Discipline

My class has started. And thus storm is brewing.


This is my fourth year in my class and understandably it is getting harder.

In the tajweed class the teacher was stressing on my ihfaq. I have managed to get that "kaf" sound of it but now she wants me to move the tongue to move to the next letter's makhraj. And I am finding it difficult to do all the min shahri... in both suratun Nas and Al Falaq.

Not to mention the letter ain when it has kasrah and dommah.

May Allah make it easy for me and all of us.

I have a new arabic teacher who is so cute Masya Allah. Masya Allah, I am amazed that she herself is taking up english course so she can communicate with the non-arabs like me. Masya Allah. Allahumabareek. And she is not getting paid at to teach us. And she doesn't have to trouble herself for she can teach the arabs which would be far easier for her.

I find many arabs are like this. When they do daawah, they'd go all out. So sometimes when people talk badly about them, I am just happy that I have met many are beyond good. May Allah increase their reward.

We will continue with our tafseer class. Through skype this time you, because my beloved teacher, may Allah bless her, has now moved to Egypt. So, Insya Allah, we will still continue lessons with her through skype. The problem with lessons through network is unstable lines.

And we have new aqeedah class (WITH EXAMS!!). I am also taking Quranic Arabic which concentrates on grammar used in quran. It's tougher but the best part is, it brings out alot of the quran words to explain a particular grammar. Even if I am lost in the mudhof ilaih, maf'ul bih, fael, feel and apa lagi entah, I am just happy that I learn at least one word from the quran. I am easy to please.

The storm is brewing but I am already feeling that two hands are not enough. My mind is continually making time-planning of what I should do now and the next hour and the next hour until i get to sleep.

If you do not know already, I am particular about my time schedule. And I get agitated when my scheduled is disrupted.

The thing is many times, the one who disrupt my own schedule, is myself. But being a mother, lover, student, driver, strategist, planner, chef, tukang mop require flexibility in the time. So as much as I want to sleep early (because subuh is at four in the morning), I find myself getting excited writing out notes for K@f@ or the kids' halaqah. I have passed the bedtime and my eyes are as big as saucers.

I need a stick perhaps because the carrot is already right in front of me.

Panitia = Kahuna

I just want to tell that at the moment I am happy with what is happening at the K@F@ Doha that I am "working" with.

Loads of credits must be given not only to the teachers but to the working committee members who, in my opinion, gave their very best to make this programme a success.

Masya Allah, I love the idea that they came and gave up their time to work together. The way I see it, many can gain the ajr of spreading knowledge. In the previous years, they have the same people who would teach, run administration, layan parents, layan students, registration, layan government officials, layan traffic jam bila masuk sekolah. But now, Alhamdulillah, the support system are there, the teachers can concentrate on doing what they should do - teach.

None of this credit go to me but rather my friends here and I am here to glide along and learn, Insya Allah.

This year they have formally selected the headchamp (HM as in head master. LOL!!!)So now they are trying to be more systematic with a more detailed syllabus guidleine. They are creating new posts - PANITIA - for different subjects like aqidah, fiqh, seerah, al quran and akhlaq. And this year we even have the sacred academic calendar. Whoa!!

These are all going so fast and making me seperti biasa excited such that I am sure I have thousands of typos in this post. But fast going action and non stop thinking makes me lompat sana-sini.

Until of course when they told me that I am the panitia for the subject akhlaq.

Hah!!! Excuse me mrs Headchamp, I cannot accept this. Is panitia some kind of dummy that kids hit at a party?



Ahlaq ah? You sure or not?

May Allah facilitate me and help me have ikhlas for all that I do.

Should Not be in Denial

I turned one year older a few weeks ago. i am 38 now.

One grey hair.

Sakit lutut.

Sakit tumit.

Bau lauk sedap aje badan naik 500 gram.

Sakit dada bila marah.

A wonderful lover.

Three wonderful children.

An alive father.

Missing my Ibu whom I ask Allah to be reunited in jannah.

Still alive and still have chance. And that is alot to be thankful for.

Alhamdulillah ala kulli hal.

May Allah make the rest of my predestined life easy to worship Him.

Cast Off

Alhamdulillah Jack is now released from his clenching cast. It has been a month.

I was worried at the thought of taking off the cast and was wondering what kind of tool would they used. And would it scrape some of my beloved son's fragile skin? And he is so skinny would it accidentally slice off his skin and flesh and ohhhhh.

Of course a good friend had to remind me of the story of another friend's daughter who was on the body cast and they actually did slice her a bit. Horrors!

But Alhamdulillah it went well. The instrument was scary but the doctor said it is safe and demonstrated how it won't cut soft things rather only hard things. Hmm. See it on the first video.




After the cast was off, Jack went on in the same position for sometime, very afraid to straighten his hands. Infact to day being the third day, he still is very concious about his hand. We are seeing the doctor again for follow up in case he would need physio therapy. Pray not.

Anyway the video of the moment. Apparently I was laughing at the end of the video because the doctor commented that the mother was more scared than the son. Ngarut aje doctor ni. Macho tau!

Jangan jadi hipokritlah

When I related the story of Bee earlier, I realised that I wrote this part. That the other lady was only doing solah initially sebab terpaksa.

Reminded me of the story of Hamzah Abdul Mutalib radiallahu anhu. Remember how he came to islam? It was initially out of him defending Rasulullah sallahu aliahi wasalam who was hit by the despicable Abu Jahal. Out of spontaneity he also told Abu Jahal that he is now a Muslim, believing in the one God and the religion that his nephew was teaching. Much to the dismay of the other mushriks especially Abu jahal himself. But he is Hamzah. Well known for his bravery even in his mushrik days. So they left him at that.

But Hamzah went home and realised what he had said. Am I really a Muslim? What have I done, he'd probably said. He then asked Allah to show him the truth from the wrong. And Allah guided him after that.

Hamzah later on became the Lion of the Dessert always at the forefront of Islam. He became a martyr in The battle of uhud. May Allah accept his deeds.

Do not underestimate your lack of sincerity when you started off to do deeds that you know are commanded. Many times when we want to put the step on doing good, we would be overcome by insecerity, laziness and the feeling of hypocriteness.

Rather if it is already a command of Allah, go ahead and over time fight the feeling of inserity. Ask Allah that He show you the correct path.

This include putting on the hijab for instance. Many times i was overpowered by the whispers of Shaytan, alaaa jangan jadi hypocritelah. Pakai tudung tapi jahat nak buat apa? True pakai tudung tapi jahat buat apa. But remember Allah asks us to do all good and obey His command. So we do and strive. Because that is what life is. Striving.

Like what I have said in my post AGENT OF CHANGE. What you need to concentrate not on making your slightly weak side worse, but rather to enhance your good side. Do what Allah commands and work hard to please Him. Ask Allah for sincerity in your heart and Insya Allah, Allah will open up more doors for you.

I was watching in dismay when a lady said, "takkan I dah balik haji tetiba i nak jadi baik, Assalammualaikum she said mockingly. Kita jangan jadi hipokritlah." Do we become even more of a hypocrite when we are striving to obey Allah's command and wanting to please Him even with all the weakness in ourselves?

Jangan jadi hipokritlah is an old Shaytan's trick to make you procrastinate. Don't allow them to trick you anymore! Win over our greatest enemy!

Jom change.

Enjoining Good

I have a friend. Her name is Bee. I remembered her as always persistent in asking her friends who were lazy for solah in the office to go and make solah.

And I know through her actions, and mostly through hidayah from Allah, a lady after that actually make solah. Starting from only twice a day - Dzuhur and asr (because it is the office timing) till she finally bring herself to make solah 5 times a day.

Perhaps initially it was terpaksa sebab asik kena ajak aje, but somehow after years, she knew the importance.

Imagine you are Bee. You are the one persistent in enjoining good to people you care. For any good deed that the lady did, the hasanat will, Insya Allah, go back to Bee without reducing the reward for the other. And if by making solat one starts doing even more good deeds (because truly that is what solah does to a person), wallahu alam, some of the hasanah may go back to Bee.

Come judgement day, Bee may find herself with heaps of hasanah which she doesn't even know where it comes from.

Do we not want to have the same hasanat as Bee?

Jom enjoin good.

Cerita Hantu

There are just so many cerita hantu/ bomoh aired for the six days of raya. Not to mention the tele series ular emas which is shown everyday even way before raya.

The consolation (?) is they also show that iman precedes syirik. So the good guys are naturally people with songkok kopiah and dzikir beads and recite the quran. Relative to masa cerita hitam putih where they need to call mambang to fight another mambang. There is no white magic against black magic such as those glamorise in Harry Potter. Magic are all evil.

But how come none of them read any of the quls and ayat qursi? Let alone Suratul Baqarah. Allah has armed us with these surahs to fight the evil. The only surah I heard (in the drama) read on a possed person was Suratul Kawthar.

Or there must be something I do not know. Plus I have never been involved in helping anyone possessed or catching flying lights or the sorts.

Oh filem ek?

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for layman like me, I will stick to what is taught in the sunnah. That is to read the i. 3 quls three times in the morning and evening and also before sleep. Read the before sleep evidence HERE.
ii. Read the three quls after solah. For Fajr and maghrib prayer read it three times.
iii. Read ayatul qursi in the morning and in the evening and also before sleeping and after solah. Read the virtues of ayatul Kursi HERE.
iv. And Al Baqarah must be read often in one's home to protect the house from any evil, Insya Allah.

My old post about AMMO AGAINST THE SHAYTAN.

Calm Before the Storm

I am back in Qatar and the kids are already in school.

My school has not started yet though. So i have so much free time in the morning, i can't believe it. I cooked early and find hours and hours and hours for myself. Alhamdulillah.

That reminds me when i first came to Qatar. Out of job. Finding myself so many dishes to wash. All the time. The floor needs to mopped. All the time. Dusts actually exist. Baju needs to be ironed. And a baby who is clinging on me even though I am in the toilet.

I remembered wanting my own time.

And now I have it. So for those finding their hands full with their little kids, ENJOY THEM. After forgetting the wish of having my own time, i went ahead and enjoyed the time with them. And am still enjoying them.

Anyway this quiet morning are hard to get even though I am not working. LOL! I don't even have any free time last year (last year meaning September 2009-jun 2010). i didn't have my weekends also. I had classes everyday including weekend and I teach in the weekend too.

It has been fulfilling.

But somehow, I think i want to cut down some of them particularly the weekends one. I don't get to spend time with the kids. I mean I do, but it was always a rush. Even our halaqah was a rush and sometimes I forgot to put some creativeness in the teachings. I looked back at my earlier notes, and I was surprised myself. That was me? So many games and quizzes and fun activities. last year was very academic.

Because I had so many classes, i didn't have time to study what I learnt. I think my performance last year was not so good. In my books lah. But still I learned alot, Alhamdulillah.

So I am starting off this new year by wanting to put more quality time in what I am doing. And with that I am cutting off my weekend classes except for the tawheed one (ada lagi tu nak simpan). I will still continue to teach Insya Allah but currently weighing the teen group. Hmmm.

My priorities are still my family and children. I don't want people to threaten me concerning this. True children are one of the adornment of this world and boleh melalaikan kita and hindering us from doing righteous deed. but Insya Allah spending time with them to build up their taqwa and eeman is not in vain. May Allah make this as one of my righteous deeds. Refer to Al Kahf 18:46.

For now i am enjoying my quiet mornings with intermittent of chatting, cleaning up, reading and planning.

Three Weeks Up

OK It's almost time for me to go back to Qatar. I am leaving on the very very early morning flight on Friday which is essentially as good as leaving on Thursday. So when people ask me when I am leaving, I would say Thursday night I am already at the airport.

The raya has been very good for all of us. It is so nice to be able to spend it with our parents mostly and seeing relatives. But mostly our parents and most most mostly my lover's mum. In fact I must say she is the strongest reason that I think we should go back for raya.

Personally I like to go back during normal months and not the fasting month. Fasting in Qatar is such a bliss and Raya abroad is nice also.

You don't get to do much when you travel during the fasting month. And worse because there is this feeling that I need to get certain things and people to see on my once-a-year annually trip, I still take a lot of time out. And this, errrrr, affected the fasting months time.

But because I am ALSO feeling that since it is a fasting month and only a once-a-year trip, we all stayed kampung for the longest time. Truly sorry that I don't get to meet the normal people I meet. Next year Insya Allah.

In the end everything is made wonderful because my lover's mum, mak, was so happy.There are lots of cries when she greeted us and even more cries when we are leaving. :(

Having lost my own mother, I feel that lover must, as much as we can of course, without sacrificing some of my must-go places in KL :P, spent upmost quality time with his mom, my mak. Other things fall to close second and third places.

May Allah give us health and strength throughout our predestined length of life so that we can worship Him more.

Jack Broke His Arm

Jack fell down and broke his arm
and no one come tumbling after.

Qadr Allah Jack broke his arm a week before raya.

He was jumping at the hanging chain at the cashier counter. Probably miscalculated his jump and fell. It was a short fall but a hard one on his elbow. He cried unlike his normal cries and curl himself on the floor.

It took me a few seconds to asses the situation. I didn't even pick him up immediately but stared at his arm. It seemed wobbly. But didn't look broken. But that is also because none of us either have X-Ray visions nor do we know how a broken arm should look like.

Picked him up a few seconds later and began to swallow that for usual fall he doesn't cry this long. His cries were too little for a boy with broken arm and taking that cue, I didn't think it was serious. But in relative to his other falls, he looked more distress.

Took him to the nearest clinic amd the doctor didn't think it was serious also. But gave us Ibuprofen and told us to observe him for a few hours.

But lover did not buy it. Zachary slept most of he time on lover's shoulders sweating. So we took him to the orthopaedics (spelling?) and had a proper X Ray on him.

There you go. A broken arm.

Had a cast on him or whatever you call it. t is like a bandage that the doctor wrap around his arm and it went hard a few minutes later. I thought they will slap him with those heavy paris cement. Alhamdulillah for new inventions. Itwill be cracked open in a month, Insya Allah. Obviously in Qatar because I am leaving very soon.

But that did not stop him from being himself a few days later. Still looking very cheeky in his baju melayu.

It is two weeks now that he is in the cast. He can make a fist, display peace sign and play the computer games (!!!!). And also the highlight is he can make sujud with two arms. Alhamdulillah.

Would you give him extra duit raya?