Setelah Sekian Lama...

Setelah sekian lama, akhirnya dapat gak aku mencuri tulang dan membazir masa kat pejabat untuk menghupdatekan blog ini. Lama rasanya tak berketuk-ketik meluahkan perasaan di ruangan cyber nih..Jika tidak kerana medcham yang meninggalkan komennya tuh, rasanya dah berabuk cyber closet aku nieh...

Anyway, nothing new...Same Shit Different Day jugak..aku dengar ramai yang dah di konfermkan lepas PAC hari tuh..aku gak yang ketinggalan. Nak buat camana, HR aku baru terhegeh-hege nak buat perakuan untuk aku. Pelik jugak, pasal tang PTD lain kat jabatan ni cepat jek semua urusan. Aku sorang terkonting-konting...padahal akulah PTD yang paling baik kat sini...wakakakakaaka. Wei, aku tak kasi masalah kat orang lain tau..orang jek yang banyak dump masalah kat aku..

Kalo anak tiri, anak tiri la jugak. So kengkawan yang dah dapat konferm and dengar kata ada yang dah di offer naik M48 (ye ke?)..tahniah le aku ucapkan. Aku pung tumpang gembira jugak..moga-moga nasib baik hangpa terkena tempiasnya pada aku ni. Aku nie sebenarnya cuak jugak kalo dengar nak move ke gred yang lebih tinggi nu..bukan apa, secara optimisnya aku nie pesimis. Aku memang tak de cecita tinggi menggunung nak jadik KSU dan yang yang sewaktunya tuh...for me, as long as aku boleh survive hingga bersara, dapat menikmati faedah persaraan secara sempurna, sudah syukur alhamdulilah. Survive sampai dapat makan duit pencen bulan-bulan tu cukup lah....

As for now, kalau aku mampu bernafas kat Jabatan yang kucintaik ni dengan aman pun dah kira bonus. i do hope aku boleh keluar, jumpa masalah baru, penyelesaian baru, orang baru, belajar benda baru dan semua serba-serbi baru.Sungguhpun gitu, nampaknya macam harapan tipis jek. Biarpun tak disayangi/disukai, aku yang kurang cemerlang ni masih diperlukan sebab tak de sapa nak datang sini...wakakakaka. Sedih betui..ni nasib daripada tak de, boh sajalah. hahahaha...tak sempat gilap potensi diri ni..

hehehehe..aku sense yang aku dah start merapik. tak de focus point dalam blog ni so better aku stop.

akhir kata..ada sesapa nak dok kat Jabatan aku tak?

2 LATE 4 TEARS

Death knocked on a bedroom door.
"Who is there?' the sleeping one cried.
"I'm Angel Izrael, let me inside."

At once, the man began to shiver
As one sweating in deadly fever.

He shouted to his wife
"Don't let the Angel take my life."

"O Angel of Death, I am not ready yet
My family, on me depend
Give me a chance to go back and mend."

The Angel Knocked again.

"O Man, it's your soul that I require
I come not with my own desire"
Bewildered, the man began to cry
"O Angel, I'm so afraid to die."

"Let me remain here as your slave,
Don't send me to the grave."

"Let me in, O Man" the Angel said.

"Open the door, get up from your bed,
You can't stop me from coming in
Angels can go through objects thick and thin."

The man held a gun in his right hand
Ready to defy the Angel's stand.

"I'll point my gun towards your head
You dare come in - I'll shot you dead."

By now, the Angel was in the room
Saying " O Man, Prepare for your doom
Foolish Man - Angels never die
Put down your gun and do not sigh
Why are you afraid - tell me O Man
To die according to Allah's plan?"

"O Angel, I bow my head in shame
I Had no time to remember Allah's name
From dawn till dusk, I made my wealth
Not even caring for my spiritual health.

Allah's commands I never obeyed
nor five times a day I ever prayed
A Ramadhan came and a Ramadhan went
But no time had I to repent.

The Hajj was already obligatory upon me
But I would not part with my money
All charities I did ignore
Taking usually more and more.

Sometimes I sipped my favourite wine
With flirting women I sat to dine
O Angel I appeal to you
Spare my life for a year or two.

The laws of The Quran, i will obey
I'll begin Shalat - this very day
My fast and hajj I will complete
And keep away from self-conceit.

I will refrain from usury
And give my wealth to charities
Wine and unlawful women I will detest
Allah's oneness I will attest"

"We Angels do what Allah demands
We cannot go against His commands
Death is ordained for everyone
Father, mother, daughter and son.

I'm afraid this moment is your last
Now be reminded of your past
I do understand your fears
But it is now too late for tears.

You live in this world
Two score or more

Your parents you did not obey
Hungry beggars, you turned away

Your two ill-mannered, female offsprings
In nightclubs for livelihood they sing
Instead of making more Muslim
You made your children non-Muslim

You ignored the Adhan (Call to Prayer)
Nor did you recite the Holy Quran
Breaking promises all your life
Backbiting friends and causing strife.

From hoarded goods, great profit you made
And your poor workers, you underpaid
Horses and cards were your leisure
Money-making was your pleasure

You ate and ate, and grew more fat
With the very sick, you never sat
A little donation, you never gave
That could a little baby save

You thought you're clever and strong
But O Man, You've done enough wrong.

Paradise for you? I cannot tell
The disbeliever will dwell in hell
There is no time for you to repent
I'' take your soul for which I am sent."

Adopted by Dr Y Mansoor Marican, Ph.D from "Operation Death" by G.H.E. Vanker
www.islamalways.com)

once and for all...just STOP!

"Racist? Who? Me... What the hey?"

Itu le reaksi tergezut beruk aku bila dilabel dengan tag 'panas' tu. Salahnya? Aku cuma komen, orang Melayu ni, memang dari dulu sampai la lekat dengan sikap dan sakit PhD...ada jek alasan untuk bercerai roboh. Kalau tak pasal asal keturunan, sibuk dengan sikap kenegerian..kalau tak pasal harta benda, sibuk dengan rupa paras..dan sekarang ni, dah le tak bersatu dari segi politik, senang-senang pulak memperkotak-katikkan soal agama. Kenapalah energy hitam kepam dan busuk tu tak difokuskan kepada sesuatu yang positif macam menjana kecemerlangan ekonomi ke, pendidikan ke or at least mengukuhkan ukhwah sesama ummah?

and hanya kerana itu aku dipanggil rasis terhadap bangsa sendiri? well...mate, ko tu sangat tidak adil. Betul, ilmu agama aku tak sedalam mana tetapi siapa yang berdosa bila riak dengan ilmu agama lalu dengan mudah melabel dosa pahala orang? who are you to play God? Kita tahu ke nasib orang lain lebih dari nasib sendiri di akhirat kelak. Sirah dan sejarah banyak membuktikan, tambah pula kalu digali dengan Al-Quran, bahawa ada orang yang kita takrif sebagai sejahat-jahat umat masuk ke syurga kerana kebaikan sebesar biji sawi. jadi, dari jadi judgemental terhadap orang sekeliling, bukankah lebih baik bermuhasabah diri?

Dan kemelayuan aku..kenapa perlu dipersoalkan? Hanya sebab keturunan ko dari dulu sampai sekarang darah melayu tak pernah bercampur dengan pakistan dan cina maka itu sebabnya ko lebih melayu dari aku? or adakah kerana aku berkahwin dengan lelaki berlainan bangsa dan kewarganegaraan maka aku dengan mudah dilabel pengkhianat bangsa?

Aku sayang Melayu, walau dari kecil tok nenek dan keluarga aku sering diejek, dicela dan dicerca orang yang kononnya 'Melayu'. Even before Paki become another four letter word, aku dah pedih telinga dengar orang mengata. Biarlah datuk aku datang jauh merantau, taat setianya dia tak pernah menjaja keburukan orang. Kalau pun kami makan capati lebih dari nasi, tak semestinya lidah kami pelat tak macam orang yang makan sambal belacan dan masak lemak cili padi.

And just because laki aku cakap Melayu pun tak reti, jangan ingat le ko boleh sesuka hati nak halau aku dari bumi Malaysia ni. Aku rasa dah sampai masanya mata kita dibuka luas untuk melihat lebih jauh dari spektrum warna kulit dan bangsa. Kenapa tak boleh jadi Bangsa Malaysia? Aku sedarlah ada hak dan kepentingan yang nak dijaga tapi kalau benar sangatlah kita sayangkan negara tanah tumpah darah kita ni, kena masih harmoni dengan cara yang tidak sihat? teringat kata-kata adibah amin (if i'm not mistaken) kita harmoni kerana selalu beralah dan mengelak. kita terlalu berhati-hati agar tak melukakan orang lain walau diri berdarah tak berhenti. this is where, aku rasa, kalau kita benar-benar hayati maksud perpaduan, patriotisme dan kemerdekaan, kita boleh hidup aman damai tak kisah apa bangsa dan agama. When we know how to respect others, than we can build trust and nationhood. kalau salah kena accept le salah, kalau betul sama-sama jadikan amalan. jangan cepat melatah beb.

tapi kalau dengan orang sebangsa pun kita sibuk nak tunjuk lagak ayam laga... tak payahlah laung-laung semangat cinta negara, bangsa dan agama. Dok lah di takuk lama, berkokok cerita yang sama. Maka sebab tu bila dah terkulat-kulat, dengan senang wak lu je nak tuduh aku rasis dan fasist.

Hmm...aku bukan Nazi. Aku neo-Malay. it's time to shut up your bloody mouth dan accept hakikat...aku pun melayu jugak.

Adios.

MY FEELINGS IN A NUTCASE

ANAK KECIL MAIN API

Anak kecil main api
Terbakar hatinya yang sepi
Air mata darah bercampur keringat
Bumi dipijak milik orang

Nenek moyang kaya raya
Tergadai seluruh harta benda
Akibat sengketa sesamalah kita
Cinta lenyap diarus zaman

Indahnya bumi kita ini
Warisan berkurun lamanya
Hasil mengalir ketangan yang lain
Peribumi merintih sendiri

Masa depan sungguh kelam
Kan lenyap peristiwa semalam
Tertutuplah hati terkunci mati
Maruah peribadi dah hilang

Kini kita cuma tinggal kuasa
Yang akan menentukan bangsa
Bersatulah hati bersama berbakti
Pulih kembali harga diri

Kita sudah tiada masa
Majulah dengan maha perkasa
Janganlah terlalai teruskan usaha
Melayukan gagah dinusantara

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...