br /><br />it is sickening to see the way beauty are measured these days. as if you are less of a person if you didn't meet the certain standard set by the society. i'm not going to elaborate on that further, for there are plenty of reading materials out there that condemns the way beauty are measured.</naturally></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />while some drastic measures like taking yourself under the knives to appear aesthetically better have yet to truly take off in malaysia, the way whitening products are sought after in this country is fascinating (given that, most malaysian are actually fair, and, they want to be, uh..fairer?). <br /><br />why don't you consume health products instead, eh?<br /><br />in the meantime, the only thing gals who don't possess white, fair or dewy complexion can do is hang in there, and beat the stigma by being purely awesome and kind.<br /><br />trust me you don't need friends or spouses who only wants you for your fair skin. <br /><br />:)</span></span>-adibah-http://www.blogger.com/profile/05841660040345311608noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5654888213189889186.post-92136942348473919122013-05-26T22:31:00.000+08:002013-05-26T22:31:28.940+08:00individualism vs selfishness have you realize that one of the hardest thing to change is one's sense of selfishness?<br />
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we live in a society where people are getting more and more selfish by the day. 'I' should always come first before anyone or anything else. it is but rare if you met a man who will put others benefits before himself nowadays.<br />
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i am not saying that i am any different from other people. i am exactly that kind of person when the situation suits me. you see, this attitude has been perceived as normal even acceptable nowadays. the community surrounding you conforms to your demand, rather than you conforming to the society demand. people don't usually say much or question young people who act selfishly. they will rather put themselves on their understanding self and tolerate this ridiculousness.<br />
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you want examples?<br />
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the Gen-Y neighbour who absent minded-ly blast his radio at midnight when the family next door is trying to get their rest.<br />
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the young woman standing in line to pay for some groceries, who blissfully ignores the elderly behind her who can barely stand still while waiting to pay at the cashier.<br />
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the youngster who throws rubbish at the roadside because there will be a cleaner whose job is to clean the street.<br />
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the parent who thinks his child will never do any wrong and blames the teacher instead.<br />
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the flatmate who thinks it's not his job to clean that one extra plate in the sink.<br />
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the person who thinks he is the only busy person in the world and the next person is not significant?<br />
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do you think modernization is the breeding ground for this behavior? and is individualism just another euphemism for selfishness?<br />
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p/s: writing is a bit unpolished. do drop your comments! :)-adibah-http://www.blogger.com/profile/05841660040345311608noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5654888213189889186.post-73068351819702771272013-05-26T22:07:00.003+08:002013-05-26T22:09:06.829+08:00realizations: fast forward six monthswhen you are working, some realization hits you.<br />
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it is harder to focus on ibadah at times. prayers are rest. take your time with Allah. don't be stingy to ask. you are His servant.<br />
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you can't wait for moods to visit when there are work around waiting to be done.<br />
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you can't let your lack of energy brings you down at work. you must exercise.<br />
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money does flow like water. the more you earn, the more you'll have (be forced) to spend.<br />
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it is nice to go home to someone. even annoying junior sisters. ;)<br />
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time is indeed money (or gold, i prefer gold actually). you better plan your day wisely.<br />
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weekends are the only time to do whatever super important things that need to be done, done.<br />
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a simple message to your close friends every now and then will be appreciated. (or a simple postcard!)<br />
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but i think the most important thing is, you will see your direction in life, and you must work hard to go, be and stay there.<br />
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<br />-adibah-http://www.blogger.com/profile/05841660040345311608noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5654888213189889186.post-57209628116006885492012-10-26T23:03:00.001+08:002012-10-26T23:03:45.045+08:00just because<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 18px;">When any two young people take it into their heads to marry, they are pretty sure by perseverance to carry their point, be they ever so poor o</span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 18px;">r ever so imprudent, or ever so little likely to be necessary to each other's ultimate comfort." </span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">-- PERSUASION, by Jane Austen</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">p/s: one of my favorite JA quote. :)</span></span>-adibah-http://www.blogger.com/profile/05841660040345311608noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5654888213189889186.post-29353781515966322632012-10-15T13:51:00.000+08:002012-10-15T13:51:20.763+08:00of young men, women and marriage (part 2)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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to answer some questions i posted on my last entry.<br />
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To leave the rest in Allah's hand. (Tawakkal-tu-Allah)<br />
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But, before that, don't forget two things, istikharah (prayer for guidance) and istisyarah (discussion/meeting).<br />
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Have faith in Allah.<br />
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Have faith in Allah.<br />
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He will give you the best that you need.<br />
<br />-adibah-http://www.blogger.com/profile/05841660040345311608noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5654888213189889186.post-90225279798052523862012-09-07T22:24:00.001+08:002012-09-10T23:19:03.892+08:00Of young women and men, marriage and fear<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
This particular post was inspired by a
friend’s discussion with her parents about the possibility of not getting
married. She said it was not well received by her mum.</div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Another friend’s mum, was worried about her
possibly not wanting to get married, judging from her cool (or cold) and
passive exterior when the discussion of men is brought about. I can vouch for
this one. It is not to be found shocking if anyone forms that kind of opinion
about her.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">On a personal note, I had once or thrice
told my parent jokingly that I don’t
want to get married. Their only response was ‘hishhh’ (as in the not believing
kind of type) and a ‘karut je kamu ni’ (as in it has never been done in the humankind
history type)</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Also for your information, the first friend
might have been serious, but the second friend said she has does want to get
married. (and if possible to a handsome Kelantanese Malaysian student studying
in the Middle East) </span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">So, why exactly is a young woman finding it
more and more difficult to attach herself to a man? </span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Let’s make a list of possibilities</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<ol start="1" style="margin-top: 0cm;" type="1">
<li class="MsoNormal"><i><span lang="EN-US">Fear of physical and emotional abuse<o:p></o:p></span></i></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><i><span lang="EN-US">Witness another woman break down in her marriage
(mother, grandma, aunts, elder sister)<o:p></o:p></span></i></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">High
expectation of men</span></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">Unreliable
guy-friend. (Those who fail terribly with their club activities and class
assignments) or a very bad previous relationships </span></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">Fearing a
stall in their career progression</span></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">Fear of
major sacrifices</span></li>
</ol>
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<span lang="EN-US">I know there are plenty other reasons that
are not mention here. But I believe that I am highlighting some of the most
common reason (and they are sound ones!) given when a girl refuse or fear
marriage. How exactly do you tackle such issues? How can we overcome these fear
and move on to embrace a totally different kind of life?</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">How do you know you are marrying the right
person? We are in a modern world where we can cheat one another off by
displaying a certain exterior appearance. Online appearance can never be
trusted. </span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Some might suggest asking our parents to
check on his character. But, our parent can be deceived too. And then what will
happen? What if he smoke and nobody knew about it until after the vow is taken?
What will happen to you who swears you hate all smokers or what if you are allergic
to cigarettes smoke? </span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Can you undo what you have done?</span></div>
-adibah-http://www.blogger.com/profile/05841660040345311608noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5654888213189889186.post-76985911723527529092012-08-29T00:16:00.001+08:002012-08-29T00:16:14.289+08:00Islam and feminism <br />
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<b><i><span lang="EN-US">What is feminism?<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<b><i><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></i></b></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">The word is usually and most notably associated
with women rights movement. Feminism movement has been present throughout mankind
history. It is not certain when exactly it has started. Unfortunately, it is
without fail that feminism has been linked to bra burning, androgynous cigar
smoking women and lesbians. At one point, perhaps most people tend to think
that a feminist is a lesbian. (Hollywood?)</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">If you ask me, feminism is what it is at
core, a cause to provide a better world for the females, in a very male
dominated society. </span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<b><i><span lang="EN-US">And the definition of feminism according to you is..?<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<b><i><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></i></b></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">A cause to provide a better world for the
females, in a very male dominated society, as long as it is in line with
Islamic teachings, and does not encourage and support any forbidden act that
are mention in the Qur’an and teachings of the Prophet. (Say no to unnatural
behavior!)<b><i><o:p></o:p></i></b></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<b><i><span lang="EN-US">Why feminism?<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></div>
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<b><i><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></i></b></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Because women are also creation of Allah,
and we deserve to be a treated justly and with respect wherever we are.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">And, I believe that each woman should thank
those who started this cause. I don’t think women will enjoy what we are
enjoying today without those who decided to be ahead of the curve and demand
all female to receive the same opportunity and benefit like their male
counterparts. </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">I mean, do you think I would have
successfully graduated from a university with a degree today if those ladies in
the 17<sup>th</sup> century just kept quiet and docilely accept their fate that
their mind is ‘not quite as developed as the gentlemen’ and ergo they don’t
have any right to attend universities?</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Ladies, despite their fame for the wrong
thing, like it or not the feminists have done us a great favor.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<b><i><span lang="EN-US">Is Islam and feminism at odds?<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<b><i><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></i></b></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Before you continue reading, please TAKE
NOTE that this is a PERSONAL OPINION.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Generally, yes. </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">But at heart, I believe that any sound and
good Muslim should support Muslim feminism movement. Because Islam has already
given women their right, clearly mentioned in many verses of the Qur’an. Thus,
there is nothing wrong with this movement as long as it is in line with the
Sharia’. </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<b><i><span lang="EN-US">You said Islam has given women their rights. Then why
is there a need for this movement? <o:p></o:p></span></i></b></div>
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<b><i><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></i></b></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Because men are unfair. They forgot Allah’s
and the prophet’s warnings and reminders.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">And
by men, I’m referring to both genders. I believe that both men and women are
responsible for the general poor treatment of women when this movement started.
Women are considered inferior, worthless and are only good for a certain
purpose. Some women even go to the extent of convincing their daughters that
they are born to only end up in the kitchen. (Excuse me, we are all hungry
people, and we all have been in the kitchen) And nobody really cares if they
are educated. </span></div>
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<b><i><span lang="EN-US">I’m a Muslim woman. I hate all feminist. I think they
should be stopped and this kind of movement should be banned by our government.
Allah has given us our rights and it is in the Qur’an. So, why should we make
demands?<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">That’s the exact reason why we should fight
for our female rights. Because Allah has given it to us. During the Prophet’s
time, women enjoy their right in full and were respected. Can we say the same
is happening today in a 100% Muslim community? I think no. In fact, Muslim men
have received the unwanted-notorious claim that they are the number one women
abuser. Basically, when people talk about Muslim women, those who are outside
the community or the non Muslims tend to associate us with the ‘poor women who
are oppressed.’</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Why exactly is this happening if none other
than because of the simple truth that it is true. Majority Muslim populated
country like Pakistan, Saudi Arabia, Somalia, Yemen, Egypt and others are
famous for their males’ poor treatment of women. Harassment of women in Egypt
is unbelievable. It is practically impossible for a female, citizen or tourist,
to walk alone in an Egyptian city in the broad daylight without being harassed.
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<span lang="EN-US">It is also true that this harassment and
unacceptable treatment of women is also prevalent in other country, notably
USA. And this is only one mistreatment of women. You know there are plenty of
others.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">But as Muslims, I think it is high time for
us to think and reflect why this still happening in a Muslim community.
Muhammad s.a.w came for the reason to correct our akhlaq (manners).</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Our Holy Prophet Muhammad (saw) said,
"I have been sent to complete the goodness of your character" -
Tazkiyah al-Nafs (purification of the soul)</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Why call ourselves Muslims if we are not
acting and portraying the manners of our beloved prophet? How do you answer and
show the non Muslims the beauty of Islam if you are not a truthful ambassador
of the religion? </span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">For a better world, for a better mannered
Muslim society, I think Muslim women should step up, and play our role in
making people understand that Islam is a just religion. I think women tend to
forget the kind of power they have in shaping the society’s perception. We are
MOTHERS. We raised children. And yes, the mould makes the vase pretty or ugly.
We are the mould. We can claim and fight for a beautiful, respectful, well
mannered society.</span></div>
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<b><i><span lang="EN-US">Are you saying women should dominate and rule over
men?<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">No. No. NO. That’s not the point. The point
is to co-exist in a peaceful, God-worshipping environment. If you ask me, I
think women are not suited to rule a country. I am not a big fan of female
presidents. Allah has created men for that role. The guys will do it better. Allah
has said that the men are the ruler and protector. I have faith in Allah.</span></div>
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<b><i><span lang="EN-US">I am confused. And you called yourself a feminist?<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Yes. I am a Muslim feminist.</span></div>
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<b><i><span lang="EN-US">So, your point is..?<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></div>
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<b><i><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></i></b></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">What I’m trying to point out is as women,
we can raise better children. We can teach them the manners of Rasullulah. But
of course, we have to practice what we preach. Start now. Teach yourself some
manners. So that you can teach your children the same. Like it or not, our
children learn most from us. </span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">And in your community, voice out your
worries. Point out how women can be better treated in our society. Stand behind
your friends who are mistreated. Give them support. Find a way and help them
restore balance in their life. Don’t let wrongdoings to pass without
persecution. Use the law. Improve the law. Stand up for our rights. Islam
taught us to appreciate and guard our ‘izzah (dignity). We women should do
that!</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">And always refer back to the history and
examples during Islamic Golden Age. What did they do differently? Why were
women better treated then?</span></div>
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<b><i><span lang="EN-US">Any last words?<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></div>
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<b><i><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></i></b></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Don’t view any Muslim feminism movement as
one that is up to distort the religion without properly checking first. It is
true that some spokespersons of these organizations are so vocal and too
upfront that they don’t stand by Islamic teachings. (ehem, Sisters in Islam
(SIS), anyone?)</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">More the reason those who are properly and
professionally educated about Islam should stand behind these organizations. We
can help them improve. Don’t drag them down by your unkind words. I believe it
will de-motivate them more if the negativity is coming from those who they are
trying to help in the first place. If you are enjoying and getting your full
rights as a woman, that does not mean all other women are in the same position.
Some need help to stand up for themselves. And this is why this movement is so
important. It is human nature to help. </span></div>
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<b><i><span lang="EN-US">Thank you for your time!<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></div>
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<b><i><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></i></b></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">You are welcome.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">p/s: In case you are wondering, I didn’t
interview anyone. I just had a conversation with myself. I had always wanted to
write about Islam and feminism. Feel free to share your opinion about the
issue.</span></div>
-adibah-http://www.blogger.com/profile/05841660040345311608noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5654888213189889186.post-87480961112252250702012-08-12T15:36:00.000+08:002012-08-12T15:36:02.119+08:00usrah. Islam. Allah. nak cerita sikit.kalau dalam 5 tahun lepas, kau tanya aku apa tu usrah, mesti aku tak tau jawab. tup tap, tup tap, aku masuk MMU. lepas tu, ada pula satu kelab kat situ guna nama usrah. tak pernah terfikir atau tertanya pun apa benda usrah tu. aku jadi ahli kelab tu pun dalam keadaan separa sedar. mungkin masa tu kak mawaddah yang suruh join. kak mawaddah memang antara org yang aku respek di MMU.<div>
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masa first year, usrah kami sgt santai. tak tahu pun namanye usrah. cuma semua gathering2 kitorang dianggap sbg waktu yg best utk melepak bersama. lagipun kitorang semua tak nampak cm budak usrah pun. tapi ada la persahabatan yang terjalin dan kekal hingga kini.</div>
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lepas tu, aku dpt pula tawaran jadi exco kelab. sejujurnya perasaan aku amatlah neutral masa dapat tawaran. kalau orang lain tertanya kenapa diorang dipilih, tapi aku tak tanya pun, sebab dapat jawatan sama dengan dapat saps point. pastu dapat jawatan la kan. lagipun, aku rasa aku memang takde niat pun masa tu. just go with the flow bak kata org putih.</div>
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setahun jadi exco, ada la sedikit sebanyak perubahan yang terpancar. tapi masa tu tahap adab aku masih agak teruk sebenarnya. kalau nak cakap kasar tu tak fikir dua kali. kalau nak sebut sesetengah perkataan tu pun tak fikir dua kali. kalau orang cakap pasal pengaruh rakan sebaya, aku mmg setuju sangat. sebab dulu aku ada sorang kawan ni, mulut dia agak berbisa. mungkin Allah nak pelihara, persahabatan kami putus. tapi tu masa tahun ketiga. </div>
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tahun ketiga, aku dinaikkan lagi. masa ni, aku dah mula persoalkan keputusan majlis yang melantik tu. sebab jawatan tu besar. dan kalau tgk org yang memegang nya sebelum tu, memang tak layak dipandang walaupun dengan sekelip mata. tapi masa dan keadaan mendesak. ada sedikit rasa besar hati kerana terpilih. tapi yg selebihnya hanyalah takut dan takut.</div>
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tahun tu aku mula lebih serius pasal mengejar ilmu. aku dah mula rajin sikit nak keluar kampus cari orang yang mengajar. cuma masa tu, yang aku asyik ternampak semuanya yang berbayar. tapi aku rasa aku memang jenis orang yang senang nak keluar duit. (kot) jadi semuanya jalan la masa tu.</div>
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sampai satu tahap tu, aku sampai ke tempat yang selalunya hanya pernah aku dengar. kau tau apa? kemanisan iman. ye. kemanisan iman tu ada. sebab aku pernah sampai. tapi kalau kau ingat senang nak duduk kat situ. kau salah. kau salah sangat. sebab tempat tu, harga dia mahal. kalau kau nak bayar cikai-cikai je, kau jangan harap nak dapat la. </div>
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kenapa aku cakap mahal? sebab lepas sampai situ, aku macam dah relax jap. lepas tu aku mula lupa nak bayar betul-betul, bayaran aku untuk tempat tu semakin murah, jadi dibuang keluar. </div>
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sekarang ini aku tengah cuba nak masuk balik. aku cuba nak cari tenaga dan kekuatan untuk buat bayaran tu. diorang cakap ramadhan ni untuk training. tapi diorang salah, kau kena training sebelum Ramadhan. mungkin kau kena start setahun sebelum. kau ingat senang nak bangun malam letak dahi atas sejadah? kau ingat laylatul Qadr tu untuk semua orang? kau fikir la baik-baik. </div>
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apa point aku tulis panjang-panjang ni? sebab aku nak bagitahu, suasana yang baik tu perlu untuk semua orang. kalau kau nak jadi mak bapa orang, kau train lah dari sekarang cara nak wujudkan suasana yang baik. </div>
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usrah? kenapa penting? kalau nak tinggal benda-benda tak berfaedah tu, kau ingat senang ke? benda-benda tu makanan nafsu kita. nafsu kita ni bukannya jinak. jadi sokongan tu perlu. sebab tu la kau kena pergi usrah. orang nak tinggal dadah ngan arak pun ada social support group diorang. ni kau nak tinggalkan benda yang mungkin kau dah rasa lali dengannya. yang lagi bahaya, orang tak anggap benda tu bahaya pun. sebab benda tu tak merosakkan tubuh kau. dia merosakkan roh kau. roh kau, sapa yang nampak? </div>
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kenapa tiba-tiba aku cakap pasal benda ni? </div>
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semalam ada sorang adik aku ni like satu post, entah camne post tu keluar kat page aku.</div>
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benda pertama yang terlintas kat kepala aku ialah 'betul. betul sgt. boleh sakit kita dibuatnya.'</div>
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semoga bermanfaat. bukan saja-saja aku tulis macam ni, tapi ayat-ayat datang macam ni dalam otak aku.</div>
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p/s: dear gentle readers. i apologize if this seems harsh. hehe.</div>-adibah-http://www.blogger.com/profile/05841660040345311608noreply@blogger.com1