Hues of dewdrops: A year older today but …..wiser?

Monday, February 11, 2008

A year older today but …..wiser?

Yes! Today marks the day when I was born. And 49 it is! But then, if calculated using the Muslim calendar, my age would have been more than a century…(51 to be exact!)

How much more years are there left? Thinking about it makes me shudder… Then I realized that my time life is drawing near. I should fill it with planting and sowing more seeds…Insha Allah..

Earlier in the day, after fajar prayers, my beloved husband presented me with a book entitled “Book of Unforgettable Journeys” – Great Writers on Great Places, published by Penguin Books. Year – 2007. Very recent indeed! Sounds magical too! Can’t wait to put my hands around it and feast on it with my eyes and soul…maybe tonight…

A small message appeared on my mobile phone. From my daughter…inscribed, “Happy 49th. birthday to a great Mum and Neena. May Allah bless you always. Thank you for all the support and understanding..Loves: Nusaybah, Khalil and little Insyirah.”

My eyes are starting to swell already...

I also recalled the email I received from my son (Anas bin Mohd. Sofian) who is still zealously immersed in his studies at Manchester. A sweet poem was what he sent. And so befitting its title too…(since it was written in the Malay Language, maybe it would sound a bit off the tune…but still, I would like to share it with you…) Here it is...

Sweetness

The sweetness of a face lies in the smile,

The sweetness of character bears respect,

The sweetness of good deeds is in tandem with sincerity,

The sweetness of knowledge bears its fruits in amal (deeds),

The sweetness of doing amal is carying it out with ihsan (excellence),

The sweetness of living a life is furnishing it with iman (faith),

The sweetness of a family is fertilizing it with mawaddah (love),

The sweetness of being in a jamaah is nourishing it with ukhuwwah (brotherhood of love),

The sweetness of an ummah is sowing it with tarbiyyah (character building),

The sweetness of a daulah is being in the shade of barakah (blessings),

The sweetness of doing da’wah is encountering mehnah (tribulations),

The sweetness of Islam lies in its izzah (glory),

So Mum, may your days be filled with sweetness….

(Copyright

aNas.Manchester darul Iman..=)

)

Little did I realize that Puan Ainon Mohd (PTS_Guru) and I share the same birth date. So, I wished her a birthday day wish by sharing the poem with her, exchanging the “Mum” with “Puan” for her.

The gift of the book from my beloved husband, the greetings from my daughter and the poem form my son are fathomless gifts...which are far more valuable than all the whole riches in the world…

“Oh Allah! We are ever so grateful for these love that You have bestowed upon us…Accept our good deeds, guide us and prevent us from straying away from Your path, grant us opportunites to sow seeds of goodness and righteousness in championing Your faith, within the few more moments of our lives….Amin”

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~Aishah Schwartz said...: Assalamu Alaikum wa Rahmatuallahi wa Barakatuhu and Mabrook Habibti! Subhan'Allah, I see you have much more to celebrate than the blessing of having been granted 49 years of life! You have been busy book writing! Subhan'Allah! We are so lucky to have you at MWA - and I do apologize for not visiting before...and thank you for stepping out from behind the shadows so that the rest of us could bask in the warmth of the sunlight found in your blog!
Hugs for you birthday girl! (Just turned 47 myself!)
Ma'Salaama,
`Aishah; February 11, 2008 at 9:39 PM
Umi Kalthum Ngah said...: Waalaikumu salam wa Rahmatullahi wa Barakatuh

Sister Aishah,

Thank you so much for visiting and dropping those lines..

I meant to 'step out' earlier but was a bit shy because i felt like I did not have anything so significant to say..

Please! Do come again..

And wishing you a happy 47th. birthday too, Sister Aishah..

Wasalam...; February 11, 2008 at 10:19 PM
Nazhatulshima N said...: Good to see another bilingual blogger who separates the 2 languages in 2 blogs.

Of course you are getting wiser!; February 13, 2008 at 6:37 AM

These 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…

6th book - Come! BE a Writer!...

I wanted this book to be of use regularly, always referred to, to act as a fountain of ideas for those who aspire to be writers and wish to live as one. This book is about writing. Therefore, do not just read it. Instead, use it. Often. Flick through it, roll your eyes and move your fingers across its pages, fold over its edges so you may remember where you suddenly pick up some important points along the way. Make full use of the book. Let the pages be limp with use. Then, don’t forget to write! ("You Want to Write?" is written in the Malay Language (Bahasa Melayu)).

My Fifth Book..

The changing of the guards atop the stone fence encircling the old city has always been the object of intrigue for a pair of huge eyes, belonging to a maiden; behind closed windows and iron bars..a princess by the name of Salsabila. So was the hustle and bustle down at the market square; the bartering, the calls for merchandise spilling over the small lanes. How exciting! But alas! The princess could only watch from up in the tower. Was Princess Salsabila able to make her dream come true? To be able to immerse herself in the streets without revealing who she really was? What could she do? What were her tactics? (This book is published in the Malay Language or Bahasa Melayu).

Book Summary

Insyirah further extends her studies to another part of the globe in the field of medicine. Being far away from her family and friends did not deter nor dampen her spirit in her pursuit to be a doctor. She pays special attention to her well-being as a practising Muslim; in her clothing, in her manners as well as the way she carries herself while carrying out her daily affairs in the western part of the world. Steadfast in faith (iman) becomes her guiding torch whilst carrying on with her life in a land so far away. Her helpful and understanding housemates and friends (though not of the same faith), tinged her life with colourful events even though it is full of ups and downs. But then, her previous memories with Ilham Budi (whom she had to break up with because of family objections and interference due to different status and family background) continue to haunt her…(This book is a sequel to the book “Daffodil Untuk Insyirah and is published in Bahasa Melayu)

Blurb On The Book Cover

“The scarf! Its colour! How lovely! Purple. Not as dark as the remia. In a delightful softer hue. Indeed it is my favourite shade!” said Hanis, her voice in a muffled tone. Nurul smiled. Flashing her even white teeth, she said, “ Hanis! If you really want to know, that is the colour of lavender!” Hanis asked, her face puzzled, “Lavendar? What is that?” “Well! You have fallen in love with the colour. You haven’t even tasted its scent! Certainly, it will drive you raving mad! Hahaha!” Nurul replied with laughter. “The lavender plant only grows in a place blessed with the four seasons. Like in England! So, if you want so much to be able to see it with your own eyes then this is what you would have to do! Study hard. Motivate yourself so much so that one day you will be able to be in that place of your dreams…the land of the English lavender, okay?” said Nurul, further instilling Hanis’s heart. There was silence. But then in an instant, the look in Hanis’s eyes moved further and further away towards the unseen distance…(Published in Bahasa Melayu)

Book Summary

He emerged gleaming like a drop of glistening pearl. Afiq was a victim of a broken home, being brought up by his granny back at the kampung. To overcome his sense of insecurity and despair, he often rebelled and resort to bullying at school. Switching schools while living back and forth, between his mother and father’s abode was a normal routine. Experiences got the better of him and eventually he matured; when one day, his father, Haji Azam put him in a school. From that moment on, his life took a turn. The purifying touch from Sekolah Al Muttaqeen...(Published in Bahasa Melayu)

Book Summary

For the first time in her life, Insyirah had the opportunity to further her studies at Sheffield, United Kingdom, a place very much foreign to her. Circumstances became much easier as she had her cousin Iskandar who was already there. How would a young girl be able to cope with all the challenges of life in a country whereby the culture was very much different to the one that she had been used to before? Find out how Insyirah dealt with obstacles in her life and matured ultimately, her life interspersed with events, colouring it with lovely memories, as beautiful as the daffodils...(The book is published in Bahasa Melayu)

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Monday, February 11, 2008

A year older today but …..wiser?

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