Acheh

Ever had the idea of scribbling the whatever grubbles left at your used-to-be home, just in case someone else forgot that there was once a house there? I never did, until I witnessed it with my very eyes.

Wait for Projek Nanggroe Acheh Darussalam 2005..

"Tidak ada sesuatu musibahpun yang menimpa seseorang kecuali dengan izin Allah SWT, dan barangsiapa yang beriman kepada Allah, nescaya Dia akan memberi petunjuk kepada hatinya. Dan Allah Maha Mengetahui segala sesuatu." (At-Taghaabun: 11)

people's problem's mine

I'm left alone at home after Ola and Adik went back to colleges. The bad thing is I have to take over Ola's chores, which means a new housewife job for me, and the bad thing also is I've lost my loyal driver, Adik, who's willing to take me anywhere I'd go.Well the good thing is, em, nothing I guess, none's good when you're left alone with no eating and fighting buddies. Wait, think I could do the latter with Naqib at times. Hehe. At least losing in the former case wouldn't be so much troublesome, considering the toothache I've been having for weeks now. Nak makan pun susah sakit gigi ni.

On Friday I went to MERCY Office in Ampang after been receiving calls for few days from the volunteer manager who said, "Akhirnya datang pun menyerah diri budak ni," when I finally showed up. Sengih je lah. Oh it was fun working there, met a couple of aunties whom, from my understanding being Datuk Dr Jemilah's closest buddies. When they came I thought it was for some official purposes, who'd guess they pulled out the chairs and sat one table with few young volunteers doing the office works together. So basically, middle-aged housewives, filthy rich, volunteering. That's interesting. Guess there's always kindness and peace when you thought madness and cruelty has conquered the world.

Well, I was making phone calls to the volunteers for some upgrading database works when K.Zu called it for lunch. We went out eating at the stalls under the trees nearby. For once I thought I've lost my sense of time after a good hours of working, then only I realized that it was not me, I was basically intact. So it was lunch time on Friday noon and I thought maybe those guys who were happily eating their lunch out had their wristwatches damaged, or maybe they were in the mode of bermusafir, I dunno, just guessing the possibilities that made them excusing themselves from solat Jumaat that day. No offense, but honey if you don't have the shame to Allah, just please feel ashamed to other human beings. It was as if I was the one who escaped from my responsibilities that I was the one who was tersipu-sipu malu looking at them.

Goodness, we are moving towards being a developed country, and yet we have the burden of underdeveloped ummahs like these. Bak kata Sayid Qutb 'tamadun ini umpama seekor burung yang berkibas dengan sebelah sayap yang amat gagah, sedangkan sayapnya yang sebelah lagi patah, ia meningkat maju dalam kemajuan kebendaan, tapi jatuh dalam konsep insaniyah, ia mengalami masalah kegelisahan, kebingungan dan penyakit jiwa dan saraf'. The only way out? Back to the Creator! Period.

Well, that's my khutbah Jumaat you've missed last Friday dear. Next time kalau takmo pegi solat Jumaat dudukla menyorok dalam ofis makan megi, jangan sakitkan mata orang lain dengan pemadangan yang tak best.

Oh my, I don't like spending the rest of this entry nagging about the painful truth about Muslims nowadays. I know I am not perfect, but being a decent human beings, I want to be perfected by my faith. I believe everyone else does too. Memanglah all these while we have always been mangsa keadaan, mangsa sistem pendidikan sekular British. Tapi takkanlah nak jadi mangsa sampai bila-bila kan? The world is changing it's views on Islam, hari ni London kena bomb, esok paling kurang 10 orang peluk Islam. Don't believe me? Go out, open your eyes and observe, like I used to read somewhere, cuba lihat dunia dari pandangan mata burung, bukan pandangan katak dari bawah tempurung kaca. Still don't get it? Balik rumah tanya mak OK.

holidays, so far

So far, well I could say nothing much had happened. My surge of passion for food has calmed down after few concerns on gaining weights during this holidays, my only weapon to counter that would be, if it's not now, then it's only going to be next summer, well that's IF I go back home next summer. U know with the Germany 2006 coming and my concerns on doing something serious like a research or so, somehow summer in the Europes seems a little fine for me. But don't count on my words people, you know me.

After the trip to the school, I've been going in and out with my 2 sisters and family, sometimes friends. Other than that, most free times were spent at home with nephews, mum and dad, and my giant-little brother who's currently on holidays. Only last weekend I attended the 2-days *PPIM's Scientific Conference at the Grand Seasons Hotel in the midst of hectic Chow Kit Road. I was one of the medical students who couldn't afford the fees so ended up as volunteers in the run of the programme. Not quite like another medical conference, this one gave me the window to look medicine not just being physical, but more spiritual as it should be. Like one of the doctors said in her talk, 'This what differs PPIM from the **MMA, we have the ruh that they lack with'. I couldn't agree more.

Anyway, on the second day of the conference I spent most times at the stalls; PPIM's and MERCY's. Well the former was totally understood, as for the latter, it was actually my first task as a MERCY volunteer assigned by the volunteer manager I met on that day. I coudn't say more, this is what I've been searching for, now Allah has opened me the way. All Praises only for One Lord! Many more tasks are coming, inshaAllah with all my mights I'll try to do this. Afterall, we are the best of nation ever to be brought forth for people, what else shall we do if not to benefit the ummahs, ordering honor and forbidding dishonor. (3:110)

So far, not so busy, but had these words coming from mum already;

'Asyik nak keluar tolong orang je, ni tolong Mak kat rumah dulu.'

Been a bit lazy lately I admit, have to improve on that I will. Eh macam Master Yoda pula cakap terbalik.

Roger and out.

*PPIM: Persatuan Perubatan Islam Malaysia
**MMA: Malaysian Medical Association

Shot!

Buka cerita sekali setahun

Quote:

"Huh, sapa yang nak bertunang? Waah!"

"Akhirnya!! Batch kita tak gersang, aku ingat dah takde harapan dah. Budak baya kita sekolah lain dah beranak pinak dah weh." -->boleh eh camni?? :p

"Apa cerita si polanah binti polan tu ha? Dia kat mana sekarang?"

"Aku dengar cerita Adib masuk Oxford, aku pun cepat2 cari dia kat friendster terus add dia!!" - Mizah -->sabo je la

"Eh ye ke? A' ah ek, aku pun takde friendster Adib!" -->aduss, giler teruk! batch kita 80 orang jeh cik kak oii. haha

With C.Aida in the Teachers Room

Quote:

"Asal kita still takut2 nak masuk bilik guru aa, rasa macam masa sekolah dulu pulak." - Siti

"Kalau lah ada bilik guru macam ni punya selesa, kalau aku lah cikgu, mesti aku rasa nak duduk dlm bilik guru je tak mo gi mengajar." -->patutla ko tak jadi cikgu..

"Saya sorang je single lagi cikgu, diorg ni malam tadi semua tido dengan handphone, saya sorg je tak kesah phone tu ntah hidup ke mati." - Shu

"Alah tak payah sibuk2 nak couple awal2 ni, pergi berjalan dulu, enjoy hidup single, nanti sampai jodoh kahwin la kamu. Tengok macam saya, tak couple pun, terus kahwin, haa dapat anak comel jugak!" - C.Aida -->comel lah cikgu!!

"Cikgu, asal saya tengok dekat teachers list tu ada 2 nama ustaz? Memang SSP dah ada ustaz eh? Ye lah zaman kita dulu mana ade.." -->bunyi kekecewaan je, fenomena budak sekola perempuan

Mengimbau nostalgia di Galeri Warisan

Quote:

"Eh adik, boleh tolong ambilkan gambar? Tima kasih, adik form berape ye? Adik main gamelan ni ke, sejak bila SSP ada gamelan ye?" - Shu, being nice. Hehe

"Weh dia budak Sains Selangor la, ko nih!" - Tak ingat sapa

"Aiseh, sori." - Shu, tepuk dahi.

"Ct, ko jangan nak merosakkan gambar yek!" - Shera, suka ambil gambar.

**photos are copyrights of Anem's, Fadhilah Hani's and Naim's which I've violated**

Tempat jatuh lagikan dikenang..

Went to SSP Cyberjaya on Sunday with the main intention to meet friends and teachers, also to attend the SBP Wind Orchestra Competition, though I was not a band member, only closed to become one when I was forced to by my band-member-college-sister when I was in my prime year of school. It's always gonna be for the love of sports and nothing else (well u cannot be a basketballer and a band member at the same time). Nonetheless, people who got through the 5 years of being SSP's band members amuses me, not only for the instruments they played, but their perseverance on standing the maki hamun from their fierce senior members, for some whom they eventually became alike when they became the seniors (the freak custom of boarding schools, give what u have gotten). Albeit, discipline was the main outcome for that and it is what matters most now. Tengok aja lah Anem, Ira, Baiti, Lina and fellow former band members, semuanya strict lagi berdisiplin. Hehe..

Anyway, we spent the night at Anem's apartment. Met them all at Sharifah PKNS Bangi, borak2, then headed to Anem's. It's like an annual custom to do a small gathering every year for the same group of people, exchanging news, exchanging sarcasms, reminiscing the good old school memories. That night we slept at 4 and struggled to wake up as early as we could for we had to depart before 9. Rasa macam high-spirited, though Cyberjaya was not our playground and there were less familiar faces left, at least the name is still the same. My first impression was, giler panas Cyberjaya ni, camne la diorang boleh tahan. And then I entered the main hall and thought, huh air-conditioned, for this I don't mind the humid weather outside!. Terus terkenang zaman sekolah kat KL dulu, where we would fit in the small school hall which still use kipas angin and sistem takal for curtains for the stage, and we only sat on the floor for every occasions including the assembly, sampai kaki rasa semut2 when it came to the long Monday morning big assembly. Kids nowadays should be really grateful for what they have, and I personally felt happy for them.

We were lead by 2 present students in very much familiar dark blue blazers and skirts, heh guess they still use the same prefects uniform. Shera instantly said to my face in a joking manner, "Huh prefects muka sombong, macam korang dulu." Now I know how they felt towards the dark blue students back then. I see that as a norm for survival, if I were not a prefect, I would've felt the same I guess. Anyway Shera said the same thing when one present student stood up and led the orchestra on stage for a while. I guess she really was joking. Hehe. For about an hour we sat in the hall, we were more to sibuk2 tengok kiri kanan than listening to the orchestra. We became loud at times when we saw familiar teacher passed by the aisle and silent again realizing we were over-reacting. Typical budak sekolah perempuan. As I sat there listening the orchestra, time flew 5 years back when basketballers had practice in one court and band members played instruments in the one next to it, and we became hyper for each time high notes hit. Aiseh those were the days. I said to Shera, "Nostalgia betul lah." She replied, "Tapi tak sama tempat, so tak terasa sangat." Betul jugak.

Then we went to hunt for the teachers. Miss them so, though only some still left there. Terkenang zaman sekolah dulu, when teachers posed a great influence on us. Si Iwa pulak tak habis2 tanya pasal Cikgu Wong (I remembered him as bau amil asetat, and cakap tak habis, --> "..kalau yang ini jawapannya em-?" kata Cikgu Wong. "-pat!!" jawab kami). Hehe. Met our beloved Cikgu Aida Jalal who said "Ha saya baca blog kamu" when I shook hands with her. Aisey, malu la pulak. Anyway Cikgu Aida was one of the closest teachers to our batch, and still am. She was always our cute talking physics teacher who writes the number '8' macam kucing, bak kata Mizah.

I'm always gonna remember every fun things that happened in physics lab, from changing our names to Shumedes, Cipahmedes, Sitimedes for Archimedes to Anot's attempts to draw a cat in her lab report for kanta cembung and kanta cekung topic (why on earth would u use kanta cembung to see a cat??) and also spending some times to get celah sempit and selah cempit right. We had a quick chat with Cikgu Aida, asking about what changes had there been in school. Well if u still interested in knowing, the students are not wearing tudung ikat belakang for sports anymore like we used to wear (and felt pretty in that, can u imagine how naïve we were?), lecture system has been going on where, at times, the whole batch would have a lecture given by a teacher in a brand new lecture theatre, like in the universities, and exams take place in the air-conditioned school hall where students normally have to wear sweaters for the cold hall. So not like our time where we would take off the socks during exams to ensure pure comfort for the feet to bear the heat. Technologies supposed to make your life better aight?

At noon, we were all ready to go back, for some had to run to other places.

We went home with SSP got the third place for the wind orchestra competition, and I went home with Cikgu Aida’s thoughtful notion;

“Budak sekarang dah ramai dapat A1 untuk fizik, dulu ye lah tak ramai. Nih ha budak sorang ni dulu main2 je dalam kelas fizik, tak sangka dapat A1 jugak akhirnya.”

Alhamdulillah. Terima kasih banyak2, Cikgu! U’ll always be in my prayers, inshaAllah.