Sesungguhnya aku sedang menasihati kamu, bukanlah bererti akulah yg terbaik dlm kalangan kamu. Bukan juga yg paling soleh dlm kalangan kamu, kerana aku juga pernah melampaui batas untuk diri sendiri.
Seandainya seseorang itu hanya dapat menyampaikan dakwah apabila dia sempurna, nescaya tidak akan ada pendakwah. Maka akan jadi sikitlah org yg memberi peringatan...
-Imam Hasan Al-Basri-
"The want of plenty distracted you "
[Al-Quran; Sura Al-Kautsar]
So, which road should I choose now?
[Embark on the PhD train or disembark from the study train altogether]
Thursday, September 22, 2011
.::Road Tags::. quotes
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
.::Road Tags::. qudwah, sharing
Friday, September 16, 2011
.::Road Tags::. quotes, sharing
.::Road Tags::. quotes, sharing
Thursday, September 15, 2011
I plan to go home this weekend.
But I already got assignments and projects!
Luckily my group mates also need to balik kampung - family business
Yeay! (Opss... Alhamdulillah...) :-D
Then, I can get to see little Froggy Prince...
(Including Elephant, Banana and Miss Princess-to-be)
.::Road Tags::. living cabin, nieces and nephews, sharing
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
I passed the first day with relief. Alhamdulillah
Relief from not L.O.S.T during the journey to find my way to the classroom.
(Even though I took the not so shortcut path to the faculty..hahaha... It's ok, after this I know where to cut the way :-) )
I'm late for 5-10mins to the first lecture, due to these problems:-
- Hard to unlock and lock the gate at my house (struggling about 5-6mins)
- Took the wrong way (Tasnim, my secondary schoolmate who is also studying here already told me the way but I couldn't find it. But now I KNOW :-D ) Thus, adds some more minutes there. *sigh*
- Arrived at the classroom, (this one I have no problem finding it) I looked inside and see a male lecturer. I was confused, because as I remembered, I enrolled to the class with a female lecturer as the instructor... So, I stop at the table near the classroom and dig in my bag, to check my schedule. Oh! Ok... I got it wrong... My eyes read the name as RAMLAH instead of RAMLAN. And yes, that IS my class. Hmmmm...adds some more seconds there, again...
I was ashamed to enter as I was late, but luckily, I saw a group of students (who are also late comers) to enter the room, then I join them (as part of covering myself of course).
First mission - status: accomplished! Alhamdulillah :-D
First Firedrill (Real One, Not for Fun)
In the middle of class, we heard some noise outside the building. Someone is yelling and shouting. My lecturer looked at the window and he turned to us and said, "We need to get out, there is a building on fire. Evacuate the room in 3mins, or else we will be considered fail to safe ourselves"
But, all the students walk lenggang kangkung to the door :P
Knowing that, it is not our building that is on fire,but the one next to us...
But that is the protocol, all must evacuate.
So the class delayed for about hmmmmm... 1 hour perhaps?
After the firefighters done fighting with the fire, we went back inside to continue the lecture... :Fire
After the class, I went to check for the venues for the other subjects.
Planning to stay at the faculty or tour campus, but my shoes throw its tantrum by biting my foot.
So, plan cancelled. I went back home to change my footwear.
This time I used the shortcut! ;-)
So Called Shortcut...
I took off my shoes and walk with my bare foot as I can't stand the shoes bites.
Thanks to Allah, the shortcut full with grass..not pebbles and stones.
As I get closer to my destination --> home, I heard a voice calling me.
An Iranian guy...
"Excuse me, do you know where the Engineering Faculty is?"
"Oh, yes I do.. It is near the Mosque. You know the Mosque?"
(No? Ok, seems like I have to make a detour... )
I was planning to drop him at the nearest bus stand. But didn't find one..
Lastly I got an idea, I drop him at the post guard to the Architecture Faculty.
Then I made U-turn back home..
My junior at high-school voluntarily offered to send and fetch me.
Feel like a little child first day at the kindergarten, plus this, my little sister drive me to school! *Blusshhh*
"It's ok, I don't have anything during night time. It is not a big thing to send and fetch you..."
Thank You Very Much Sis!
But then, I met a friend who rent a house near to mine, so, she offered me a ride after the class end. I text-ed my junior to inform her not to come...
And I thank you Allah for make ease of my way.... :$
Sending me some hand and help through people...
Show and give me the ideas and ways to do things...
Comfort and strengthen my soul throughout the starting point of my journey...
I went through my first day smoothly... (Even though with the butterflies flying in my stomach)
Praise be to Allah...
Praise be to Allah...
Praise be to Allah...
p/s: learning to adapt...
.::Road Tags::. campus, sharing
A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor.
Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life....
Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups - porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal.
Some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to the coffee.When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said:
"If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups have been taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress."
"Be assured that the cup itself adds no quality to the coffee.
In most cases it is just more expensive and in some cases even hides what we drink.
What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups...
And then you began eyeing each other's cups."
Now consider this:
Life is the coffee;
The jobs, money and position in society are the cups.
They are just tools to hold and contain Life, and the type of cup we have does not define, nor change the quality of life we live.
Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee.
Savor the coffee, not the cups!
The happiest people don't have the best of everything. They just make the best of everything.
Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly.
Yes, sometime we tend to forget and lost our aim and goal in our life...
Too much looking at others or cares what others might think...
Want to have/be like others or perhaps to have/be more than the others...
Always struggle for what's not so important, yet leave behind what is...
Imam Suhaib adds [to this story];
" If the life is the coffee,
And the jobs+money+position in society are the cups...
Then the harvesting and brewing of the coffee beans might be the process of Tarbiyah!" ;-)
Yes, I agree on that.
Need to go through a very careful and rightful harvesting and brewing process in order to get the quality beans right?
p/s: how is our harvesting and brewing process? still going or stopped already?
.::Road Tags::. living cabin, ponder, quotes
Thursday, September 8, 2011
- Tired and 'syahid' (sleeping) in class...
- L.A.Z.Y and B.U.S.Y - are also among the enemies to be fought..
Allah is the light of the heavens and the earth. The parable of His light is As if there were a Niche and within it a Lamp: the Lamp enclosed In Glass: the glass As it were a brilliant star: Lit from a Blessed tree, an Olive, neither of the east nor of the west, whose oil is well-nigh luminous, though Fire scarce touched it: light upon Light! Allah doth guide whom He will to His Light: Allah doth set forth parables for men: and Allah doth know all things. (24:35)
To Ina, Mar and all my friends who will be continuing their study, I pray for your success..
Let us strive to be " Al-3lim An-Naafi3 "
And to Adik Safi, I hope you can make up your mind a.s.a.p...
May the right choice will be yours... :-)
p/s: Live within your means; you know your ability and strength. Work on it despite on what people may say and perceive. Me - the most I ever handle is 18.5 per semester (in main camp). It was a lot more during the foundation studies, but the result is not that impressive :-( Thus the lesson is, know your body. How far can you push yourself (to the maximum level).
.::Road Tags::. campus, others