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That morning, my partner and I, we went to the psychiatry clinic to see the consultant. There, we are supposed to see and observe how the consultant manages the patient, the communication skills and so on. In the consultation room, I sat at one corner, opposite to the consultant, while my partner sat beside me. The patient, a middle-aged man, with brown curly hair, sat quietly at the other corner. He was casually dressed, and I can see that his hands trembled a bit. Hmm, could be side effects from medications.

He looked at me, a bit suspicious. May be he had never seen a Muslim lady before. It wasn't my first time having that kind of look anyway. I smiled at him, trying to be friendly, but to no reply. 

The consultation started by asking some simple questions like how's his mood, how's the Christmas and so on. From the consultation, I came to know that he had depression quite for a few years now. And now he was here, feeling more depressed than ever because of his son. When he was busy chattering with the consultant, my mind started to fly elsewhere. It's like day dreaming, and I knew staying up late last night had its toll on me now. Then suddenly I heard something verryy familiar.

"How can he believes in Quran more than he believes in Bible?"

It felt like I had a thunder in me. I felt as if I was shaken from my own chair.

"There's no one there could teach him the Quran. How could he do that to us? He couldn't, could he?"

And this time he looked at me. *krik krik krik*

Well, that's a bit awkward to be honest. I'm a Muslim, and now he was here complaining about his son learning the Quran? How am I supposed to react? The consultant was quick, drawing his attention from me. I was more focused this time, very focused actually, but there's nothing else interest me. After the consultation was over, we went back to the hospital.

"There's NO ONE there could teach him the Quran."

My head kept echoing what he said. My heart pounded heavily.

It's almost four years now since I first came to Ireland. What did I do to educate these not-yet-Muslims around me bout being a Muslim? And the Quran itself? T_T

*tepukdadatanyaiman*

New Journey

Tomorrow, the first day of school starts.

Its a new year.

Its a new term.

Its a new rotation.

New people to meet with.

New obstacles and challenges.

But of course with new determination! 

And new resolutions too. :)

Alhamdulillah, alhamdulillah, alhamdulillah, 

For all the good news and His blessings all these while.

May this year, we all become a better Muslims day by day.

Amin ya rabbal a'lamin. :)

A new journey to begin.

May Allah bless.

:)

Kerana Amanah Itu yang Tergalas Di Bahu..

Bismillahirrahmanirahim...

Ya Allah, jadikanlah kecintaan kami kepada ilmu sedalam lautan-Mu yang paling dalam. 

Berkatilah kami dengan ilmu yang bermanfaat untuk dunia dan akhirat kami, dan jauhkanlah kami daripada ilmu yang membawa kami lebih jauh daripada-Mu.

Jauhilah kami dari sifat malas, dan berikanlah kami kekuatan untuk menempuhi cabaran dalam mencari ilmu-Mu ya Allah.

Ya Allah, kami datang ke sini kerana-Mu Ya Allah.

Segala kesusahan, segala kesulitan ini hanya kerana-Mu, 

Kau terimalah usaha kami, dan berkatilah hidup kami dengannya.

Amin ya rabb.

Mengapa engkau belajar?

"Kamu belajar adalah untuk memberi khidmat kepada seluruh ummat.

Dan kamu belajar untuk berkhidmat untuk Islam."

Dear myself, 

Go and seek knowledge as much as you can. Only with knowledge you will learn bout Him better, and you learn to serve Him better. Seek for knowledge, and use it well to be closer to Him. Its ok to struggle a bit on the way. That's a normal process. As long as you are willing to strive hard and have a pure intention for Him, He will always be there for assisstance. Have faith.

And don't forget to serve the ummah. You have great responsibilities there. There must be good reasons why Allah put you in this career. And this is one of the great reasons. He's giving you good firm ground, a chance, an opportunity to thank Him, by serving the ummah. And may He purify your heart, and may you be a better servant to Him, and only Him.

Love,

Me

Jodoh..

Dulu masa tingkatan-tingkatan dulu, bila tengok muka kawan-kawan, selalu terfikir, apa perasaan eh bila tengok muka-muka ni dah kahwin? Masa tu tak boleh bayang, maklumlah, tak matang lagi.

Sekarang persoalan tu dah terjawab. 

Perasaan? Hmm.. Macam-macam. Tapi bukan nak komen pasal tu.

Nak cakap pasal jodoh.

"Eh, A kawen dengan orang lain la. Bukan dengan B."

"Eh, C dengan D la. Tak tahu plak diorang together."

Ada kawan tanya, kenapa Allah temukan kita dengan seseorang tu kalau dah dia bukan jodoh kita?

Sebab ada benda yang Allah nak ajar kita dari situ. 

Jawapan yang pendek, ringkas, tapi bermakna.

Bab jodoh memang antara perkara yang banyak jadi tanda tanya kita.

Kenapa itu, kenapa ini. 

Tapi percaya la.

Takdenya Allah buat sesuatu perkara sia-sia.

Kalau niat kita memang kerana Dia, 

InsyaAllah pertolongan tu datang bila-bila.

Tadi terbaca Hilal Asyraf punya post.

"Kahwin ni kerana Allah,

Bukan kerana orang yang kita suka.

Boleh jadi Allah tak bagi orang yang kita suka.

Sebabnya Dia nak bagi orang yang Dia suka."

Jadi yakin la. 

Biar Dia tak bagi apa yang kita mahu.

Sebab Dia lebih tahu apa yang kita perlu.

My first hero (and will always be)

I was chattering with my friend, Fiona, exchanging stories of our childhood, and giggling together, how funny it was, back almost 20 years ago (how time flies!) and how protective our dads were.  :)

Then suddenly she said,

"You know, I'm certain, everything they did were for our own good. That's for sure."
"Yup, I know." 

"When your father is old and isn't strong anymore like mine, when he unable to talk and express things like he used to be, you will miss those moments. I guarantee, you will."

I looked at her. There was sadness in her eyes.

I know what she meant. Well, I already miss him. :(

When the time comes, maybe I'm the one not letting go. :(