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Semoga Dia Segera Sembuh

Yesterday evening, shortly after the muadzin calls for Maghrib prayer, I received a call from a friend, K.Azzah . "Ina, Ina ada masuk insurans UiTM tu tak?", tanya k.Azzah dengan nada suara yang agak cemas. "Tak. Kenapa k.Azzah?", balasku. "Anak akak, si Zubair yang no-7 tu kena langgar. Akak kat DEMC ni. Nak call insurans, tapi nombornya tak boleh pulak. Tak pe lah Na.", ringkas penjelasan k.Azah. Masih berbaur kecemasan dari nada suara itu. And she cut off the line. I dare not ask many questions. I'm sure she is still in a state of not answering questions. After Isya', I managed to get a contact for the insurance no. I called k.Azzah. "K.Azzah dah dapat no insurans?", I asked. Straight to the point. "Dah. K.Nab ada sini", short answer came from her. K.Nab is our dean, Prof Dr Zainab Abu Bakar. "Zubair macam mana, macam mana jadi?", I dared myself to ask her a question. "Dia kena langgar. Biasalah budak2 main

30.12.2010

Salam semua, Dah beberapa hari tak update blog. Bukan tak teringat nak update, teringat sangat, tapi tak berkesempatan. Hari ni, sempena penutup tahun 2012 ni, tak kira apa, nak update juga blog ni. 2010? 2011? 2012? Apa signifikannya? Pada zahirnya berbeza hanya pada digit nombornya. Perlukah ianya digembar gemburkan, disambut dengan begitu riang ria, pesta sini sana sehinggakan kekadang terlupa halal haramnya? Itulah manusia yang sering lupa .... bermegah dengan perkataan 'nasia' atau lupa dalam Bahasa Arab menjadikan kita rasa tidak apa kalau lupa, kerana perkataan 'manusia' itu sendiri hampir saja kepada an-nasia yang membolehkan kita LUPA. Apa yang kita lupa? Kita lupa bahawa sambutan besar-besaran yang kita rayakan ini lebih banyak kemungkaran dari kebajikan. Sana-sini diadakan perhimpunan 'count-down' untuk menyambut tahun baru. Apa pengisiannya? Dimanakah pengisiannya yang dapat mengingatkan kita, bahawa sambutan tahun baru ini menandakan permul

A Trip UpNorth Again (Part 1)

Last week Ayah decided to 'balik kampung' again. To visit our parents, mak&bapak in Permatang Pauh and mak&abah in Sg Petani. This time, ayah decided to travel after Friday office hours. Therefore, ibu got to prepare some tidbits to keep ayah's eye open through the journey, ibu, will definitely doozed off despite how hard I try to keep awake. In order to reach Kampung as soon as possible, we decided not to stop during journey, thus, ibu prepared 'dinner' - the Nasi Goreng while Hakim & Sabrina were at the WetWorld Water Park with the cousins. Atikah? As usual, hooked to the internet. At 6pm, ayah arrived home, early than he usually does. "Budak2 tu mana?", ayah asked. "Kat WetWorld dgn Mia dan Chal", I answered. Mia and Chal were the cousins. "Dah masak Nasi goreng untuk diaorang. Nanti tak payah berhenti makan lagi. lambat", I suggested. "OK", was the short reply from my husband. Few minutes later, the ki

Baling Selipar

Pernah main baling selipar? Siapa tak pernah main rugi oooo...... Bersempena cuti sekolah yang dah nak sampai ke penghujungnya ni, anak2ku and their cousins stayed for +-2 weeks at rumah Mak Tok. They EXTREMELY enjoyed their stay there, and Mak Tok had to bear with the shouting and yelling in the house. Luckily Pak Cik Li and Mak Cik Farah were there too. Pak Cik Li memang rajin melayan kerenah anak2 sedaranya. Bayangkan .... two trips to AirTerjun. Hissh ...ibu pun tak sanggup. Yang lagi buatkan hidup kanak-kanak ni (Atikah pun kanak2 ke??) happening adalah games - tak kira electronic ataupun tradisional. One of the game that we had the opportunity to watch them play was the 'Baling Selipar'. Itu pun masa nak ambil anak-anakku dari kampung - on their last day at Mak Tok's. Tau cara bermainya kan??? What you need is 2 pairs of slipper - campur2 pun tak apa. Yang penting ada 4 belah, and a ball. Tennis ball will do. No golf ball or hockey balls please ... kalau g

Dinner Treat

Salam all, Saturday... when everybody else were at home with their families, I was serving the faculty at a briefing in Puncak Alam, Family? Left alone to tend for themselves, Lunch? A pack lunch fro everybody bought by Ayah. Sunday... when everybody else were enjoying time with the loved ones, I was preparing slides to be presented by the dean at the KPT, Putrajaya. Family, mind their own business as ibu was busy. Lunch? A kenduri for all ... (Alhamdulillah) All the plannings for a nice weekend spent together with the family is put aside. There goes the movie to watch too. Evening ... A nice dinner treat from Ayah for the family to make-up the lost moment together. Everybody was happy, the family bonding was tighten. ALHAMDULILLAH GRATEFUL TO ALLAH! THANK YOU TO AYAH! **psstt ... a typo on the photo '19122020' should be '19122010'. Mind me please ....

Our Parents

A short message (sms) came in one morning while I was getting ready to work reads, "Sapa nak ganti K.Yan lepas 21hb ni". It was from my elder sister who was now in kampung to take care after my parents. Ouch!! I don't have an answer for that. I did not immediately reply the message. Not because I was too busy to reply, but because I do not have an answer for that. Not until now. It took me sometime to have the courage to reply the mail, but, with shame, "???? Ina memang tak boleh cuti dah. Ada meeting 21hb, 22hb dan 23 hb. Bawa mak mai Shah Alam?". That was my answer. Shame. Why shame? Because I could not allocate a piece of time to go back and take care of them. I was too busy with my worldly task. The best I could offer is to bring them over to my house. Even with that, I will not be around during the day time to look after them. The saying like, "Ibu seorang mampu menjaga anak yang ramai, tapi anak yang ramai belum tentu dapat menjaga ibu yang seoran

Back to Work

Salam all, Argh ..... hmmm ..... that was an enjoying weekend that I had... What? Talking about about weekend when it is already Thursday??? Well, I had a long weekend ... a holiday actually. Beginning Friday. Friday-Sunday was the Central Spectrum's family day (it is where my husband earn our living, Alhamdulillah) in Malacca. A Famosa, Alor Gajah, to be exact. Co-incidentally I have a conference in Malacca too from Monday-Tuesday. Therefore, from Alor Gajah we moved to the Malacca town, Mahkota Hotel. It was our first time at the Mahkota Hotel (though many times in Malacca before). The place is nice. It has two large pools. The kids were up to the heel, enjoying their time there while ibu at the conference. Ayah? Bored to death watching the kids enjoying their time at the pool. They did not even bothered to visit the Malacca town as we had visited it quite recently. The family day was enjoying too. Upon arrrival, we join the 'Walk Hunt'. Phew!!!! What a walk! To

Suatu Bukti Kekuasaan Allah (Evidence of Allah the Creator)

I am now at a conferences, International Conference on Mathematics Education Research, ICMER 2010. Jadi hari ni nak cakap akademik sikit. Maklum la sedang duduk dalam majlis akademik. It begins with a very enlightening speech by AP Dr Mat Rofa Ismail from UPSI. He talked about "Islamic Epistemology of Education". He talked about the Fibonacci set, as the Western call it. But it was originally defined by a Muslim, al-Biruni. Dr Mat Rofa discussed about the 'Golden Ratio'. The theory tells that everything is developed in series. Mathematically, its proven. Real life?? This theory is proven through many things that Allah has created. We can see the spiral shape of our fingerprints, the spiral shape of the Milky way, the spiral shape of the typhoon, the spiral shape of the tornado and also the spiral shape of the tawaf activity when pilgrims perform their hajj or umrah. Wow! Tak perasan pulak semua ni. Kesemua corak2 ini menunjukkan kebijaksanaan Allah dlam mencip

Atikah digigit kuda

Salam. It's family day in Malacca. One of the stop is the SAFARI PARK, A Famosa. We enjoyed the train ride, passing through the animals (kita le pulak yg kt dlm sangkar). But of course the wild animals are the main attraction. Next we went on foot along the trails for more animals. Photos? Yes, we took lots of them. We stopped at the horses area. The horses looks tame. nuzzling as people touches them. So, we decided to shoot photo with a horse. 'Ok kids, stand closer to the horse. Don't be afraid', I told the kids. One, two, SMILE! .... But ... oh, Atikah's sweater attracted the horse. Ouch!!! With it's strong teeth, it get holds of Atikah's sweater. Terkejut besar Atikah jadinya ...... (photo will be uploaded later). Chiao!! Atikah belum perasan kuda dah nak mula menggigit wassalam

Akhir Sebuah Kehidupan

I had a late lunch yesterday, 3.30pm, therefore I stayed until Asar. As I have appointment that evening, I quickly rushed to the office after solat. On my way, I passed my husband. I am curious, 'awalnya ayah balik?', I uttered to myself. Curious, I checked my handphone. Yes, there's a message telling that Ustaz Hilmi has passed away. Innalillahi wainna ilaihi rajiun. Ustaz Hilmi adalah ustaz yang mengajar kami tafsir sebelum diganti oleh Ustaz Firdaus. Dia meninggalkan seorang balu dan seorang anak lelaki berumur 3 tahun. Allah menjemputnya kembali kepadaNya setelah diuji dengan penyakit kanser. Apabila aku ke surau petang itu, orang telah ramai di situ. Jenazah sedang dimandikan oleh suamiku. Kebanyakannya adalah anak didiknya, pelajar tahfiznya, saudara mara dan jiran. Jenazah disembahyangkan sebaik selepas solat maghrib. Jemaah begitu ramai. Di petang Jumaat itu, jenazah disemadikan diiringi berpuluh kenderaan. Menurut suamiku, mata arwah seakan-akan basah ketika

My Used to be Garden

Salam all, I was going through my old digital photo collections and come across with these old photos --- flowers and plants on my used to be garden. Then I realized, many other photos has gone missing. i cannot remember where I saved it. That is what happen when you are unorganized. Nobody to be blamed my dear, it's your fault, 100% yours. I lost the photos of my used to be cactus collection huhuhu... It is a used-to-be garden as most of the garden area has to go for the expansion of the house (as the household expands .... in size ;-p). Let's just walk through the yesterdays .... I used to have a herbs garden at backyard where I normally pick my ingredients for the Nasi Ulam. But now, everything has to be picked at the market barter trade with some RM. Huhuhu... Well, people said, 'You have to give up something for something else'. Apa2pun aku amat bersyukur dengan kurniaan Illahi yang tidak ternilai ini. Sekarang, taman kecilku sudah

Sayu ... Semoga diberi ketabahan

Salam all, Was very busy lately that I even forgotten my mother's birthday on the 1st of December. Happy belated birthday mak! You are the world (ini tiada kena mengena dengan World yang selalu disebut-sebut orang yang sorang tu yea!) . Saturday balik ke kampung. Reach Kg Pertama at about 2pm. Saw bapak lying on the bed, helplessly. It's not him. He was not like this before. He was full of smile always, but not today. He kept to himself. Very silent. A lazy smile came out at the corner of his mouth when he saw us. When told that I bought him a Nasi Arab, his smile widen. I am very happy to make him happy. At about 4pm, we left bapak to go to Sg Petani. Sunday, went for the engagement ceremony of my nephew in Kuala Nerang, Kedah. Late that evening, before leaving Sg Petani for Kg Pertama, we stopped at a Restoran to buy some murtabak. Reaching Kg Pertama, I saw bapak was still there, lying on the bed. Trying to get up into a sitting position with difficulty. When my

Anak Dara Kita (Our Daughters)

Salam all, 2 days off from blogging, but not my mind. I even managed to compose the sentences that I would want to type in my blog (in my mind), but I cannot accommodate the blogging activity within the 24hours a day given to me by the creator, Allah ya Rabb. So many, many things are going on. Rushing as always to complete a task, one after another. And my schedule for December is almost full, that is not including preparing the exam question before the semester begin yet. That Thursday, it was almost 4.45pm, I was rushing to the administration building. By hook or by crook I need to get the signature of the deputy dean by that day and send the letter off to the ministry early next morning. As I was crossing the road separating our building and the admin building, I saw Ust Firdaus parking his car. 'Subhanallah, it's tafsir class today. and Ustaz is already here', I said to myself. I rush to deputy dean's office. Breathlessly I explained the letter to him and a