Sesedih sedih aku pun..

As much as I am sad of the demise of my mum, I think it cannot be compared to my friend's sadness.

Ms Y just lost her father. Ms Y is a revert and the rest of her family are not. Knowing that her father died as a disbeliever distraught her tremendously. For we all know the fate of the disbelievers.

I have no words to comfort her. I am just lending her my ears...

We had a small talk with Ukht Waf. And Ms Y raised a few questions..

My father is living in a country which has no knowledge of Islam. The only knowledge of Islam we have is the man can marry four, the muslims do not eat pork and they like to fight and create war. We know nothing of Islam. Can this be considered as deprived of the knowledge of Islam that Allah may forgive one for that?



(silence filled the room)



You know my father never worshiped idols. He does not believe in all that. I have talked to him. He believes in God. Can that be considered he is not a mushrik?



(further silence)



When I heard he was really sick, I told my sister to put the phone on his ears, and I recited the shahadah to his ears. Who knows that he actually believe then.



(still silence)



Can I make a dua for him?

No. Sister you cannot.


I cannot? Not at all? But if we are righteous child, we can make dua for our parents..

Only if the parents are muslim sister.

And Ms Y cried.



And I further realised how much Merciful Allah is. Even after the death of our parents, we can still pray for their forgiveness. And their good deeds and good ilmu they spread will still work for them. Do we even realise how comforting that is to our heart? Knowing we can do such and such for our parents and also for ourselves?

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Teringat kisah Nabi Muhammad masa the Year of Grief. masa time ni, the muslims kena economy sanction by the Quraish. Tahun ni jugalah Khadijah r.a. dan juga bapa saudara nabi, Abu Talib meninggal dunia.

Kita semua tau kan, despite the closeness of our Prophet s.a.w. to his uncle, his uncle remained a mushrik till the day he died. This grieved our prophet very much. And he made dua to seek for forgiveness for his uncle. And Allah revealed this verse

It is not (proper) for the Prophet and those who believe to ask Allâh's Forgiveness for the Mushrikûn (polytheists, idolaters, pagans, disbelievers in the Oneness of Allâh) even though they be of kin, after it has become clear to them that they are the dwellers of the Fire (because they died in a state of disbelief). Tawbah 9: 113

This ayah was also revealed

Verily! You (O Muhammad SAW) guide not whom you like, but Allâh guides whom He wills. And He knows best those who are the guided Al Qasas 28:56

Dan teringat jugak kisah Nabi Nuh. When he pleaded his son, who was a disbeliever, to follow him to the ark. But his son refused and claimed that he can save himself by climbing up the mountain. He was later engulfed in the high water.

As a father, Prophet Noah a.s., was sad to see his son died in the water, he asked Allah.

And Nûh (Noah) called upon his Lord and said, "O my Lord! Verily, my son is of my family! And certainly, Your Promise is true, and You are the Most Just of the judges." Hud 11:45

Allah said to him

He said: "O Nûh (Noah)! Surely, he is not of your family; verily, his work is unrighteous, so ask not of Me that of which you have no knowledge! I admonish you, lest you be one of the ignorant." Hud 11:46

And Prophet Noah a.s. repented

Nûh (Noah) said: "O my Lord! I seek refuge with You from asking You that of which I have no knowledge. And unless You forgive me and have Mercy on me, I will indeed be one of the losers." Hud 11:47

The same goes for Prophet Noah a.s wife and Prophet Lut's a.s. wife. Both the women were perished due to their disbelieve

Allah has made an example for those who are an unbelieving people: the wife of Nuh and the wife of Lut. They were married to two of Our servants who were believers, but they betrayed them and were not helped at all against Allah. They were told: "Enter the Fire along with all who enter it." (Surat at-Tahrim 66: 10)

Not to forget the infamous of all Prophet Muhammad's uncle, Abu Lahab.

Perish the two hands of Abû Lahab (an uncle of the Prophet), and perish he![] (1) His wealth and his children will not benefit him! (2) He will be burnt in a Fire of blazing flames! (3) And his wife too, who carries wood (thorns of Sadan which she used to put on the way of the Prophet (SAW) , or use to slander him)[]. (4) In her neck is a twisted rope of Masad (palm fibre).Al Massad 111:1-5

And all of them remained to be among those who disbelieve despite having the best of opportunities being the closest to the prophets and their final abode is the Jahannam.

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Allah knows best.

Hugs Ms Y.

I pray that all of us and also our family will not die unless we are in the state of Islam.

Things That Make Me Go Grrrrr

Now I can tell you among the things that make me go grrr as a continuation that I am garang (last post).

You know when you are at the cashier counter. And you want to fill up the things the cashier just registered. So you have to take up the fresh plastic bag and put your stuff in there. I always have problem with these plastic bags. Somehow they are not Lollies friendly. I always have a hard time opening up the bags. They are forever sticking to each other. I believe the more I rub the bag to open it, more electric charges discharging off of me making the plastics stick even more. It is so frustrating. Even more frustrating when the cashier is done with her job, and I have pile of things to be put in the bag and the waiting queue is long. All staring at me impatiently and no one cute is in the line.

My lover, though, doesn't seem to share this predicament of mine. He does not have any problem with the plastic bags. I retorted and said, that is because you have sticky fingers. Lizards and frogs have them too. :P

Indeed we should go plastic bag-less.

Before typing up this entry, I was enjoy my lempeng laden with onions and chillies. Cicah pulak dengan kari ayam pekat semalam. I ate them when it was still steaming hot. Glorious simple food! I was enjoying the curry swirling in my mouth and the sliced chillies are teasing my tongue when suddenly I found myself biting the food bomb. Do you now what a food bomb is? It's the cardamon. Ohhh and the explosion leaves you with an after taste lingering in your mouth for like the whole day. Total anti climax.

And biting a cardamon is one of the things that makes me go grrrrrr.

I also get Grrr when I accidentally kicked the table's foot or the bed or something. The toe hurt so much that my mind goes blank for a second but the pain remains forever. I really do feel like strangling someone when this happen.

The same goes when I bend down to take cengkih from the lower cabinet only to get up and bump my head on an open drawer above. Sakit tak terkata!

Hmm what else ah? I cannot think anymorelah. My head is steaming now due to the cili pedas in my lempeng. Tapi ahh sedapnya. Obviously by the time I finish typing this the cardamon taste has gone. But I tell you it was there like forever.

I am Garang

Someone just told me that someone said, she takut to want to tegur me. When this someone heard me made a joke, she was really surprised. And actually ask someone, whether I am usually funny?

Hmm

Hmm

Hmm

I really don't know what to make of these.

Am I garang, I ask myself? Do I look that scary and people rather not approach me? Or aloof? Or kerek looking?

And undeniably, I know she is not the first to think so. I know quite numerous people feel the same way. This is more apparent during the working days though. Unfortunately among the female gender.

Self reflect : Tak kot. I think I am friendly. Approachable. Warm. Accommodating.

True self reflect : Hmm perhaps not. Sometimes I probably am not as approachable to people I do not know. Tapi bukan semua orang macam tu ke? Hmm but I do wonder myself why other people make friends more easily than I do. But then, most of the time my efforts are too little.

But if I do fall in love with you, I would go an extra mile for you.

Too Much Romantic

I remembered more than three years ago when my lover announced that he is accepted to come to Qtar. I remembered how I cried. I remembered how I didn't want to go.

I remembered also how depressed I was coming over here. I was either crying or arguing with him. I didn't like everything. I didn't like the lifestyle and the activities that I have to endure here. The makan and makan and makan and pot luck and pot luck and gatherings and gatherings and the borak and borak are just too much for me.

Allah has planned that things happen the way it happened to all of us. My mum passing away was a big milestone for me. So much so, with her death, I knew for certain that I must be with my husband. Life is too short to be away from each other.

Then I started making myself busy and became the ASS and met lots of people and assumed responsibility of editorialship tak fofessional.

Then again I complained to lover about the lack of religious knowledge especially the children. Alhamdullilah, even before I came here I have been teaching Haziq the Iqra' so we just resume from there. There were Fardhu Ain class for the kids but I knew it was not enough. Conducted in mainly Indonesia/ Malaysia was tough for my kids. So I knew I had to give them more. I tried the best I can. Still i don't think it's good enough.

But then again, there are usrah activities. Alhamdulillah for the Ustazs from Indonesia who are here as Muezzin. And there are also efforts bringing in speakers from Malaysia. Abdullah Yassin, Dato' Ismail Kamus, Azmil Mustapha, Dr. Hassan Mahmud Al Hafiz, Hussein Yee (He is coming again this middle of the month), SaifulIslam and many more. Alhamdullilah.

Not to mention International speakers like Hamza Yusuf, Yusuf Islam, Yusuf Estes, Bilal Philips, Yvonne Wridley and many more. They are brought in by F@nar and Qtar Guest Centre.

This year, Alhamdullilah, has turned into an amazing year to quickly eat up the romantic fruits. So much so I have to make a list for you.

Barakallahufik to the Malaysian ladies who put so much effort to start a fardhu ain. they braced through so much politics and perebutan kuasa and bureaucracy. Now the Malaysian fardhu Ain classes are conducted in Fanar every fortnight on Saturday evening. Unfortunately the kids' classes are full. But there are still spaces for the teens. Interested?

Q@tar Guest Centre (QGC), one of the most prominent daawah centre here in Qtar are also conducting classes for children from the age 4-13 on Saturday morning. It's called Q M Y S A P. Qtar Muslim Youth Saturday Programme. They started with the boys' class since last December. Refer to the web page HERE. It's a wonderful programme which not only are offering religious knowledge but also ensuring that they do sports. For mow the kids are doing football, volleyball ad basketball. Soon it will be swimming. And they are also looking at horse riding and archery. Ohh la la. The head of this programme is Dr. Bil@l Philips himself. What more is, the fathers must attend the boys' programme too for they have a class for adults. Kalau tak mo datang, takleh join. Sorry.

They are reviewing the Fundamental of Tawheed and the fathers yang kena buat presentation on each topic. My lover presented a topic on Fortune Telling and Astrology last week. tee he he

They just started the girls programme under the same banner. Alhamdullilah. I uhuk uhuk am the programme's treasurer. Mak gatal volunteer uols. Padan muka kena balancekan balance sheet tiap-tiap minggu! The mothers also must attend the adult class and are also reviewing the same book. Naturally I chose the same topic as lover's to present. Please wonder why. Tee he he The parents must do sports too. Seronok!!

The children are using The Islamic Education books by darussalam. And we are using the Fundamental of Tawheed. I must tell you, I am not entirely fond to read tawheed book. So it's kind of good to be forced even though I have only managed up to page 22. Tulisan dia keciklah uol. Pinau mata makcik ni hah.



I love the idea of this programme. I pray it works out as the per the objectives.

Alhamdullilah, I am still at my arabic and tajweed classes. In the tajweed class we are reciting up to Al A'ala at the moment. I am happy with both of these classes. Indeed, these two classes have opened up so many doors for me. Alhamdullilah by the Grace of Allah. I am ever thankful to Him. May Allah reward all the teachers and sisters there with Jannah.

I am also attending another class which is Tafseer class. At the moment we are doing Al Baqarah (now 74-82). This is just a wonderful class to go to. I have always love tafseer but not as much as these. And I know what she is doing is nothing heavy pun. Just scraping to help us open more doors. I pray that Allah makes it easy for me (and for you) to go to tafseer class. So we can be carried away savouring the world of the Glorious Quran. There are homework of course. Alhamdullilah english is not a problem to me (I am saying this because I notice English is an obstacle for a few sisters. May Allah make it easy for them). I thank Allah and I pray that I can use this ability for His sake.

After the class sometimes we have general lectures on Fiqh and other things. Otherwise normal programme is to review the book The Ideal Muslimah by Dr Muhammad Ali al Hashimi.



My lover has started to take up class too. :D :D :D Alhamdullilah. Allah is most Merciful. Makcik suka banget. He is going to the lectures by Bilal Philips on Tafsir Al Mulk. It's open for both men and ladies (but I tak pergi). Be there at Fanar mosque on Friday between Maghrib and Isyak.



The truth is there are just so many avenues to learn about the deen here. You are really spoilt for choice.

For arabic : Go to either QCPI or Maryam center (the one that I go to) for beginners (FREE). For advanced got to Qtar Guest center ada for men or for women (ada bayar sikit). Go to Qtar Uni. Ramai gak Msians yang pergi ni. (ada bayar banyak). And many more paid ones.

Tajweed : Ustaz-ustaz indonesia. Haziq goes to one. Maryam Centre (the one I go to) and Markaz Mozza, near Al Waab Street and QCPI(FREE). BTW QCPI and Fanar are the same thing.

General Lectures : Do come to our weekly tafseer and general lectures at Markaz Al Zahra (QR200 you get books and stuff throughout the year).

Watch out for talks at Fanar (Hussein Yee is coming 10-14th February. So is his daughter. Both of them are doing tremendous daawah activities). The Malaysians do invite a lot of speakers as well. We have usrah groups and such.

Hadith Class : Every Thursday at fanar after Isyak. Brothers only.

The Lives of the prophets Lecture : For ladies only. If you have teenage girls I suggest you go. At Markaz Al Zahra on Saturday 5-7 p.m.

If you need details just email me at hudishh@gmail.com. But I am not handling any of these activities. I am just dishing information aje.

Anywaaayyyyyyyy..so much of my grief of coming here before. Ask me now, am I happy living here?

The Arabs Took Our Language

Did I ever tell you that I love my new Arabic teacher? Well not lah so new. I have been with her since last October. When she first came to our class, she seemed sooo garang. Her voice was loud and coarse and she seemed tough. But I guess that is the personality of a Palestinian woman. Very strong. When she speaks, she speaks really fast and you can hear her miles away. But she is hilarious! And the best part is, she doesn't even know she is funny. And she loves to wink when she makes jokes, which makes me laugh even more.

Anyway, since most of my readers (I think) are Malays or at least people who understand the Malay Language, you can probably relate to me when I said that some of our vocabularies are similar to the arabic vocab. You know like ilmu, fitnah, tamak, salji and many more.

So it is not surprising that when my teacher introduces new words, I would say, hey, we use the same word too. And it's not just us the Malays, the urdu language use alot of arabic words too. (In my class there are Malaysians, Indonesians, Hindi, Pakistani, Phillipines and Barbados. SO we have samples only from these countries)

Tired of keep pointing out that we use the same word too, she said, "Yeah! Yeah! I know. We borrow it from you." Hahahhahahhaha!

From then on, each time there is a new similar word, I would say, "Why you arabs are taking so many of our language?" She would laugh so hard and ruffle my errr hijab. By the way she loves to ruffle my head (should be hair, but since I have the hijab on..) She would reply and said, "We are borrowing language from all over the world, the Malay, Urdu and God knows what.". And the way she said it, with her booming coarse voice and her laughing face, made it so hilarious sampai meleleh air mata aku.

It's funny because we all know that it's not true. The arabic vocabularies are so rich and so clever and twisting.

Ana uhibbu mmudarisati fi Lillah.

Ana - I
uhibbu - I love (can omit the word ana if you use uhibuu)
mudarisati - my (female) teacher
fi Lillah - for the sake of Allah.

Signs

After three years staying in a gulf country, I think I can read some tell tale signs and forecast the change of season. I blogged sometime in November 2006 that one of tell tale signs that winter is coming is the morning fog. Read it HERE. And then of courselah the drop of temperature gradually. And the nice breeze and the calmer sun and flowers blooming everywhere. Read it HERE.

Likewise, when winter is ending, you will also be greeted with the morning fog. And temperature increase (huhuhu). Warmer breeze. And probably browning plants.

I went to the Aspire last Friday morning, which is by the way what we, the whole family, are doing every Friday morning since the winter started. It's really nice there in the morning. We try to uhuk uhuk jog, uhuk uhuk brisk walk or just walk or even taking a picture of my man doing the karate kid stunt. The Aspire has great jogging tracks and they make it slightly hilly so even if you don't run, at least you need effort to walk. The kids really need this. And I don't really like sedentary lifestyle that we have to live due to our current living environment. So haziq and jack ride their bikes and Sya rollerblades (early birthday present. better buy now when it's cold). Lover grumbles alot because he cannot continue his sleep. Then when I told him, I will go even if he is not coming (because the kids really do wake up early for this), terpaksalah gak dia ikut. Tee he he. Gertak acah aje tu.

Anyway last Friday we were greeted with a very dense fog. The kids were quiet on the way because it was kind of scary. There are always accidents on the road during this fog. Piled-up kind of accidents.

And when we got there it was kinda ghostly, but very nice.





Tapi winter dah nak habis. Huhuhu. temperature now is about 32C tengahari and pagi about 15C.

Make Room for Haziq

Haziq has been pestering me for a separate room ever since he turned 10 last summer. He has been sharing room with Sya all this while. And Jack with me.

In the house I am residing now, we only have three rooms. My bilik beradu, Sya and Haziq's room and the majlees. If I give Haziq the majlees, I don't have a room where my guests can come in and sit and enjoy the glorious food I cook.

I thought for quite sometime about this, and I come to what I call a win-win situation. I am giving Haziq a room and I am also keeping the majlees.

The majlees is actually quite big. So I thought of dividing the room, half for Haziq's room and the other half can still be used as a majlees. Haziq was also asked to sacrifice his room for sleepover guests to which he delightfully agreed. As long as he has a room of his own.

And that is why we painted the room. Just to give it a fresher look. We went to get some new furniture for him. Haziq was ecstatic but Sya was a bit sad. All these hype of getting new stuff and she is not getting anything. Kesian sangat kat dia.

Today I want to be one of the bloggers yang show and tell. So some photos of the two-in-one room. Jeng jeng jeng..

Majlees first..







Alhamdullilah, even with the new arrangement, I can still use the arab sofas albeit it is in a smaller space. The good thing is guests can get more intimate.

To make a clear separation between the two areas, I used gobok and a partition. Clever kan? Initially I thought of putting up a plywood wall like. Scrap that idealah. I think this natural separation is much better. Yang lagi bestnya, we now have a new wardrobe. So duvet yang asalnya bawak katil telah di susun rapi. Lover took advantage and dump his suitlah, baju melayulah kat situ. To the dismay of Haziq. What? You think all of these are for you?

Of courselah you can still see the study table and the shelf and kalau gatal jugak nak peek, you can see the bed. Tak apalah..

And now presenting to you Haziq's room.



Well, the room is not so big, but sufficient I think.

I am actually very happy with the turnout. It's more than what I expected, Alhamdullilah.

Some touch ups (yang tak tau bilalahkan), new curtain and some canvas paintings to be put behind the wardrobe.

Anyway untuk Sya yang jeles tak keruan itu, I bought her a lava lamp. Sukaaa.

The new arrangement is that JackJack is to sleep with Sya. They love it. Ooohh sungguh adult. Tapi ibu dia di landa kerinduan.

Confession : There was this this one time when the nights were very cold. I was told by Sya that Jack woke up and told her, that he is cold. Then I errr broke all the SuperNanny's rule and whispered to Jack, if you are cold, you can come over to my room and sleep with me. And he did...many many nights. I don't know when he walk in, but in the morning I found him under my wangi armpit. *GRINS* And with very heavy heart told him, tomorrow you must sleep in your room ok?

But that was early of January. Now they make arrangement of their own. Either all of them bunk in Haziq's or Haziq menyelit in theirs. Hmm apa-apalah. Janji senang hati. And Jack has not come in my room since.

Kalau nak rehat-rehat boleh off lampu and baring-baringan

A few Steps More

To tell you the truth, I was one of those who never really believe in the boycott campaign. I don't think, with the little power we have we can change the policy of those who strive to transgress.

However, my view has somewhat changed recently especially after the Gaza issue (don't think they have truly stop bombing. A few days ago they just strike Gaza's beach area. report by Dr Azh@r). I still think with my little boycott effort, and even with many people out there, we won't change policies. But this boycott is actually for me. For me to feel that I have done something to change. I must feel that I have done something in my power to try to make a change. When I pass by the food court and the only normal logical food to take is Mek Dee, I strive to not and pray that my intentions are ikhlas. I see it as something tangible I can hold on to, like a sacrifice I am doing in the hope that it will change ME.

Aliya tagged me to list things that I am boycotting, I am trying to boycott and 5 more things that I will find hard to boycott.

Perhaps we can inspire each other and we continue to blow inspiration. And while that we make our intention to pray for our brethren in gaza especially and also throughout the world.

Before I list the products, I must tell you that I am only trying to boycott the products as per the inmind recommendation. You can find it HERE. I am not boycotting just any products recommended by many flying emails just because. I personally think I do not want to make it too hard on myself. Furthermore the inmind site has put some evidence and explained their recommendation thoroughly. I find these reasonable. Lack of iman from my side perhaps, Astaghfirullah, but I prefer not to make a random boycott just because a product is an U.S. product. (Hmm will you shoot me for this?)

5 products that I have already boycott
1. C0ke. This one is easy for I don't take carbonated gas. I do occasionally sip mirinda orange but C0ke tak apalah.

2. Set@rbucks. Actually I do like their doughnut. But the Set@rbucks over here has no doughnut so I have not been visiting set@rbucks for a long time. Plus there are quite a lot of cafes everywhere. So this one can let go lah.

3. L'0real. Well I am not a loyal fan. But I do use their toner for now. Did I tell you that if I am currently using any of the boycotted product, I am not going to throw them just because. I will exhaust them and not purchase them after, insya Allah. And with L'0real, according to the inmind site, comes Lanc0me and Bi0therm and R@lph L@uren. All products I am using. So huhuhu..tapi tak apa I am willing to let go.

4.J0hns0n & J0hns0n. Even though I still have two big bottles of kids shampoo and conditioner. But I am already starting to boycott (after I finish the shampoos though)

5. Delt@ G@lil also supplies to Marks & Specer and G@p and R@lph L@uren and DeeKNY and C@lvin Kle]n. Thus Insya Allah I will try to avoid the apparels from these brands. Marks & Specer are on a big sales here. Sila pandang dari jauh saja.

Actually for me there is no distinguish between i have boycott and i will start to boycott bearing in mind that I have never boycott anything before. I guess for me it's the degree of boycott. The first five in the list are products that I rarely buy anyway perhaps one or two while the second list are things that I usually buy.

5 Products I will Start to Boycott

1. Timberl@nd. Huhuhu. Both my lover and I love their products. We love theire shirts, their jackets and their shoes. Sigh! It's a strive, Insya Allah.

2. Esteeee L@uder. I like their perfume and some of its affiliate companies. I'll stick to Ch@nel then.

3. Mek Don@lds. My kids were slightly not happy for this. But we have discussed this together. May Allah bless my children for their little jihad. Haziq loves the cheeseburger. I love fish fillet. And we all love the cheap QR1 icecream. But there is still burger king ice cream yang also QR1. (Burger king is not in the inmind's list)

4. Nest1e. Well well well, I am using nesc@fe, mil0, m@ggi, Nid0 (susu tepung) and sometimes K1t K@t. The toughest one is mil0. Is ovaltine nice?

5. Carfour. Initially I don't really want to boycott Carfour. According to inmind, Carfour's role is on their ladies intimate apparel and socks that are using Delt@ G@lil products. Delt@ G@lil is the one that you need to boycott. But then since it is not too hard to boycott Carfour for there are many alternatives. I thought why not.

5 products that are hard to boycott

1. 20th century F0x. Kalau beli pirate ok?

2. D1sney. Hmm I don't watch this channel much because the kids seem to have outgrown them, but I won't lie to you. I'll probably not stop them anyway. But I will try to avoid it. I will boycott their apparel and toy products though. About D1sneyland I won't promise anything.

3. 1ntel. This entry is processed by 1ntel.

4. National Ge0graphic.Not that I watch them everyday or buy their magazines. But seriously their documentaries are good.

I can't think of the fifth.

I don't know who to tag because I do not know what your stands are. If you are already boycotting or thinking about it or even not you are welcome to respond to this entry. Tell me when you do.

I also think that with all these calamities that are happening to our brothers should make us ask ourselves one thing..are we closer to Allah today than yesterday? I hope that none of us go berdemo and go home too tired to pray Isyak.

Bilal Philips asked this question, did you pray Subuh at the mosque (for men) on the day you went for demo? Gulp!

My teacher was very angry the other day when she saw big pieces of cakes not eaten in the bin at our class. She said, forget boycott if you are behaving like this. Our ummah will never reach success. If you don't come closer to Quran and Sunnah, we will all finish. Another gulp.

The question, however, is mainly for me and hopefully it serves as a reminder to all of us.

Kisah Ngeri

The story of Barseesa is a story of a man from the Children of Isreal who was a worshipper, famous worshipper, aabid. He had his temple and he devoted himself to worship in his monastery.

Three men from the Children of Israel wanted to go out for jihad, al-ghazwa. They had a sister. They didn't know where to leave their sister, so they said "Where should we leave her, we can't leave her alone, where should we leave her?" They asked around, they said the best place to leave her is with that aabid, that worshipper, he's the most righteous person, he's the most trustworthy, leave your sister with him and he'll take care of her.

They went to the aabid, the worshipper, Barseesa. They told him this is the situation, we want to go out for ghazwa, can you please take care of our sister? He said "I seek refuge in Allah from you", stay away from me.

Then Shaytan came to him and said, "Who are you going to leave her with? If you don't take care of her, an evil person may take care of her and then you know what will happen. How come you let this good slip out of your hands?" Shaytan is encouraging him to do good, so he called them back and he said "Ok, I'll take care of her. But she's not going to stay with me in my monastery, she's will stay in that house near the monastery",

So she would stay in that house in the room, and he would carry the food for her and he would leave the food on his doorstep, he doesn't even want to go to her house, he would leave the food on the doorstep of his house and she would have to come and pick up the food. He doesn't even want to see her.

And then Shaytan came to him and said "What are you doing? Don't you know that when she walks out from her room and comes to your temple, people can see her? You have to the deliver the food to her doorstep." He said "Yes, that's true." Shaytan is not speaking to him face to face, this is was'wasa, inspirations. He said "That's true." He started taking that food and he would drop it on her doorstep. That continued for a while and then Shaytan told him "She's still opening the door and coming out to take the plate, somebody can still see her. You have to deliver the plate into her own room." Shaytan is telling him to do good things. So he started taking the plate and he would put it in the room and then he would leave.

And that continued for a while and these three brothers were late, the ghazwa took a while. So Shaytan came to him and said "You're going to leave her alone with nobody to take care of her, nobody to speak with" - she's been in there like she's in prison, speaking to no one - "so why don't you take that responsibility and go and speak with her - just socialize just a little bit to take care of her because she could go out and find another man and start having a relation with him. If you speak to her that will be an act of kindness towards her" So he would speak from outside her room and she would be speaking from in her room and they would be screaming at each other to hear each other. Shaytan told him "Why don't you make it a little convenient for yourself, instead of screaming and hollering at each other from far distances, why don't you go and sit in the same room?" So he started sitting with her in the same room, spending some time with her, and then slowly they started spending hours together.

Then shaytan came to him and kept making her appear attractive to him until her touch her on the thigh and kissed her. Shaytan kept making her appear attractive to him until the great abiid commiteed zina with her and made her pregnant, and she bore him a child.

And the story didn't end yet.

She became pregnant, she delivered a child. Shaytan came to him and said "What have you done? Do you know what will happen when the brothers come back? They're going kill you. Even if you say this is not my son, they're going to say 'Even if it's not your son, you're supposed to take care of her, it's your responsibility, we don't care who the father is, you are the person responsible for her.' The only solution for this problem is that you kill - murder - the child and bury it." The aabid chopped out the head of the infant and he buried him.

Shaytan came to him and said "Do you think that the mother will keep the secret after you killed her son? Do you think she will keep that secret?" What should I do, "You should kill her too." So he killed her. And he buried them both in that room.

Then he went up to his monastery to worship, and stayed there for as long as Allah willed that he should stay. The brothers came back, they came and said "Where is our sister?" He said "Inna lil'lahee wa inna ilayhee ra'jee'oon, she became ill and she died and she's buried in that place", and he went and showed them a fictitous grave, prayed for mercy for her and wept for her. He said, she was the best of woman, and this is her grave. So the brothers went to her grave and wept for their sister, and prayed for mercy for her. So they said "Inna lil'lahee wa inna ilayhee ra'jee'oon", they made dua for her and they went home.

At night time, one of the brothers saw a dream. Who came to him in that dream? - Shaytan. He told him "Did you believe Barseesa, did you believe him? He's lying. He committed zina with your sister and then he killed her and her son, and the evidence to prove that is that she's not buried in the place he showed you, but she's buried in her room under the rock." So he woke up and he told his brothers about the dream, they said "We saw the same dream, it must be true." They went the next day, they dug the fictitious grave, they found nothing. They went into her room, they uncovered the earth and they found their sister buried with an infant.

They grabbed Barseesa and said "You liar. This is what you have done", and they took him to the king. While they were dragging him to the king, Shaytan came to Barseesa, but now Shaytan didn't come in the form of inspiration, he came in a human form. He told him "Barseesa, do you know I am? I am Shaytan, I am the one who cause you all of that mess, and I am the only one who can deliver you out of it" - I'm the one who caused it, and I'm the one with the solution for it, it's up to you, if you want to go and die that's fine, if you want me to save you, I can. Barseesa said "Please save me." He said "Make sujood for me."

Barseesa made sujood for Shaytan, what did Shaytan say, he said "Thank you very much, (it's) been a pleasure meeting you" and he never saw him again.

Barseesa made sujood for Shaytan and that was the last thing he did in his life because shortly afterwards he was executed.

Imagine that. Imagine the last thing we did on earth is to make sujood to Shaytan.

Ngeri ke tak ngeri cerita ni kawan-kawan? A man who worships Allah all his life ends his life with prostrating to Shaytan. Shaytan who when ordered to bow down to Adam a.s. and refused

I pray that all of us remain on the straight path always and be steadfast against the fitna of syaitan.

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The story of Barseesa is actually an Israeliyat story (reports from Jewish sources). We find many of our beloved prophet stories intertwined with the stories of the Israeliyats. Even though it is an israeliyat story it is still permissible to narrate it as according to hadith

Bukhari :: Book 4 :: Volume 56 :: Hadith 667

Narrated 'Abdullah bin 'Amr:

The Prophet said, "Convey (my teachings) to the people even if it were a single sentence, and tell others the stories of Bani Israel (which have been taught to you), for it is not sinful to do so. And whoever tells a lie on me intentionally, will surely take his place in the (Hell) Fire."

Thus the story of israeliyat can be neither believed or rejected, but it is permissible to narrate them. However we must always have in mind that all prophets are maksum yaani they are protected from major sins like zina or even lying. Prophets do make mistakes which are immediately corrected by Allah.

Thus the story of Prophet Dawood a.s. who supposedly has 99 wives and forced on a man for his wife to make the number of wives 100, should be rejected for a prophet is protected from doing something terribly wrong. Or the story of Prophet Moosa a.s. who put a burnt charcoal in his mouth when he was little causing him to have difficulty to speak. Or the story of Harut Marut the angels who were sent down to earth and were given shahawat like human and later sinned. Wallahualam.

The romantic stories of Prophet Solomon and Balqis or Prophet Yusuf and Zulaikha should just be ignored for the stories do not serve to increase our iman. Its just kesah romantic angan-angan yang di selit sana-sini to spice up the stories of the prophets. Man, I used to narrate these stories to people dulu during my working days. :/

The story of Barseesa is quoted many times in many tawheed books for it chills the heart and is a classic example on how shaytan sews up his target.

The one I wrote here is a mix of Imam Anwar Al Awlaki's transcript in his series : The Hereafter (listen to Anwar Al Awlaki story of Barseesa CLICK HERE TO LISTEN TO THE YOU TUBE OF HIS LECTURE ON BARSEESA) and also from the book Islamic Creed Series : The World of Jinn & devils by Umar S. Al-Ashgar

I know many Israeliat stories for I have this thick book of Kisah Nabi written in very old jawi yang bergentel-gentel tanpa nokhtah. I used to read them over and over again and nearly came to the point of rewriting the stories into rumi font.

The best of stories are from the Quran and hadith.

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Very much related to the story of Barseesa, we, as in the children and I, just made another lapbook entitled jeng jeng jeng AGAINST THE SHAYTAN.



You can check it out in my wordpress at AGAINST THE SHAYTAN : LAPBOOK.

Z1kreet

Dear friends, muslimin wa muslimat,

Ghozah tahta annar.

Gaza is under fire.

As you all know. To me the whole Muslim ummah is under fire. When I look at saudi and Egypt and Jodan who refuse to do anything, I felt dismayed. Open up your doors and let the mujahids flow in. Show the taghut what war really mean.

What have we done for them today my friends? Please continue to make dua for them everyday. Every fard prayers. Every time we cry when we read, when we watch the TV, the net.

Do what we can. Part some of our money for them. Go read Elisa's for more possible ways to help them rebuild their lives after being ousted from their own country.

May Allah give the Muslims victory. O Allah relieve the Muslims from the Taghut Zionists! Give them patience and strength.

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There is this place called Z1kreet in the north of Doha as marked pink in the map. It has a very interesting landscape. Rocky desert with rock formation.

It's almost what we learn in the Geography Fizikal before. Eh! Ada lagi ke subject ni sekarang?.

I am still not satisfied visiting this place eben though I have been there a couple of times. I still have not reached the most North of the area. I intend to recce the place and get to know it better. But the last trip we went with some of my good friends here were quite nice.










We found some not-so-wild camels yang telah gave a chase to the pengantin baru. Sungguh lawak. kelakar tak kasi can. And finally when the camel quiet down, it strike a pose for us, turned her back and berak dengan banyaknya. HAHAHAHAHAH. Lagi lawak.

There were wild ostriches as well. They also said ada kandang kuda kat situ. kalau ada rezeki they allow us to naik the kudas. But we didn't find them horses. So Insya Allah next time.

Somewhere in the middle of the Z1kreet district, (N25 degree 34'41.6" E50 degree 50' 47.8"), there is this recently made up arabian village like. This is actually the site that they use to film the movie transformer. Oklah..But of course when you have seen an authentic fort and fortress, this is nothing. But still, it was quite nice.

I had a bit of an argument with the caretaker (can you believe I did that?). One of us on that day can speak arab (menantu Dr. Azhar yang first tu), so he spoke arabic with the caretaker. Then when all of the men went to the mosque (while we waited for our turn, mosque kecik), the caretaker was trying to tell us to do something which was really insignificant in my opinion. And we couldn't comprehend him.

So he mockingly asked why the other guy can speak arabic while we can't. So I tried to tell him in the most broken arabic I can muster,

Rojul. Hua talib fi Jamiah. Yadrasul lughatul arabiah. Nahnu rabbatul Manzil. Lughatul arabiayah shuay shuay.

The guy, he is a student in the university studying arabic. WHile we are domestic goddess. We know only a bit of arabic language.

Then he asked? Hal anti muslimah? Hal anti taqraunina alquran? Ma lughatul fil Quran? Lughatul Arabiah...sahih?

Are you not a muslimah? Do you not read the Quran? What is the language of the Quran? Arabic right?

Nadrasu lughatul arabiah al an. Shuay shuay. Ana maliziah. Arabiah shuay shuay. Aqraul quran ma3a tafseer.

We are learning the arabic now. Slowly. I am a Malaysian so my arabic is slow. I read the quran with the tafseer.

And he said more things in a very mocking manner and I kept saying lam afham. lam afham. I don't understand. I don't understand.

It was quite heated. The thing is I know he is right. Gimme a breaklah Sudanee. Sindir-sindir orang tak baca quran tu buat aku sungguh marah. Tapi actually the more I write it here, the more I feel stupid knowing that he is quite right. Tapi having said it to the face and senghaja menjatuhkan maruah aku macam tu, marahlah gua. Dahlah tu I am a tourist. Bila datang omputeh pandai pulak ko cakap omputeh. Grrrr

The rest of the ladies terbeliak mata aje tengok aku bertekak. I know I know, sometimes I do get carried away. Tak kesahlah tau bahasa ke tak. My bad..tapi marah tau!! If I can quoote that verse that human are made of different types and cultures so we can learn from it I so will.

There is this place called mystery valley. memang nampak macam mystery lah jugak. There were like some old ruins of things on the hills. And we were there masa nak dekat maghrib. Rasa eerie pun ada gak.





We played at the beach there or rather the kids played while the bapaks and some maks err tidur. Not together though. The beach scape was rather strange. Very rocky and ouchy on the feet. I suppose quite good if you like reflexology. But Haziq fell on it, biasalah kelam kabut gamaknya, and bled really bad. Alhamdullilah we had first aid kit. So for those going for traveling jangan lupa update your first aid kit box or if you never had one, do get one.





We went back past maghrib and it was absolutely dark. Slightly difficult to get a good route to get back. Almost all routes that we took were blocked by higher pile of stone. Pakai GPS on a non-existense-road route is not easy especially when it is totally dark. When we finally saw light, we knew we were nearing but we could not access it. So near yet so far. Alhamdullilah the groups who were with us memang gang outdoor. Getting lost is good, sah?

A must go again this one.

More pictures on multiply HERE