Sukarnya membalas kBurukan dgn kBaikan

Kes 1
Petang smalam ana pergi ke kedai dgn mengayuh basikal hitam kepunyaan abang ana. Ini semua gara-gara adik ana yang lelaki itu sangat malas untuk pergi kedai. Walaupun rasa sangat keberatan, (yelah kedai agak jauh) namun kugagahi jua. Kebetulan outfit pun longgar, tinggal sarung tudung dan stokin. Okeh. Sudah siap, ana pun berangkat ke kedai untuk beli barang-barang dapur tuh. Memang dapur tu dah kering..kami panggil musim kemarau. Umi abah sedang sangat bz kebelakangan ni, x sempat pergi Giant.
Terus, usai membeli, ana mengayuh pulang. Dalam perjalanan pulang, ana mengayuh turun suatu cerun bukit. Pastu dengan tidak semena-menanya... plastik berisi bawang terkoyak dan habislah semua bawang-bawang tu bertaburan..(aduhai kesiannya diri ini) Sudahla cerun bukit, bergoleklah bawang-bawang tu. Xpe2..sabrun jamil. Sedang ana mengutip bawang-bawang yang di sini di sana, ada mat2 motor yang lalu. Ternampaklah oleh mereka peristiwa yang terjadi. Ana ingat diorang nak lalu je. Tapi, nak dijadikan ceritanya, dua motor mengelilingi ana sambil ketawa terkekeh-kekeh. MasyaAllah! Jahatnya! Getus hati ana.

”haha.. bawang jatuh.. ”

Ikutkan hati rasa nak pandang diorang dgn setajam-tajam pandangan macam dalam cerita-cerita korea dn Jepun. Tp, iman memujuk; diriku, nabi saw lebih teruk dihina kan. Hati terasa dipujuk lantas kubalas dengan senyuman. Tapi mulut membisu, terkunci. Ingatkan nak cakaplah apa2 yang berunsur kalimah thoyyibah tp tak tercakap. Sampai di rumah, ana menjerit. Geram. Fuh ingatkan dah dapat sabar, tp senarnya tak dapat. Bila fikir balik, fuh geramnya. Tp, alhamdulillah. Allah manjaga ana daripada membuat apa-apa perkara yang tidak matang.

Kes 2
Tiba-tiba ana teringat balik time masa bercuti kat pD. Kami bercuti di kondominium khas uniTN yang hanya dihuni oleh staf TNB atau uniTN. Sampai di sana adik ana teruja dengan swimming poolnya yang sangat cantik dan permainan-permainan air dia pun seronokla. Adik ana itu berada di darjah empat dan tingkatan_. And, for the record, perempuan. So.. perempuan..kolam renang..di tempat awam.. amat tidak cocok dong. Tp oleh kerana dia org teruja sgt dgn swimming pool tu, umi pun kasi. Tp, diorg xleh pakai swimming cap, mesti pakai tudung. So, time petang, kami turun ke bawah. Time adik-adik ana tengah seronok bermain air..tiba-tiba water-safety guard tu tunjuk ke arah diorang. Dgn muka yang garang dan bengis, dia menjerit,

”naik sekarang!”

Geramnya tengok abang tu buat macam tu kat adik-adik ana. Fuh geram!

”kenapa bang?” ana ty.

”adik, nak mandi di kolam renang ni, pakailah swimming cap, tak boleh pakai tudung macam tu, nanti terbelit dalam air nanti kan susah. Baju pun kenapa besar sangat? Mari sini abang bawa ke pejabat kami. Kami ada pakaian dn swimming cap yang kamu boleh guna.”

Sebenarnya di buku residential yang disediakan dalam apartment kami pun ada tertulis safety regulations yang digariskan untuk memasuki swimming pool. Tp, umi kata;

” alah, orang lain banyak je yang langgar. Masuk je kalau nak. Abah you all tu dekan, xpe.”

Time tu pun, memang ramai yang x ikut regulation yang digariskan. Ingatkan safety guard x particular menda-menda ni. Tak sangka tiba-tiba kami yang dilayan begitu particular. Ana diam membisu. Tak tahu nak buat apa. Nak berceramah pun xde modal. Ana pun hantar sms pd ummi mceritakn apa yg berlaku. Umi tak balas. Adik-adik ana pun keluar dari kolam renang. Ana terasa jugak malu sebab banyak pasang-pasang mata yang memandang. Yelah. Tiba-tiba je safety guard dari tempat duduknya yg tinggi menjerit. Time tu ana rasa nak tarik-tarik je rambut safety guard tuh. Kami ikut ke pejabat. Tak cukup dgn layanan di kolam renang yang agak bengis, di pejabat, kami disuruh tunggu di luar. Ana pun menemani adik-adik ana berdiri tercegat di luar selama.. setengah jam! Fuh! Geram sekali. Kalau bukan kerana tarbiyyah Allah, pasti ana melenting dan menyuruh abah membuat aduan. Time terima baju yang merka sediakan tu..ana x approve. Bajunya putih dan fabriknya nips dan lengannya pendek.

“bang, xpelah bang. Terima kasih ye sebab tolong mintakan baju ni di pejabat. Tp, minta maaf. Saya tak berkenan dengan baju ni. Baju ni putih, jika dipakai pasti tertampak apa yang ada di dalam. Tambah lagi lengannya pendek. Kan tak sempurna tutup auratnya. Walaupun swimming cap ada, tp baju ni bila terkena basah sangat tak membantu untuk menutup kulit badan. Maryam, Asiah, korang xyah main air eh. Lebih baik adik-adik ana ni selamat dari bahaya fitnah dan api neraka Allah daripada bahaya air kolam renang.” Puas dengan apa yang diungkapkan ana membalas dengan senyuman
“terima kasih ye bang”

Abang safety guard tu mengangkat kening. Ana berlalu meninggalkan abang tu. Sampai di bilik..

”ummi...!”

Sebenarnya, sangat susah untuk mensikapi kejahatan orang pada kita dengan kebaikan dan budi bahasa islami. Hanya Allah yang memberikan kekuatan. Tapi, ana selalu ingatkan diri, kita selalu bercakap-cakap tentang kesatuan, dan permasalahan umat islam dan suara-suara mereng dalam dakwah.. takkan sikap semudah ini pun tidak mampu dipupuk. Moga, Allah terus memberi kekuatan dan hidayahnya supaya kita mampu menyirami api dengan air.. membalas kejahatan dengan kebaikan.. memberi hadiah sekuntum senyuman pada orang yang berlaku bengis pada kita. insyaAllah..

How it begun

There’s more in politic that I don’t know. But sometimes I do get some snippets about the cabinet from my mum, sisAtiqah and some other resources. But verily, all those don’t matter mainly. It matters but yet don’t matter mainly. This I conclude after finishing some books like ‘Panggilan Jihad di bumi Afghanistan’ and ‘History of Palestine’ by Dr. Mohsen Mohammed Saleh.

At first, I have never imagined Afghanistan, Iraq or Palestine as a free country. When I hear, read or anything else about the venues, I shall descript in my mind of a country full of sorrows, deaths, bomings and obviously war. I picture the people of the country as a comunity that is always being tortured. A comunity that has nothing to do with leisure life, buisness, education, luxury or anything else than striving to live. But I pictured wrong. Before these countries have been attacked, they can be so-called a peace country as a country we live in wright now. They have education, buisness, networkings, universities and ministries. And yeah, they have music and entertaiment.

The question is how does it begun? How does a living peaceful country changes to a tragic war place drastically? Don’t they have any safety department to defend the country? Doesn’t the UN destrict to prevent the war? Hello…this is the twentieth millenium not the old ages or the middle ages. Be real. You can’t ambush a country as simple as that like in the legends.

As I read, I found out. It all started in the ministry. Like in Harry Potter. The Ministry ‘helps’ the evil in the mask of remarks of fighting the evil. Like I said in ‘off the hook…again’, it’s a fraud. It’s always a fraud. In Afghanistan firstly, the politicians, democricans, republicans are first implemented with liberalisme. Liberalisme can most likely be defined as an understanding of life using the logical method. So, they deny any spiritual beliefs in our daily life. Yet, it isn't too obvious except untill people starts to put a line between living and deen. Sekularisme, pluralisme and all that. (Just like what’s happening in Malaysia huh?) People are richened with pathetic methods that actually (when observed with iman) opposes the truth of our deen and His sayings and His messenger’s sayings. I declare it Ghazzwul fikr. The Israeli lobbies let them in the cabinet fighting each other with stupid ideologies then use one troop nearest to their benefits as the winner. They actually ‘lift’ them up to be the ruler. It’s true you know. Then the colonial government shall rule their way. They take least attention to our brothers in Iraq. (Iraq was the first middle-east country attacked) They gave money, but they didn’t give the rescue. They gave sympathy, but they didn’t fight through their fields. Then so-called scholars of deen that are liberally are given the best attention. This makes bad things to worst. The ummah in Afghanistan were dying for fikrah.

So how does from this state goes to war state?
As the people becomes eventually liberal, and some little people (so little) still gets the wright Fikrah. People who are modest to their highest. People who loves Allah and Rasulullah by heart, by living by thingking. Really, a Muslim is someone who lives a life to the fullest in a way of seeking mardhatillah. Not dungeoning itself in a cave, apart from people. Simply said that there were still mujadids that understands the mean of ustaziyyatul alam. They work hard to call the ummah to come back to Allah. This is when the troubles unleash itself. The government isn’t happy with this. They isolate these jihad populations in every angle. It was a stress. But Allah’s deen shall never faint. They were taken down step by step. First, they prison and torture on unreasonable purposes. Torture is just so little for our mujahids. Eventually, the government act’s braver to slaughter and call upon war...in the name of peace. Say what? Yup its unlogic but somehow logic to the government. But no one can do anything. People were blinded. Calls for justice strength a whisper. Then, there were the ‘help for peace’ from the evil forces. This is when the US and Israeli lobbies play their role. Trying all their best to win their dreams. As in Harry Potter. Some ministers are their slave. Some ministers were blinded. Some minsters were fooled. Some ministers were trapped in a choice of whether to follow or whether to die. The fact is that these forces of fighting evil oftenly expressed in cartoons, movies, and Harry Potter are reflecting the truth of what’s happening wright now behind our eyes. The next time you watch Avator, Naruto, or etc…try to think that there is also an evil force in the real world that needs to be demolished.

It’s silly to think that we are a free country. Let’s do a quick research. In the History form 3 text book KBSM, it is told that Lord William Reid was in duty of stucturing Tanah Malaya’s constitution. Realistically, we’re living in a constitution schemed by their forces. We have been programmed to play in a field of politic that doesn’t have anything to do with our deen. We have been programmed to not fight their commands. Our loyalty is given to Queen Elizabeth according to the constitution.We have signatured military and politicial engagements. We call that independency? Maybe you’ve heard of independency in Zahiriyyah not batiniyyah. How about knowing that we are actually under their forces…their control? Is that liberty? Once our mujadids widen their step in politics and try to modify our country being more Islamicaly (inshaAllah)…there shall soon be troops warning us to take back the inforcement. Threats of war shall be sent. Thus, brace yourselves. Because the day of war for us will come somehow. Thus, do not stop thinking. Do not stop working. Do not stop building. This journey is not for faint hearteds. It needs srength and wisdom. Muslims find their strength in iman. The srength of iman shall raise all other strength. Read books. Hear preaches. Seek for strength. The day shall come. Whether we win from the very beginning or whether we lie down being faint hearted. Whether we fight the evil or whether we are with the evil. You’ll never know. But, in one way or another…there will be war.

Consolidate your step

Makes me wonder when i was watching a glimpse at ‘Café Akhil Hay’ program dis morning. Its a program f reBrain washing of our youth today towards the ‘better good’ (a phrase in Harry Potter). Alhamdulillah, there are a lot of mujadids spreading today. Taking the call of Dakwah and Tarbiyyah. Like ‘Café Akhil Hay’ for an example..its a step I say. But I’ve been observing throughout local preachers and my preach myself. Somehow theres something mistakened that we’ve’NT been eying.

As I read in the ‘Fiqh alAwlawiyyat’, Dr Yusuf AlQardawi has been explaining about the mistake of people that are more convinient to the deeds in zahiriyyah. How the call is more likely to be stressing people more to zahiriyyah such and somehow minimizing the stress of batiniyyah..in other words the heart. Our heart. I’m not blaming anyone yet I find it true.

Also I’ve observed that this is likely to happen because the lackening of knowledge towards deen itself and the lackening of improving our feel of the ruhiyyah of the deen..the spirit of serving yourself to Him..the modesty.. Easy declairing it the spirit of sufism in Islam. Sufi isn’t as you see someone living up the hill going on ibadah khusus for all his living. Sufi is something spiritual that spiritualizes your day that you feel so muraqabah inside. But this we shall gain if we enlarge our excitement of digging for the precious of our deen. Read books. Hear preaches. Gain knowledge and see the maw’izzah of His creation, His arrangements, His..everything. For me, theres no line between sufi and dakwah. Its related because Islam is syumul. When you feel Allah by heart you shall grab His call for dakwah and tarbiyyah. That’s the concept of spreading dakwah to our friends, coworkers, juniors, seniors, siblings, parents, old fokes, babies and everyone. Use this concept to preech people. When the heart is called for Allah, it will give one's life a better manner, a better hardwork, a better result. Consolidate your step. Call people by heart.

Its so obviuos that we don’t have the greatest skills. But remember this. If a medical student is pursuing knowledge in his field to become a doctor. He knows that he has to master the knowledge so far to become a doctor. He can’t stop in the middle of the journey and hopping in a hospital to treat patients in a cronic state. Or when he’s a doctor, he has to have medical supplies for his patients. If he’s out of medicine, how is he going to treat them?

We are the doctors of people’s heart. We have to crave for more and more knowledge to offer them the best treatment. Read books. Hear preaches. Be in your halaqoh (usrah). Hang out with soleh and elder people who are matured in deen. Work on tazkiyah annafs and muliyyatul ujub. Most important come back to Allah...the home for our heart.