Wednesday, January 30, 2008

The floodgates for da'wah is now wider than ever…



Technology as a strategy for da’wah...

A tiny bit of information originates from some remote valley. In the next instant, the same bit of information has wound its way all over the world, in a split second. That is the power of technology. And technology’s recent developments are certainly things to be marvelled at.

What is the perspective of Islam on this matter?

There are many verses in the Quran expounding the usage of these advancements for the benefit of Islam and its dissipation. Among them is Surah Al Kahfi, verses 96 – 97:

“(He said) “Bring me panels of iron.” Finally when he dammed up the space between the two mountains, he said: “Ply your bellows.” They did so until the iron wall became red hot, then he said: “Bring me some molten brass to pour over it.” This became such a barrier that Gog and Magog could not scale it or to dig through it.”

Ar-Rasul (may peace be upon him) has advised us as believers to take whatever wisdom there is and wherever we may find them as these are our long-lost treasures.

Therefore, technology is to be empowered and used to our own advantage and should be utilized fully in strategies for da’wah.

One of the most recent development in publishing is the mobile book (M-book). Books no longer only exist in its traditional bounded hard copies to be held in the hand. You may still hold the reading material in front of you and read ‘the book’ through your mobile-phone.

The teenage market may be the niche for they just love gadgets and new add-ons to their phones. Books specifically written for them may be uploaded on their mobiles. This strategy is being adopted by PTS publications with the cooperation of METADOME through the service of HOTLINK in boosting its sales of books for teens. It is understood too that the launching of this project would be due soon in Malaysia.

For more information, please feel free to browse:

http://universitipts.com/index.php/site/comments/strategi_pts_metadome_masuk_pasaran_buku_mobile/

http://universitipts.com/index.php/site/comments/100_fonovela_pts_metadome_dilancarkan_sempena_pesta_buku_2008/

http://universitipts.com/index.php/site/comments/fail_buku_ini_sudah_diproses_dan_dihantar_ke_metadome/

It is also understood that the same strategy was launched in Japan. And statistics have shown that the sales of such books in its original form have doubled and tripled. Books that teens love so much will eventually find its way on the shelves of these young readers as part of their personal collection.

How good it would be if more ‘syariah-compliant’ books could be churned out? It would certainly enable the efforts and tasks of imparting good values and inculcating Islamic outlook among our young ones to be more vastly dissipated and widely distributed.

I am full of gratitude to Allah for making the books that I have written to be included in this venture. I am indebted too to Puan Ainon Mohd. and all my friends at PTS Publications for allowing and making this possible. Alhamdulillah… the path for more harvests in the hereafter has been paved with this phase and season of sowing, Insya Allah. And I make doa that more of such opportunities would soon appear from other unexpected nooks and corners of our limited life span in this world …Amin.

Friday, January 25, 2008

If only dakwah could be just as simple....


…guiding others to acquire the taste...


It was only about three weeks ago that I had lunch with Dr. Kay, a colleague of mine in the same research area, a staunch Buddhist and one of such pleasant character.

“What is that?” she asked, her own plateful of rice in her hand.

“What’s what?” I answered with another question.

“That thing, you are putting in your plate!”

“Oh! This is really nice…you want to try some?” I offered her as we sat in front of the big TV set at the eatery. At the far end was the sound of gurgling water falling into a pool. The air was cool.

“Oh no! I don’t think so!” said Kay looking at me from the corner of her eyes.

“Have you ever tasted it before?” I asked, folding back the long sleeve of my right dress, ready to delve into my plate.

“No!” was her short answer.

“Then, I think you should! Just a tiny weeny bit! Here!” I said, shoving a little portion on to the side of her plate.

Kay took a whiff at the mushy reddish stuff and spooned some from the tip of the spoon in her hand, into her mouth.

“That is some taste!” said Kay, her forehead holding back a wrinkle.

“Maybe you will learn to like it!” I said. Kay’s eyebrows raised. Then she was silent.

Last week, there was a bit more of the stuff on Kay’s plate. I did not say anything.

And yesterday’s lunch was most profound.

“What is this?” Kay said, her fingers pointing to some leafy greens on the spread in front of us.

“That is ulam raja,” I answered.

“And this?” Kay asked again, this time pointing to another variety of the greens.

“We call that daun selom and they all go well with that!” I nodded my head to her plate.

Kay pursed her lips. Already on her plate, was a moundful of the mushy concoction.

As we tucked into our meal, Kay said, “This tastes better and better each day! I forgot to ask you. What do you call this?” her eyes were bright and dancing.

“It is what we call sambal tempoyak! Sour, fermented flesh of the king of fruits. Famous in Perak, my home state. And it is my family’s favourite side dish!” my eyes were smiling as I answered Kay’s question.

“Whatever this is, it is just so divine!” said Kay, her eyes twinkling, the food on her plate fast diminishing...

If only we can encourage others to savour and taste the beauty of Islam, just like acquiring the divine taste of tempoyak…..little by little until you eventually feel comfortable, to the point like you never had enough of it….

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Serenity…those vivid purple hues..






The sweet soothing scent…the calming, cosy feeling. How can one ever forget?

Lavendars only grow in the temperates. In winter, the leaves and small bunches of flowers at the end of the long stalks just wither away, leaving hardy branches and unnoticeable main stems. With the arrival of spring, tiny shoots start to appear again and stalks would begin to unfurl by the beginning of summer. Then in midsummer, the sweetness from the full longs stalks prevail the air… invigorating our senses, at times intoxicating…Subhanallah…

The fragrance is also supposed to calm you down. Put drops of the oil onto pillows and it will help one to relax, provide comfort and induce sleep. Bunches of the stalks are cut and hung up to dry around the house, propagating a freshly pleasant and welcoming tinge of scent. Cupboards and drawers lined with sprigs of the flowers or laden with portions made into potpouries would smell nice too!

It is with this spirit that “Seungu Lavendar” was written. To invoke sweet memories and past experiences. To share and propagate the essence of feeling good about something, someone, some places. That someone or persons were my parents. They had sacrificed ever so much for my siblings and I. I would not have been what I am today if not for them…Alhamdulillah, praises be to the Almighty…

The stories in the episodes of “Seungu Lavendar” were meant to inspire readers (namely young ones) to always appreciate the family, the place where we find solace, peace of mind as well as tranquility. To especially listen to our parents; to heed their advice and to look up to them as our role models and not to forsake their words. At the same time, the book aims to motivate children, especially teenagers to adhere to principles that may inculcate in them a sense of belonging, a targeted goal in their lives, to stick and stay focused on what they have decided to achieve.

Love your families. Love your parents too. Think twice before doing anything that may hurt their feelings. For they are the ones who provide you with comfort and are there for you through thick and thin. The prayers invoked by us as children are precious treasures. It is therefore incumbent upon us to constantly make supplications from Allah for them, especially more so when they are gone…

Oh Allah! Forgive me and my parents and believers on the day when the reckoning shall come to pass.” (Surah Ibrahim (14): 41)


In Islam, the family unit is everything. It is the bedrock or the solid foundation for the building of a nation; a nation of which if based on the syariah, is one that is capable of propagating goodwill and preserve the well being of mankind…

Monday, January 14, 2008

Green, green grass of home… one small lesson

We were supposed to spend our time on a boat ride to watch the eagles soar and take their feed, to explore some caves covered with overhanging bats, admiring stalactites and stalagmites, stroke the backs of friendly stringrays and to enjoy the company of drifting dolphins…if we were lucky enough!

But it was not to be…My husband injured himself while bending down early in the morning. As a result, we had to forgo the trip. And maybe content ourselves to just getting second-hand information and share the excitement from my sibling’s mouths later in the day. To help relieve my husband’s injury, a well-known masseuse by the name of Pak N was called. A bubbly and energetic personality for a man past sixty.

From Pak N’s lips, I could pick up a few pointers which were eye-openers. Amongst them were that he reasoned out, one of the reasons why our generation are afflicted with so many modern-day diseases (diabetes, hypertension etc.etc.) is our disassociation with what is beneath our feet. The good earth. Yes! That is our origin. Like our siblings, we too should not forget them. Forge the relationship once again. Let our feet touch and embrace the green grass and the richly mineral laden soil; barefooted, once in a while. For the earth has certain kinds of unexplained mechanisms that may take away the toxins that are accumulated in our body. What with all the processed foods and far from natural things (additives and such) that we put in through our mouths nowadays. It is all the more important for us to make this practice a routine. Pak N then gave the analogy of how we humans nowadays are actually like a tree sitting on a rock (We wear shoes every minute of our lives ever since we first learnt how to walk. (Worst still, our houses are intricately lined with tiles, marbles… whatever! Except the natural soil..) Compare that with a tree growing on lush soil. Which of the tree would grow healthy and strong?

These verses of the Quran come flooding back through my mind…


And Allah has caused you to grow as a growth from the earth. He will return you to the same earth and then raise you back to life again on the Day of Resurrection?” ~Nuh: verses 17 –18~

We have created you from the earth, into it We shall return you and from it We shall bring you back to life again.” ~Thaha: verse 55~

Suddenly something dawned upon me. The memory of my husband’s late grandfather who lived to a ripe old age. He, who only had his shoes on for two occasions i.e. whenever he wanted to go to town for his weekly supplies or to attend the Friday prayers. Apart from that, he would plod the grounds around his humble abode with his naked feet, including attending to his padi fields and tapping the rubber trees....

So, my husband and I were jolted to our senses…We were glad that even though we were denied the opportunity to explore the caves and all, there was some form of hikmah from Allah for us both, to learn and to share. From that moment on, we vowed to make a habit of treading our bare feet, (at least ten minutes a day) on the green, green grass and the soils beneath them…for they are like our siblings too…to be touched, to be reconnected….

Maybe you would like to try this too?

The Greatest Creator of All…..


We had a lovely time for the first day of the weekend. The splendid and smooth ride up Gunung Macincang by cable car, the wonderfully curved and magnificent suspended walkway high up among the cliffs. A feat to behold! A testimony of man’s creativity and engineering skills. A gift from the Almighty.

But all these man-made creations…None beats the doings of the Greatest Creator of all…

From up there, we savoured the breathtaking scenery…The folds of ‘slashed-out’ like highlands, (His creation dating back 500 million years ago)..rich bluish green with the untouched forests beyond. The deep blue of the Andaman sea adjoining a far-out island belonging to our next door neighbour, Thailand. A lone yatch sailing in the cobalt waters, standing out like a speck of white dot…Looking down from atop the mountains, I was mesmerized and remembered what Allah has said in the Quran, (Qaaf, verses 6 until 11):

“Have they not looked at the sky above then and marked, how We have made it, adorned it, and that there are no flaws in it? And the earth! We have spread it out and set upon it mountains and caused to grow in it every kind of beautiful vegetation. All these things are eye-openers and a reminder for every servant returning to Allah.
And also in Al Baqarah, verse 164:

“Surely, in the creation of the heavens and the earth, in the alternation of the night and the day, in the sailing of the ships through the ocean for the profit of mankind, in the rain which Allah sends down form the skies, with which He revives the earth after its death and spreads in it all kinds of animals, in the change of the winds and the clouds between the sky and the earth that are made subservient, there are signs for rational people.”

And then, my heart simply had to utter praises for Him.

“..there are signs for men of understanding. Those who remember Allah, while standing, sitting, and lying on their sides, and meditate on the creation of the heavens and the earth, then say: “Our Rabb! You have not created this in vain. Glory to You! Save us from the punishment of Fire.” ~ Ali Imran: verses 190-191~

Langkawi…then and now…

While on the ferry to there, my husband and I reminisced the first time we set foot on the holiday island. It was in 1987. Our son was only three, his elder sister, five years older and another eleven year old cousin of theirs. The conditions then was very laid back. Not very many places to stay. A restaurant up a hill beside the weather beaten jetty. We were exhausted when our feet touched the ground, amid the jostling crowd who apparently had the same idea as ours. To spend the Chinese New Year break....on impulse! We did not anticipate that it was going to be such a hassle…

A kindly man may have noticed our forlorn looks for he stepped near us, offered a ride in his car, to find a place to stay. We were more than happy and full of gratitude…

A few moments later, we found ourselves agreeing to stay at a huge kampong house (which was just built and still smelled of fresh woodwork). Upstairs were two bedrooms, a grass mat, two pillows and mosquito coils with matches. All for two ringgits per head per night (and that means adult heads, children not counted!) Nobody complained. We were grateful. There was a roof above our heads. And the next day, we were taken round the island by the same kindly man for a meagre fee. The ‘beras terbakar’ (burnt rice) - we picked and laid on our palms...the children laughing and had such a great time! To me, there is nothing more refreshing than the sounds of childrens’ laughter. A melody no music can capture...What more did we want? Such simple pleasures!

Fast forward! We were on our way to there again. This time around, in a more sophisticated speed boat. And Langkawi as it is now is such a far cry when we first saw it more than two decades ago. The old jetty is now just like the setting at an international airport somewhere in Europe. The ‘beras terbakar’ no longer to be seen and handpicked by visitors. We have seen the gradual changes taking place. Our little son eventually grew up and spent two years of his teenage years in a resort-like residential junior college there (of which, became the setting for a few episodes in my book, Sentuhan Muttaqeen), making us frequent visitors of the lovely island throughout that duration. Time sure flew very fast. My young son is now a young man, in his final year, M. Eng. programme at the University of Manchester. He will be finishiing his studies by May 2008, Insha Allah.

I remembered again sometime in the eighties too. We were there again as a family. The trip was sponsored fully by the institution we were attached with. My husband by then, was the head of a department. It was a meeting of all the ‘big heads’! But of course, during that trip, I was just a mum accompanying my two children.

I gathered another two other mums and their little ones. Three mums and ten children. We rented two cars amongst us. Then suddenly, there was power failure for the whole of the island. We had not even filled up the car with enough petrol yet. Then, with what little that we had, we drove to a small kiosk like station (it looked more like a small hut waiting to fall under). An old man called out to us, asking whether we wanted petrol, smiling as he did. I simply could not erase the scene afterwards from my mind. Even now, I can still visualize it. The girls were giggling away and the boys, laughing their hearts out. Everyone had a hand in pumping the petrol out, with our bare hands. (There was no power supply, remember?) We were all so fascinated, the children especially, with the transparent pinkish like thing trickling down the side into the tanks of our well used convertibles…..Surely, it was an experience to be treasured…..always and forever…

Sibling Rendezvous....




Realizing that we might only get to see my younger brother again in a year’s time, (Insya Allah), my elder sister and I decided to plan our moments of sibling rendezvous together. He will be back in Brighton, England and starting to work next month. Another brother in KL and a sister in Ipoh could not make it. So, since the three of us could, we just might as well…

These moments are very much treasured. Especially ever since the demise of both our parents. My sister and I, accompanied by our beloved husbands (minus the children). Plus a good friend of ours: G.H., who seemed more like a father to my brother (he was formerly his landlord) a very fit man (both physical and mental..might share his ‘secret’ of maintaining such good health, in future writings) well into his eighties. The Friday after awal Muharram. No lectures for me. Great! So, off we were…on our way to the sunny place associated with more than 99 islands, just up the north west coast of Malaysia….beautiful, legendary Langkawi….

Wednesday, January 9, 2008

Muharram greetings....

My heart was deeply touched after reading the short messages that continue to come in..amongst which:

“Blessed Muharram greetings 1429 to you. May the new year furnish you with deeper faith, increase commitment for amal ibadah and taqwa towards Allah..May Allah continue to bless your family and you in all your efforts and good deeds..Amin..”

Yes! Warm Muharram Greetings everyone! May our hearts be more steadfast and persevere in the right path towards Allah…Amin..”

Tuesday, January 8, 2008

About Sentuhan Muttaqeen..my second book

To have a happy home and family is the ultimate dream of any man. Or a woman for that matter. A stable home full of love and care, would certainly provide a conducive environment for the upbringing of a child. In this happy home too, a child’s full potential may be explored and optimized.

What would happen if the dream home suddenly collapses? The innocent child would of course be the first one to be affected. The parents are no longer under the same roof. The child might be induced to think that he or she is the one to be at fault. Worse still, the child feels unloved. The tell-tale signs such as retaliation, rebellion, bullying at school are just the tips of the iceberg…

This second book of mine tries to open a window in the life of a little boy who is experiencing just that, i.e. a broken home...

A lot of questions and underlying answers have been interwoven in the story line. If separation seems to be the only way and deemed to be inevitable then, what sort of damage control measures should the parents be made aware of? What are the factors that may bring about solace and ‘stabilize’ the child? What about the other members of the family; the grandmother, for example? How about the roles of teachers, friends at school and other members of the society?

These are some of the curtains that have been drawn open in the book. Although Sentuhan Muttaqeen was published and placed under the category for children's reading, it is hoped that parents and other members of the society may benefit or learn something out of the portrayal of the characters in the story…Insya Allah..

Sunday, January 6, 2008

New year resolutions, youths? Some lessons to be learnt from Surah Al Kahfi…



(This article first appeared in Jendela Hikmah, a weekly column every Friday of the week in one of the Malaysian mainstream media Berita Harian, dated March 24th. 2006. For this entry, it has been revised and modified…)

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The transition period between being a child and a matured adult is coined as being an adolescent. Sometimes it may be termed as being a teenager, in other instances as young adults or simply youths. Call it whatever you may. The underlying fact is that the people making up this range in age will undoubtedly be the inheritors of this whole ummah. They are analogous to being like fragile buds slowly awakening to eventually flourish as full fledged blossoms and embellishing their fragrances as time ticks slowly by. Numerous lessons may be gathered, studied and learnt from the Quran and Al Hadith by Muslim youths; one being the story of King Zul-Qarnain.

In surah Al-Kahfi in particular, youths may emulate the leadership qualities possessed by King Zul-Qarnain. His name exemplifies his greatness; something that may be reflected upon to assess who this man really was. The meaning of his special name is “the one with the two horns” – based upon the power that he presides across boundaries of the West stretching all the way to the East.

Allah has said in the surah Al-Kahfi verse 84, the meaning of which is:

Indeed we established his power in the land and We gave him all kinds of ways and means.

The leadership qualities in this great leader Zul-Qarnain that youths may strive to possess are:

1. Taqwa.

The strength of taqwa in Zul-Qarnain is so deeply embedded even though he had the whole of the regions of the East and the West under his authority. Even if he had the East and the West subjugated beneath his feet and command, the glory did not make him forget who he was. He did not let success enter into his head and eat it all out. This is apparent as he knew his place and position in relation to his Creator, Allah subhanahuwataala (swt). Listen to what he said at the time when he was building the great wall demarcating and keeping out the Yajuj and Majuj, in verses 94 and 95, the meanings of which are:

Should we pay tribute in order for you to build a barrier between us and them?” Zul-Qarnain said: “That which my Rabb has granted me is more than enough.””

This same attitude of Zul-Qarnain kept him firmly grounded on his feet even after the successful completion of the Great Divide as is shown in verse 98:

He said: “This is a blessing from my Rabb. But you should know that when the promise of my Rab shall come to pass, He will level it to the ground, for the promise of my Rabb is ever true.”

Reflect upon the high degree of taqwa carved and chiselled into the heart and soul of Zul-Qarnain.

2. A clear vision, mission and goal in life

In verses 87 until 88 of the surah Al-Kahfi, Allah said:

He (Zul-Qarnain) said: “Anyone who will do wrong shall be punished; then will he return to his Rabb and be sternly punished by Him. As for him who believes and does good deeds, he will have a good reward and will be assigned an easy task by our command.

Based on these verses, it is clear that his vision was to uphold the truth, justice and to wield battle against any form of apostacy and wrongdoings as stipulated by Allah. Even though he had within his reach, all the power and greatness, these had not made him go astray from the goal that he wished to achieve, which was deeply engraved in his heart. All the power and authority that he held was used as a tool or platform to establish the kingdom of Allah swt.

This method of approach was consistently implemented in all the establishments under Zul-Qarnain’s wings.

3. An intelligent strategist

Indeed, in order to achieve a targeted vision, a very well planned approach will need to be undertaken; not simply being brash and spontaneous or according to one’s whims and fancies. In this regard, there are repetitions of the following form of the verse in the surah:

Then he set out on another expedition and marched on.”

This affirmation is mentioned three times i.e. in verses 85, 89 and 92.

What is the underlying significance of these repetitions? Of course, none other than to establish the fact that in order to achieve the pinnacle of success, one needs to strategize carefully, impeccably detailed and immaculately laid out. There must also exist an action plan.

4. Having a Wide Outlook and Global Perspective

The importance for Muslim youths to acquire a more matured outlook encompassing global perspectives is a fact that cannot be denied. In the words of Allah as in verse 84:

Indeed we established his power in the land and We gave him all kinds of ways and means.

The essence of this concept observed in Zul-Qarnain may be seen in the practice propagated by King Meiji during his reign in Japan in 1876. In fact, the word ‘dochakuka’ is the keyword implemented especially in the area of agriculture; so much so that the success achieved in this area has spread into the industrial sector. New products of high standards have found its place in the local market and woven its niche competitively across the globe and the world market. Likewise, Muslim youths should be able to see themselves as this ‘excellent quality products’, equipped with the right Muslim attitudes and identity, capable of projecting themselves in the local area as well as speading their wings and to be of benefit to the whole wide world. That was the way it was with the early Muslim travelers, traders and bringers of the message of this great religion of Islam, bringing with them the virtues and exemplary qualities along the way. It comes to no surprise as to why Islam has managed to spread its wings from the interior nothingness of the deserts to countries East and West of the hemisphere, becoming the fastest growing religion in the world.

5. Communicative Skills

Allah says in verses 93 until 94:

till he reached between two mountains where he found a people who could hardly understand his language. They requested: O Zul-Qarnain! People of Gog and Magog ravage this land.

Imagine how the situation would be like if a leader has the capacity to understand the languageof a certain race which no one else before him could. How fortunate it would be for the people to have such a leader. This also meant that Zul-Qarnain had in him a high level of communicative skills which is even today, deemed as a necessary quality for a leader.

In order to understand, one must also be a good listener. For a leader, this is not only an essential quality but also proves to be especially paramount as far as planning and formulating plans of action are concerned. Even more, the leader should be articulate and suave especially when confronted with difficult situations, requiring skills in rebuttal as well as refuting arguments shot down from enemies. As such, it is not surprising why Zul-Qarnain’s empire surpasses horizons East and West.

6. Well equipped with the most current and sophisticated technology

The practice of ‘being spectators, mere consumers and only know how to make use of’ should be curtailed amongst us Muslims. We should attempt to be at the forefront of exploratory efforts, making discoveries, to be pioneers in research, innovating and creating new technologies. There is a very big difference between being a consumer and an inventor.

Zul-Qarnaian certainly acquired this particular skill as is described in verses 96 until 97. With this empowerment bestowed upon him, the construction of the great wall to ward off the evils of Yakjuj and Makjuj was made possible.

“(He said) “Bring me panels of iron.” Finally when he dammed up the space between the two mountains, he said: “Ply your bellows.” They did so until the iron wall became red hot, then he said: “Bring me some molten brass to pour over it.” This became such a barrier that Gog and Magog could not scale it or to dig through it.

Therefore, Muslim youths…If you already have made your new year resolutions, wouldn’t it have been made much more meaningful if your resolutions be adjusted to include some (if not all ) of the qualities embodied in the great King Zul-Qarnain as shown by Allah in the surah Al Kahfi?

With the inclusions of these in Muslim youth’s resolution, the qualities of a potential leader will be envisaged and realized, Insya Allah…Amin..

Thursday, January 3, 2008

The first signs of spring....


Spring is in the air. Winter may soon end. What sign may be more heartfelt than the emergence of green shoots uncurling from the earthy grounds. And then later on, bursting from the swollen green shoots are golden yellow heads of petals swaying in the gentle breeze. . Yes! None other than the daffodils! Lovely daffodils; their yellow trumpets and long necks bobbing up and down. What a pretty sight! And certainly a sight to behold! In the western part of the world, daffodils are symbols of hope and a new beginning. That is how significant the flower is to myself especially when embarking on something new i.e. in writing and while producing my first book “Dafodil Untuk Insyirah”.

What does one do when opportunity comes knocking on one’s door? When there is an offer to break away from the cocoon enveloping one’s life and to explore some foreign places in pursuit of knowledge, one should not hesitate and to let this experience of a lifetime go to waste. However, one need to always remind oneself to be cautious on factors that may divert one’s attention from achieving one’s goal and and to stray from one’s initial intention in the quest for knowledge. These include being wary of the things that may affect one’s identity as a practising Muslim.

Success becomes more meaningful and sweeter if shared with others. Thus, the experiences as an A-Level student at the Chesterfield College of Technology and then years spent at Sheffield undergoing an undergraduate programme became the backdrop of the story in this first book of mine.


The episodes in this book contain subtle messages and reminders to readers. Amongst them are the situations (which may be awkward sometimes) dealing and living with unreasonable housemates, the virtue of patience while trying to fit into each other’s personality and lifestyle, to inculcate courtesy and tolerance among occupants while sharing an abode, caring for each other and others, to remain focused on what one intend to achieve in one’s ambition, to be aware and to observe the syarie conditions in dealings between the two sexes, the eye-opening experience of mixing around with other students and people of different background, to be involved with activities at the local masjid and get-togethers, to be informed of the halal and haram in food and clothings, the right attitude when faced with challenges while trying to achieve excellence in studies, the beauty of friendship, being able to mix around with the locals without bending one’s outlook and basic principles in life, to adhere to decisions made by one’s own parents, to be tough and steady while confronted with tumultuous conditions especially one that may affect emotional stability and many more. In addition to that, the question of narrow mindedness of certain skewed family practices and incompatibility in background which still exists in the societal strata of the Malaysian community (of which there is no basis in Islam) is also highlighted in the story line.

In our life, we must always strive to gather knowledge, to enjoin good deeds, prevent evil and mischief as well as to lend our hands in helping others. Therefore, every effort, though very little should be geared towards this. In order for effectiveness, we must be and always remain in a group or a team. United we stand, alone and we will fall. For that, I have opted to become a member of Jamaah Islah Malaysia (JIM) and am an active member of JIM in the state of Perak. I have chosen to contribute in the area of writing and have managed to publish some articles in the mainsteam media, namely in the column Jendela Hikmah and Bicara Kalbu (Berita Harian, every Friday of the week), under the women’s wing of JIM (Wanita JIM).

Feel free to browse
http://jendelahikmah05.blogspot.com/ and http://wanitajimceria.blogspot.com/ to take a peek at the collection of beneficial reading materials in the repository contributed by members of the Kelab Penulis Islah, a pool of writers transgressing across the different states under JIM in Malaysia.

I would like to remind myself and other Muslim parents to always be concerned about the development and the upbringing of our young ones. Special attention should be given to those children of ours who are continuing their education whether locally or those pursuing them overseas. In preserving our identity as Muslims, the situation of the fish in the sea may be taken as an analogy. Living and swimming for years under salty conditions have not affected them nor made them more salty than the day they were born. Let us make the teachings of Islam in totality as the guide in our life and iman as our barrier from the onslaught of attacks and damaging threats from our enemies. We must continue to seek knowledge and may our lives be always blessed with Allah’s guidance as He is our Creator. May we all attain serenity in this temporary life on this earth and achieve more meaningful happiness in the next world which will definitely be our permanent abode, as promised by Allah, Insha Allah..

Wasalam...

Wednesday, January 2, 2008

Hues of Dewdrops...

These dewdrops of opaline hues…
Clinging on till their time is due…
But even in that tiny spell…
They do their best to dwell…
On their duty to dispel…
The rays dancing through their prismic crystal…
As such too we should do…
As long as our hearts still continue to chime…
And the early morning rays spill of sunshine..
When hark! Our ears behold sweet melodies from our feathery friend…
Then good deeds, helping hands we should lend...
True to our words as long as we can still stand…
While beneath our feet, this good earth lay…
Whose days too are numbered and ebbing away…
Just like the dewdrops which sit fizzling…
On edges of leaves so green and appealing…
And on petal rims softly unfolding…