WE HAVE A PROBLEM

I have a cousin who is currently working in Jeddah, Saudi Arabia. The last time I met him was when I went to perform umrah. We met before my parents and I departed back to Malaysia. That day, he gave some souvenirs to my father i.e. his uncle. Among the souvenirs that he gave is a piece of cloth for my father to make a baju melayu. After he left, I had a short conversation with my father:

Ayah :

Nak buat ape dgn kain nie yer?

Anas :

Ayah buat baju melayu lah.

Ayah :

Tp ayah rasa ayah tak nak buat baju melayu raya tahun nie. Sbb ayah baru je beli baju

Melayu. Awak nak?

Anas :

Erm…. Bleh jgk. (dgn nada serba salah nak amek.. tp dlm hati sbnarnya… NAK!!!!!!!!!!!)

So, that is the story how I got my baju melayu. Huhu. The problem right now is I heard that my cousin is coming back for raya. If he is celebrating hari raya here in KL, I am sure that he’ll be coming to our house. How we’ll he react when he found out that I used the cloth that he gave to his uncle for my baju raya?

IT IS EASIER TO SAY

“Then when you have taken a decision, put your trust in Allah, certainly, Allah loves those who put their trust (in Him)” Ali Imran: 159

That is a verse from the Holy Quran that I love to quote whenever my friends are sitting for an exam or when they have lost hope. The verse gives a deep meaning if we can understand it properly. Through the verse, Allah encourages us to have faith in Him and that we shall work hard and let the rest be decided by Allah.

Recently, I found that it is easier to say it then to actually apply in my life. Why do I say it? For your information, I failed in Year 2 Block 1 Minitest. This is not the first time I failed in my Minitest. This is my second time. The first was Year 1 Block 1 Minitest. Though it is my second time, I found that it is harder for me to accept the reality this time. The reason is simply because I worked really hard. I work day and night tirelessly. Honestly, the result came as a shock for me as I was actually confident of passing the exam. Before the exam, I believe that everything was at my finger tips. That is the reason why it was a bit hard for me to accept the result. It took me quite some time for me to finally face the reality. Things that had happen can’t be changed. It is no use to be tension as it won’t change my result. Like the verse says, let the rest be decided by Allah. Allah has put it that way. He knows what I know not. He knows what the best for me.

My second failure gives me the opportunity to review my life back. Review my relationship with him. I realize that when everything is easy for me, I tend to forget Him. I need to improve myself. I have to remember that Allah is always with me. Do not lose hope on him. Allah will always grant our prayers.

RAMADHAN, ME AND PATIENCE

Ramadhan really taught me to be patience. There are 2 events that really test my patience happen this week.

1^st event: I broke my favourite sunglass

Last Friday, I went to a petrol station. Usually, when I arrived at the petrol station, I will take off my sunglass and put it on the dashboard. I don’t know why that day I did not put it on the dashboard but instead I put it in my pocket. I think I was tired studying so did not make a wise decision. Hehehe. While I was waiting for the pump attendant to fill up my tank, I lean on my car. Then, you know what happen. I can’t describe my feeling back then. I was really sad and speechless. Ainie was right. I did it all by myself and so can’t put the blame on other people. Ainie was also right that if someone else were to break it, I was going to be really angry.

I just got back from sending the sunglass for fixing. I have to buy new lenses. It cost me RM160! SABAR JE LAH!!

2^nd event: Hit and run

It took place on the second day of my exam. I parked my car nicely in front of the Kulliyyah of Pharmacy building. I went to sit for the exam. After the exam, I walked slowly to my car with frustration because I was not satisfied with my answer in the exam. I could have done better. When I reached my car, I found that there was a huge scratch at the back of my car. It is still “fresh”. Someone had hit my car. He or she did not even left a note saying sorry or whatever. Frankly honest, I did not hope for any compensation as my car has a lot of scratch already. I was looking for an honest apology. That is what I want. If he or she were to leave a note saying sorry, I would have forgiven. Ini tidak! Marah nie!!!

To all my friends, if you found any red car with a scratch at the front bumper, please let me know. The driver of the car might be the driver who hit my car. The person that I am looking for! If I were to find the culprit, I want him or her to pay for compensation now.

HAPPY MERDEKA!

First and foremost, HAPPY MERDEKA to all. Today mark the 52^nd anniversary of our country’s independence. We have received independence for 52 years now. Alhamduillah. Hopefully, we will remain so forever.

Each time when we celebrate our country’s independence, there are some quarters of people saying “Merdeka kah kita?” I was one of them. I always question are we really merdeka? How can we claimed that our country has achieved kemerdekaan when in reality we were not given the freedom of speech, proper democracy, students are banned from politics and many more. However, my perception changed today. I woke up this morning and suddenly I had a thought that it is indeed true that we are not given all that freedom and we are not having the true merdeka but how much have we appreciated our so called merdeka? Did we ever consider that? As of this moment, I believe that although we are not having the proper Merdeka, but we should always appreciate it and preserve it. Indeed, we do not have the proper freedom of speech but we have internet. We have blogs. Use it to express our thoughts. You can make the world listen to you with your writing in your blog. However, this does not mean that we should just keep things this way for the rest of our lives. We should always fight for our rights. Fight for true independence!

As I mentioned earlier, use blog to express our thoughts. Now, I am going to take this opportunity to condemn a few people believed to be the residents of Seksyen 23 Shah Alam. They had a small demonstration in front of Bangunan Setiausaha Kerajaan Negeri in Shah Alam. They disagree with the government’s decision to move a Hindu tample to their area. They claimed that it is not a good idea as the Indians are only minority in that area. I am not against the demonstration because as I mentioned earlier and in my previous posting, the rakyat deserve to show their disagreement. Holding a peaceful demonstration is one example of freedom of speech. But what I disagree the most is that during the demonstration, they bring along with them “kepala lembu”. This shows no respect to the people of other religions. It also shows how immature they are because they take things personally and not professionally. We are living in a multiracial country. The only way for us to remain harmonious like what we are having today is by practicing respecting others.

There are 2 messages in this posting. The first is to appreciate our independence and at the same time to fight for true independence. The second message is to respect others.

AL-FATIHAH

First and foremost, my deepest sympathy to the family of the late Senator Prof Datuk Dr Ismail Md Salleh who passed away this morning. Semoga rohnya ditempatkan dikalangan orang-orang beriman.

Senator Prof Datuk Dr Ismail Md Salleh is one great man. I really respect him. He excelled not only academically but all sorts of things. He did not use his blindness as a reason to achieved what he wants. I am able to say this because I know him quite well. He is among my father’s close friends. My father knew him since both of them were kids. They came from a same village. As they grew older, they became collogue at Fakulti Ekonomi, Universiti Kebangsaan Malaysia. Back in 2002, my history teacher assigned my class to prepare a scrap book about great people. I did about him. I interviewed him and during the interview, he told me his life stories. How he grew up and all the obstacles that he had to face. His stories were really inspiring.

His death came as a shock to me. I heard the news from my twin brother. He sent me a sms this morning. For me, his death is a great loss to the country.