“Abang tak pernah cakap yang abang sukakan Timah.”

“Timah, satu kampung dah tau yang abang ni sukakan Timah!”

“Timah senyum, Timah ketawa.. Kadang Timah ikut abang pergi tengok wayang.. Tapi itu tak bermakna Timah cintakan abang.. Timah tak ada perasaan apa-apa terhadap abang.”

-Si Timah, dalam drama “Rebah di Hujung Pelamin” yang baru je main kat SURIA ni.. hihi.

Mentel lah you ni Timah. Kalau you jadi anak mak I, mesti dah kene cubit2. 

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You know, I used to love reading novels a lot. Novel2 melayu jiwang2 nye type. I cinta you tapi you tak cinta I; I cinta you you cinta I tapi orang tak suke kite cinta each other; I cinta you tapi I tak dapat terima you sebab I nak berkorban.. yang semuanya in the end: yay i cinta you you cinta i and we live happily ever after. (nudges diy. i know you can so relate to this:p)

Betul tau.

I used to be able to sit and finish 1-2 thick novels in a day. Suke sangat. Abeh bile baca tu, macam I become the character la tuh. Very much absorbed into the whole storyline. Sampai once, there was this instance, I was reading this dialogue between the two lead characters. Tengah abang sana sayang sini pune dialogue lah. When suddenly, someone sms-ed me. I can’t remember what he said, but I replied this : “Ok abg.” or something like that. Teros send and sambong baca buku.

-2 mins later-

“abg?u salah hantar ke?”

“oh sorry2! tgh bc novel ah.”

doing.

That was once upon a time lah. Now, with readings piling up my desk (HUDAA. I PON BANYAK BELOM BACA OK READINGS FOR SOCI OF EDUCATN. :( ), mana ada time nak baca2 ni semua. In fact, the interest is no longer there. I no longer have the stamina, and honestly, they have become all too predictable and boring. :(

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Besides Diy and myself, I’m sure many of us pun have experienced this before kan. There was a time when we were soo into novels and stuffs, but now, it just doesn’t seem to be as interesting as before. Fret not. Today, I’m going to suggest one of many interesting alternatives that we can all consider, okeh? *smiles*

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If I ask you, what is the most common name for ladies? Maybe ade banyak pendapat2 berbeza, but if you ask me, it would be “Aisyah (or Aishah or Aisya or ‘Aisyah or..)”. Back in primary (and secondary) school, my batch alone (which was less than 80 students ok) ada FOUR Aisyahs. Aisyah Hamid, Siti Aisha Rilvan, Siti Aisyah Mohd Hassan and Siti Aisyah Saad Bagarib. So what did we do? We called them “Aisyah + nama bapak”.

That was in primary school.

Apparently, we got smarter when we were in secondary and decided to improvise. So it became SyaMID, ShaRIL and SyaSAN. (Aisyah Saad remained as Aisyah Saad since she was not in our class). See? So creative.

But really, it’s no surprise that Aisyah is a popular name. Sebab we all know that it’s the name of the pretty, smart and beloved wife of Prophet Muhammad saw and the daughter of the legendary Abu Bakar as. :)

Now, here’s a book in which the author attempts to portray the characteristics of a good Muslimah with the revered Sayyidah ‘Aisyah as an example. Thus the title:

“Menjadi Secantik Aishah”.

Let’s take a peek ok?  

Kandungan

Kata Pengantar

Cantik Diri

Menjaga Panca Indera

Cintai Diri Sendiri

Cantik Hati

Mengelola Perasaan

Iman dalam Hati

Bagaimana Tingkah Lakumu?

Cantik Di Rumah

Dengan Ibubapa

Dengan Suami

Dengan Tetangga

Di Tempat Kerja

Isilah dengan Ilmu

Haa.. Macam best kan? :)

What I think of the book: Buku ni best jugak. Memang sesuai sangat for ladies, especially for those yang tengah cari buku-buku menghiasi diri dengan sifat-sifat mahmuudah. It is also interesting sebab kadang-kadang tu ada diselitkan cerita tentang kisah Sayyidah ‘Aisyah. It’s an easy read, the kind of books that leave you with a smile as you read its contents. Plus, it is written by Nunik Utami, a novelist from Indonesia. So it should also appeal to those yang baru tengah shifting from reading love novels to something more religious and beneficial. And don’t worry if you can’t read Indonesian! It has been translated to Bahasa Melayu for us in Singapore and Malaysia. Yay! :)

And it’s important for me to tell you that the ‘kandungan’ betul2 just summarise in general je. It doesn’t really do justice to the actual contents. Sebab ada banyak lagi pecahan dalam buku tu. Example like, under mengelola perasaan you have “sedih pasti ada akhirnya”, telling us that it’s ok to be sad when facing with ujians but we must remember that it is but a test.. and from other sub headings ada things like tips menjaga diri dari gosip, tips menjadi isteri yang tahu akan haknya dan suaminya, tips jaga anak pun. Semua in short and sweet paragraphs, panjang pun tak panjang mana (definitely NOT like arts readings. blergh).

So it’s definitely good for us ladies. Gentlemen, it’s not a bad idea if you want to get this for your sisters/mothers/friends as a gift. I’m sure they will appreciate it:)

Ok seriously, I know that this is not a good review, so that is why you should read it for yourself and find out how good it is! Jangan tunggu lama-lama. It can be found in Islamic bookshops all over in Singapore and in some parts of Malaysia. (Psst, kalau yang suke pergi Johor tu, beli sana sudah. Lagi murah. Takde tax you see. Shh. Tell not the publisher that I reminded you guys of this fact ok? :D)

Verdict: 3.8/5.

Book title: Menjadi Secantik Aishah

Price: RM 12.00 / SGD 7.00

Where to get it from: Any Islamic bookstores in Singapore and some parts of Malaysia.

Timah should have read this book. Never mind Timah, it is still not too late, not too late. 

I remembered one of the usrah sessions I had with some of the sisters over at farhana munshi’s. It was quite some time ago (I’m missing such discussions! Girls, you hear me? :( ). And the topic of discussion for the day was, “women in Islam.”

Dah macam takde topic lain kan kitorang.. But oh well, that’s what we are mah. hehe.

So everyone shared something as we munched on the food provided (food is like one major componenet for usrahs lah. I dunoe why. Maybe it’s this whole idea of bonding over food? I dunoe. But we’re sure very much into the idea, it seems. hihi). And one of the sisters shared something very interesting.

There was once this non-Muslim lady approached her and asked her why Muslim women have to put on the hijab. So she said that it’s what God wants the ladies to do (please refer to this entry http://rilekwancorner.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-to-basics.html. slightly long, but worth the read, insyaAllah :) ). And then she went on to explain that it’s about modesty. I can’t really remember what she said, but it somehow sparked a conversation which we had a good laugh over it, and I thought it was a cutely creative way of seeing things.

It’s just for fun, so boys, please don’t take it to heart ya.

=)

OK NO. IF YOU’RE A MALE JUST PLEASE PLEASE STAY AWAY FROM THIS POST. IT’S A GIRL THING, REALLY. REALLY.

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So one of them said,

“People always said that it’s unfair that women seem to be seen as inferior to men in Islam. We have to put on the hijab, and they don’t. Why? I think this actually shows that women are superior!”

“How?”

“Because it shows that women can take care of themselves. But men? They can’t! That is why WE have to cover up for them. Because if we don’t, then they cannot take care of themselves. Easily tempted!”

*drawing laughters from the rest of the sisters*

“Eh ya that’s kinda true. But kadang2 macam.. macam question jugak tau.. lelaki boleh pegi perang lah ape lah. tapi perempuan? abeh there was this ustaz who said, isteri yang buatkan kopi and hidangkan dengan senyuman, buat suami de happy tu da boleh masuk syurga. I mean, macam ok lah, baguslah, tapi macam.. asal kite reduced to buat kopi je???”

“Hahaha. Using the same principle, because men need women to take good care of them la! Sebelum keluar rumah nak kene siapkan semua. Bile de klua rumah, kene make sure everything is still in order and selamat so dia boleh rase tenang. When he’s home then must make him happy jugak. See, they need women in their lives! Takyah pegi perang2, tu sume dorang boleh buat. But things that we do, they just can’t do. Or even if they can, they still need us to do. See ah these men!”

“Hahaha. Yeah. So, when we put on the hijab or anything, we say to men.. “I’m doing this because of you lah! Cannot take care of yourselves! Naughty men!”

*drawing (louder) laughters from the rest of the sisters*

I have cute sisters, I know *smiles proudly*.

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To all the sisters reading this blog, here’s for you! :)

Men. We need to take care of their every senses! It’s hard on us, isn’t it? *sniffs* let’s see what are some of the things which need to be ‘taken care of’ shall we?

THE EYES.

Ohhh those eyes. Those eyes. Must be extra extra careful with this one, k girls?

1. Kite ni nak kene pakai tudung mesti labuh menutupi dada.. Kalau tudung je tapi tak tutup dada? Tak boleh, tak boleh. Kenapa?

And tell the believing women to lower their gaze (from looking at forbidden things), and protect their private parts (from illegal sexual acts, etc.) and not to show off their adornment except only that which is apparent both eyes and to draw their veils all over Juyubihinna (i.e. their bodies, faces, necks and bosoms, etc.) and not to reveal their adornment except to their husbands, their fathers, their husband’s fathers, their sons, their husband’s sons, their brothers or their brother’s sons, or their sister’s sons, or their (Muslim) women (i.e. their sisters in Islam), or the (female) slaves whom their right hands possess, or old male servants who lack vigour, or small children who have no sense of the shame of sex. (An-Nuur :31)

2. Pakaian pulak tak boleh fitting2! See?? It’s not enough to simply wear long sleeves and long pants.. We must even ensure that it is not fitting! Not only that! We must ensure that it is not jarang AT ALL! So we must take extra measure to check our outfit carefully before going out of the house, and even smarter, before buying them! Why?? THOSE EYES LAA!

THE NOSE.

1. Do you know that we cannot wear perfume when we’re outside and within the men’s sniffing perimeters?? So great, just great. We must think of a way to not smell bad, yet not smell soo good at the same time! See lah those noses!!

Sabda Rasulullah SAW “mana-mana perempuan yg memakai bau-bauan kemudian ia keluar melintasi kaum lelaki ajnabi agar mereka tercium bau harumnya, maka dia adalah perempuan zina dan tiap-tiap mata yg memandangnya itu adalah zina.

THE EARS.

Oh yeahh. This is another tricky one. Brace yourselves, sisters!

1. You know those, pretty, jinggly gelang kakis? You know, the type yang jalan bunyik “kecing, kecing, kecing”? Yup yup! We can’t even put that on! Or some even say wearing heels that click very loudly and it goes “ketok ketok ketok”! Why! Attracting those ears punye attention la! TSK.

They shall not strike their feet when they walk in order to shake and reveal certain details of their bodies. All of you shall repent to GOD, O you believers, that you may succeed. (An-Nuur 31)

2. You know we all already have natural, sweet saccharine voices kan? And how when we speak it just gets sweeter and sweeter? MUST TAKE CARE OF THAT ONE TOO! Must make sure our sweet voices do not get overly sweet when speaking to them! Why? Takut dapat diabetes! Heh. Joking, joking. But really! Cannot! And you know some of us have just this oh-so-cute way of speaking? Must make sure we don’t speak like them in front of them too, you know!

…be not soft in speech, lest he in whose heart is a disease (of hypocrisy, or evil desire for adultery, etc.) should be moved with desire, but speak in an honourable manner. (Al-Ahzaab:32).

(Yes, the verse above was mentioned specifically for the prophet’s wives at that point of time, but it is now applicable to all muslimaat. =) )

And the cute thing isss, nanti dah kawen pulak everything will be the opposite!! So we have to do like, some multi-prong approach towards men or something. Like, if they’re our husbands then must make sure we’re super wangi and pretty, but once we step out of the house or ade rumah orang, back to the things I’ve mentioned above! See? BETUL2 PUNYE TAKE CARE.

Haihh. The list can just go on and on and on, you know? But just like what my friend said, let’s see this as an honour for us! We can take care of ourselves well in this aspect, if we want to, but it will be extra difficult for them (not impossiblelah. but stilll)! So let’s be benevolent and help them out shall we, sisters? Poor them. Already the non-Muslim ladies are doing a tremendously superb job of NOT taking care of them, so, let’s just do this for the sake of their manhood, shall we? Tsk tsk. Especially those who have yet to get married.. They absolutely need our help in this, you know? Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk TSK TSK.

Come on benevolent sisters, let’s join our forces and try our best in doing what God believes we can do best – taking care of ourselves, and indirectly, taking care of them as well (in this particular aspect of life). =)

P/S: TO ALL YOU GREAT MEN WHO STILL INSISTED ON READING THIS ENTRY SAMPAI HABES.. SAYA MEMAIN JE, MEMAIN JE. JANGANLAH MARAH YE. INI ENTRY SAJE SAJE. GURAUAN SEMATA-MATA.. YOU KNOW I DON’T MEAN IT THAT WAYYY =) WE ALL KNOW FULLY WELL THE PRIVILEGES GOD ACCORDED TO YOU GUYS.. AND WE ALL KNOW VERY WELL HOW WE NEED YOU GUYS TOO IN OTHER ASPECTS OF LIFE AS WELL. HEH. Take it easy, take it easy….

erm, ok. nak tido. bye!

“You do know deep down inside that this is patriarchal! It’s an oppression against women. It was a social construct created at that point of time when only the men held power. Babe, please, I don’t have to tell you the details kan.”

“No you don’t. I know the arguments.”

“Exactly!! So why are you still holding on to it?”

*smiles*

“You just think ok. Your parents are forking out money to support your education sampai you are where you are now. And you yourself know how freaking expensive the fees are. And you are thinking of staying at home, playing the submissive housewife? Please lah.”

“I know there is no way I can repay my parents.”

“Oh so you don’t need to repay them at all, is that what you’re saying?”

“What I’m saying is, I can never repay them and that’s the fact. But that doesn’t mean I won’t contribute to their income or I won’t bother treating them nicely lah.”

“I really don’t understand you lah. Asal tanak keje? You despise women who work isn’t it? Hm?”

“No I don’t. I’ve never said so, so please jangan cakap sembarang ok. Based on my experience working, I just find work very frustating. I find it difficult to handle the stress, the politics, the bitching and gossiping.. But I’m not saying I am ruling out the possibility of me still working in the future. And I do not despise working women okay. Bagus lah kalau nak keje. Handle the workload and still be the best wife, mother and daughter. That’s admirable. And don’t snigger. I am not being sarcastic.”

“Sudahlah kau. The way you put it macam you think it’s impossible to work and remain a good wife and mother at the same time.”

“It is not impossible, but personally, I believe it’s very very difficult. Tapi aku tau there are people who can do it. My teachers are working women, some admirable ladies I know are working women. So really, I have nothing against women working. Cume PERSONALLY I think it is difficult and I do not know if I can do it. Tu je. Susah sangat ke nak paham my stand?”

“YES! Susah. Aku tak paham why kau nak waste your time still belajar if you have no plans for your future. Pergi duduk rumah belajar all the ‘keje2 perempuan’ je lah.”

“Kau nak deprive my rights from studying?”

“No, but I’m being practical. Tanak keje why nak blaja sampai uni? Or okay, go blaja kat uni2 Islam lah. That would suit you more.”

“Memang aku kalau ikot hati dulu nak blaja kat Uni Islam. Tapi takde rezki and I end up here. Tapi I’m not regretting this. I’ve learnt a lot, and it has changed my worldview to a certain extent. So tak rasa rugi lah kalau tak kerja nanti.”

“Memanglah knowledge tu tak rugi. Tapi it will not translate into economic capital. And that’s a waste. And change your worldview kau kata? Apa yang changed? Still macam gini aku tengok. Kau still takleh agree dengan people like Prof ___ and Dr ___. Kau cakap dorang liberal lah ape lah.”

“Haha. Aku nak kene agree dengan dorang ke? Perspectives towards benda lain maybe berubah, tapi principles tak.”

“Susah ah kau nie. I’m tired of you, you know.”

“Eh janganlah. I’m cute you know.”

*ignoring* “Kau ingat lelaki sekarang suke eh perempuan yang nak stay rumah? Tu dulu la. Now they like independent women. They want their wives to be able to stand on her own, have her own life. Ni bukan zaman lelaki nak ‘oh, balek rumah nak ade isteri dah sedia nak sambut’ and what nonsense.”

“Kau kata aku nonsense? Kalau aku kata ade lelaki yang fikir macam tu, macam mana?”

“Kau memang nonsense lah! Geram aku. Ok lah, maybe ada. But if you want to get yourself a graduate who earns a decent living, susah lah. These people need wives who will be able to hold intellectual discussions with them, keep them engaged and stuffs like that. I’m not saying that you won’t, tapi kalau kau nanti dah stay kat rumah, jaga anak, masak, kemas.. Mesti brain pun macam boleh beku seh.”

“Duduk rumah takleh hold intellectual discussions ke? Boleh ape. Janganlah bekukan otak. If you keep yourself updated dengan current affairs, you read.. Ok pe.”

“Ah ye. With one child crying for you, the other playing in the toilet, the other nak panjat tingkap, the other bullying adik dia.. Adenye la masa kau.”

“Hui. Ramainye anak aku? Kau tolong predict kan ke? Tak sangka kau ade psychic power.”

“Yelah. Kalau dah duduk rumah je. Then you’ll start growing out of shape, and then dah tak kuasa nak doll yourself up, and then jadilah kau typical housewives yang suami balek bau ikan lah bawang lah dengan baju butterfly, rambut macam ape. Rumah berserak dengan budak2 punye toys and they will shout at each other. Then suami kau pun carilah excuse nak kahwin lagi and kau akan redha sebab ‘oh, I know I can’t satisfy him and dia layak kahwin lagi.’ Hannah!! Why are you subjecting yourself to all these possibilities?? Kau ingat senang eh??”

“Aku tau tak senang. But it’s a challenge I want to try. Kalau tak tahan, boleh discuss dengan dia ape. And what is it about baju butterfly eh? Epitome of dowdy housewives eh? Hahahaha.”

“I don’t know la. It just came to my mind. Kau ni cakap macam senang je. Boleh discuss. Aku rase kalau da dapat suami yang nak kau tinggal rumah je tu, confirmed authoritarian nye ah. Kes ‘I said no means no’. So what discussion??”

“InsyaAllah suami aku nanti tak gitu. De mesti understanding, loving2 nye type.. *senyum menjeng*”

“KAN! IDEALISTIC SEH KAU! DELUSIONAL!”

“HAHAHA. Kau ameen kan la! Ape dah! Taklah, tapi kau ni sweeping sangat ah. Tak semestinya suami yang nak isteri stay at home is authoritarian ok. It’s just their preference. Kau cannot judge them based on that one preference ok, and terus deny them of their ability to actually engage in a discussion.”

“I know la. But it’s just so typical you knowww. Hello, please lah. Tak haramlah perempuan kerja.”

“I know. Kau ni eh. Aku pun da start nak penat. Aku tak kata haram kan. In fact, if my husband wants me to work, I will, insyaAllah. Cuma my preference is, KALAU BOLEH aku tanak keje. Tapi macam adelah jugak angan2 nak work as a part-time journalist ke ape. But I don’t know lah kan. I will have to see how things turn out to be. Aku okey je sebenarnye. Nak keje okey, tanak keje lagi okey. Hehe.”

“Kalau nak keje, you have to PLAN for it. Ingat senang jadi part-time journalist? You are competing with thousands of people who have impressive portfolios and superb writing skills. You want to be one? Caan. But start working towards it! Ni macam ‘oh, kalau ade rezki adelah.’ Passive seh kau. Islam tak macam tu tau.”

“Chey chey. Yela betul lah kau cakap. Islam tak macam tu. Tapi kan aku cakap. Angan2 ajek. Actually, aku adelah jugak back-up plan. Tapi not important for me to tell you, or anyone else. Doakan je lah k.”

“Yelah doa doa jugak. Tapi kau nie. I don’t know who has brainwashed you ah. Must be some traditionalists. Nah, those traditionalists are imposing their values on you! But you, you don’t have to freaking accept them ape.”

“What traditionalists? By the way, I don’t see anyone IMPOSING their values on me. I am influenced, yes, but I am thinking this way because I WANT TO think this way. Seriously lah, it’s not a problem kan?”

“YES! YES IT IS. Nak survive kat Singapore kau takleh have this mindset.”

“Aku migrate lah. UK ke.. Dari kecik memang nak migrate sana. NZ pun viable alternative. Tempat dah lah lawa gilee. Eh you should see _____’s blog! Banyak gambar2 NZ. Confirm kau pun suke.”

“Migrate? Senang nye cakap! Eh are you for real, or are you not taking this seriously?? You’re totally succumbing to THEIR idea of the ‘ideal’ woman. I hate to say this, but you’re being brainwashed. Seriously. Very naive.”

“Naive? Brainwashed? Thanks.”

“I mean, look at yourself! Fancy having such thoughts!”

“Look, you have your own goals and motivations and I have mine. I respect yours so please learn to accept mine or we can stop talking about this altogether. I’m not a very tolerant person either ok. Enough is enough. You can say I am backdated and merepek to be having such thoughts. But really, by whose standards are you judging me? Were you as vocal as this when you were younger? Were you as passionate as you are now when you were younger? No. So you yourself are holding on strongly to a set of beliefs YOU believe is right for you. So how does that differ you from me? Not much, I see. So using your definition of being ‘brainwashed’, I can say you’re being brainwashed yourself. In fact, I do not look down on those who choose to work, and I myself am not ruling out the possibilty. I’ve told you, da berkali2 sampai penat aku cakap, yang this is just a personal preference, but needs and circumstances in the future will be a larger influence. So dah lah. Kau nak stress2 kat sini kenapa.”

“Sebab whatever kau buat will have a direct impact on me.”

P/s: These are all the details of the conversation that I am able to share. Please do not enquire further on the conversation. But please do keep the comments coming though! :)

We got to know each other around 3 years ago. It was not really love at first sight, but it eventually developed into something very special and meaningful. We’ve been through a lot together; shared tears and laughter, and indeed this person is always ready to be there should I need somebody.

So yes, I am engaged. At least that’s what it says in my facebook.

For those who do not have a facebook account, or do not have me as a friend, I am actually engaged to Halimatussaa’diah Ali Barda Khan. Yes, we’ve just got engaged, but I can’t remember the engagement date. When was it dear? I know you approved of the thing a day after I sent the request kan? So do we consider it on the day I request ke the day you terima? Bukan apa, I tanak you ingat I tak ingat tarikh engagement kita kan..

(muntah)

Anyway, since I’m engaged to her, you guys better listen up. Firstly, I don’t mind (at all) if her girlfriends nak rapat2 dengan dia. By all means, tafaddhal. But for guys.. Please bear in mind that she is engaged to me. So do me a favour and hold back all those flirting and talking nonsense, thank you. Or I’ll come and get you. I can be scary if I want, mind you.

So no very unnecessary calls or things like that. I can be very possessive and I make no apologies for that. So again, it’s alright if you want to continue being friends with her but just bear in mind she’s currently engaged to me. So harap jangan nak macam2 ye.

(muntah muntah)

However, I have this to say. If any one of you is sincerely and honestly interested in her, I shall concede defeat. But only if you are really sincere in taking care of her for the rest of your life, and you understand fully well the commintments that come with it. And of course, you’ve done your istikharah and you are confident that she is the one for you. If that’s the case then please, proceed to winning her heart and the approval of her parents. But only if you sincerely have marriage in mind, and not just ‘trying things out and see if it works’. Jangan nak suddenly one day, after ‘trying out’, you decide that she’s not the one for you and ask her to move on or something like that. Haaak ptui!!! No such thing ok! You better consider properly and perform your istikharah well. She is not a rag doll who is void of feelings and emotions. She’s a respectable lady, and she is definitely not keen on just ’trying things out’.

So it’s either you’re very serious and ready for commitment or you better shift your target. Coz I’m not gonna lose her to someone who doesn’t deserve her. No no.

So Halima dear, we’re going to stay engaged until someone who fits the criterias mentioned sweep you off your feet ok? You jaga diri baik2 k you. I ni kuat jealous tau. And you don’t worry k. I pun akan jaga diri I baik2 macam mana I nak you jaga diri you. It’s only fair kan? So kite sama2 jaga diri k you? And promise me we’re gonna stay engaged melainkan takdir menentukan yang sebaliknya (psst psst. iaitu da jumpe jodoh yang SEBENAR. HAHAHA).

(muntah DARAH!!!!!)

P/s: Please bear in mind that Halima is not the only one engaged. Hannah is too. And they are engaged to EACH OTHER. Thus, whatever’s applicable to one, is applicable to the other. So please bear that in mind as well. Thank you!:D

P/P/s: Maaf kalau the content of this entry ade yang menyinggung sesiapa atau membuat sesiapa turut termuntah (penulis sendiri dah penat muntah, jadi penulis paham sangat). Tujuan entry ini hanyalah untuk.. Hmm. Takpela, kalau paham, paham la. Tak paham then just take it as a crazy entry. Hehe :)

Anyway, tengah trying on the poll function. Feel free to vote! Hehe (btw, there’s a typo. It’s actually “congrats you TWO!” Hehe)

 18th October was great. I went to this seminar at CSC. I was there only for the first session though. That was my inital plan pun, as I wanted to jalan raya with my sec4 classmates. But after the very engaging first session, I thought I would just stay instead.

..Which happened to be a huge mistake. Aha. For me la, personally. No offence meant to anybody else. Why? Hmm. How do I put it across? Ok no1 reason, it was simply not as engaging as the 1st session. And.. I kinda knew what they were going to talk about, their stand, and what they would want to convince us of.. How did I know? Aha. Because I remembered seeing one of the speakers in another talk, although initially I couldn’t remember where on earth have I seen him before.

So he went on and on (in that very very familiar accent. Goshhh. Where have I seen him before ni??) about the Presidents of Indonesia and how fantastic they were, especially Gus Dur.. when suddenly, 30mins later, I remembered clearly!

“Ohhhhhhh. Dr ni rupenye. Yang time tu datang cakap pasal pluralism of religion tu? Ok da malas. Nak jalan raya!!”

Call me conservative, or fundamentalist, or whatever labels you have in mind, but tauhid is tauhid ok. Of course we can tolerate co-existing peacefully with the non-Muslims, but to the extent of integrating their faith into ours? Like say, a sect that believes its founder to be the Mahdi, the Christian Messiah, an avatar of the Hindu god Krishna, and a reappearance of Muhammad (saw)? Ape tuh? And you promote such beliefs, saying that the Prophet himself would have approved of it if he was still alive?

I’m not trying to discriminate against a speaker or anything, but I’m tired of listening to such arguments, really. And it’s ‘aqeedah we’re talking about here.

Just to share, an entry by a brother who went for the talk too:

http://khairusown.blogspot.com/2008/10/tired-of-this-silly-liberal-or-neo.html

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So I rushed off to my teacher’s place. And I met the girls there. They told me that I would have to squeeze in into one of the two cars (courtesy of Humairah’s father and bro :)). And at that point of time, there were already 11 people. So yeah, 12 people fitting into 2 cars.

And then more and more girls joined us for the jalan raya. So in the end, we had to squeeze 15 people into 2 cars! It’s amazing that we could still make our way all the way to Punggul even in that very cramped condition. But what’s more amazing was how we actually managed to fit everyone inside. Betul2 punye strategise. Duduk senget2 la, pangku2 la, grouped according to sizes la.. So we had like, 7 people in one car, and 8 in the other. And we never failed to draw attention everytime we stopped for the traffic. Everyone would be peering into the cars and smirking. One auntie even went to the extent of counting the number of people in our car. Very funny hor auntie?

And of course, there was me stepping on cat’s poo! It was hillarious I tell you. And poor Izzah had to help me kesat2 the shoe on the grass because.. Ahh it’s a long story. Heh. But anyway, thanks Izzah! And thanks for the perfume too (which I generously sprayed all over the car! haha)! Hehe.

During every jalan raya together, we would always look forward to reach Aisyah Hamid’s house (http://www.lilaisy.blogspot.com/). The deco is nicely done, and the moment we step into her house, we would be greeted with the cooling aircon (already switched on earlier before we came) ready for us, nice aromatherapy filling up our nostrils and of course, glorious food awaiting.

There’s this thing about Aisyah’s mum. Ape pun dia masak, semuanye sedap. And she would always present the food very nicely. Aisyah used to come to school bringing bekal her mum prepared for her just before she went off to work, and no matter how simple it was, mesti ada at least this daun that she would put to ‘beautify’ the food (although Aisyah would throw it away. hehe). And yesterday, we had baked macaroni and chicken campbell soup. Even the chicken campbell soup tasted different from the ones we normally have. :)

I remembered talking to her mum during one of the visits. She gave me a great advice which I will never forget, insyaAllah.

“I enjoy cooking. You have to find joy in cooking. You cannot see it as a chore. When you cook grudgingly and you do not enjoy it, it won’t turn out nice. So you’ve to enjoy it. Same goes to other things in life.”

I thought that was very nice. Cooking has always been seen as a chore, more of a liability that we have no choice but to do it (and a pre-requisite to get married. Haha). Makan maybe still sedap, but maybe it would still be different from someone who takes her time to cook with love and finds joy in knowing that her children – or anyone who eats her cooking – would be fully-satisfied.

I’m feeling warm all over.

Anyway, I think this is very much applicable in other aspects of life too. In performing prayers, for example. I’ve been guilty of rushing through my prayers (with tuma’nina still though, of course. kalau tak tak sah :)). I still pray, yes, but I did not take my time and do it with love. It was just to fulfill a responsibility. I did not take time to absorb fully that this is the Almighty God I’m facing; a time for me to get closer to Him.

I did not take time to absorb fully what I was reading during solat. I read alfatihah, requesting for siratal mustaqim, asking to be guided.. but I read it macam I’m just lazily muttering some random stuffs to a random person. When I was praising Him for His Greatness during my rukuu’ and sujuud, it seemed like I did not mean it as I mumbled those words thrice. Astaghfirullaahal ‘azhiim.

Think about it, have you ever done something which was very very taxing, or exhausting.. but you tolerated it and were still very happy even as you went through the whole trying process? How could you have done it when you’ve went through something way simpler and less tiring, but you ended up giving up on it? It’s because you found joy and you loved doing the first task, while you grudgingly did the second one; already annoyed even before you started on the task. Well, at least I know I’ve been through that too many times before..

Probably macam our experience of squeezing into those two cars. Walaupun badan sakit, kaki sakit, aircon tak kuat dan sebagainye.. We didn’t mind it all and went home still very happy with the whole trip. We could even look back at the experience with fondness and laughter. But imagine, if we were in that situation, and we were heading off to somehere we really didn’t want to go with a group of people we didn’t like? It would have been a terrible nightmare instead.

So there you have it. I’ve got to learn to do things with love. And sincerity. Even if it’s a responsibility, I must learn to appreciate what I’m doing and find joy in doing it. Only then, mundane things – even daily routines – will be pleasant and satisfying. InsyaAllah, I believe this will change the way I do things and ultimately the end product. Why not you try it too? :)

CHECK THIS OUT.

A fatwa against Mickey Mouse

Saudi sheikh slams Disney icon as ‘a soldier of Satan,’ says ‘impure corrupter’ must be killed according to Islamic law

Maybe Islamic cleric Muhammad Al-Munajid is just more of a Bugs Bunny sort of guy?

In an interview with Al-Majd Television the sheikh, a former diplomat who once served in the Saudi embassy in Washington, condemned cartoons that endear rodents to their viewers.

 Islamic law, he said, sees the mouse as “a repulsive, corrupting creature” while children today see mice as loveable and “awesome” because of animated shows like Tom and Jerry, and Disney staple Mickey Mouse.

“Mickey Mouse has become an awesome character, even though according to Islamic law, Mickey Mouse should be killed in all cases,” Al-Munajid tells the interviewer.

“The shari’a refers to the mouse as ‘little corrupter,’ and says it is permissible to kill it in all cases. It says that mice set fire to the house, and are steered by Satan. The mouse is one of Satan’s soldiers,” he goes on to say.

I do not know what could have possibly led to such nonchalance. Probably one of these three factors:

• assuming that I was not wrong in the first place
• assuming that I was already forgiven
• assuming that I will be forgiven

Yeah. Probably kan. Probably that is why sometimes, I do not bother saying sorry.

I was thinking, since I was young, I’ve noticed this tactic being employed by those around me at times (and of course, I’ve used it myself too – probably even more frequently). What’s the tactic I’m referring to? K let’s imagine this.

B has done something wrong to C. B knew that C was angry at B although C did not verbalise it by shouting at B or insulting him/her back or whatever it is la. But B knew C is angry, and B did not feel like pacifying C. So they both did not talk to each other then SUDDENLY one day..

B: C, I’m thinking of getting something. Let’s go out together.

C: Oh. ok.

or

B: Hello, I tried calling you but you didn’t pick up.

C : Oh, I was in the toilet.

B : *proceeded to chatting normally as if nothing has happened at all*

(or something like that)

Macam pernah dengar tak? Agak2 macam merepek tak?

It’s such a simple thing to comprehend. You’ve done something wrong, you feel bad about it because you actually do have a conscience, and you want that person to not hold it against you anymore. So what should we do class? Very good. Apologise. 

Unfortunately, sometimes, some people just forget about the APOLOGISE part and jump straight into conversations as if nothing happened at all.

Not that it is always wrong. Probably it is ok for things which are ’setakat’. Maybe like, a slight disagreement on whether we should go to Pe’ah’s house first for jalan raya or we should just head straight to Bedah’s.

But for other matters? True, one might argue that, the person who was offended is actually someone close who can always ‘give and take’ in matters like this, and would have forgiven the offender. But really, what is so wrong with apologising for a mistake I myself have committed against another being? No matter how he/she is close to me. Do I expect to be forgiven everytime without even saying a simple ‘Im sorry for hurting you’?

And just imagine if it’s a you’ve-hurt-my-pride-and-dignity punya issue. =)

K la, probably those who do that always have husnuzzhon (think positively/good suspicions – more literal) towards the offended. “Ala, bual2 dengan dia macam biase je mesti dia ok.” Yela, bagusla kalau nak view someone as forgiving, but really, how well do I know her? Although she might talk to me jugak macam biasa, but do I have any idea how she feels inside? She might have had to go through a battle with herself to just forget about what I’ve done to her and forgive me for it, so that she can talk to me like how she used to and not ruin the friendship.

Or probably because the offender does not think that it is a big issue. But you see, something that might seem trivial to the offender, might actually be something very offensive to the offended. So really, why risk it? Especially if I value the relationship. I wouldn’t want to be mistaken as someone who takes relationships for granted kan?

Or because, the offender is not someone who needs apologies. Yela, ada orang memang macam tu. If someone has offended them or anything, she just needs time to cool off and then voila! she can just speak and act around the person like how she used to, and she doesn’t feel a need for them to talk about the issue. Orang2 yang macam ni memang best, but kita dalam Islam diajar untuk tidak melupakan orang2 yang kurang berkemampuan. Anda mungkin dah hebat boleh maafkan orang tanpa perlu orang minta maaf, tapi orang lain ramai yang tak sehebat anda. Jadi tak bolehlah anda nak samakan diri anda yang hebat tu dengan orang lain kan? Bukan apa, cuma ingatlah pada mereka yang kurang berkemampuan:)

And yes, actions speak louder than words, but sometimes words are what we need. Coz really, sometimes, I feel it is wayy easier to be nice and doing favours for someone whom I have just offended than to actually go up to her and apologise for it. Probably it’s the big fat ego. So I believe sometimes, words of apologies can sometimes reflect the innermost sincerity.

So come on Umm Sofiyyah. You can do this. At least a sincere, heartfelt “I’m sorry for what I’ve said/done just now, ya?”. Even for things which seem trivial to you, just please, exercise some thoughts for the person whom you have offended.

Syawal masih ada. It is good if we can use this opportunity to minta2 maaf dengan orang lain. But for issues yang kecik2, ok la kan if you wanna go “minta maaf eh kalau ade terkasar bahasa, tersilap kata etcetc”.. but there are issues in which we might have to be specific about it. Wallahua’lam.

 So please, let me be specific to you should you feel I need to.

Ilalliqa’, insyaAllah (:

A reply to Eusof’s comment, which provided the link to Dr Yusuf Qardhawi’s fatwa on the issue mentioned in my previous post (yang pasal salam2 ok. bukan pasal polyclinic tau. hehe)

The link:

http://eusof.multiply.com/journal/item/1/Shaking_Hands_with_Women_An_Islamic_Perspective

Bismillah.

Ok. I pick two excerpts from the article:

1) “Firstly, shaking hands between males and females who are not mahrams is only permissible when there is no desire or fear of fitnah. But if there is fear of fitnah, desire, or enjoyment, then handshaking is no doubt haram (unlawful). In contrast, if either of these two conditions (that there is no desire or fear of fitnah) is lacking between a male and any of his female mahrams, such as his aunt or foster sister or the like, then handshaking will be haram (although it is originally permissible).”

-> interesting. but in my humble, personal opinion, there is no way we can know bila-bila boleh ada terdetik that feeling. To the anak sedara, maybe she has no feeling towards the pakcik, but she might never know if her soft and supple palm might stir something – walaupun as kecik as an atom – within her pakcik. I know it sounds macam eww hannah merepek nye nak piker macam tuuu! (heh), but.. it might seem merepek to us, but it is not impossible kan?

I am not, please, I am NOT indicating that our pakcik/ makcik might harbour ill desires towards their own spouses’ anak sedara, but matters like this are sometimes beyond one’s control. Especially masalah2 biology ni kaan. hehe. And being in a position where we know the hukum, and our respected pakcik or makcik might not, I think it would be better if we can help to show them. I know I sound radical to many of you, and I sincerely apologise for that. But this is jus a personal opinion and I understand that it is easy for me to say that because I am not in this difficult position. And I respect differences in opinion, so ok-ok aja! (:

2) “Secondly, handshaking between males and females who are not mahrams should be restricted to necessary situations such as between relatives or those whose relationships are established by marriage. It is preferable not to expand the field of permissibility in order to block the means to evil and to be far away from doubt and to take the Prophet (peace and blessings be upon him) as a model when there is no proof that he shook hands with a non-mahram woman. Also, it is preferable for the pious Muslim, male or female, not to stretch out his/her hand to shake the hand of anyone of the opposite sex who is not mahram. But if he/she is put in a situation that someone stretches out his/her hand to shake hands with him/her, then he/she can do that.”

-> Betul betul betul.. It’s best that one who already knows to not be the one who stretches your hands out in these situations. :)

‘Ala kulli haal, there’s always differences of opinions. I am just a nobody in this particular field jadi takut nak cakap banyak2. Cuma, in my opinion, what I know is, you can only have physical contact with your mahrams. And in that particular verse, it has been laid down clearly who are those who would qualify as mahrams. So to me, it’s best that we avoide it altogether :) But of course, again, this is from someone who does not face such a problem so I might not understand fully the complications that some of you might be facing.:)

Plus, since da ada fatwa on this issue, we are all free to choose which opinions we are more inclined to AFTER weighing the arguments presented. And of course, with this in mind, one shouldn’t be judgemental of those who differ from their opinions and practices. For example, hannah can’t go “ee de salam makcik de yang bukan makcik de. aiyo dosee. dia mesti orang jahat sebab suke salam2 makcik de kan kan?”  Haha. That would be shallow, kan? ;)

p/s: again, thank you so much eusof for sharing this with us. Jazaakallahu khairal jazaa’ ya aba sofyan :)

Okeh. CONFIRMED.

Mari kita baca ayat di atas again. What do we notice? There is absolutely no mention of COUSINS or UNCLES/ AUNTIES who are not related to us by blood, but through marriage (eg, my mother’s sister’s husband). So meaning.. Kalau dengan dorang, kita kene tutup aurat and tak boleh salam2 laa~ (:

When I was much younger, I was very very close to some of my cousins (boys). Sebab tu la dulu tu tomboy. We played power rangers la, flashman la, mask man la, dragon ball la.. macam2! We ate together, we sometimes slept on the same pillow (I remembered once, I was sleeping over at my cousins’, and I slept in between the both of my male cousins ok. Pas tu my makcik kata me and one of them hugged each other mcm bantal. TSK TSK TSK. ), and we even bathed together (when we were VERY VERY kecik la ok). That was how close we were.

And I believe that many of you readers have had similar experiences before too. However, I believe that we must all understand that no matter how close we were, or we are, to our cousins, the fact remains that we are not their mahrams. Thus, it is important that we keep to our physical boundaries when interacting with each other.

A friend of mine once argued, a male cousin who is the son to our fathers’ brothers, can be considered as mahram as he is one of those in the hierarchy of list for wali. True, he is, but fact remains that he is not a mahram. My ustazah once quoted an example of a couple in Johor Baharu. They are both the children to their respective paternal uncles. However, the girl had no one else left and except for him that would fit the criteria of becoming a wali, that he himself became her wali. So my ustazah said it was cute in the sense that he shook the hands of the Qadhi twice. Once to serahkan hak menikahkan pada Qadhi, secondly, to terima nikah tu. Hehe.

As for uncles or aunts who are not related to us by blood, some might argue that we are not allowed to marry them kan, so why do we still have to behave as if they are our non-mahrams? Sebab memang pun. We are only prohibited from marrying them TEMPORARILY – for as long as they remain married to our real uncles or aunts. Once they are divorced, we are automatcially allowed to marry them if we want to. On the other hand, say, for one cannot marry his stepmother even if she is later divorced from his father. (:

Why am I bringing this up? Ni lah jalan2 raya ni kan.. Sometimes I notice, we don’t really observe the above matters I’ve mentioned above. Hmmm.. I know why! Maybe terconfuse la kan da banyak2 sangat. Hehe. Maybe. Tapi, now that we know the real hukum to the issue, I believe we should all not get confused again in the future, hokey? (:

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I was so so slenger just now ok. I went to Bedok Polyclinic as I needed an MC for yesterday (that GEN BIO LAB SESSION LA. Thats why I dun like science. Arts better. Tak datang tutorial takyah nak MC2. Can just do a make-up! :p ). Skali tu, I saw this sign “THE CLINIC TODAY IS VERY CROWDED. THE AVERAGE WAITING TIME IS 3 HOURS. PLEASE COME BACK AGAIN LATER OR AT ANOTHER DAY. ALTERNATIVELY, YOU CAN GO TO THESE CLINICS NEARBY”.

Haiihhh. I definitely can’t come at another day, and the other clinics mahal la kan (sebab actually bukan sakit ape sangat pun. Fatigue je. So macam tak worth it:p ). So I stayed on. So masuk la, confident terus pegi counter, took out my IC.

“Yes?”, the lady at the counter asked.

“Erm.. I wanna see the doctor?”

“Ya ok. Take a number la?”

“Ohh. Erm.. Where do I take it from?”

“There lor” *points at the machine just a few steps away behind me and giving me that selenger-nye-kau punye look*

Suke2 je eh. Orang queue ramai2, then came Miss Hannah going straight up to the counter. Haiih.

“Asal ni lambat naaah? Orang da sakit perot nii. Nak pi toileet. Why isn’t my number being called at the dispensing counter dari tadi nii? “

-1 hr later-

“Ehh. Da tinggal berapa orang aje ni.. Orang2 blakang counter pun sume da balek. Tinggal satu je yang kat dalam. Asal tak panggel 2555??? “

“Erm, excuse me, can I know why isn’t my number being called yet?”

“There’s nothing in the box what. Where’s your prescription?”

“Ohh. You mean I have to put my prescription in this box is it?”

“Ya la!” *grumbling to her friend inside* “Never put prescription in the box, ask why never call her number!”

AHHH. Malu okeyy. Slenger kan? ): And I wasted an hour just like that! Kalau lah tanya siang2! ):

But cannot blame me jugak la kan. The last time I was there was years ago. And tadi I was alone. Tsk tsk.

Or maybe it’s because of my assignments. Dah berduyun2 nak terrorise over my life dah.

Doakan ye semua (:

P/s: Miss Farna and Dhuha, hoping you girls are doing well over there.  My prayers are always with you. Hafizakumallah. Miss you girls much. Mmuah! (:

You know, when I was younger, I used to have diaries to record the events that happened in my life (then I gave up because my mum kept reading it. Habes semua rahsia). Then as I got older, I had diaries to record what jiwang2 words I heard of, or thought of (actually kan.. ah never mind that. heh). I still remember one of the jiwang words I heard of and then writing it down in my diary. Nak tau ape? Hihih.

Tercipta wanita dari rusuk lelaki,

bukan dari kepala untuk disanjungi,

bukan pula dari kaki untuk ditindasi,

tapi dekat di lengannya untuk dilindungi,

dekat juga di hatinya untuk disayangi.

Tu kira macam feeling habes ah tu. Romantic nah la tu. Oh by the way, for those who would prefer an English translation for that, I found this picture:

Awww. I just love love looove the picture. So sweeeeet. *off to dreamland again*

Ok back. So anyway, those are of course, not my words (hehe). And this whole idea of a woman created from the rib of a man was said to be derived from hadeeths of the Prophet saw.

عن أبي هريرة. قال: قال رسول الله صلى الله عليه وسلم: إن المرأة كالضلع. إذا ذهبت تقيمها كسرتها.

Sesungguhnya perempuan itu seperti tulang rusuk. Jika kamu ingin memperbetulkannya kamu akan mematahkannya. (Hadis riwayat Muslim no: 1468.)

and..

عن أبي هريرة عن النبي صلى الله عليه وسلم قال: (من كان يؤمن بالله واليوم الآخر فلا يؤذي جاره واستوصوا بالنساء خيرا، فإنهن خلقن من ضلع، وإن أعوج شيء في الضلع أعلاه، فإن ذهبت تقيمه كسرته، وأن تركته لم يزل أعوج، فاستوصوا بالنساء خيرا .

Sesiapa yang beriman dengan Allah dan Hari Akhirat, maka janganlah menyakiti jirannya dan hendaklah dia menjaga wanita dengan sebaik-baiknya kerana sesungguhnya mereka diciptakan daripada tulang rusuk. Sesungguhnya tulang rusuk yang paling bengkok ialah yang paling atas, jika kamu berusaha untuk membetulkannya kamu akan mematahkannya, jika kamu terus biarkan begitu ia akan terus bengkok. Oleh itu terimalah pesanan supaya menjaga wanita-wanita dengan baik. (Hadis riwayat al-Bukhari no: 4890)

Ok, if you read it at a glance, it might seem that indeed women are said to be created from the ribs of men. However, Muhammad Hanief Bin Awang Yahya argued otherwise in his article in Darul Kauthar( http://www.darulkautsar.com/article.php?ArticleID=367 ).

You can read the full article at the link above, but I’m just going to highlight the important points from his argument.

“Kita sering mendengar cerita bahawa Hawa diciptakan daripada tulang rusuk Adam…”

Yes, yes! That’s what I read… No?

“Kenyataannya ialah tidak ada satupun ayat al-Quran dan Hadis Rasulullah s.a.w. yang jelas menyebutkan hakikat kejadian Hawa. Al-Quran tidak menyebutkan Hawa dicipta daripada Adam tetapi manusia itu dicipta daripada jiwa yang satu. Apa yang disebutkan di dalam al-Quran ialah manusia itu diciptakan daripada jenis yang sama dengannya juga. Seorang manusia tentunya ibu bapanya manusia juga bukan makhluk yang lain. “

Oh yes. In Quran, there was never a mention of the ribs in the creation of men and women. It’s either the tiin (clay) or the maniyy (sperm). Hmm.

So why this confusion?

• Israiliyyat factors. There were accounts that gave specific mention that Hawa (or Eve) was created from the rib of Adam when he was sleeping in Jannah. However, the author argued that all these accounts were based only on earlier accounts in the Bible, Talmud and such other sources. In other words, nothing from the QURAN, and HADEETH that gave any specific mention about Hawa being created from rusuk Adam a.s. The explanation can only be found in sources besides THOSE TWO. So that’s why it is said to be “israiliyyat”. (for better explanations and books you can read up on this issue, please refer to: ( http://drmaza.com/arkib_utusan/?p=14   and http://rilekwancorner.blogspot.com/2008/09/sejarah-zaman-khulafaur-rasyidin.html)

• Not understanding that the hadeeth is just a metaphor. It is just to indicate how women should be treated and guided with care and gentleness. The author supported this argument with some technical terms (khususkan yang ‘amm tanpa nas, salah faham akan kata sendi ‘min’ etc), but he also used another hadeeth to illustrate his point (which I think can send the message across to those who don’t really understand the other arguments.)

• عن أبي قلابة، عن أنس رضي الله عنه: أن النبي صلى الله عليه وسلم كان في سفر، وكان غلام يحدو بهن يقال له أنجشة، فقال النبي صلى الله عليه وسلم: (رويدك يا أنجشة سوقك بالقوارير). قال أبو قلابة: يعني النساء.

   

  • Daripada Abu Qilabah daripada Anas bin Malik bahawa Rasulullah s.a.w. berada dalam satu perjalanan. Ada seorang budak yang dikenali dengan Anjisyah menarik unta yang ditunggangi oleh wanita-wanita. Lalu Rasulullah s.a.w. bersabda: Wahai Anjisyah! Perlahankanlah kerana yang kamu tarik itu ialah botol-botol kaca. Perawi, Abu Qilabah, berkata: Maksudnya ialah wanita-wanita. (Hadis riwayat al-Bukhari no: 5857.)

  So we see yet another metaphor. In this hadeeth, the prophet referred to the ladies as glass bottles. But that doesn’t mean that women are glass bottles or made of glass bottles, or whatever  we have in mind. It is just using objects to symbolically refer to the ladies to show how they should always be treated with such care and gentleness. However it is important to note that these metaphors were never meant to degrade women by striking similarities between them and those objects. Oh no no. Tapi kalau ade yang nak argue macam tu jugak, maaf, sini bukan tempatnya ye:)

So there you have it. Women must not be assumed to have been created from the ribs of men. Neither can Hawa be assumed to have been created from the rib of Adam a.s. Why? Simply because we do not have CLEAR evidences from te Quran and Hadeeth that stated so. You can only find such explanations from sources other than those two. So why risk it, right? :)

Haihh. So the words that seemed oh-so-romantic were based on some israiliyyat version of how Hawa was created? But come to think about it, it’s better! Like can say to the men:

“Look, we came from the same source as you did (not from something more inferior – your rib)! And the reason you have to be so gentle and nice to us is not because we are inferior in that sense, but just because Allah and Prophet said so. Nanny nanny poo poo! ” :D

Ehhh. But I still like the sweet picture tau..  So I’m going to keep it still although serious changes must be made to the picture. *nods knowingly*

TADAAAAA! (setakat, I know. hehehe)

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To Abu Raiyan and Ibnu Leman (cepat2 pegi cari kunyah ok? hehe). Selamat berangkat balek ke Madinah! Jealous sebab tak dapat ikot.. :( Tapi you’re right. When my time comes, I’ll be able to go there. Nak jadi tamu kena tunggu restu Tuan Rumah, right? So doakan k korang? :)

Be strong ok you guys. Take it that those who generalized against you all did not know any better. I’m sure if they had known you, and korang nye stand on issues, they would not have passed such an unjustified generalization against you both, especially:) But hey, be thankful that God chose you guys to be tested with such ujians and entrusted with such responsibilities. Means you’re strong enough in His eyes, coz laa yukallifullahu nafsan illaa wus’ahaa, right? :)

Time check : 12.40am.

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OK OK OK.

Ohh. kejap. Ingat ye.. email hotmail tengah takleh pakai. Jadi email kat gmail k. nurhannah@gmail.com.

Da! Ok bye.

Would you..?

 Would you stride down the same old path together with her, day after day after day?

Would you take her hand and brave every storm that comes your way?

Would you still at the end of the day, no matter how tired you are, find time to share your day with her?

Would you still be as delighted whenever you receive a kiss from her?

Would you still be finding joy in teasing her and making her laugh?

Would you still put on your best clothes, and take her out on romantic dates?

Would you still accompany her for long walks by the beach?

Would you still come up with sweet, little surprises for her every now and then?

Would you still be taking care of her when she’s old and weak?

Would you still kiss her with the same passion and tenderness like you first did?

Would you still look into her eyes and find the beauty in her, no matter how out of shape she has become?

Would she be able to look into your eyes, and find the same sincerity and love you had for her when you first got married?

Would you still keep a picture of yourself with her old, wrinkled self and put it in that special corner in your wallet?

 Would you hold her hands and never let go, till the day God says you should?

I’ve been wanting to do a post on this tapi tak terbuat2. Then today, tiba2 I found reasons to do so. 

” hmm.. was walking in the neighbourhood this morning when I saw an old couple probably in their 60s maybe even 70s. They were walking hand-in-hand slowly, probably towards the market..

coincidentally, the man was carrying a paper bag peppered with heart shapes..

I thought, hm thats an ideal way to grow old with your wife..

Awwwwwwwww… (hahah!)” – redtide.

ni sume redtide punye pasal. tsk.