Monday, 4 July 2016

Its Okay To be Late

          Its time for all Muslim to celebrate Eid with their family. For those who studies abroad, just get some experiences to celebrate it with your friends with different culture. For me, this year Eid holiday is too short and I need more. The long journey to hometown is not tired and long as usual as the increases adrenaline hormone in my body. When me arrived at hometown, my aunts and uncles will ask a lot of questions, yah u know, Melayu people are like that.
' how was your studies '
' how was your work '
' when do you get married '

Me? Absolutely will not run from been asked by them. The usual questions for me as I'm still a student
' where are you study right now? '

The answer of me
' foundation of sciences '

The most reaction they will react
' you're 20 right, what are you doing in foundation? '
' did you repeat semester? '
' how can be you still in foundation? '

         Have you heard about 86 years-old-grandfather just graduate from his degree? Have you read newspaper about a 65 years-old-grandmother just finishing her degree? And a lot of stories around the world.

         I'm one of the person in the same case. Of course there is one time you think that graduate from degree at the age of 25 is too late. Yes, I'm 20 and I admit that I'm a little bit late from my other friends. My other same age friends just finishing their first year of degree and me? What am I doing in foundation?

         Its okay to be late as long as you still have the spirit of studying. Because with study, you can change the world. Knowledge of Allah never care about how old are you or how far did you study or how long did you study because it's too wide until a person or someone can't bear the whole world knowledge.

         Just be in your way, just walk on your road, just run on your journey. Don't let yourself down because of other people expectation. Don't think that we are late instead we just walk the way peacefully so that there is no jammed.

This writing specially dedicated to all BroBear and SisBear. May Allah Bless of Us.


Konvo Pensijilan Tahfiz 14/15

Wednesday, 8 June 2016

The Special

ANAK ISTIMEWA
Topik biasa yg orang lain biasa dgr tapi ini kisah aku dan anak istimewa.

PERISTIWA 1
Amy dan Azmi adik beradik yang Allah kurniakn mereka kepada ibubapa mereka dalam keadaan tidak cukup tapi aku begitu kagum dengan mereka. Mereka mengerti azan dan memulakan enjin motor ke masjid, mereka mengerti apa itu masbuk, mereka mengerti apa itu solat ba'diah dan qobliah. Mereka juga mengerti bahawa mereka mempunyai 7 adik dibawah, mereka yang mengambil adik2 dari sekolah, juga menghantar ke sekolah. Seharian mereka hanya ke masjid dan sekolah. Lihat sahaja luaran mereka, manusia seakan sudah tahu mereka menghidapi Autism. Tapi sungguh Allah Maha Adil, mereka sungguh membantu ibu bapa mereka.

PERISTIWA 2
Hawa. Secantik nama, matanya bulat, kulitnya putih gebu, mukanya 'baby face'. Fizikalnya Hawa seperti manusia biasa tapi Hawa adalah anak istimewa. Asalnya Hawa adalah anak miskin yang diangkat oleh sepasang pasangan tua. Tiada siapa yang sangka Hawa sebenarnya sudah berumur 24 tahun. Umurnya disorok disebalik muka 'baby face'nya. Hawa tahu ibubapanya adalah ibubapa angkat. Hawa tahu ibubapanya yang menjaganya sejak bayi. Hawa juga tahu mereka sudah sangat tua untuk kesana kemari. Jadinya, Hawa lah yang membawa mereka ke kedai, kelas agama, masjid.  Hawa juga tahu mereka penat seharian bekerja jadinya Hawa belajar mengurut dari orang lain untuk mengurut ibubapanya. Apa yang Hawa tahu adalah pagi ke kelas mengaji, mnghntr ibu bapanya kemana mereka mahu dan lewat malam setelah ibubapanya bekerja, mengurut mereka.

PERISTIWA 3
Hidungnya mancung, matanya coklat, kulitnya putih, tinggi lampai. Tiada sesiapa sangka, Bad adalah anak Autism. Keistimewaan Bad adalah cepat menghafal tempat dan muka orang. Bad bukan datang dari keluarga yg senang. Mak Bad surirumah, ayah Bad pemandu lori. Bad anak pertama, Bad masih ada adik2 yang bersekolah. Disebabkan keistimewaan yang Bad ada, Bad telah diupah untuk angkat dan susun barang di supermarket. Bad tahu saja perkakas ini diletakkan di almari sini dan sana. Hasil gaji bulanan Bad dikumpul. Ibunya dapat memulakan perniagaan sendiri hasil dari titik peluh Bad. Terima kasih pada Bad, keluarganya kini sudah punya pendapatan lebih.

PERISTIWA 4
Fizikalnya ramai sedia maklum, Zahiruddin adalah anak Autism. Kelebihannya adalah pada menghafal. Jalannya ke kelas atau ke kafe selalunya berseorangan tapi di setiap langkahnya kemana mana, bibirnya basah menyebut kalam Allah. Sehingga kini aku masih malu dengannya. Ramai yang akalnya sempurna sering mempersendakannya tapi kalian tidak tahu, mana tahu diakhirat nanti dia lah yg dapat perlindungan dari alQuran nya itu, mendapat naungan istimewa dari Allah. Ada sahaja teman-teman yang membantunya, moga yang membantu Zahir itu ikhlas kerana Allah.

          Wahai anak istinewa! Sewaktu kalian kecil ibu bapamu sudah berpenat lelah membanting tulang menjagamu di dunia, moga diakhirat sana syurga buat ibu bapamu.

          Wahai anak sempurna! Dimanakah kalian? Adakah kalian masih dibuai kesenangan dunia sehingga kalian lalai? Adakah kalian bisa berjalan sambil membaca ayat Quran tanpa melihat al-Quran? Seharian kehidupan anak istimewa ini hanyalah tahu membantu keluarga dan ibu bapa, taat pada agama. Adakah kalian anak sempurna bisa melakukan itu kepada ibu bapamu setiap hari?  Adakah kalian para lelaki masih bisa ke masjid pada awal waktu setiap 5 waktu?
 
          Kita insan yang Allah kurniakan akal kesempurnaan, gunakanlah pada jalan kebaikan. Jadikan akal sempurna ini biasa mengubah diri kita dan sekeliling kita. Moga di kehidupan yang seterusnya kau tidak menyesal dengan kehidupan disini.

Sunday, 22 May 2016

Sebuah Kematian yang Menghidupkan

          Jika Rasulullah itu yang maksum punya tahun kesedihan, aku sebagai manusia biasa pendosa juga punya tahun kesedihan juga.
 
          2016. Sebuah permulaan tahun 2016. Usai kelas, aku gegas pulang ke mahallah untuk solat asar, usai solat, kawan aku Zaf dapat panggilan telefon dari mama. Mama kata Mak Faridah meninggal, beliau memang disahkan mempunyai kanser payudara dan kanser kolon. Selang 2 bulan, Pak Ngah pula dijemput ilahi, kisahnya bermula ketika beliau menghidapi demam berpanjangan kemudian sudah tiada. Selang sebulan, aku dikejutkan dengan pemergian sahabat baik, Zaf. Mereka semua tidak lain tidak bukan adalah orang yang dekat dengan aku.

WARKAH UNTUK SAHABAT


          Pertama kali aku berkenalan dengan mu, sewaktu itu kau berdiri memegang mikrofon didepan lalu memperkenalkan diri sebagai Zaf, aku menyangkakan kau seorang yang riang tetapi pendiam. Sangkaanku tepat. Aku sekelas dengan kau, tapi aku tidak banyak berbual dengan kau kerna aku memandang mu dengan satu darjat yang lebih tinggi dariku. Kau begitu baik. Kau juga begitu bijak. Tahun pertama aku tidak banyak mengenalimu, tetapi masa berlalu membuatkan aku mengenalimu dengan lebih mendalam.

          Kau begitu seronok ketika mengisi borang interview DQ, kerna kau punya hasrat dan impian untuk menjadi al-Hafizah. Ternyata impian mu tercapai setahun sebelum kau menghembuskan nasfas terakhir. Aku tidak punya hasrat untuk menjadi al-Hafizah, maka, aku buat tak endah ketika mengisi borang tetapi kau yang banyak membantu aku. Kau antara insan hebat ketika iv di SMKAJB. Hampir keseluruhan satu muka kau bisa hafal hanya dalam masa 30 minit, sedangkan aku, hanya 5 baris sahaja. Takdir Allah itu indah. Aku dan kau dapat meneruskan perjuangan, berjuang dan berperang bersama menghafal kalam Allah. Kau begitu hebat dalam menghafal. Kau begitu hebat mengulang semula al-Quran. Aku sering bertemu dengan mu di masjid, tempat kesukaan mu ketika ngantuk adalah duduk ditangga sambil menghadap kipas. Sungguh nyaman. Di masjid lah tempat biasa aku berjumpa dengan mu. Subuh, Maghrib dan Isya'. Akhirnya, aku dan kau berjaya menamatkan perjuangan di Darul Quran. Kita sama-sama memikul satu tanggungjawab yang begitu berat.

          Pada hari pendaftaran UIA, kau datang dengan keluarga mu, begitu juga aku. Aku, kau, Dhiya dan Anisah ingin sekali duduk sebilik tetapi kau pantas menarik tangan ku ke Mahallah Zainab Registration sewaktu fellow disitu memberitahu bahawa kita berempat perlu berpecah dua. Keluarga aku dan kau saling mengenali, bertanya macam-macam. Waktu itu tubuh mu gagah dan sihat. Walau  naik tangga penat tapi kau masih kuat untuk buat kerja lain. Hebatnya kasih kau pada aku, kau ingin sekali sebilik dengan ku untuk sem seterusnya.

          Pada awal sem, kau masih kau yang dahulu, tidak apa yang berubah, kau masih gagah, kuat, mudah senyum. Tetapi, kau mula menunjukkan ketidaksihatan mu, kau kerap batuk dan demam. Aku mulai risau bila kau kerap rasa panas dan berat badan mu mula merosot, selera makan mu juga berkurangan. Dua minggu sebelum kau pergi, aku sempat menunaikan hak sebagai seorang teman. Aku, Nadiah dan Izyani membawa mu ke PPUM, kau ditahan sementara di ER.

          Sahabat, jika kau ada disini, bacalah tulisan ini. Kau adalah sahabat yang sungguh baik hinggakan tiada keburukan mu aku jumpa. Kau begitu istiqomah melakukan tahajjud dan amalan sunat yang lain apatah lagi amalan wajib. Tahajjud mu tidak pernah tinggal walau keadaan dirimu begitu lemah dan tidak bermaya. Bangkitmu pada 3 pagi untuk bertemu Pencipta mu lalu meneruskan perjuangan sebagai seorang pelajar, belajar hingga subuh. Kau sering mengingatkan aku untuk solat awal dan ajak berjemaah, kau juga sering mengingatkan aku untuk mengulang Quran dan membaca surah mulk sebelum tidur. Kebaikan mu yang begitu banyak terhadap ku tidak terkira, sedangkan kebaikan aku pada mu bisa dikira dengan jari. Kau sering mengingatkan aku untuk tidur awal agar aku bisa tahajjud seperti mu tetapi aku sering mengendahkan kata-kata dan kejutan mu. Kau sering mengejutkan aku untuk solat malam tetapi aku kerap terikut dengan ajakan syaitan untuk terus tidur.

          Sahabat, kau juga sering mengajar aku tajuk yang aku tidak faham. Kau sering beri aku semangat untuk aku terus belajar tanpa putus asa. Kau begitu pantas mengecam bahawa aku dalam kesedihan tetapi aku sering mengatakan bahawa aku tidak apa-apa supaya kau tidak begitu risau. Setiap kesedihan yang menerpa diriku kau sering menyelitkan kata-kata semangat yang berhikmah. Kau juga tahu aku kuat makan, maka, kau selalu membelanja aku makan. Aku ingin minta maaf kerana aku tidak bisa menjadi sahabat yang baik kepada mu sedangkan kau sangatlah baik terhadap ku. Aku menyesal kerana aku tiba di rumah mu 2 jam lambat, niat ku sememangnya ingin melawat mu sakit, tetapi, semasa dalam perjalanan ke rumah mu, aku dapat berita yang sampai sekarang aku tidak percaya, kau telah menghadap Ilahi.

         Sahabat, kematian mu adalah kematian yang menghidupkan. Aku berada disisi mu dari saat tubuhmu masih panas hingga tubuh mu selamat dikebumi di liang lahad. Semua insan yang berkata tentang mu, mereka berkata yang baik-baik. Mereka juga menyetujui aku, kau sememangnya insan yang baik bukan pada sahabat tetapi pada jiran juga adik beradik dan keluarga. Sahabat, ketahuilah, yang menggali kuburmu itu abang saudara ku (sepupu), dia mengakui, sepanjang dia menjadi penggali kubur, kuburmu adalah yang paling senang dan mudah dan cepat untuk digali. Ketahuilah sahabat, yang memandikan mu dan mengkapankan mu itu maklong ku ( kakak mama ), beliau mengakui, urusan mu begitu mudah, tubuh mu masih lembut dan senang diuruskan. Pergi mu dengan senyuman dan muka berseri membuatkan makcik ku yang membuatkan baju mu senang hati tanpa risau melihat muka mu. Mugkin sahaja Tuhan sudah tahu bahawa amalan dan tanggungjawab mu sudah cukup untuk menghadapNya.

          Sahabat, berehatlah kamu, perjuanganmu sudah selesai, Tuhan ingin kau rehat setelah kau berpenat lelah menaburkan kebaikan dibumi Nya. 20 Mei 2016, kau dipanggil oleh PenciptaMu. Semoga kau ditempatkan bersama ahli syurga. Moga nanti kau sambut aku dipintu syurga

        
         

         

Friday, 19 February 2016

Frienship Never Stop

FRIEND IN NEED IS FRIEND IN DEED...

          I'm quite a gangster person. Everything I'm done sometimes make other people feel uneasy towards me. I'm also quite talkative so every tiny thing in my heart I will tell my friend so that, my words sometimes little harsh to them but for me it just 'words'. What I need in this friendship is just IKHLAS friend. Sincere to hear all my sadness and happiness , sincere to friend with me, and sincere to bring me to the right path. Strangers that still not really know me well, they will say that I'm a fierce person. From my outer side of myself, I'm look fierce but I'm really nice and talkative... Trust me. I'm also a spoil girl towards my parents and family members, but I'll try to hide this kind of sifat from other people and also my friends.

         This semester is a challenging sem for me because I took three core subject and all about calculation whereas I'm very weak in calculation. My roommates also known as my best friends, all of them is a brilliant and clever student, in this room, I have the lowest level of intelligence. It had been proved as I obtained the lowest mark of quizes. Whether it physic or chemistry or mathematics. Sometimes, I feel very down but I feel glad that I have my parents to support me. I never call my parents in front of my friend because I don't want to burden them with my simple problem that I can solve. I realized that I'm not clever as my friend and my sister but I try to dig knowledge as many as I can. My parents always said
 " if you think that you're not a clever student, its okay, as you want to study and become good child,student and friend , it enough for us "
Pray for me. I ask for your dua, to pray for me. Pray to Allah that I will become good 'abd , good child , good person for ummah and beneficial to other people.

          Thanks a lot to Nadiah Kamal because you always make my day. You always try to fight with me and I feel fun with that. You always heard all my stories. You also make me want to laugh whenever I see you. You just like me ,  a lazy person but the different between you and me is you are smarter than me. Thanks to you because you let me lend your shoulder to cry. You also teach me in physics and mathematics. Even you is a quite lazy person but you are really brilliant. Its a gift from Allah to you. 

          Lastly, I feel very glad to have many friends and parents to support me. I appreciate that a lot. Thanks guys.

Saturday, 16 January 2016

My Sistorr

Dear My Beautiful Big Sister, Akillah Sam,

Life with luxury scholarship is fun right? Absolutely its fun. I heard you will have a fun trip to UK with ur friends. I hope u enjoy it.

Appa had though about my degree. He keep mentioned about loan ( PTPTN ), he also keep mentioned about Ayyub and Amirul's school fee. Money is not everything but everything need money. From now on, I have to save my money, limited my money for future.

My wish since childhood until I'm grown up to be like you never gone. I hope one day I will make our parents smile like you did. I'll try to study hard like u my sister.
I hope you read my heart as well and make dua for me to become a successful child to our parents like you.
                       Your lil beautiful sister,
                                     Nabila Sam

Sunday, 27 December 2015

Je t'aime

Dear My Beloved Handsome Lil Bro, Adam Sam,

I know how hard you're trying to become like us. When appa said to you
 ' you must go to DQ like ur sister '- sometimes,
 ' you also can become like Kak Kila, she went to Egypt so, maybe one day, you can go other places like Medina or Mecca'- other than that appa always said this
 ' you must get at least  8A's for your SPM, or just become like Kak Kila- straight A's '

How much you must bear all of this? How long you must hear this kind of sentences? How hard for you to let it go..

I think I know how you feel, but I think you must feel the burden more than me. When teachers always compared between you and us. When teachers told me about you at school. When you must hold a big liability at school. When appa asked you to become olahragawan like Kak Kila.

Its hard for you to fulfill those kind of 'request'. You have been burdened with someone 'request'.
When appa and omma went to work, you study at your room alone. Sometimes you asked me some questions but I couldn't answer it. I'm sorry Bro. When I saw u slept on the books, i feel like you re not study for yourself to become successful person  but you study because others 'request'.
Bro, just be yourself, never push yourself on a thing that you actually can't do. 

Last but not least,who you re, how you end your schooling, how many A's you will get, I'll support you till the end, I will love who you are and I will give my best.
               
                                                                                     Your beloved cute sister,
                                       Nabila Sam

Saturday, 12 December 2015

Grateful is Beautiful



      I’m very grateful to live in this happy family, although in nature there would be a significant problem. I remained grateful. Today’s writes do not means that I want to boast up myself but I just wanted to share a sense of gratitude to others, that I’m very glad to live with my beloved family . 



     From both sides of my parents big family, my sister is the first person who studies abroad, before this none of my relatives study abroad. However, in the next year, I have an older cousin studying at Ireland in accounting field .  My sister is a second person in  family who take medicine field. My thanks grown up when I remembered that my sister is the second generation who attend SMAKJ ( best religious school in Johor ), even though before that I have an older cousin  went to the school , however, she is not well known like my sister’s. My famous and brilliant sister  made  every cousin that goes to the school,the teachers would say that they are my sister's cousin, teachers did not say they were my cousins, even I have long  period with my cousin compared to my sister. And, my name is rarely mentioned by teachers because they would mention my name as a younger sister to my older sister. The fact is, my sister is not a clever girl since her childhood, she can only read at the age of 8 years old, but she can perform brilliantly when she grew up.



     Not sometimes but often, teachers always make comparison between me my sister because she has high level of ingenuity and hardworking  compared to me. But I'm proud to having a sister like my sister. My thanks getting bigger when I passed the Darul Quran interview. Darul Quran ( International Maahad Tahfiz ) is one of the place that my sister really wanted to go, when she knew she failed the interview, she’s like having a nightmare. While me? I did not have a piece of a dream to get into DQ, but I managed to pass the interview phase. My parents forced me to go to DQ because among 1000 students that went the early interview only 100 student has been chosen, . Here, I started smiling because for the first time I've heard people say that  I'm better than my sister because my sister does not pass the DQ interview but I passed. And I was the first person from both  parents big family who memorise the Quran. I became the trigger to my family members to memorise the Quran, I became a pillar of confidence to my uncle to send their children to Maahad Tahfiz ( school to memorise Quran ). Till this day, I have 4 younger cousins who memorise Quran. Again, I’m very grateful to live in this great education of my parents.

     I don’t  mean to lower my other cousins, but, I want you to know how much I thank to Allah for giving me this great ni’mat. According to the increasing of my ages and parent’s, we regularly hold a discussion about current issues. My father always asked for my opinion,and I often hear the opinion of them. I also want to say that, my parents never forced me and my siblings to study hard, it’s enough to them for us to understand the meaning of life. Then,my parents never care about our grade or position during the tests, it’s sufficient to them for us to know the knowledge as well. My parents always give us support in any field we choose.

      In conclusion, parents are a reflection of the children, raise them with good things since childhood, always give children lot of love and moral support because only with loves and support the children will grow up very well, never force them to the things they did not like before listening to their explanations, try to find a solution for them. Good parents is a parents that understand their children.