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Selamat Hari Guru

Salam all,

The clock showed 13.45. I have few more minutes before office hours resume. Anyway, I worked earlier during lunch break, so why not take a short break now. And I have something to share.

I am not sure what got into me this 16th May morning. I felt very sleepy. From the moment the alarm clocks rang, to the moment I got up for solat and prepare meals for the kids, to the moment I washed myself to get ready for office, to moment I got into the car and drive to office. I felt really, superbly SLEEPY. MashaAllah ... approaching the Baiduri apartments, the traffic slowed down, slower than usual. Perhaps due to the convocation that is currently going on. At times, it was a total stop. In between the stops, I closed my eyes in brief. After few closing and opening the eyes, I was startled to see the car in front of me had moved quite far to the front. The distance was about 1 NazaRia away (Nazaria is an MPV. OK tak perumpaan ni??). Subhanallah ... I did not merely closed the eyes, but I dozed off in a blink. I

quickly drove forward. Awaken by the incident, I stayed alert till I reached the office.
As it was 8.30 am, I slowly walked towards the lecture hall. Still feeling tired and sleepy. Entering the hall, many of the students were not there yet, a quite normal scenario for an 8.30am class. I turned on the projectors, slipped my pendrive into the USB port and I could here voices whispering among them. I heard the word GURU being mentioned. Yes, I know that today is the TEACHER'S DAY. But being a lecturer, not many greeted us, even though we functioned almost similar to the teachers. And suddenly, 'SELAMAT HARI GURU!' came a shout from the students, followed by, 'SELAMAT PAGI CIKGU', in a rhythm that Upin & Ipin used to wish their teacher. I smiled. A wide smile. Suddenly, I felt so fresh and energetic. My adrenalin was pumping. I was full of energy to begin the class. Thanks dear students for the appreciation. I also receive text messages wishing me 'Happy Teacher's Day' from my ex-student. Thank you all. May Allah blessed all of you with Rahmah and Maghfirah and will remain with the mukminin.


I also would like to thank all my teachers as early as at the kindergarten (cikgu Rosnah), at Sekolah Rendah Covent Bukit Mertajam, SRK Sultan Yahya Petra Kuala Krai, Kelantan, at Methodist Girls School Brickfields Kuala Lumpur (especially to Mrs. Thanaguru who has helped me a lot), at SMKU Maahad Hamidiah Kajang, Kolej Islam Kelang, Pusat Matrikulasi UKM Seri Puteri, and lecturers in UKM and UPM who have taught me. Not forgetting my dear supervisor, Prof Dr Tengku Mohd Tengku Sembok, for patiently bear with me along my trivial journey. Where I am now is a blessing from Allah with the help of these wonderful people around me. May Allah blessed all the muslim teachers with Rahmah and Maghfirah, and for the non-Muslims, may one day the light of iman reaches you. Amin...

Wallahua'lam.


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