Friday, December 28, 2012

Nasihat-Menasihati


Terima kasih sahabat.....

Semoga Allah membalas kebaikkanmu ini....

Mudah-mudahan kita semua akan berjaya dunia akhirat...InsyaAllah....

Haish, awak ada kata Tun M dalam tu!!!

Hurm, kita x blh macam tu mmg Tun M bukan aliran kita tapi kita blh ambik kata2nya yg bermanfaat.
"Buang yg keruh, Ambik yg jernih"

Okey? ^_^


...PESAN TOKKI...

Assalamualaikum...

Salam Sayyidul Ayyam...

Pesan Tokki?
"Along, bawa motor tu...jgn motor bawa kita tapi kita kene bawa motor sebab motor x de otak"
Inilah pesan tokki...simple je tapi mempunyai mksd yg mendalam...

Oh yer, tokki yg sy maksudkan ni ialah datuk bkn nenek...

Eh, buat apa nak terangkan...Sebenarnya tokki ni ada 2 maksud:
  1. Tokki : untuk datuk (ni loghat yg biasaku dengar)
  2. Tokki : untuk nenek (hah, ni org foloan punya loghat...)
Foloan?

Okey, Foloan tu adalah Kuala Berang sebenarnya...Kebetulan time baca buku SEJARAH SPM baru ni terjumpa perkataan ni. Praktik lalu nge awok2x Kuala Berang, sekali awok2x Kuala Berang cakap menggunakan loghat dyeorg. Hah, tercenggang jadinya...Hebatnya ciptaan Ilahi.

Berbalik pada tajuk PESAN TOKKI,

Sebenarnya, pesan tokki ni terkene betul dgn diri saya...Apa tidaknya, pantang tengok jalan clear sikit pecut habislah...Sampai adik kata" eh, terbang org belakang ni". Lepas dgr pesan tokki ni kne berubah dah. Takut juga mulut tokki masin. Nauzubillahi Min Zalik. Debaran pesanan tokki pun tak hilang lagi...Tambah pulak kata tokki saudara" haish, motor ni kalau x jaga molek org pikul ni (curi)". Fuh, nahas2x...Nauzubillahi Min Zalik.

InsyaAllah  x de pape..panjatkan doa kepada Ilahi. Itu yang terbaik, bertawakkallah...

Banyak lagi pesan tokki...kat selekoh tu beringat long...bawa slow2x...semua pesanan ni tokki beri selepas tokki siap mandikan motor dgn doa selamat. Pelik juga saya, mandi motor dgn doa selamat?ummi...knp ummi sruh tokki mandikan motor?nilah soalan saya...Ummi kata mandilah...nak suh tolak bala @ musibah yg bruk. Inilah diantara cara kita berusaha..Oh, patutlah p.saudaraku yg baru beli kereta balik dari KL walaupun cuti hujung minggu je. Rupanya nak sruh tokki mandikan kereta tu...

Hurm, saya masih lagi perlukan penjelasan tentang amalan ni!!!

Ilmuku masih cetek!!!belajar..belajar dan terus belajar...untuk jadi org yg berguna & berjaya dunia akhirat...





Wednesday, December 26, 2012

RAIN


    From inside the house, the wind outside could be heard howling. The strong gust of wind shook the trees as the leaves rustle against each other. The sight and sound of raindrops hitting the window panes brought back fond memories as I sat by the window watching the dark mysterious sky open up.

    Ever since we were young, my mother had always warned me ang my siblings not to play in the rain and about the ground swallowing children playing in the rain. Young and cheeky as we were, we wouldn't heed her advice. All of us, except Zandra, the second eldest among us all, would rush out to play whenever it rained. We loved to feel the raindrops hitting  out face and to smell the freshness of the air. It was as if rain was a the cleansing process on earth. Zandra, whom we called "goody-two-shoes", would complain to our mother and soon, the sight of our mother, with a cane in her hand and an umbrella in her other hand could be seen coming towards us. Without looking at each other, me and my brothers, Zachary and Zack would run into the house. Inside, dripping, we would be caned by our mother. Though it hurt, me and my brothers would be always caught playing in the rain whenever it rained. We could not be stopped. Perhaps, this way why I was closer to my brothers than Zandra my sister.

    I would never forget the day when Zachary and I were alone at home. Mom and dad were taking Zack and Zandra to Uncle Ben's house. As they would be back way past my bedtime, I was not allowed to go. On the other hand, Zachary did not like to going to Uncle Ben's house as he claimed that it was too small and seemed like everything was crammed together. So, Zachary was left with the task of babysitting me. Between Zack and Zachary, I was closer to my eldest brother, Zachary. As I was the youngest in the family, Zachary was doted on me. No matter how busy he was, he would always make it a family, Zachary would be there whenever others too busy to hear my whines and sadness, Zachary would be there to comfort me. Perhaps, that was why I was closest to Zachary among all my siblings.

    Not along after they left for Uncle Ben's house, it started  to rain. Gleefully, Zachary and I looked at each other. Without needing to say a word, Zachary and I rushed out into the rain. We had a great time chasing each other and splashing around in the puddles everywhere. Out laughter could be heard everywhere and it felt as if the whole world was ours. We had never laughed so much in our lives. After about half-and-hour, we decided that we should get back into the house and dry ourselves just in case out parents decided to come home early to check on us. Little did I know, that it would be the last time I played in the rain, that it was the last time Zachary and I would feel as if we had nothing to worry about, as if the whole world was ours. For unknown to us, our lives were about to be changed forever.

    As expected, Zachary and I were down with cold and fever the next day. With proper care and medication, I was well again after a couple days. Meanwhile, Zachary was nowhere near getting well. A week later he was still sick and was then that doctor decided that Zachary should take a blood test to check if anything else was wrong. The next day, the blood test result came back and our world came crashing down when the doctor diagnosed that Zachary was suffering from leukaemia.

    Day by day, I watched Zachary transform from a musculur, handsome teenager into a thin sickly young man. All his soft cuburn hair had fallen out as a result of chemotheraphy. He was no longer musculur but just all skin and bones. His sunken eyes had dark patches under them and he looked like a skeleton. Looking at him, I could not help but blame myselft for believed that it was because of me Zachary was really sick. I felt that had I not decided to play  in the rain that day, Zachary would still be the way he was before all this happened.

    As if one bad news was not enough, doctor told that Zachary had about a month more to live. Mom and dad decided to bring Zachary home as there was nothing else the doctor could do for Zachary. Besides, Zachary had said that he wanted to die at home, not in the hospital. I felt  so much anger towards myself for not being to relieve all the pain my beloved brother was going trough.

    On the fateful day it was raining just like today. Outside, the house was engulfed in darkness, trees shook with  the strong winds. A gloomy atmosphere surrounded us all, as if a sign that something bad was about happen. It was already 8 o'clock in the morning but it looked as if it was 8 at night. Mom was in the kitchen preparing breakfast while dad, Zandra and Zack were reading newspaper in the living hall. Zachary was in bed in his room. I sat close to him and as if he knew  that he had only moments to spare, he held my hands tightly. "Thanks for the wonderful time I had with you. You are my best sister, take good care of yourself". Just then he stopped. I shouted for my mother but then it was too late. Zachary left us at every young age and I blamed myself for not listening to my mother's advice before. The rain outside reminded me of the laughter and fun that we had but took it away soon after.

*I like this story and I make this story as my essay in SPM 2012...^_^

SAHABAT


Kita laungkan Allahu Akbar Allah Maha Besar

Hari yang indah
Senyuman pertama
Hulurkan salam ukhuwwah kita

Berpesan mengingati
Dituntut agama
Kita bagaikan satu keluarga

Silaturrahim ini tak akan terpisah
Kita jalinkan seperti Rasulullah dan Sahabat

Kita laungkan Allahu Akbar Allah Maha Besar
Seiring sehaluan satu cita dan impian
Susah dan senang kita tempuhi bersama
Bertemu berpisah kerana Allah

Demi satu kejayaan
Perlu pengorbanan
Keazaman juga ketabahan

Inilah kehidupan menuntut kesungguhan
Tak semudah indahnya khayalan
Silaturrahim ini tak akan terpisah
Berbahagia untuk selamanya InsyaAllah

Kita laungkan Allahu Akbar Allah Maha Besar
Seiring sehaluan satu cita dan impian
Susah dan senang kita tempuhi bersama
Bertemu berpisah kerana Allah

Allahu Akbar Allah Maha Besar
Lailaha Ilallah
Allahu Akbar Allah Maha Besar
Lailaha Illallah

Kita laungkan Allahu Akbar Allah Maha Besar
Seiring sehaluan satu cita dan impian
Susah dan senang kita tempuhi bersama
Bertemu berpisah kerana Allah


Kita laungkan Allahu Akbar Allah Maha Besar
Seiring sehaluan satu cita dan impian
Susah dan senang kita tempuhi bersama
Bertemu berpisah kerana Allah



Tuesday, December 25, 2012

SYAHADAH


Assalamualaikum...

Hurm,,apa kene dgn sy ni peperiksaan syahadah dah lama dah berlalu..(ngigau ke?)

Apa kaitan motor & syahadah???

Alhamdulillah, motor ni adlh hadiah drpd ABI sempena keputusan syahadah baru2x ni dan berjaya menghabiskan pelajaran di Maahad Darul Quran..ALHAMDULILLAH YA ALLAH & TERIMA KASIH  YA ABI...ni kira x ngigaulah...hahaha...

Along knp beli motor?

Nilah soalan p.saudaraku yg berada di Shah Alam,,Actually, dgn adanya motor ni blhlah gi jalan2x rumah kawan yg berada kat kampung ni..Bimbang sangat p.saudaraku ini..Don't worry2x x gi ngayat jauh2x pun paling kurang sekampung Manir je..hehehe..Senang sikit nak gaul dgn masyarakat..mmm...

Kenapa warna merah?

Kata tuan kedai warna merah sesuai nge org prmpuan warna biru sesuai nge org lelaki..sebnrnya sy pilih warna merah sebab ranggi..merah + hitam..hensemkan? (aik!!motor pun hensem ke?)

Apa pun Alhamdulillah Ya Allah di ats kurniaanmu ini Ya Allah & Terima Kasih Abiku Sayang di ats pemberiaan ini..hadiah yg menakjubkan bagiku..sayang abi, sayang ummi & sayang keluargaku..
exhem bkn disebabkan hadiah ni baru sayang tapi sayang tuk selama2xnya..

...TERIMA KASIH YA ALLAH...