I am not crying because of the bill….

Taken from qisas.com

A man reached 70 years of age and he faced a disease; he could not urinate. The doctors informed him that he was in need of an operation to cure this disease. He agreed to have the operation done as the problem was giving him much pain for days.


When the operation was completed, his doctor gave him the bill which covered all the costs. The old man looked at the bill and started to cry. Upon seeing this the doctor told him that if the cost was too high then they could make some other arrangements. The old man said “I am not crying because of the money but I am crying because Allah let me urinate for 70 years and He never sent me a bill.”


…and if you try to count the blessings of Allah, never will you be able to count them…


Surah Ibrahim Allah states that the servants are never able to count His blessings, let alone thank Him duly for them.


In Sahih Al-Bukhari it is recorded that the Messenger of Allah( Peace and blessings be upon him) used to supplicate;


«اللَّهُمَّ لَكَ الْحَمْدُ غَيْرَ مَكْفِيَ وَلَا مُوَدَّعٍ وَلَا مُسْتَغْنًى عَنْهُ رَبَّنَا»

 O Allah ! All praise is due to You, without being able to sufficiently thank You, nor ever wish to be cutoff from You, nor ever feeling rich from relying on You; our Lord!


 It was reported that Prophet Dawud peace be upon him, used to say in his supplication, “O Lord! How can I ever duly thank You, when my thanking You is also a favor from You to me’’ Allah the Exalted answered him, “Now, you have thanked Me sufficiently, O Dawud,’’ meaning, `when you admitted that you will never be able to duly thank Me.’


Tafsir Ibn Kathir


ps: we tend to overlook things. we neglect Allah most of the time. We rarely thank Him. Without His blessing, we can never even breathe..

 Oh dear Allah… forgive us 😦


Wake up for Fajr Salah

Wake up 4 Fajr Salah

A man woke up early in order to pray the Fajr Prayer
 at the masjid. He got dressed, made his ablution and was on his way to the masjid. On his way to the masjid, the man fell and his clothes got dirty.

He got up, brushed himself off, and headed home. At home, he changed his clothes, made his ablution, and was, again, on his way to the masjid.

On his way to the masjid, he fell again and at the same spot! He, again, got up, brushed himself off and headed home. At home he, once again, changed his clothes, made his ablution and was on his way to the masjid.

On his way to the masjid, he met a man holding a lamp. He asked the man of his identity and the man replied I saw you fall twice on your way to the masjid, so I brought a lamp so I can light your way.’ The first man thanked him profusively and the two where on their way to the masjid.

Once at the masjid, the first man asked the man with the lamp to come in and pray Fajr with him. The second man refused. The first man asked him a couple more times and, again, the answer was the same. The first man asked him why he did not wish to come in and pray. The man replied,
‘I am Satan (devil/evil)’

The man was shocked at this reply. Satan went on to explain, ‘I saw you on your way to the masjid and it was I who made you fall. When you went home, cleaned yourself and went back on your way to the masjid, Allah forgave all of your sins.
I made you fall a second time, and even that did not encourage you to stay home, but rather, you went back on your way to the masjid.
Because of that, Allah forgave all the sins of the people of your household .

I was AFRAID if i made you fall one more time, then Allah will forgive the sins of the people of your village , so i made sure that you reached the masjid safely!’

So do not let Satan benefit from his actions. Do not put off a good that you intended to do as you never know how much reward you might receive from the hardships you encounter while trying to achieve that good.

Patience with parents


A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-year-old grandson. The old man’s hands trembled,his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered. The family ate together at the table. But the elderly grandfather’s shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth. The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess. We must do something about Grandfather,” said the son. I’ve had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor. So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. There, Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner. Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl.

When the family glanced in Grandfather’s direction, sometimes he had a tear in his eye as he sat alone. Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food.

The four-year-old watched it all in silence. One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor. He asked the child sweetly, “What are you making?” Just as sweetly, the boy responded, “Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and Mama to eat your food when I grow up.” The four-year-old smiled and went back to work.

The words so struck the parents that they were speechless. Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be done. That evening the husband took Grandfather’s hand and gently led him back to the family table. For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled.

Allah mentions in Surah Bani-Israil 17:23-24

And your Lord has decreed that you worship none but Him. And that you be dutiful to your parents. If one of them or both of them attain old age in your life, say not to them a word of disrespect, nor shout at them but address them in terms of honour. And lower unto them the wing of submission and humility through mercy, and say: “My Lord! Bestow on them Your Mercy as they did bring me up when I was small.”

Cinta Allah dan Rasulullah s.a.w




SaLaaM readers =)
Feeling good?? Hmmmph.. That’s good! *k k.. pape jek laa eh shikin..*

Anyway! Im BACK!!!!
Away from the sorrow and eeeyah.. feeling fresh *Stretching*

The usrah yesterday was exceptionally enriching. Alhamdulillah, it has helped me to develop or rather improve my spiritual well-being (at the time where I was really really really down- and thanks God for opening my heart and thus I attended the usrah)

To have people like Ishak, Mokhsin and the newly-known bro, siswan, plus others were a blessing for me who is still terkial-kial wanting to be religious and stuff.

Yesterday topic was ‘Cinta Allah dan Rasul’.

Hehe…. U know what?? I’m still feeling guilty coz I din do much research on appointed topic. Sheesh! Kene improve ni… kalau tak smp bile Islam nak maju kan kan kan?

Oh ya! We started off the usrah with overview/summary from the previous 2 usrah. Recalling:
(1st) ‘Introduction to Usrah’ –Mixed usrah
(2nd) ‘Early marriage’ –gender-based

I started off with a sharing: there is this song by Chrisye featuring Ahmad Dhani from Dewa, title: ‘Kalau Syurga dan Neraka tak Ada’ (err… something like this..) The song captured my attention while I was editting some pics. The message that they wanna get across is:

Kite buat ibadah (e.g) mesti tulus.. not because of we want to enter the Paradise and we are afraid of the Hell.. In other words, we must do it just to please Allah and because we love Him.. if so we do something just for the sake of entering the Heaven, What if the Heaven and Hell do not exist. Get me??

On top of that, few brothers actually mentioned that keimanan (err… or izit something else??) is bertingkat-tingkat… at first (when we were small or rather permulaannya) + the nature of human beings who want rewards/ something in return when something else is being given, could assume or somewhat think that we do it for the sake of wanting to enter Paradise. Sape tanak kan masok syurga?? =)..

Yeaah.. but we must aware that actually we are supposed to do any good deeds for the sake of His pleasure. Afterall, the permission to enter the Paradise doesn’t rely on our good deeds done in dunia. Rather, whether Allah is pleased with us when we live our life in this temporary world (and the sincerity in ibadah is one of the countless ways we could actually attain His pleasure because in surah al’Israa’ says that: we, human and jinn, are created is to worship him..

Lotsa input being put across. Woooah! Still digesting them.

Ok, next about the Love of Rasulullah

I read somewhere that actually is always and usual to love someone if we gotta meet them. In the case of love for Rasulullah pbuh (peace be upon him),the love need to be instilled as we never meet him in person before. Yeah… cabaran kan? Hehe~ to love someone whom you never meet and only known through his seerah (history)!! BUT! That’s never impossible..

There’s a hadith shared by a bro (pardon me I cant recall the sanad-who narrated it-) saying that Rasulullah said to his companions that He wanted to meet his beloved ones. Then the companions asked: “Aren’t we your beloved?” and Rasulullah mentioned that they were his companions and his beloved ones are those people who love him but never meet him before.

Woooah! Touching kan?

That time I just woke up from sleep for subuh and it took me awhile to reaaaally WAKE UP and STAND UP when I heard this ceramah played on radio. This speaker was lecturing about the love for Rasulullah and at that point of time, he was quoting a hadith narrating to us about the death of rasulullah.

It was when Rasulullah was experiencing his sakaratul maut (when the angel of Death comes to ‘take’ us away). And as we are told, sakaratul maut tu pon sakit tauu… I read somewhere that the pain is like being slash with a very very very sharp blade/knife for 100 times.. Sedangkan Rasulullah yang dah dijanjikan syurga could really feel the pain.. ape lagi kiter ni yang selaluuuu sgt buat maksiat dan dose2..

*Come! Let’s instighfar*

Ok, back to the hadith… Since the pain is so much, Rasulullah asked the angel whether his ummat would encounter the same thing too.. And the angel of Death replied ‘Yes’.. and you know what…

*prepare to cry kk..*

The minute Rasullullah heard that, he was sO sad and he asked the angel to give him ALL the pain that his ummat will get when experiencing the sakaratul maut! He did that because RASULULLAH LOVES US SO MUCH –the ummat whom he never meet before!!

I was so touched and emotional when I heard that…. If he loves us, why in return we never try to love him??

Apart form reading his seerah, knowing his praised characters and selawat for him, there’s one thing a bro shared that could make us love him. He said that, if Allah’s beloved is Muhammad Rasullulah, who are we not to love him right??

Think think…….

Somebody shared with me a du’a which is good for us to practise tOo..
“Ya Allah, buatlah hatiku ini cinta pada sesiapa yang Kau cintai dan buatlah orang2 yang menyintaimu menyintaiku jua…”( the second part mcm ckp pasal jodoh pulak kkan?)

Sweet kan =)

Alrite! What else ehh… hmmph… I think enough for now.. can get personal update from me if u wanna noe moRe~

Next usrah will be 2 weeks from now. And it’s a gender-based one. So, sisters! We needa think of a topic. Any suggestion???

Beep me if you have any yO!


Last but not least…..

“And whosoever fears Allah and keeps his duty to Him, He will make a way for him to get out [from every diffficulty]. And He will provide him from [sources] he never could imagine. And whosoever puts his trust in Allah, the He will suffice him”
Qur’an 65:2-3

My Fav quote: Allah can comfort you in ways nobody else can! Yakin kayy??

Take care dearest~

Bercouple di dalam ‘batasan’ Islam??

“Sebenarnya..couple ni boleh ke tak bang?”

“Akhi, memang fitrah manusia, lelaki akan tertarik kepada perempuan, begitu juga perempuan akan tertarik kepada lelaki. Tapi dalam Islam, perasaan itu perlu dikawal dan ada batasnya. Pergaulan perlu dijaga. Allah firman dalam surah Al-Isra’, surah ke 17, dalam ayat yg ke 32:Dan janganlah kamu mendekati zina; sesungguhnya zina itu adalah suatu perbuatan yang keji dan suatu jalan yang buruk.”


KepadaNya kita kembali

Kring kring.. (k, obit ehh ringtone)

“kin, ade berite sedih ni.”Aku terpaku.

“Nde da meninggal..” Abah terdiam.

Dalam hatiku, aku mengucap: Innalillah wainna ilaihi raaji’uun…

Waktu tu aku sedang bersame Esther, tgh discuss2 pasal SIP.. Aku cube menahan airmate.. Nanti orang nampak…

Aku terus ke library buat project. Cube ketepikan perasaan sedih. Rasenye macam baru haritu aku jumpe Nde, berbual-bual dengan dia. Tak sangke pon ade… Tapi lekas-lekas aku pujuk hati ni. Tenangkan diri bahawe yang hidup pasti mati. Sesekali wajah Nde terbayang di depan mateku.. Wajah yang selalu ceria, yang selalu senyum. Yang begitu penyayang dan lemah lembut. Tibe2 rindu menggamit perasaan..

Lepas je solat maghrib kat sekola, aku terus pulang. Dalam perjalanan pulang tu, mama telepon aku.. Mama tanyer nak ikut tak pegi Kl. Aku cakap aku nak. “k, lekas balik, kiter pegi KL malam ni jugak.” Alhamdulillah, assisstant supervisor aku bagi aku amek cuti.

Sampai rumah je aku pon siap2, mandi. Dalam pukol 8 gitu, aku dan mama keluar rumah. Kite naik bus pegi Johor. Umar (adek aku) tunggu kat Wdlds interchange. Abah tak dapat ikut sebab tak boleh jalan sgt. Hajar (adek) pulak tak dapat cuti.. Jumpe Andi (abg aku) ngan kak zainab kat Johor checkpoints. Andi drive dari Johor sampai KL. Kiter bertolak dari Johor dalam pukol 11 malam. K, dipendekkan cerite, kiter semua selamat sampai di Bukit Beruntong Kl pukol 5 pagi.

Bile kakiku dijejakkan je dlm rumah banglo 2 tingkat tu, aku boleh dengar dgn terang dan kuat sekali orang2 lelaki yang sedang berdengkur. Penat kot dorang, pke ku.. Banyak anak buah dan sedare mare Nde yang datang dari Singapore.

Kiter satu family pon dibawa masuk ke dalam bilik di mana arwah Nde dibaringkan. Kain yang menutupi muka Nde dibuka perlahan. Aku menatap wajah Nde. Cantik, pke ku. Nde seperti tersenyum. Kulit Nde putih sangat. Muke Nde macam orang disolek.

Aku, kakak, mama diajak naik ke atas. Kiter semua nantikan waktu subuh. Dalam pukol 7 lebih gitu, kiter satu family keluar bersarapan. Sebb tanak susahkan tuan rumah. Balik dari sarapan, dlm pukol 8 lebih kot, mayat sudah nak dimandikan. Mayat dimandikan di dapur. Selalunyer mayat dimandikan dengan menggunakan papan kan? Tapi ntah kenape, dorang (anak2 buah plus anak Nde) yang jadikan kaki dorang papan. Maknenyer, mereka duduk berselang seli. Luruskan kaki dan mayat diletakkan atas kaki dorang. Tak silap aku, mayat dimandikan dlm lebih kurang stgh jam atau lebih.

Ketika aku melihat Nde dimandikan (aurat ditutup, jadi mayat tak rase malu), aku insaf. Kepale otak ni selalu terbayangkan diri ini berada di tempat Nde. Sekujur badan yang dahulunya kuat, boleh berdiri, memasak, mendukung bayi. Tapi kini kaku dan tak berdaya sedikit pon. Nde hanya terdiam saat beliau dimandikan. Betapa kerdilnya diri ini, Ya Allah. Sesungguhnya segala apa pun yang Engkau pinjamkan kpd kami, engkau telah tarik balik. Lemah longlai hatiku ini. Sebak ditahan. Mungkin itulah dinamakan Islam- Self surrender. Hidupku, matiku hanyer keranaMu, Allah~

Selepas dimandikan, mayat dibawa ke ruang tamu untuk dikafankan. Semua lelaki disuruh keluar rumah sementara. Aku hanyer dapat melihat. Tanganku kaku dan tak reti nak bantu kafankan mayat. Kain putih membaluti tubuh yang sejuk kejung itu dengan rapi dan ketat sekali. Bau pacai menusuk hidungku. Nde tetap membisu. Hanya menuruti segala apa yang dilakukan terhadapnya. Sekali lagi, aku insaf. Tak dinafikan aku terpke bahawa ade ke orang yang akan mengkafan diriku bile aku mati kelak? Siapa? Saudara mare?

Sesebak sebak aku dan yang lain, tiada seorang pon di dalam rumah tu yang kedengaran tersedu sedan, menangis. Alhamdulillah~ semua redha dgn pemergian Nde. Ami Man (suami de) kelihatan begitu tenang sekali. Kesugulan tidak kelihatan langsung di wajahnya. “Nde tak meninggal pon.. cume tukar alam je. InsyaAllah jumpe nanti”– Andi sampaikan. Subhanallah~

Abg Hussin, kak Nazli, Amin (semua anak Nde) ade waktu tu.. Cuma Abdullah je yang maseh dlm perjalanan pulang dari Indonesia ke Kl. Terdetik hatiku, kesian tak sempat tgk umi buat kali terakhir.
Perjalanan ke kubur begitu menguji sekali. Macam kat padang sahara pon ade. Tanah yang luas, yang tidak ditumbuhi pokok. Rumput2 pon kelihatan begitu kering dan byk crack kat tanah. Tibe2 aku tergambar padang Masyar di mana kiter semua dikumpulkan. Begitu terik sekali.. Aku istighfar~

Ade lah dlm 10 buah kereta plus van jenazah yang ‘menghantar’ Nde ke pusara. Salam dilayangkan kepada ahli qubur. Moga2 mereka dirahmati Allah. Tukang gali kubur maseh sebok menggali. Aku perhatikan dari jauh. Langit begitu tenang sekali. Sesekali je angin bertiup. Ami Man hanyer memerhatikan dari jauh. Hendak juga aku tahu ape dibenaknya
Setelah lubang siap digali, mayat dimasukkan ke liang lahad dlam posisi menghadap qiblat. Aku insaf lagi. Bagaimane agaknyer perasaan aku sekiranyer aku dimasukkan pulak? Aku akan keseorangan menanti bile malaikat munkar dan nakir datang. Aku takut, ya Allah.. sempit ke tidak kuburku nanti? gelap atau bercahaya ke kuburku nanti?

Tok imam membaca du’a: inilah masenyer aku tak dapat tahan lagi. Airmata bercucuran pantas. Aku takut. Aku insaf. Aku tahu masaku akan tiba. Tapi bagaimanakah aku berhadapan dengan sakaratul maut?? Berjayake syaithan yang dilaknat menarik aku mengikut dia??

“Wahai Syarifah Nafisah (Nde) Binte Syed Muhammad Yunos… janganlah engkau takut (err… something like this)… jika ditanya siapakah Tuhanmu, jawap Allah Tuhan aku… etc…” (oops! lupe nak bilang: Nde ialah makcik aku. Kakak kandung bapak aku)

Hatiku berdebar2. seolah olah aku lah yang akan menghadap malaikat2 tu nanti.. hatiku resah dan sgt gelisah…

7 langkah dan malaikat akan bersama Nde. Otakku terus melayang. Memikirkan diriku yang masih hidup ini~

Ami Man begitu tenang memerhatikan isterinya dimasukkan ke dlm liang lahad~

Interesting Conversation

An atheist professor of philosophy speaks to his class on the problem science has with God, The Almighty.

He asks one of his new Muslim students to stand and…..

Professor: You are a Muslim, aren’t you, son?
Student : Yes, sir.
Prof: So you believe in God?
Student : Absolutely, sir.
Prof: Is God good?
Student : Sure.
Prof: Is God all-powerful?
Student : Yes.

Prof: My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to God to heal him. Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But God didn’t. How is this God good then? Hmm?

(Student is silent.)

Prof: You can’t answer, can you? Let’s start again, young fella. Is God good?
Student :Yes.
Prof: Is Satan good?
Student : No.
Prof: Where does Satan come from?
Student : From…God…
Prof: That’s right. Tell me son, is there evil in this world?
Student : Yes.
Prof: Evil is everywhere, isn’t it? And God did make everything. Correct?
Student : Yes.
Prof: So who created evil?

(Student does not answer.)

Prof: Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don’t they?
Student :Yes, sir.
Prof: So, who created them?

(Student has no answer.)

Prof: Science says you have 5 senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Tell me, son…Have you ever seen God?
Student: No, sir.
Prof: Tell us if you have ever heard your God?
Student : No , sir.
Prof: Have you ever felt your God, tasted your God, smelt your God? Have you ever had any sensory perception of God for that matter?
Student : No, sir. I’m afraid I haven’t.
Prof: Yet you still believe in Him?
Student : Yes.

Prof: According to empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your GOD doesn’t exist. What do you say to that, son?
Student : Nothing. I only have my faith.
Prof: Yes. Faith. And that is the problem science has.

Student : Professor, is there such a thing as heat?
Prof: Yes.
Student : And is there such a thing as cold?
Prof: Yes.
Student : No sir. There isn’t.(The lecture theatre becomes very quiet with this turn of events.)Student : Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat. But we don’t have anything called cold. We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is no heat, but we can’t go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold. Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.

(There is pin-drop silence in the lecture theatre.)

Student : What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?
Prof: Yes. What is night if there isn’t darkness?
Student : You’re wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light….But if you have no light constantly, you have nothing and it’s called darkness, isn’t it? In reality, darkness isn’t. If it were you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn’t you?

Prof: So what is the point you are making, young man?
Student : Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed.
Prof: Flawed? Can you explain how?

Student : Sir, you are working on the premise of duality. You argue there is life and then there is death, a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, science can’t even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life: just the absence of it. Now tell me, Professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?

Prof: If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes, of course, I do.
Student : Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?

(The Professor shakes his head with a smile, beginning to realize where theargument is going.)

Student : Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavour, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a preacher?

(The class is in uproar.)

Student : Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor’s brain?

(The class breaks out into laughter.)

Student : Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor’s brain, felt it, touched or smelt it?…..No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, sir. With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures, sir?

(The room is silent. The professor stares at the student, his face unfathomable.)
Prof: I guess you’ll have to take them on faith, son.

Student : That is it sir.. The link between man & god is FAITH. That is all that keeps things moving & alive.

smart young man 😀