MANA MAK?

Jam 6.30 petang.

Mak berdiri di depan pintu. Wajah Mak kelihatan resah. Mak tunggu adik bongsu balik dari sekolah agama.

Ayah baru balik dari sawah.

Ayah tanya Mak, “Along mana?’

Mak jawab, “Ada di dapur tolong siapkan makan.”

Ayah tanya Mak lagi,” Angah mana?”

Mak jawab, “Angah mandi, baru balik main bola.”

Ayah tanya Mak, “Ateh mana?”

Mak jawab, “Ateh, Kak Cik tengok tv dengan Alang di dalam?”

Ayah tanya lagi, “Adik dah balik?”

Mak jawab, “Belum. Patutnya dah balik. Basikal adik rosak kot. Kejap lagi kalau tak balik juga jom kita pergi cari Adik.”

Mak jawab soalan ayah penuh yakin. Tiap-tiap hari ayah tanya soalan yang sama. Mak jawab penuh perhatian. Mak ambil berat di mana anak-anak Mak dan bagaimana keadaan anak-anak Mak setiap masa dan setiap ketika.



Dua puluh tahun kemudian



Jam 6.30 petang

Ayah balik ke rumah. Baju ayah basah. Hujan turun sejak tengahari.

Ayah tanya Along, “Mana Mak?”

Along sedang membelek-belek baju barunya. Along jawab, “Tak tahu.”

Ayah tanya Angah, “Mana Mak?”

Angah menonton tv. Angah jawab, “Mana Angah tahu.”

Ayah tanya Ateh, “Mana Mak?”


Ayah menunggu lama jawapan dari Ateh yang asyik membaca majalah.


Ayah tanya Ateh lagi, "Mana Mak?"


Ateh menjawab, “Entah.”


Ateh terus membaca majalah tanpa menoleh kepada Ayah.

Ayah tanya Alang, “Mana Mak?”

Alang tidak jawab. Alang hanya mengoncang bahu tanda tidak tahu.


Ayah tidak mahu tanya Kak Cik dan Adik yang sedang melayan facebook. Ayah tahu yang Ayah tidak akan dapat jawapan yang ayah mahu.


Tidak ada siapa tahu di mana Mak. Tidak ada siapa merasa ingin tahu di mana Mak. Mata dan hati anak-anak Mak tidak pada Mak. Hanya mata dan hati Ayah yang mencari-cari di mana Mak.
Tidak ada anak-anak Mak yang tahu setiap kali ayah bertanya, "Mana Mak?"

Tiba-tiba adik bungsu bersuara, “Mak ni dah senja-senja pun merayap lagi. Tak reti nak balik!!”

Tersentap hati Ayah mendengar kata-kata Adik.


Dulu anak-anak Mak akan berlari mendakap Mak apabila balik dari sekolah. Mereka akan tanya "Mana Mak?" apabila Mak tidak menunggu mereka di depan pintu.


Mereka akan tanya, "Mana Mak." Apabila dapat nomor 1 atau kaki melecet main bola di padang sekolah. Mak resah apabila anak-anak Mak lambat balik. Mak mahu tahu di mana semua anak-anaknya berada setiap waktu dan setiap ketika.


Sekarang anak-anak sudah besar. Sudah lama anak-anak Mak tidak bertanya 'Mana Mak?"


Semakin anak-anak Mak besar, soalan "Mana Mak?" semakin hilang dari bibir anak-anak Mak .
Ayah berdiri di depan pintu menunggu Mak. Ayah resah menunggu Mak kerana sudah senja sebegini Mak masih belum balik. Ayah risau kerana sejak akhir-akhir ini Mak selalu mengadu sakit lutut.


Dari jauh kelihatan sosok Mak berjalan memakai payung yang sudah uzur. Besi-besi payung tercacak keluar dari kainnya. Hujan masih belum berhenti. Mak menjinjit dua bungkusan plastik. Sudah kebiasaan bagi Mak, Mak akan bawa sesuatu untuk anak-anak Mak apabila pulang dari berjalan.


Sampai di halaman rumah Mak berhenti di depan deretan kereta anak-anak Mak. Mak buangkan daun-daun yang mengotori kereta anak-anak Mak. Mak usap bahagian depan kereta Ateh perlahan-lahan. Mak rasakan seperti mengusap kepala Ateh waktu Ateh kecil. Mak senyum. Kedua bibir Mak diketap repat. Senyum tertahan, hanya Ayah yang faham. Sekarang Mak tidak dapat lagi merasa mengusap kepala anak-anak seperti masa anak-anak Mak kecil dulu. Mereka sudah besar. Mak takut anak Mak akan menepis tangan Mak kalau Mak lakukannya.


Lima buah kereta milik anak-anak Mak berdiri megah. Kereta Ateh paling gah. Mak tidak tahu pun apa kehebatan kereta Ateh itu. Mak cuma suka warnanya. Kereta warna merah bata, warna kesukaan Mak. Mak belum merasa naik kereta anak Mak yang ini.

Baju mak basah kena hujan. Ayah tutupkan payung mak. Mak bagi salam. Salam Mak tidak berjawab. Terketar-ketar lutut Mak melangkah anak tangga. Ayah pimpin Mak masuk ke rumah. Lutut Mak sakit lagi.


Mak letakkan bungkusan di atas meja. Sebungkus rebung dan sebungkus kueh koci pemberian Mak Uda untuk anak-anak Mak. Mak Uda tahu anak-anak Mak suka makan kueh koci dan Mak malu untuk meminta untuk bawa balik. Namun raut wajah Mak sudah cukup membuat Mak Uda faham.


Semasa menerima bungkusan kueh koci dari Mak Uda tadi, Mak sempat berkata kepada Mak Uda, "Wah berebutlah budak-budak tu nanti nampak kueh koci kamu ni."


Sekurang-kurangnya itulah bayangan Mak. Mak bayangkan anak-anak Mak sedang gembira menikmati kueh koci sebagimana masa anak-anak Mak kecil dulu. Mereka berebut dan Mak jadi hakim pembuat keputusan muktamat. Sering kali Mak akan beri bahagian Mak supaya anak-anak Mak puas makan. Bayangan itu sering singgah di kepala Mak.


Ayah suruh Mak tukar baju yang basah itu. Mak akur.


Selepas Mak tukar baju, Ayah iring Mak ke dapur. Mak ajak anak-anak Mak makan kueh koci. Tidak seorang pun yang menoleh kepada Mak. Mata dan hati anak-anak Mak sudah bukan pada Mak lagi.


Mak hanya tunduk, akur dengan keadaan.


Ayah tahu Mak sudah tidak boleh mengharapkan anak-anak melompat-lompat gembira dan berlari mendakapnya seperti dulu.


Ayah temankan Mak makan. Mak menyuap nasi perlahan-lahan, masih mengharapkan anak-anak Mak akan makan bersama. Setiap hari Mak berharap begitu. Hanya Ayah yang duduk bersama Mak di meja makan setiap malam.

Ayah tahu Mak penat sebab berjalan jauh. Siang tadi Mak pergi ke rumah Mak Uda di kampung seberang untuk mencari rebung. Mak hendak masak rebung masak lemak cili api dengan ikan masin kesukaan anak-anak Mak.
Ayah tanya Mak kenapa Mak tidak telepon suruh anak-anak jemput. Mak jawab, "Saya dah suruh Uda telepon budak-budak ni tadi. Tapi Uda kata semua tak berangkat."


Mak minta Mak Uda telepon anak-anak yang Mak tidak boleh berjalan balik sebab hujan. Lutut Mak akan sakit kalau sejuk. Ada sedikit harapan di hati Mak agar salah seorang anak Mak akan menjemput Mak dengan kereta. Mak teringin kalau Ateh yang datang menjemput Mak dengan kereta barunya. Tidak ada siapa yang datang jemput Mak.


Mak tahu anak-anak mak tidak sedar telepon berbunyi. Mak ingat kata-kata ayah, “Kita tak usah susahkan anak-anak. Selagi kita mampu kita buat saja sendiri apa-apa pun. Mereka ada kehidupan masing-masing. Tak payah sedih-sedih. Maafkan sajalah anak-anak kita. Tak apalah kalau tak merasa menaiki kereta mereka sekarang. Nanti kalau kita mati kita masih ada peluang merasa anak-anak mengangkat kita kat bahu mereka.”
Mak faham buah hati Mak semua sudah besar. Along dan Angah sudah beristeri. Ateh, Alang, Kak Cik dan Adik masing-masing sudah punya buah hati sendiri yang sudah mengambil tempat Mak di hati anak-anak Mak.

Pada suapan terakhir, setitik air mata Mak jatuh ke pinggan.


Kueh koci masih belum diusik oleh anak-anak Mak.


Beberapa tahun kemudian



Mak Uda tanya Along, Angah, Ateh, Alang, Kak Cik dan Adik, “Mana mak?”.

Hanya Adik yang jawab, “Mak dah tak ada.”

Along, Angah, Ateh, Alang, Kak Cik dan Adik tidak sempat melihat Mak waktu Mak sakit.


Kini Mak sudah berada di sisi Tuhannya bukan di sisi anak-anak Mak lagi.


Dalam isakan tangis, Along, Angah, Ateh, Alang, Kak Cik dan Adik menerpa kubur Mak. Hanya batu nisan yang berdiri terpacak. Batu nisan Mak tidak boleh bersuara. Batu nisan tidak ada tangan macam tangan Mak yang selalu memeluk erat anak-anaknya apabila anak-anak datang menerpa Mak semasa anak-anak Mak kecil dulu.

Mak pergi semasa Along, Angah, Ateh, Alang, Kak Cik dan Adik berada jauh di bandar. Kata Along, Angah, Ateh, Alang, Kak Cik dan Adik mereka tidak dengar handphone berbunyi semasa ayah telepon untuk beritahu mak sakit tenat.


Mak faham, mata dan telinga anak-anak Mak adalah untuk orang lain bukan untuk Mak.
Hati anak-anak Mak bukan milik Mak lagi. Hanya hati Mak yang tidak pernah diberikan kepada sesiapa, hanya untuk anak-anak Mak..
Mak tidak sempat merasa diangkat di atas bahu anak-anak Mak. Hanya bahu ayah yang sempat mengangkat jenazah Mak dalam hujan renyai.

Ayah sedih sebab tiada lagi suara Mak yang akan menjawab soalan Ayah,
"Mana Along?" , "Mana Angah?", "Mana Ateh?", "Mana Alang?", "Mana Kak Cik?" atau "Mana Adik?". Hanya Mak saja yang rajin menjawab soalan ayah itu dan jawapan Mak memang tidak pernah silap. Mak sentiasa yakin dengan jawapannya sebab mak ambil tahu di mana anak-anaknya berada pada setiap waktu dan setiap ketika. Anak-anak Mak sentiasa di hati Mak tetapi hati anak-anak Mak ada orang lain yang mengisinya.

Ayah sedih. Di tepi kubur Mak, Ayah bermonolog sendiri, "Mulai hari ini tidak perlu bertanya lagi kepada Along, Angah, Ateh, Alang, Kak Cik dan Adik , " Mana mak ?" "


Kereta merah Ateh bergerak perlahan membawa Ayah pulang. Along, Angah, Alang dan Adik mengikut dari belakang. Hati ayah hancur teringat hajat Mak untuk naik kereta merah Ateh tidak kesampaian. Ayah terbayang kata-kata Mak malam itu, "Cantiknya kereta Ateh, kan Bang? Besok-besok Ateh bawalah kita jalan-jalan kat Kuala Lumpur tu. Saya akan buat kueh koci buat bekal."


"Ayah, ayah....bangun." Suara Ateh memanggil ayah. Ayah pengsan sewaktu turun dari kereta Ateh..


Terketar-ketar ayah bersuara, "Mana Mak?"


Ayah tidak mampu berhenti menanya soalan itu. Sudah 10 tahun Mak pergi namun soalan " Mana Mak? " masih sering keluar dari mulut Ayah sehingga ke akhir usia.

Sebuah cerita pendek buat tatapan anak-anak yang kadang-kadang lupa persaan ibu. Kata orang hidup seorang ibu waktu muda dilambung resah, apabila tua dilambung rasa .

Kata Rasulullah saw. ibu 3 kali lebih utama dari ayah. Bayangkanlah berapa kali ibu lebih utama dari isteri, pekerjaan dan anak-anak sebenarnya . Solat sunat pun Allah suruh berhenti apabila ibu memanggil. Berapa kerapkah kita membiarkan deringan telepon panggilan dari ibu tanpa berjawab?


sahabat - sahabat,kita tak kan muda selamanya..masa kita tua tentu akan sampai juga.INGATLAH 5 SEBELUM 5. Hargailah kedua ibu dan bapa . Cedih..nak mama....~

THE NEXT NIQAB STORY

Some people,on the preparatory period of wearing a niqab,they may have wear it ’when they feel like it’,not in the regular basis,on and off,just so to have the strength and experience before hand,before actually really embracing the idea.

It was shortly after I finished being a committee member in a seminar program for the Zagazig-Malaysian community that I decided to become a niqabi. There was no meaningful event that triggered my decision and there was no reasoning, it was just sudden.

I woke up one day and before going out,I covered my face with a niqab of my ex-housemate. Why I became a niqabi? I did not have the answer to that question for months. When people asked me, I had no complete reasons to give them. I just keep them hanging and wondering by themselves.(Actually,they shouldn’t have keep on wondering and thinking about me,right?like I’d do something completely out of my mind! pfffttss~ )

My best friend, who I have witnessed adorn herself in a niqab all my teenage life, did not inspire me. My ex-housemate, who recites Quranic verses day and night, and started wearing the niqab on the same day she arrive in Eqypt,did not inspire me. And it wasn’t because of my beautiful niqabi classmate from Jeddah,Aya Ahmed.

In fact,I reply their question with a question.like,”why,I can’t wear it?its not suits me?” or “why I’m wearing it?why do you think it is?” or even “it’s a good thing I’m wearing it,right?you are not happy for me?”
And when people ask, ”is there any reason for you to wear this?”

or

“Is something happening to you?”

and the most funniest question is “Are you getting married or something?”
I was giving them a synical smile (and of course they didn’t see it,cause it was hidden under the niqab! ^ ^ ) and I replied,

“What,I have to have some BIG reason just to do something that pleased Allah SWT? Why I can’t just do it?“

And

“There’s nothing happen!Why,there should be something hurtful or eventful to happen so that I have the determination to wear niqab?"

And

“I’m not getting married!There should be marriage or men included in my decision to wear niqab?My own self is enough to be the reason and making the decision for myself.”

People approach me as being very religious; my honest and shocking answer to them is “niqab has not made me any more religious than I was before.”

For now.

On a second thought, maybe a little.

Because before wearing the niqab,I have done all the wajib and had trained myself to do all the sunat like qiamullail,sunat fasting and so on. For that reason, I have experienced little changes on the graft of ibadah,but I get something instead.That,I’ll explain later on upcoming entry.People are anxious to meet me and analyze,what sort of person I will become after wearing the niqab.Its funny,though..

Niqab is not a magic attire that can enhace a person’s iman in a blink of an eye.It doesn’t have any power to completely change one’s personality to be nearly a saint! I am still the same me,with maybe a lil more quality than before.People shouldn’t keep comparing the before-after effect to the person who wear niqab.Are they still the same or not?And if there is no differences,people will be talking behind their back,saying something like,‘that person,wearing a niqab,but her akhlak is the same as before..etc and etc…”

What a foolish comments..

That is probably the reason why certain people are afraid to wear niqab right away.They are worrying about other people eyes and opinion,and disregarding Allah SWT opinion towards them.

I’m not saying that niqab is just a piece of cloth,it indeed have ‘energy’ that bring ‘something’ to people who wear it.But not because of the niqab itself.The changes one get from wearing niqab is coming from God the Almighty,not from the niqab itself.

So if it is not the religious aspect either, then why did I really become a niqabi? I became niqabi because it gave me a new identity. With niqab I am able to represent myself completely. Niqab is my personal choice, if legal restrictions are passed against my self-expression, then it’s a direct violation of my expressional rights and of others’ religious and traditional rights which are guaranteed by different declarations of human rights.

InsyaAllah, I would like to close entry with some advice for sisters who may be in the same position as I was, wanting to wear niqab but afraid. You really have to just do it. If you wait for a time that you are not afraid, you will still be waiting when Allah SWT takes your soul. Courage isn't being fearless. It's doing what you know is right even though you are terrified inside.

Put your trust completely in Allah SWT. Ask Him to help you and give you strength, and have faith that He will. Offer istikharah, as many times as you need to. And make du'a. Make du'a constantly if you need to. Ask Allah SWT for every moment of courage that you need, then give thanks to Him when He gives it to you. When you trust in Him, He will help you. He will give you the strength and the courage you need. When you put your faith in Him, you can do anything. Gather your courage together and JUST DO IT.

I finally did, and it was worth it. I feel now like such a great burden has been lifted from me. I didn't realize how much it was weighing on me that I was letting my fears keep me from doing what I want to do. Now I feel at such peace.

For me, niqab was truly a jihad an-nafs. I think it was harder than just about anything I have done in a long time.It was a struggle between iman and nafs. It was hard because you think it is.But once you push all the thought away and just wear it,you will feel how ease it is and may regret and laugh at yourself for not started the idea earlier on.But it is worth it, all praise is to Allah, it is worth it.


P.S. When you have your niqab on, nobody can see how scared you are!

HUMAN RIGHTS :THROUGH MY WINDOW

Human rights are universal, indivisible and interdependent. Human rights are what make us human. When we speak of the right to live, to develop, to dissent and diverse, we are speaking of tolerance. Tolerance will ensure all freedoms. Without it, we can be certain of none.

Of all the rights that have been known to the world today,the rights to freely embraced one’s chosen religion is what i’m interested in.People who call themselves human,agreeable or not,will have the tendencies to stand on one religion.Life is all about searching and hold onto faith.And along the way of that ‘searching’,one should have the freedom to choose.

Freedom of religion is a principle that supports the freedom of an individual or community, in public or private, to manifest religion or belief in teaching, practice, worship, and observance.

Moreover, freedom of religion is considered by many people and nations to be a fundamental human right. It is enshrined in Article 18 of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights. Thomas Jefferson said (1807) "among the inestimable of our blessings, also, is that of liberty to worship our Creator in the way we think most agreeable to His will;”

In a country with a state religion, freedom of religion is generally considered to mean that the government permits religious practices of other sects besides the state religion, and does not persecute believers in other faiths.

On term of idealogy and theory,many scholars and intelligence agreed that all people should have ‘this’ and ‘that’ right for religion.But in reality,people are being pressured when they claimed their rights.In some cases,people are even afraid to express their religion,because there are certain event when belonging to some religion makes them didn’t fit into the surrounding.

People tend to be prejudice,judgemental and synical,based on one’s religion.This cold-silent war seems unstoppable because of the intolerance of one race against another. To what the world claim to be basic rights,this clearly shows no respect for individual or community rights.

I am speaking of hate crimes which plague our society. They are no different from today than centuries ago when slavery was allowed. One race against another. One religion against another, it is all the same. Hate is the opposite of tolerance. We can only live together through an expression of tolerance of the differences each of us brings into this world. We should embrace the differences and share the differences. For this is how we learn, through each others' differences. Tolerance in all cultures is the basis of peace and progress.

Many countries was founded on the basic idea that all man and women are created equally, with liberty and justice for all. We must respect and preserve the rights of all, for when the rights of one is threatened the rights of all are diminished.

I have a friend in German,and I would like to leave you with his story to ponder.He said,”In Germany they came for the Communists, and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Communist. Then they came for the Jews, and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Jew. Then they came for the Catholics, and I didn't speak up because I was a Muslim. Then they came for me and by that time no one was left to speak up.”

We should remember,tolerance and mercy have always and in all cultures been ideals of government rule and human behavior. Today, we call these ideals human rights. Human rights are to be respected and preserved if we are progress as a society and as a people.

Honestly,being a muslim myself,I feel more concerned of the rights of Islam as a religion,and of my brother and sisters of islam in a non-islamic country.So,this article will be discussing more on the rights of muslims to manifest Islam as their religion .


Scholars have admitted that Islam is the most misunderstood religion of all world religions. Misrepresentations and misperceptions about it are causing many to hurriedly develop an unjustified Islamophobia. This syndrome is actually a “fear of the unknown” as these people do not really understand what Islam is all about.

Recently,we heard many news and cases been reported all over the world regarding the hate and prejudice of people towards Islam.For most of muslims in Arab countries,maybe this happenings never occured to them,because Islam is the majority and muslims have the most unlimited freedom in doing their islamic obligations.But in certain country like France,Belgium,Russia,United States and Australia,which Islam is minority,muslims are being pressured a lot.

They are being burdened because of what they believed,despite that they are the original citizens of that country.They didn’t even a migrants or a tourist,thats their own country,their great-great-great grandfather are the one who open the country and help establishing it,and yet after they convert,they are immediately being treated like an alien and as if they didnt belong there.

A minute ago,they still have their rights as the citizen,after they say their syahadah,it seems like their rights vanished through the thin air,just like that.What happened to the declaration of rights that have been told to be the rights of all people dispite of their religion?Why are some country acting too bious towards Islam?

I kind of have this sort of theory,obviously through my reading and observation,the hates towards Islam have been increase promptly after the September 11 incident.It have swap the tenderness and tolerance of the world for Islam in abundance.Even after some group of people and certain organization had claimed that that incident is just an act,a play,a conspiracy,a stategically-plan-hate controversion to extinguish Islam in the eyes of the world-there is no proof that directly pointed those are Islam’s doing,people have been blinded by that accusations.

Truthfully,in this world of globalisation,where media and internet is the key of communications,people aren’t being able to think by themselves and see the truth anymore.They let the media to think and answer for them,and many of us,just believed what media told us.We have been brain washed by an evil conspiracy,yet we dont know it.What a pity and shame life to live on.

Nevertheless,on the other side of this whole unfortunate incident,there are lots of goodness coming.As people said,for every cloud,there is a silver lining –after the September 11,the books and material concerning Islam have been sold out tremendously.That indicates lots of people wanted to getting to know Islam better and maybe some people are really opening their minds to actually think,and not totally absord what all the media are saying.

It have been reported that the statistics for people to convert into Islam have been increase drastically through this years,especially in America.This is what really puzzled me.If Islam and islamic countries have been bombarded with thousands of ridiculous accusations,why are the number of people converting Islam are still increasing?As if,if you are pressing the big balloon,the baloon didn’t poop,but it just withstand the pressure and bounce back.This is what God said in the Holly Quran,”for each and every difficulties,there is a way.”

As we are discussing about Islam,of course we can’t put aside the importance of obligating Islamic Law.The problem nowadays is not on being a muslim itself,but the hardship one’s obtain when wanted to do the obligations.

For example,if one are an employee of a non-muslim based company,he surely have some difficulties in carry out his amendments.There are cases when the employer are pastering the rule that solat and covering the aurah are not permitted,because of lots of childish reasons,for example,if doing so,people will get scared and will arouse the extreme of expressing religion.

I would also like to enlighten the situation of our sisters in Islam in several countries in europe,including Spain and Belgium,when recently,their parliament have discussed and planned to ban the wearing of niqab or face veil and burqa in public.Meanwhile,France have put their foot a step forward than any Europian country,when they have already forced the banning of the face veil,last month.

In Britain, a group of women who wear a niqab,were launching a campaign called ‘Veil Justice’, to defend their rights to wear it.Wearing a niqab have been quiet a phenomenon in Britain,where we can see there are a lot of them,in streets,rather than any other europian country-although there have been reported that there are cases of abuses and attacked from feminist and certain organization that protesting the face veil.

However,many of them(muslimah) believed that there are two major opinions of Muslims Scholar regarding the obligatory of wearing the niqab,and many of them are choosing to wear the niqab by their own accord,without any pressuring or order from anyone,let olone their father of husband.

I have heard and read many articles regarding this and was very astonish to know that people that wearing the face veil in non-islam country are in their 20’s,really independent,university-based education and got a prefessional job.It is different in certain Arab country where niqab is almost like a tradition,an order from family or ruler,and wearing it didn’t give any shocking experience for the people around.I got the feeling that women who in non-islam country,who have the strenght to wear the niqab,are very brave indeed.They have their own strong interpretation of faith towards God,committed to defend their rights to wear it and they live by it proudly.

They are brought and raise in those country,there are proudly seeing and saying that they are British and are a part of the society.That’s why they are demanding their rights.People nowadays are loudly expressing themselves,their sexual orientation,believes,fashion,religions and whatever their differences they could have,from whatever classes of society they belongs to.So what about niqabiah?Why there are such protest and act of hindered towards it as wearing a face veil never hurt people,they just doing it for themselves.Is there any casualties for people who seeing or intereact with niqabiah ever reported?I doubt so.

If people are admitly to be more open minded today,claiming that this is the new world,when sexual orientation and the act of porn and vulgarities are accepted to the level where the marriage of men-men and women-women are permitted,laying and walking stark naked are allowed,and porn and sex magazines,which is more harmful and reflect a true shame of a community are being seen as a common,why wearing a niqab,hijab,or burqa,the disciple of covering the fitnah and shame are being attacked instead of those mentioned above?

Why should they been questioned or force to reason themselves ,as people who wore bikinis or not even much clothes on are perfectly accepted?They can go freely anywhere they want and do not have to explained themselves.In their case,they should have the same rights as other faiths and other citizens.Are converting to Islam and expressing their believes decreasing and minimizing their citizenship and rights as a native born?If it is,what’s the use of the United Nations Universal Declaration Of Human Rights on 1948?

This,I can say,is a clear injustification and discrimination towards Islam.



p/s-----> this is 6 pages assignment on Human Rights course, i should send it before tomorrow.It provide me some carry mark for my finals.Yeah,i know its long-boring-tend-to-drool kind of article..but then,why don't you all have a go with it?and give me responses,k.

(can't believe i'm actually doing faculty of law's homework!)

THE NIQAB STORY - a journey and experience of a new niqabi

This is not necessarily the story of mine.It may be the pieces of stories of many people-wearing the niqab-covering their aurah to the best they can.This a sharing-caring-loving session,and the values YOU get in this is what really matters.

Redupnya Iman

It was a fine-miracle-eventful-day,yet the air of ordinary is still there.Iman Zinnirah woke up that day with mixed feelings.She had never planned this at the very first place,neither did she suspect it would come to her this fast.The feeling just came,stay in her heart,like a an infectious disease,conquering her thought.

She had never reasoned her heart about this before,never have a deeper thought about that,yet how come she had been so determined?Until today,she had never come to a conclusion regarding how would this happen.She just know that miracle can happen,and she is the happiest and blessed person to be chosen.

It was a grace friday,on the last week of that month,did a saurah happened to Iman Zinnirah .

It was a start,A change-A revolution-A significant hijrah.

She had a study circle that morning and she get prepared nervously-she can feel as if her heart keep doing back flips and bouncing off her ribcage .Not a good sign,she mumbled.Ironing her attire was never her favourite things to do,yet that day she was doing it with anxiety.
While doing the ironing,she noticed the presence of Ana A’isyah,her precious little sister and housemate.

Out of nowhere,she asked,

“A’isyah,what do you think about wearing a niqab?”

A’isyah,in the middle of her studying and frown eyebrows,looked at her and said,

“Kak Iman,truthfully,i’ve long thought about wearing it,especially here,in Egypt.But then something always come out,and i lost my determination and keep hesitating in doing so.When we were evacuated to Malaysia earlier,because of Egypt’s Revolutions,i’ve been so determined and had set my mind up that when i come back to Egypt,i’ll wear a niqab,for the new term.But then,i never have.i dunno what happen,my heart never stop questioning the reason of me wearing a niqab.But i do think its a good thing towards mardhatillah..its just,i myself couldnt force myself to.Just the thought and feel can’t get me nowhere.I need more strenght.Maybe i just weak,Kak Iman.. “

She ended her opinion with a frustrated sigh.

Iman said,

“Kak Iman knows your feeling.Maybe not exactly,but i do recognized ‘that’ feeling.Its just,we don't have the guts to do it.Sometimes,when time are tough,we start to questioned our judgement.Actually,we just need a ‘push’ to root our decision.Waiting and just waiting for the so called ‘right time’ is an aimless plan.’That’ time will never come,unless we do it,right away,right after the thought came up again,right?”

Ana A’isyah looked at Iman Zinnirah with a glassy sight.Iman can feel that in her too and she continue,

“I really wish I can wear it,right away,without much thought.Because if I start thinking about it and do nothing,I’ll start questioned myself again.Every possible worries will pop up in my head and the intention will be flying away again.May Allah blessed and ease my path towards it.InsyaAllah,i’ll pray for you too,sis..”



When Iman Zinnirah reach the study circle,she immeately rush to her naqibah, Ahyana Muslihah.Wearing the niqab herself,Iman Zinnirah believed that she is the right one for her to confide in.

“Akak,I have something to tell you.Only to you.Do you think you can spare sometime for me after the study circle?”

“Well..yes,of course dear.”


The study circle ended up after the commence of Zuhr azan.Iman Zinnirah went to Ahyana’s house to pray.While waiting the turn to use the hamam,she take that chance to begin unreveal her heart.

“Kak Ahyana,there’s something bugging me,and i had it enough.I had once,now and then,thinking about it,even imagining about it.But i never really ‘see’ myself in it.”

“What is it?I’m not quiet getting the point.Are you saying...”

Iman pull herself together and finally said,

“Kak Ahyana,i would like to wear a niqab.I know,i’m not that good of a muslim,i’m not that pious,but i can’t take it anymore.I feel a sudden urge to wear it,no matter what.I’m sick of my weak self,wanting to do good things,but not willing to take the risk.Wanting to get the reward offered by Allah,but not willing to do sacrifices.”

She exhale and continue,

“All this time,I’m not quiet sure about niqab,let alone to actually wearing it.Five,ten years ago,I would never imagine someone like me would have the intention in doing so.I see it as a good thing,a symbol for those who really have a strong faith.But me,in niqab?That’s huge!I’m just an ordinary muslim,just doing wajib things,never do extras,let alone the sunat ones.I never come across to that thought.But,as the time pass,i can feel that I'm slowly changing,because of many things.When I was about 17,I began doing every sunat that i know.I began excel in my studies and I began to know Allah,His Prophet,His Kalam and Islam more.”

By that,tears starts to well up in my eyes.Kak Ahyana is in silence,just patiently listen.

“By the time I was 18,my best friend in Maahad wore a niqab.That’s the closes encounter I had with a niqabiah.When I’m doing my diploma,I was very amiable,active,known by most people and held up many positions.I was satisfied with myself,because being the one and only girls wearing tudung labuh there,its sort of an achievement to be able to do the things I do.But then i feel empty inside. Eventhough I was very talkative,I’m actually did feel really embarassed,talking and meeting with guys.I know,it’s part of the job,but I do feel guilty about it.”

“At that point,every now and then,the thought of wearing a niqab keep floating in my head.But I do nothing,because i know,i cant do that in local universities.It would be the best thing not to even think about it.After i finished studies,i went for a practical in hospital.There,I had a new naqibah and she is a graduate from Jordan,a wife to a doctor in that same hospital.She’s wearing a niqab and have been doing so for more than 14 years.I can tell you,she’s one of the reason that moved my heart a lil’ bit.But then,i’m in a government hospital,being an intern,in a safest state in Malaysia and all....It’s just so not a right time to put myself into thinking of wearing it.The thought keep floating..keep come up to the surface,but most of the time,its sunk in”

“After finishing a year of practical,I got this chance to pursue my studies here,in Egypt.By that,the niqab things come lingering in my mind again.But I just let it be.When I finally came here,seeing some Malaysian actually wearing it,the encouraging surrounding-lots of Egyptians are wearing it,even more up forward than our Malaysian style-I began to dream again.Someday,at some point,I will be wearing it here-although maybe not in Malaysia.I wanted to be the one who wear it,even just once in my life.This is my chance,I thought.I started to pray everytime in my solat,wishing that Allah would give me strenght and ease the path for me.If Allah had intended me to do so,He will give me signs.”

“And believe it or not,He did give me those signs!My heart keeps fluttering endlessly when I see how beautiful and serene it was for people who wear a niqab,plus how grace their akhlak are,how nice they mixed with people,as if nothing is different from those who weren’t-but they are better in some point.I wanted to be better.I can feel myself drawn nearer to those things and any unwanted perspective of niqab vanished one by one.I can also feel God is really watching me,and the needs for me to be even nearer to God than I’m already have.There are some signs that really make me moved.But the newest is last night,when i’m opening my naqibah’s blog-she’s currently in Australia,accompanying her husband doing a PhD there-the big title that hung elegantly upon the blog is “I want to wear a niqab” .Then this morning,when I’m checking the new Zagazine,the first page I turn ,my eyes stuck on an advertisement about a service to sew a hijab and niqab.You may think how paranoid i am,get so touchy of seeing a little things as this.Say I’m paranoid,delutional or what,but I sincerely believe that this is not a coincident.Nothing is coincident in this world.I believe,everything have been planned nicely by Allah,and it’s His taqdir that I’m blessed to receive it.Maybe this is A SIGN I have been waiting for.”

Iman Zinnirah shed the tears that begin to trick down her cheecks,blurring her vision.She find its hard to continue her words,as if there is a lump the size of a fist nestled in her throat.

“I have packed myself with the hukum and dalil of niqab,long ago,before actually being this determined.I think its a must for me to know this things,to make sure I can answer every corner of question that surely would be bombarded to me after this- and for myself,to believed that I’m doing a really good and right thing.People may say I’m changing too fast,they’ll surely would be flabbergasted to see me after this,but I didnt care what people will say.Say what they want,because I’m not doing this to hear others words-I only wanted to hear what Allah would say about me.I might be criticised,such as,why i’m wearing a niqab suddenly-i’m not good enough to be wearing a niqab,just a hijab will do-I should improve myself first,don’t rush into wearing a niqab since I’m not ready and not that perfect – know what?I dont care...This is a matter between me and Allah and His opinion is what matters the most.Plus,I dont have to had a reason for doing ibadah,rite?And neither do I need to answer them or reasoned them.What right do they have to questioned me?”

Iman smile a victory.Almost all the things that bundle up in her heart have been spilled out.

“MasyaAllah,Iman..I was so proud of you my dear!Dont be sad..Its true,you will find it difficult at first.People may judge you and hurt you.You will feel awkward wearing a niqab,as if every eyes are watching you-but its not because you are doing a sin,its because you are doing a deed that is difficult for many people to actually do it.People may talk,but it will make you stronger.I hope you wont budge from your decision and may Allah blessed you.”

I replied,

“Syukran,Kak Ahyana.To be honest,I myself never imagine that I would be this determined to wear niqab,this fast,and without planning.I never plan to actually wear it today,but insyaAllah,I’ll wear it on my way back home.”

“Oh,have you got one?”

“Nope..but I actually borrowed it from my friend,Najiah Naufal.You know her?”

“Of course.If you want any help,just ask,ok?”

“I will,thanks Kak Ahyana.For being a listener.” Iman smile.

Ahyana Muslihah also did give a smile and Iman Zinnirah feel more light than ever.




To Be Continued...

JAHILIAHKAH KITE?

2 hr lpas…. Mcm biasa la kn , hari jmaat smua laki akn g smbhyang jmaaat kt masjid. Awok sorg2 tyme 2 smbhyg kt msjid fasa 2.. member2 sume smbhyg kt kampus… awok tertarik ngn tjuk khutbah ari2.. tjuk dia berkisar msyrakat jahiliah.Spe2 yg amek pdidikan islam tyme skolah dlu msti taw pe mende jahiliah tu.. lpas dgr khutbah tu, awok tpanggil tuk tls n0te ni.. cm best je tjuk tu.. byk mnde leh kupas..nk dgr x?? meh nk cite ni…..ce cite..ce cite..;

Tyme blajo dlu..ble dgr psal zaman jahiliah ni, msti kte nmpok msyrkt yg hdup lam kgelapan..sembah bhala..mengamalkn zina,, minum arak..mreka tu sume bebas wat mnde2 sbb xdok “guidance”..ckp omputih ckit2…hehe..yg plig sdihnye tyme jhiliah dlu , mreka sgt2 bnci akn bayi pompuan… mreka akn bnuh bayi tsebut …mreka rs cm khadiran bayi tu xmndtgkan faedah malah mnambahkan lg masalah mreka pd ktika itu…

Mnde yg awok nk tekankan dcini ialah, tuan2 puan2 nmpok x psamaan zaman jahiliah dlu ngn zaman kite skrg especially kt ngara kite yg tcinte ni,Malaysia… pd pdpt aw0k la, psamaaan tu mmg bnyok sesangat la. Pkara2 buruk yg ada zaman jahiliah dlu tu berulang plok pd zaman kite skrg ni malah LEBIH TERUK N DASHYAT lg dr zaman jahiliah dlu… MasyaAllah.. nk taw knape aw0k kate g2… aw0k ad bukti..

Kite tgk 1 contoh k… dlu, org2 jahiliah just bunuh anak pompuan dgn cara tanam je… tp tgk lening/lani/l0ni/now/sekarng... baby yg tercipta hasil drpd pbuatan TERKUTUK deme2 ni,, deme bkn stakat buang cam2 je, tp deme letak dlm t0ng, deme buang lam sungai, bagi semut gigit, ltk lam t0ilet, yg paling menyakitkan hati, deme bak0r baby yg xdok d0sa tu… ce bayangkan, dgn tahap kmajuan dunia skrg ni dicompare kan ngn zaman jahiliah dlu, lg truk zaman skrg.. klau dlu jahiliah tu dkira cam truk sgt2 dh..xdok panduan hidup tp skrg ni, deme2 ni skolah, taw solat, pose sbulan pn deme taw wat, beragama islam plok tu… tp deme sggup bakor baby yg xbsalah demi nk ttup bukti pkara buruk yg deme buat.. aw0k sgt2 marah r ble dgr khatib cite sal masalah ni..as we know, tyme dgr khutbah mmg ngntuk,,byk syaitan duk bgyut kt mata....mate awok ni kecik tyme 2.., tbe2 jd bes0r.. sbbnyer tkejut dgn fakta yg khatib tu kabor… nk taw khatib kabo mende???? Lbh kurg camni la klo xsilap.,,

“ehem…sidang jemaah yg dirahmati Allah sekalian, berdasarkan Jabatan Pendaftaran Ngara, jumlah bayi luar nikah yang didaftarkan pd tahun 2009 ialah 17303 orang…ni adalah dr kaum MELAYU yg majoritinya Beragama ISLAM”… …….(ucapan khatib)..

ce bayangkan… mengaku diri deme Islam tp wat mnde2 mngarut yg jtuhkan imej n maruah Islam.. tu br jumlah yg didaftarkan.. bayi yg selamat dilahirkan,ce kite tmbah ngn yg xdaftar ,,mmg lg byk nilai tu.. Malu la org Islam.. tu tak kire brape bnyok penzinaan yg telah dilakukan?klau nk tnjuk kite hebat sekalipon, jd la jaguh sukan ke, jd pnynyi ke, jd 2kang mask ke, jdi kak Limah ke, okey la jgk…ni jd juara kes buang baby..xdok pekdohnye .. taw x mnde dsebalik buang bayi ni??? Bile buang bayi atau bayi tu lahir xsah @ anak luar nikah, dats mean, deme2 smua telah mlakukan pzinaan la…. Taw kn zina tu bdosa bes0r..taw kan zina tu org jahiliah dlu wat.. tP, msykt jahiliah dlu xla seteruk n sekejam n sejahil msykat kite skrg ni… msykt lani lg teruk dr msyrakat jahiliah dlu.. Astaghfirullahhalazim…

kwn2 smua xtakot ke ble dgr mnde ni?? Klo awok la, mmg takot r.. mnde ni sume mngundang bala dr ALLAH swt.. mnde ni bkn pkara kcik, bukan dosa kecik, ni dosa besar..dh klau zina tu dosa besor.. klo darab ngn 17303, jdnye 17303 zina n 17303 d0sa bes0r.. mmg takot la.. org len wat silap, wat dosa, tp bila Allah turunkan bala, sume org akan kena.. xdok yg akan tkecuali..mintak jauhla…nauzubillah himinzalik..

s0, awok mntk la kwn2 sume, tlg lah bsame2 amek bahagian dlm mnyelesaikan msalah ni.. jgn nk harapkan sstengah pihak je.. kite kne jauhkan la pkara2 yg boleh mjatuhkan maruah agama Islam.kite jgk kne saling igt mngingatkan kwn2 kite sal ni.. kite tnjuk cntoh tladan yg bek insyaAllah kwn2 kite akn ikut jd baik… kite wat apa yg Allah suh wat n kite tggalkan mnde yg DIA larang…

n0te ni xdok kne mngena ngn sape2..xd0k mngate sape2 pon.. awok tls sbb awok interested ngn khutbah 2 hr lpas..

kesimpulannye, JAHILIAHKAH KITE?????????? Sape yg leh jwb soklan ni…??? Nk taw, tepuk dada Tanya Iman… smoga smua dpt manfaat dr bingkisan ni…

~RENUNG2KAN DAN SELAMAT BERAMAL~

Assalamualaikum..

p/s= awok tulis ni tyme awok boring ..member2 sume balik kg n duk kolej…stdy week katekan..=)


comment ana= copy paste dr shbt di kampus mesia.even dgn tatabahasa yg tunggang langgang,tp literature yg lawak,menarik n sarat dengan dakwah n ilmu.Sesungghnya,dkwah tu tidak hanya tersebar dengan peperangan,malah sastera turut menbantu.Bukankah pena itu lebih tajam dari mata pedang?Inilah bukti suatu dkwah sastera yang tidak rigid dan jumud.Dekatilah mad'u anda dengan put yourself in their interest

Setiap Manusia Adalah Pencuri

“Ya Ummi!! Salam alaiki..izayid?

“Alaikum salam..Alhamdulillah..”

Iman senyum rindu,ditatap wajah Ummu Abdullah,ibu saudara kepada Baba Ahmad,tuan rumah Manzil Mansy.

“Anti taalu nur ..munawarrah..”

Iman senyum lagi.

“Syukran,”

Ummu Abdullah selalu memujinya setiap kali dia senyum.Padahal,kadang kala Iman Zinnirah tersenyum tak henti-henti kerana tidak faham kalimat-kalimat yang diucapkannya.Susah benar hendak faham apa yang Ummu Abdullah bicarakan.Kata-katanya pantas dan bunyinya agak asing.Lain benar dengar bahasa mesir yang selalu dituturkan Abdullah,anak sulungnya.Sikit-sikit,Iman faham la juga.

“Lakin,badhai’ ghali! kulli nas,haramayya!”

Ada garis sendu dalam mata hijau Ummu Abdullah.Setiap kali berbicara tentang negaranya,Ummu Abdullah akan segera sebak.

“Eh?haramayya?leh?”

Kulli nas haramayya,setiap manusia adalah pencuri.

Perbualan dengan Ummu Abdullah awal pagi tadi masih dalam ingatan Iman Zinnirah.Dek kerana terdesak mencari wang,Ummu Abdullah menyifatkan mereka yang tamak sebagai pencuri,terutamanya bekas Presiden Mubarak dan konco-konconya.

Hari ini hari pertama gamaah dibuka setelah 40 hari ditutup.Penutupan yang bukan saja cukup lama dalam sejarah penubuhannya malah dalam sejarah Mesir itu sendiri.Semuanya bermula pada “Khomsa wa Isyrin Yanayir” , 25 Januari.Tarikh keramat pemula revolusi rakyat mesir.Pelbagai nama dipanggil,Yaumil Ghodab (Hari Kemarahan),Yaumil Ruh (Hari Kebangkitan), dan sebagainya.

Sekarang,redanya sudah ada,namun semangat menggapai kebebasan dan mencipta pembaharuan masih menebal dalam hati setiap misriyyah.

Iman Zinnirah membawa langkahnya pantas menuju gamaah.Dia menuju ke arah pintu utama yang terletak agak jauh dari pintu yang selalu dimasukinya kerana pintu-pintu gamaah yang lainnya ditutup.Iman dapat mendengar bunyi bising,berdengung,macam lebah.Hatinya mengagak sesuatu.

Sampai di depan pintu utama universiti,Iman sedikit terkejut apabila melihat bukan askar yang menjaga pintu tersebut,tapi pelajar-pelajar universiti itu sendiri.Setiap dari mereka memakai kain merah yang diikat di lengan kiri dan memakai tag warna sama.Tiga buah dabbabah elok menjaga hadapan gamaah.

Kebiasaannya,setiap universiti di mesir akan dijaga oleh barisan askar,diatas perintah Mubarak.Ketika pertama kali cuba memasuki Universiti Zagazig,Iman dan sahabt-sahabat telah disekat dan disoal oleh askar-askar tersebut disebabkan tidak mempunyai kerneh.Namun,setelah beberapa kali ke kelas,mereka nampaknnya mula cam pelajar-pelajar Malaysia dan membenarkan kami masuk .

“Ya bint!Kerneh?”

“Mafisy kerneh.Ana sanah ula,tolibat gadid.”

“Kuliyyah eh?”

“Saidalah”

“Masyi,masyi..”

Iman mengagak,kehadiran askar yang menjaga universiti tanpa arahan dan kebenaran pihak pentadbiran universiti adalah disebabkan Mubarak takut kepada kebangkitan pelajar universiti sendiri.Sebelum revolusi berlaku pun,setiap minggu,ada saja pelajar-pelajar ikhwanul muslimin yang membuat demonstrasi aman di dalam gamaah.Mereka tidak membuat bising,hanya memegang sepanduk,melilit kepala dengan kain dan berbaris dengan riak muka yang serius.

Menurut sahabat Iman ,Gehad (pronouced as jihad),Jamaah Ikhwanul Muslimin di dalam setiap universiti adalah tidak sah.Namun,mereka tetap bergerak,mengadakan usrah dan program.Pihak universiti tahu akan kewujudan mereka,tetapi tidak berbuat apa-apa.

Ikhwanul Muslimin di gamaah tak nampak aktif di permukaan,namun mereka aktif mengedarkan risalah,menggantung banner dan sebagainya,ketika waktu malam.Bila datang ke gamaah pada keesokkan paginya,gamaah akan penuh dengan hasil kerja mereka.Namun,serentak dengan itu,banner dan risalah akan dikoyak dan dimusnahkan oleh askar dan pelajar-pelajar yang anti ikhwan.

Langkah kaki diatur lagi.Di hadapan pintu utama universiti,ramai penjaja memulakan perniagaan baru,iaitu menjual bendera mesir,tag kata-kata revolusi mesir,tag gambar-gambar mereka yang syahid di medan tahrir,topi dan sebagainya.Ramai pelajar-pelajar membeli barangan tersebut dan memakainya sebelum memasuki universiti.Laris nampaknya jualan sebegitu dalam situasi ini.

Melihatkan keadaan sekarang,Iman boleh sifatkannya sebagai tegang dalam gembira.Pemuda-pemudi mesir nampak serius menuntut hak mereka,menyebabkan suasana menjadi tegang.Namun,kadang kala menjadi ceria kerana mereka tidak sabar menanti perubahan gemilang selepas kejatuhan Mubarak.

Oleh kerana hanya pintu utama gamaah yang dibuka,pelajar terpaksa berpusu-pusu memasuki pintu yang satu ini.Keadaan jadi sibuk dan padat.Iman berjaya meloloskan diri,namun disekat oleh barisan askar yang bertugas.Mereka meminta kerneh.Iman jelaskan yang dia tidak mempunyai kerneh.

“Ya Kapten!” Askar tersebut memanggil ketuanya.

Iman jelaskan sekali lagi.Setelah menunjukkan muka garang dan bercakap dalam nada marah,barulah kapten tersebut membenarkan Iman masuk.Sepanjang pengalaman Iman,rakyat Mesir memang begitu.Perlu dibentak dan serius,baru mereka mengalah.

Masuk universiti,Iman terpana melihat perubahan yang berlaku.Seluruh universiti berubah.Disana-sini penuh banner digantung.Terang-terangan nama Tolibat Ikhwanul Muslimin terpampang.Kalau dulu,ikhwan tak kan seberani ini menonjolkan diri.Mungkin kerana sekarang polis,askar dan konco-konco Presiden Mubarak sudah tiada,mereka mengambil kesempatan ini.Askar yang ada untuk berkawal sekarang dikatakan baik,dan menyokong revolusi serta hanya untuk menjaga keamanan,bukan untuk melawan rakyat.

Iman Zinnirah tersenyum.Tangannya pantas mencapai mobile,merakam keadaan sekeliling.Bukan senang nak jumpa lagi situasi macam ni..

Tiang dan pokok-pokok,malah road curb,semuanya dicat dengan warna bendera mesir ; merah,hitan,putih.Belon-belon dan kain pelbagai warna menghiasi setiap sudut.Meriahnya..Seolah-oleh kedatangan pelajar kali bukan untuk menghadiri kuliah,tapi untuk berpesta.
Sepanjang perjalanannya ke kuliyyah saidalah,Iman ternampak beberapa kelompok pelajar berkumpul di setiap kawasan lapang.Lengkap dengan sepanduk,kepala dililit bendera mesir,dan peralatan pembesar suara.

Oh!Iman teringat kepada invitation facebook semalam.Semua pelajar Zagazig University diseru untuk berkumpul hari ini dan berarak ke pajabat President University untuk mendesak beliau turun dan meletak jawatan.Patut la gamat betul gamaah hari ni..

Ketika melintasi Kuliyyah ‘Ulum,jelas kedengaran laungan

Hua Imsyi,Hua imsyi!Hua Imsyi!

Disambut dengan sahutan dari pelajar banat,

Irjil! irjil! irjil!

Wahh,,keadaan nampak tegang.Beratus-ratus pelajar berarak.Iman mengagak,tentu kuliah akan ditangguhkan lagi.

Ketika masuki dewan kuliah farmasi,pensyarah sudah siap sedia menunggu.Sahabat-sahabat Mesir pun ada sama.

“Maalij,ya dukturah.”

Iman Zinnirah meminta maaf terlebih dahulu sebelum mencari tempat duduk.Kesal hatinya kerana datang lewat.Ini la gara-gara leka sangat melihat kerenah warga mesir..

“Mafisy musykilah..Ahlan,ahlan.Anti musafr ila Malayzi?”

“Aiwah..ana ruh ila Malayzi,i just arrive two days ago.”

Dukturah Hanan,Professor Organic Chemistry tersenyum gembira mendengar jawapan Iman.Selepas bersalam,berpelukan dan memberikan ciuman dipipi,barulah Iman Zinnirah dilepaskan ke tempat duduk.Adat bangsa Arab memang begitu,kalau berjumpa tak sah kalau tak disambut sebegitu.Sahabat-sahabat Mesir Iman pun begitu,setiap hari menyambut kedatangannya ke kelas dengan cara itu.Kadang-kadang Iman rasa rimas juga,maklumlah,untuk melakukan perkara seperti itu dengan satu kelas,rasanya agak meletihkan.

Nampaknya pelajar farmasi tidak masuk campur dalam demonstrasi universiti.Pelajaran tetap diteruskan.Namun,konsentrasi kelas sedikit terganggu dek keriuhan demonstrasi diluar.Duktur tetap meneruskan pembelajaran tanpa menghiraukan situasi tegang di luar.Cuma kadang-kadang bila kumpulan demonstrasi semakin mendekat,duktur terpaksa menghentikan kuliah buat seketika.

“Syireen,da muzaharat?” Tanya Iman Zinnirah pada sahabat di sebelahnya.

“Aiwah,muzaharat.”

“Leh?”

“We will tell you after this”

Selepas kuliah tamat,Iman mahu berangkat pulang,namun disekat oleh sahabat-sahabat Mesir.Rupanya,hari ini mereka mahu menyiapkan draf usul untuk diberikan kepada dekan fakulti dan pihak pentadbiran.

Antara usul yang dibincangkan,mereka mahu menurunkan Prof.Rasya,ketua bahagian klinikal farmasi.

Kadang-kadang,Iman Zinnirah rasa rakyat mesir berfikiran luar biasa.Bagi mereka,tiada kuasa yang dikatakan lebih besar dari kuasa rakyat.Kalau di Malaysia,Iman yakin,tidak mungkin akan ada keadaan sebegini.Ingin mengkritik pihak universiti?ohh..jauh sekali.Pelajar Malaysia tidak akan terfikir pun untuk melakukan sebegitu..

Salah satu perkara yang membuatkan Iman Zinnirah kagum dengan Mesir ialah,syabab nya yang matang,berani dan tahu apa yang mereka inginkan.

Namun begitu,akhlak pelajar Malaysia pun menyejukkan hati.Sebagai warga timur,dapat Iman lihat,betapa beza tingkah laku,tutur kata dan cara pergaulan warga Malaysia ,jika dibandingkan dengan warga Mesir.

Iman Zinnirah hanya mengharapkan yang terbaik untuk Mesir dan rakyatnya.Biarlah syabab misr mengubah nasib negara mereka,supaya dapat mereka bangkit semula,membuang habuk usang yang meliputi negaranya sejak sekian lama.


~MARI BELAJAR BAHASA ARAB AMMI~

izayid? - Apa Khabar?

Lakin,badhai ghali! - Tapi,harga barang-barang mahal

Gamaah - Universiti

Kerneh - Kad Matrik (ID pelajar-pelajar Universiti)

Syabab Misr - Pemuda pemudi Mesir

Misriyyah - Rakyat Mesir (Egyptian)

Ya Bint! - Wahai anak perempuan (Panggilan biasa kepada remaja perempuan)

Mafish - Tiada

Ana sanah ula,tolibat gadid - saya tahun satu,pelajar baru.

Saidalah - Farmasi

Hua Imsyi! - Awak keluar!

Irjil! - Keluar (get out)

Kuliyyah 'Ulum - Fakulti Sains

Muzaharat/Saurah - Demonstrasi

Kisah Cinta Syeikh SAID HAWA dan Ummu Muhammad

Salam 'Alaikum w.b.t

Ana ingin mencoretkan sebuah kisah yang telah dikongsi kepada ana oleh sahabat untuk tatapan semua.

Ianya adalah kisah kehidupan Ummu Muhammad (isteri kepada Syeikh Said Hawa) sepanjang bergelar isteri kepada seorang pejuang.Semoga setiap yang membacanya mndapat manfaat.

Artikel ini diterbitkan hasil pertemuan sekumpulan Muslimat Malaysia bersama Ummu Muhammad pada tahun 2000.

Bagaimanakah Kehidupan Syeikh Said Hawa Secara Terperinci?

Syeikh Rahimahullah amat sibuk dengan urusan dakwah sejak sebelum berkahwin lagi.Oleh itu,selepas berkahwin beliau berusaha meluangkan masanya untuk bersama anak-anaknya dan berbincang dalam pelbagai isu serta mendidik mereka dalam urusan agama dan kemasyarakatan.

Anak-anaknya masih kecil ketika beliau dipenjarakan selama 5 tahun pada 1973 hingga 1978.Lalu saya memikul tanggungjawab mendidik anak-anak dan ketika itu dikurniakan 4 orang anak, 3 lelaki dan seorang perempuan - Muhammad, Ahmad, Mu'az dan Fatimah, alhamdulillah.

Sesungguhnya Allah mengurniakan bantuan kepada saya sehingga mampu memberikan didikan agama buat anak-anak. Justeru, apabila beliau keluar dari penjara maka beliau mendapati anak-anaknya telah membesar di bawah tarbiyah yang baik.

Setiap pagi, beliau akan meluangkan masa bersama anak-anak dan kadangkala sekitar pukul 9 ke 10 malam.Manakala waktu selebihnya adalah untuk urusan dakwah,menulis dan mengarang.Saya akan membantunya dalam beberapa aspek: Jika dia mengarang maka saya akan menaipkan untuknya dan Alhamdulillah kami mampu menghasilkan beberapa kitab.Beliau juga tidak pernah mengabaikan aspek tarbiyah anak-anaknya bahkan memperuntukkan satu hari setiap minggu untuk berkelah dan sepanjang perkelahan tersebut beliau akan mengadakan perbincangan dan sebagainya dengan anak-anak.Kebiasaannya kami berkelah pada hari Khamis manakala hari Jumaat kami akan berada di rumah.

Hakikatnya sesiapa yang mengatur waktunya , pasti dia akan mendapat faedah yang banyak dari aturan tersebut.

Bagaimana Perasaan Ummu Muhammad Ketika Syeikh Rahimahullah Ditangkap dan Dipenjarakan?

Ketika itu,harapan dan pergantungan saya hanyalah pada Allah dan saya tidak sekalipun hilang kawalan diri. Harapan saya agar beliau segera keluar dari penjara dan boleh menyambung semula kerja-kerja dakwah beliau. Saya tetap meneruskan pendidikan terhadap anak-anak sebagaimana biasa dan menggunakan pelbagai wasilah pendidikan seperti kaset-kaset Al-Quran dan kisah-kisah Agama.

Mereka mula menghafaz al-Quran ketika berusia 5 tahun dan kini,tiga daripada mereka telah pun hafiz al-Quran malah mempraktikkan isi kandungannya, alhamdulillah. Selepas 2 bulan beliau keluar dari penjara, adiknya Mahmud, seorang pemuda soleh, melihat beliau di dalam mimpi dibunuh dan mati syahid.

Bagaimanakah Bentuk Kehidupan Ummu Muhammad dan Syeikh Rahimahullah Sebagai Pasangan Suami Isteri?

Kami sama-sama memanfaatkan masa dan menunaikan haknya dan tidak wujud sebarang pembaziran.

Contohnya,jika kamu keletihan,jangan kamu berehat terus,sebaliknya lakukan sesuatu yang menyenangkan dan tidak meletihkan seperti sambil kamu duduk, kamu menulis sesuatu yang berfaedah. Atau letakkan anak kamu di sisi dan kamu ajari mereka sesuatu.Jika dikunjungi tetamu,segerakan penyediaan hidangan mereka. Ataupun jika kamu dikunjungi tetamu secara mengejut, bersedia menyambut mereka. Kesimpulannya, kamu perlu berusaha memanfaatkan waktu.

Kami akan membaca al-Quran selepas solat Subuh dan kemudian meluangkan masa untuk penulisan selama 2 jam tetapi ini kebiasaannya pada waktu cuti. Jika waktu persekolahan, kami akan menulis sekembalinya dari sekolah jika tiada tetamu yang berkunjung. Jika beliau bekerja sendirian, sibuk dengan membaca kitab-kitab lama, saya akan menjalankan kerja-kerja asas rumah dan mengajar anak-anak.Beliau sentiasa meluangkan masa menziarahi kaum kerabatnya pada hari Jumaat. Inilah rutin kami semenjak kami mendirikan rumahtangga.

Pernah sekali saya mimpikan beliau ketika beliau masih dalam bilik kecil dan sempit di dalam penjara. Dalam mimpi itu seolah-olah saya berdiri di hadapan bilik kurungan tersebut dan pintunya terbuka. Saya melihat cahaya memancar dari bilik tersebut dan timbul ketenangan di hati saya bahawa al-Quran yang dihafaznya menjadi pembantunya. Beliau dikurung di situ selama 9 bulan dan selama tempoh itu beliau tekun mengulangkaji al-Quran. Tidak berapa lama selepas itu beliau dikeluarkan ke penjara yang lebih besar yang dihuni oleh orang lain.
Selepas 5 tahun beliau dibebaskan dan ramai yang tidak percayakan peristiwa tersebut melainkan setelah melihatnya dengan mata mereka sendiri. Mereka semua meraikan pembebasan Syeikh Rahimahullah di rumah keluarganya.

Bagaimanakah As-Syeikh Mengenali Ummu Muhammad?

Awalnya, saya hanya mengetahuinya ketika di tahun akhir di universiti sedangkan dia ketika itu telah 2 tahun meninggalkan universiti. Saya tidak mengenalinya langsung namun mengetahuinya dari sepupu sebelah ibu saya. Sebelum kami berkahwin, berlaku pelbagai penentangan di Syria, kemudian demonstrasi Hammah, masjid-masjid dibakar dan keadaan ini memaksa beliau berlindung di Iraq selama 2 bulan. Beberapa individu tertentu yang baik hati telah membantunya sehingga diampuni dan dibolehkan memasuki Syria kembali. Sekembalinya dari Iraq, kami terus mendirikan rumahtangga dan menetap di kampungnya, Hammah selama 2 tahun. Kemudian kami ke Saudi selama 5 tahun dan kembali semula ke Syria dan ketika itulah beliau dipenjarakan.

Beliau sering menawarkan saya menemaninya dalam musafir namun saya lebih selesa untuk bersama anak-anak dan meneruskan tanggungjawab saya mendidik mereka. Waktu keluar untuk urusan dakwahnya sering tidak menentu namun saya akan selalu berpesan setiap kali beliau ingin keluar.." ALLAH MA'AK" (ALLAH BERSAMA KAMU) dan apabila tetamu datang , saya akan ucapkan "Ahlan wa sahlan."

Jika dikunjungi keluarganya, saya akan meraikan dan melayan mereka dengan sebaiknya. Antara sikap beliau yang amat saya fahami adalah beliau inginkan agar ibu bapanya dilayan dengan baik. Begitu juga dengan tetamunya. Ibunya masih ada lagi dan kami sering menziarahinya. Bapanya telah pulang ke rahmatullah 4 bulan lebih selepas Syeikh Rahimahullah meninggal.

Apakah Aturan Pendidikan Untuk Anak-anak Ummu Muhammad?

Pertamanya, suruh anak-anak mengerjakan dan menyelesaikan urusan agama bermula dari aspek Tauhid dan Ibadat.

Ajari mereka al-Quran dan mulakan dengan Surah Al-Ikhlas sehingga mereka mampu memahami keesaan Allah. Tekankan tentang aspek ibadah seperti solat, puasa, zakat dan haji. Pada masa yang sama aspek akhlak dan pergaulan dididik dengan sebaiknya kerana semua perkara ini perlu dipupuk sejak anak-anak masih kecil.

Tarbiyah dalam aspek ibadah dan agama bila dipupuk sejak kecil, maka bila mereka mencapai usia mukallaf maka mereka tidak akan rasa susah dan tertekan kerana semua perkara tersebut telah menjadi rutin dan resam kehidupan mereka. Pendidikan agama buat anak-anak akan memberi impak pada sudut Akhlak mereka,oleh itu wajib bagi ibu bapa mendidik mereka atas dasar perintah dan suruhan Allah.

Jika sudut Agama pada anak-anak diabaikan ketika mereka masih kecil, maka proses didikan tersebut akan sukar terutamanya apabila mereka mencapai usia 10 tahun atau lebih,dan masalah ini lebih ketara kepada anak-anak perempuan. Komitmen anak-anak dalam berpakaian,menutup aurat,solat dan puasa akan menjadi sukar ketika itu malah penentangan sering berlaku disebabkan tiadanya latihan di peringkat awal.

Suasana didikan yang saya terima dan ketika bersama Syeikh Rahimahullah adalah sama,sama ada dari segi pakaian, kerja dakwah , penulisan, dan menyambut tetamu. Lantaran semuanya atas dasar dakwah dan Islam. Niat kami sentisa , InsyaAllah adalah kerana Allah dan untuk Islam serta atas dasar menegakkan kalimah Allah Taala.

p/s:kutujukan lembaran kali ini khusus kepasa sahabat, CHE' SYIM yang bakal mendirikan baitul muslim tidak lama lagi.semoga ruh islam dan semarak dakwah semakin gemilang,bukan sekadar dalam diri dan pasangan,tetapi dalam jiwa pejuang kecil yang bakal hadir,InsyaAllah..Moga kesatuan antara dua hati muslim menjadi pemankin kewujudan insan-insan pejuang akan datang.

RINDU PADA TO'MIAH DAN FIRAGH MANDI.

SALAM ALAIKUM...

Kalam suci penyejuk hati,tanda kasih sesama muslim.Semoga pembaca dan sahabat-sahabat dalam RedhaNya selalu.

Alhamdulillah..syukur dan tahmid ana panjangkan pada Ilahi.Ana sudah selamat sampai di Malaysia pada 9 Feb 2011,7.30am dengan kapal terbang sumbangan MAS,MH 8031.

Ana adalah trip penerbangan ke3 yang bertolak dari Kompleks Tabung Haji,Jeddah.Kira sangat awal la tu ana berjaya berlepas.Terima kasih pada adik ana yang sama-sama berada di Mesir.Oleh kerana kami adik beradik,maka ana dapat balik awal.Sedangkan nombor giliran ana 2556.Adik ana 941.Dia guna basis 1st come 1st fly.Kira ana menumpang adik la..Kalau ikutkan mungkin 2hari lagi baru smpai giliran ana.

Ramai sahabat-sahabat masih berada di Jeddah,mungkin esok atau lusa giliran
depa.Sahabat yang sudah berada di Malaysia,harap doakan mereka cepat dan selamat sampai ke Malaysia.

Pengalaman 14 hari darurat di mesir pastinya ana tak kan lupa seumur hidup.Tiap-tiap
hari ana tulis catatan.Ana namakannya 'catatan perang'.InsyaAllah..nanti
lepas edit ana akan kongsi dengan sahabat2.

Secara ringkasnya:

27Jan:Ana baru habis paper terakhir final exam semester 1.Darurat bermula ketika ana dalam perjalanan balik ke rumah.

28Jan-1Feb:Berkurung di rumah sepanjang perintah berkurung dan darurat.Ketika ini perintah berkurung bermula dari jam 4pm hingga 7am.Makanan dicatu,talian telifon dan internet diputuskan

1-3Feb:Dikumpulkan di Markaz AQM,untuk memudahkan pergerakan,keselamatan dan
makanan.

3-5Feb:Selamat smpai di ARMA(Asrama Rumah Melayu Abbasiyah) kepunyaan Kedutaan Malaysia Kaherah.Hostel yang hanya mampu memuatkan 400 orang,tapi dengan pengumpulan semua student Mesia di seluruh Mesir ke Kaherah,jumlah meningkat kepada hmpir 200.Seriously,macam pelarian.

5Feb:Berangkat ke Jeddah

5-9Feb:Berkumpul di Kompleks Tabung Haji,Jeddah,Arab Saudi.Bangunan yang ana duduki tak pernah digunakan selama 35 tahun.Air tiada.Cuaca sangat panas.Sebelum datang ke jeddah,ana pakai baju 4 lapis.Mesir masih winter.

9feb-Ana bertolak dengan penerbangan ke3 dari Jeddah.Alhamdulillah...smpai dah di Mesia!Doakan segalanya cepat berakhir,selamat dan kami dapat meneruskan pengajian seperti biasa.Kalau ikutkan,sabtu ni ana dah start semester baru..terima kasih pada sahabat2 yang sudi call dan doakan ana sepanjang waktu darurat(khususan fi che' syim)..

moga sempat jumpa shbt2 before fly ke Mesir!Ana dah rindu pada breakfast To'miah bil bid wa batotis dan lunch Ruz basmathi wa firagh mandi.

May God Bless!