moments that are engraved on my mind

there was a girl sitting next to me, at first i did not even realise that she was there as i myself was concentrating in my prayer that i forgot about others, suddenly she was sobbing very hard that she scared me, i glanced at her and i was taken aback by the tears that were streaming from her eyes.Jumping on my feet i walked away, i thought my life was doomed, but looking at her, i guessed i was not the only one.now only i could see her sitting there beside me before Ka'aba, i wish i could tell her how sorry i was that i did not console her, or at least stayed by her side,

and life goes on, driving home from work i listened to an islamic channel, the fuel was more than half full as i was a little bit light on the paddle, other vehicles were also on a slow pace, nobody speed as there was a police traffic near the junction the day before, the deejay was saying "if we seek human's pleasure with Allah SWT wrath, we will be left at human's will...." and forgive me God if it ever crosses me to seek that path....

the hot weather made my mind wonder to a sister whom i could not see her face.she nearly passed out in front of me when we were struggling to get near to performing the tradition of Prophet saw, now i wonder whether it was due to the heat as it was in May, i whispered to her that we should back out to save ourselves , we were nearly drown by the crowd, i could not imagine our fate if either of us fell to the ground we desperately moved out, pulling her out to a space nevertheless i was suddenly pushed foward and facing towards it. i was able to perform the tradition, stubbornly , i set my mind to get to know it as per itself 'the stone' , so it was itself.....and so it was true, seeing it from another angle, God knows what is in the heart and what is in the mind....

But not long before, there was a girl who was trying hard to touch the stone as how a sahabah did it, keeping it in mind that the Prophet saw had touch it, she was eager to trace the tradition, it was not easy it was a struggle ...the scent bloomed in her heart that her heart could burst open, and she was beguiled by it....and i said SUBHANALLAH, Allah SWT the most Gracious and Most Merciful

an enjoyable time

at a book fair, snooping sniffing flipping eyeing browsing the pages is a hobby which has been swept under the carpet but has been awoken

it hits me to the core...

(speechless tongue-tied dumbfounded and suffocated by .......adapted from ust has blog comment ...)
Saja nak sama-sama berkongsi peristiwa.Salam.Abang saya yg tersayang,di bawa pergi bersama dua angota polis ,sebelum sempat mencapai AL_QURAN untuk di baca bersama anak dan isteri selepas habis Magrib.Tak tahu kenapa dan apa punca,kata polis di balai nanti boleh diberitahu sebab dan mengapa.Tak berdaya berbuat apa-apa,tangan di gari didepan tiga orang anak yang masih disekolah rendah dan tadika dan tak dapat ucap apa-apa dengan isteri.Dibalai ,diberitahu abang saya memperkosa(rogol)seorang budak dalam lingkunggan 4ke5 tahun.Tak boleh membela diri ketika itu,hari pun dah mlm,abang saya disumbat kedalam lokap dlm keadaan berseluar dalam sahaja.Bapa saya ketika itu dah tak ada air mata menanggis, bergitu juga kami.Seminggu didalam lokap dan sudah dibelasah beberapa kali oleh mat-mat lokap juga atas arahan polis keatas dia,sehingga kening abang saya pun dicukur,abang saya dibebaskan atas jaminan yang tak kurang 10 ke 12 ribu.Dalam semua surat khabar tersiar berita ini.Kerana hati abang saya dekat dgn ALLAH,dan doa yang berterus dari keluarga dan muslimin yg mengenalinya ,kes berjalan hampir 10 tahun dan bapa kami telah kembali kerahmahtuallah tanpa dapat mendengar hukuman dijatuhkan.Jika sabit kesalahan dia akan dipenjara tak kurang 25th dan sebat 6 ke 15 sebatan.Iktiar emak tak pernah padam,lalu menyarankan abg pergi menunaikan umrah dan berdoa dan buatlah ibadah sedaya mungkin disana.Malangnya dibacakan hukuman,abg saya tetap didapati bersalah.Pergi ke makamah tinggi utk yang terakhirnya proses ini,dan jika tetap kalah dalam melawan kes,abang saya dah tak berpeluang lagi mempertahankan haknya..Kerana pendapatan abang saya tak besar ,kami bersama-sama membantu bayar jaminan dan belanja anak-anak sekolah.ALLAH maha kaya ,Walau pun kes ini sungguh memalukan,yang peliknya jiran-jiran walau pun bukan muslim ,rakan taulan dan ramai lagi yang tak pernah abang saya kenal datang menziara dan juga turut menyumbang dlm kes ini.Dipendekkan cerita yang terlalu panjang dan memang tak boleh saya tulis dengan detail,ALLah melepaskan FITNAH itu pada tahun lepas.Peguam yg membela abg saya tak ambil 10sen pun atas hikmat beliau,sdgkan kes dah berjln hampir 10th.Bergitulah FITNAH yang abang saya tanggung.Komen komen dari pembaca yang tidak tahu kedudukan sebenar sungguh tajam dan mengelarkan abang saya sebagai bapa Syaitan.Orang yang memfitnah abang,kini telah mengidap strok disamping pelbagai penyakit lain dan disiasat oleh polis.Menurut logik dari siasatan berkemungkinan besar cucunya itu adalah mangsa pemfitnah itu sendiri.Sebelum itu ..cucunya pernah diasuh oleh kakak ipar saya.FITNAH itu melata-lata,semuga kita sentiasa berdoa kehadrat ALLah dan dilindungi dari beban FITNAH ini.

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what is on your mind?

SOMETIMES CHANGES ARE INEVITABLE....AS I HAVE JOTTED SOMEWHERE BEFORE THAT IN THE END IS A NEW BEGINNING, I STILL FEEL THE SAME,

patience is

an action to always keep in Allah swt path and not to stray from it, to stand for your right is patience, to defend it is patience....by AA

down the memory lane

stepping foward, aside
bending and blending
to look into the future
without doubt or hesitation
that as long as we walk in HIS guide
blessing will be the reward
in this life where 24-7 will fly in a wink
in the hereafter where time is eternity
and a moment is like 1000 years

sometimes there is a tug
to look at what you had left in the past
not to regret but to appreciate and move on