Tribute 2 The King..

Perhaps this post come a lil' too late as the the final farewell has taken place yesterday with live telecast from the Staples Centre, Los Angeles. However, let's just say that it took time to recover from the shocked his death brought me...

Ever since the news of his death, there were lot of rumours on his faith. Some may say he's Jehovah till the last of his breath, but lot more will claimed that he died as a muslim.

Thus, this is what trigger me to post something on all this huhaa. I guess not only tons are obssesed with his life, but many more are obsessed to Muslimize MJ. This made us muslim being perceived as being thirsty for big names to join the list of those who embraced Islam. World had seen the same obsession with Lady Diana Spencer after her passing in 1997. My say on this is..let the man rest in peace. His faith has nothing to do with us...it is between this king with the King of all King. Our only hope is we will be given a good ending to our own life.

Just as a food for our thought..let us share the reflection on this topic by digesting the khutbah by Sheikh Yasir Qadhi as below:



Shaykh Yasir Qadhi commented on MuslimMatters :

"I gave a khutbah at a masjid yesterday, the second half of which was dedicated to the passing away of Michael Jackson. Before the rumors spread even more, let me clarify explicitly what I said:

I mentioned that there are lessons to learn from his life, and from his death. This was a man who was handed the keys to this world, yet he failed to find happiness through them. He was always a troubled person, searching for happiness in (sometimes) eccentric ways. This shows that true happiness does not come about through this life.
- The unexpectedness of his death is also a lesson for all of us; we all have our appointed time as well.
- I said that there are plenty of signs, insha Allah, that he has accepted Islam. I have met Jermaine Jackson at the GPU conference (he’s not a ‘friend’ of mine because we’ve only met once) and he had said that Michael was interested in Islam.
- I also mentioned, based on Imam Zayd’s article and other sources, that there are trustworthy sources that indicate he had accepted Islam in LA, and we hope the best for him and pray that he did in fact accept Islam.Such statements have a tendency to ‘grow’ as they leap from blog to blog and mouth to mouth, so I want to state very clearly that I have no direct and explicit knowledge of his state of Islam; we merely hope the best insha Allah, and there are may positive signs for this.Lastly, and on a personal note, I thank Allah that He saved me from ever becoming addicted to music. However, growing up in the 80s, I could not save myself from its smoke even if Allah saved me from its fire! And of the very few people whose music actually impressed me and allowed me to see and feel why people are so attracted to music is MJ. I remember watching some of his videos as a kid and couldn’t help be impressed by his moves.For those who have never tasted the sweetness of the Quran, I honestly cannot expect them to understand why music is haram. They have nothing else to compare it to. Music is a powerful medium that moves the body and stirs the soul (literally and metaphorically). It is only because we have the Quran that we can state that the way music does this is more detrimental in the long run, and only the Quran can move you in a pure and dignified manner.A dear friend, Shaykh Abu Eesa, wrote something about this which is a must read on the subject:http://alternativeentertainment.wordpress.com/2009/06/26/dealing-with-skeletons-in-the-closet.

I hope this clears up any misunderstanding.
Yasir "

Lemau...

Hari ini seperti biasa bila ada lapor diri maka kehidupan di ofis akan jadi havoc giler. Setelah bersusah payah menyiapkan segala benda termasuklah PO yang macam nak pecah kepala disediakan, terpaksalah mengadap muka yang cun (eheks!) ni menguruskan rusa-rusa yang baru nak masuk kampung tuh..

Bila part-part macam ni teringatlah pulak masa first day melapor diri ke tempat 'hangat dan hangit' ni. I still remember perasaan yang berdebar-debar report duty...alih-alih bila mai, depa kata tak mau M41. Adush...terasa diri yang hot ni menjadi lemau serta merta. Bengang ada, sedih pun iya.

N'way, berbalik pada hari kejadian..ramai le yang tak sabar-sabar nak menunggu muktamar penempatan mereka. Spekulasi tentang mana yang diorang patut dapat tu tak yah le cerita. Ada yang siap nak belanja kalau reveal penempatannya sebelum release PO. Hmm..nasib baik akak berintegriti. Banyak lagi benda yang perlu difokuskan agar hidup selesa di opis bertuah ini.

Selesai taklimat, sebagaimana yang dijangka, keadaan lagi bertambah havoc. Macam-macam jenis manusia dengan pelbagai cerita datang mengharap belas ihsan supaya ditukarkan mengikut kemahuan. Tapi apa kan daya..keputusan bukan ditangan beta. 'Saya yang menurut perintah' itu jek jawapannya. Itu pun nampaknya membuat ramai yang bengan dan bengong. Ada plak yang sanggup menggugut nak berenti kerja. Hmmm...aku peduli apa. Yang penting aku jalankan kerja sebagaimana yang diarahkan.

Tapi nampaknya...dalam gawat-gawat ekonomi ni masih ramai manusia yang tak sedar diuntung. Kesian dengan orang yang betuk-betul nak kerja tapi tak berjaya. Ni dah dapat, berlagak pulak.

Moral of the story nye..orang bodoh ramai berlagak sombong. Perasan benar dirinya orang mau..tapi tak sedar dia sebenarnya LEMAU. Moga-maga aku tak tergolong le dalam orang begitu dulu, kini dan selamanya...

Gud nite!

Kursus Oh Kursus

Semalam yang penuh sejarah sengalnya aku dapat berita bahawa permohonan aku untuk pi program pertukaran belia di Korea tidak dapat mencapai idealnya iaitu GAGAL. Sedih memang le sedih..rasa macam tak de gratification gitu. dah le asyik terperuk kat opis jek. Tapi yang meluap-luapkan api menyampah dan sengalnya adalah kerana seorang hamba Allah yang meng'check' status aku tu sound baik punya. Dia kata "ngape yeop, markah interview rendah giler? Dengar cerita kawan sendiri jadi panel. Takkan tolong sikit pun tak dapat. Ngepe, kome tak reti bersosial ngan manusia lain ke? Itu le kome, sombong bebenor. Ate, sekarang begini ceritenya, melepas le kome nak tengok negara para para sakura tu".

Ish...kalau tak dikenangkan ajaran mak bapak, memang teman pok kan aje mulutnya. Tak pelah...nak buat cemana? Dah nasib tak de rezeki lagi nak terbang ke negara pengeluar Samsung tu. Insha Allah, ada rezeki esok lusa, ke Paris, Turki, Eropah bagai teman berjalan sakan.

Nasib baik jugak le hari yang sama surat tawaran kursus di INTAN tiba mengubat luka. dapat jugaklah berkampung seploh hari di Bukit Kiara nu. Tak de le tension melayan karenah species yang sombong mangkuk hayun yang ramai melata kat opis ni.

Hmm...tension-tension gini ebay jek ubatnya...

Cuti Sakit

Hari ni aku cuti sakit. Semalam aku selemo (ayat nenek aku yang bermaksud selsema) agak kronik...sok sek sok sek sampai abisleh 3 kotak tissue tuh. Ingatkan nak balik awal sebab sah terpengsan masa rehat tapi kerana beban kerja yang sangat mendera, terpaksalah aku tunggu jugak hingga pukul 6 petang. Balik umah terus tertidur. Nasib baik la hubby di umah, rasalah dikasihi sket.

So, hari ini aku pun dengan selamba badaknya mengambil cuti sendiri. Aku sms KPPK dan CC tak de jawapan. Bangun-bangun pagi dah kul 9.00..maka dengan miong-miong beraninya aku pun terus tertidur. Petang sensorang di mahligai indah ni aku dapat le tunjuk skill domestic aku. Hmm...hilang stress nengok umah cantik bersih.

Jadi sebenarnya, apa masalah aku? Aku rasa maha painful nak ke pejabat esok. Walaupun aku benar-benar sakit dan stress, trust me semua orang akan buat aku guilty concious kerana telah EL hari ini. Aku benci bila suma buat aku rasa bersalah hanya kerana aku menjadi seorang manusia yang lemah sistem imunisasinya akhir-akhir ini. Well, i'm bending backward to please all the worker bees and the kingpin(s) here jadi kenapa perasaan aku selalu terdera bila aku bercuti?

I need to disappear...oh smucking tut tut...no wonder it's hard for me to conceive. Tolon...tolon...

My Self Worth

Hari ini untuk kesekian kalinya aku sangat bingung mengevaluasi akan self worth diri sendiri. I feel like i have given my all, pushing myself to a level I never knew exist only to prove that I am worth to live, eat and sleep on government's payroll. Bosan dan tertekan.. i so hate and love this place.

So, melayan kesedihan hati sambil menonton Kath and Kim ni sedikit sebanyak buat aku rasa tenang le sket. After this 'How I Met Your Mother' plak. It's always a black monday until TV time. Hmm..perhaps I should follow advice mantan PBP AGC untuk mencebur dan meleburkan diri dalam bidang penyiaran nih. Tapi mengenangkan azan solat tah kemana suatu waktu dahulu bila sibuk di konti and mixing studio, perhaps ada baiknya untuk terus ditindas dan diperas. Apa-apa pun bersabar itu separuh dari iman..

Though don't get me wrong, it's not I am not happy working there. I am glad to know people I have known, to go through the hurdles and to be part of the dynamic system that made the organisation even all i did is dotting the 'i' and crossing the 't'. tapi ada waktu dan ketika rasa memang rasa nak belajar ilmu ghaib supaya boleh menyendiri. My mind is so not used to be cluttered so rasa begitu tut tut dan slupid bila didesak-desak dengan pelbagai perkara. Macam mana lah nak survive sampai bersara?

Hmmm..camno?

Kawan...

Rasanya dah begitu lama tak update blog luahan rasa ni. Nampaknya begitu sibuk menguruskan kehidupan yang tak terurus dan kerjaya tak berapa berjaya nih. Anyway, dalam sibuk sibuk berkhidmat untuk negara, sempat gaklah berFB. Dapat gak menyambung silaturahim yang terputus ngan kengkawan zaman UiTM dulu...

Hmm bercakap pasal kawan, I just realised the brutal truth. I have nobody yang boleh diklasifikasikan sebagai BFF. Orang yang ku sangka sahabat rupanya musibat, yang dikatakan taulan cuma kenalan dan yang tak ingin didampingi sibuk menghantui. Hmmm...no wonder aku sangat kacau jiwa.

Anyway, tak pelah. Friendship ni perlukan chemistry dan trust. Just like any other relationship, ia juga tak mampu berdiri teguh kalau dibina atas janji separuh hati, hanya manis dimulut tapi pahit dihati. It has to stand the test of time, distance and all the painful tut tut so u know what it's worth.

Well, in my case, the request for kali haldi has reveal the ugly truth. What a tut tut in a crazy bon bon..sangat memarut hati. Anyway, just to respect the existence of the so-called friendship, aku akan berkabung mati untuk 3 hari. Not that it matter anyway..

Sayonara my friend(s). We have come to the junction of totally different path. I'll always cherished the memories. It was good while it happened...

Benci, Bosan dan Bengang

Today is supposed to be TGIF tapi pepagi lagi (seperti biasa) begitu ramai parasit di tempat ini yang mengoyak-ngoyakkan hati ku. Benci betul bila apa yang kita buat hanya untuk tolong orang-orang yang tak tidak tahu (atau tak boleh?) mengenang budi. Bosan bila kena buat benda bodoh yang sama tiap-tiap hari and bengang bila kena marah pasal benda yang dah awal-awal diklasifikasikan sebagai impossible-but-you-have-to-do-cos-I-instruct-you-so. Oh My God...I just hate all this.

So, untuk melegakan ketenangan otak dan kekacauan jiwa ni lebih baik aku baca buku London Call Girl yang sangat menarik ni. Hmmm...my book selection sangat explicit lately. Guess MTV have influenced my system. Kehidupan hedonistic memang tampak menarik dan rileks...Oh deng!..ken deflux..ingat dosa pahala yusna!