Experience on Valentine's Day!

What is interesting today? I've gained a new experience, I've met an absolutely brilliant person and we became friends. I like the word friends that he said. The person is a 'he'. Yes, you read it right. He's an absolutely great person, a thinker, a motivator, every word that he said is a knowledge. he made me realize that no matter what we do, don't be scared of people. Never underestimate yourself, you're a better that what you think you are. Be confident and bold. For the right reason and at the right time la.

I love this post and yes, it's for the Valentine's Day!


"If you sleep with your lover on 14th of Feb (Valentine's Day), your lover will give you good news on 21st of March (Mother's Day) and you'll gonna have kids on 14th of November (Children's Day), and if you look from the medical aspect, you're advise not to try this on ALL of your LOVERS because you'll gonna receive bad news on 1st of December (World AIDS Day). *credit*

Baby, I love you as long as you don't give me kids! Even if you did, just dump them in the drain.

Marvelous! Get the message? I don't believe in Valentine's Day, but I didn't condemn those who did, it's your choice. You got brain, use it. Option is what you created. As a Muslim, we celebrate the birth of our lover, the one and only, Prophet Muhammad s.a.w. We've been missing you all this time, I pray that we'll meet in the afterlife. You're always with us, thank you for the priceless guidance and love.

Haircut anyone?

This one article in The News Straits Times attract my attention. Written by Juneita Johari. I find it amusing and at the same time makes me think about the simple thing for us but hardly impossible for other special children.


"HAIRCUTS and hairstyles have never been a simple thing in my family of three sons and a daughter.

Eldest son Omar won’t sit still for a haircut. Second son Othman insists on going blonde and keeping a mohawk. Youngest son does not want his hair cut. And my only daughter wants long, blue hair.

For my eldest, it has always been a challenge. Of course, it was much easier when he was a baby because we could manage, or rather restrict the bobbing head, but not when he grew older, not to mention stronger.

One would not have thought about such things until one is challenged with it — how to give special children haircuts.

I have tried giving Omar haircuts at home. For a long time I could not find a barber who could give him a good haircut. In those days, nearly some 20 years ago, I thought that boys went to barbers and girls to hair salons. It never occurred to me that men also sought the skills of hairstylists. So, for years, from the time Omar was a toddler to about six years, he had to suffer the untrained skills of his mama’s scissors. Omar and Othman would have what some people called the “Friar Tuck” (a character from Robin Hood) hairstyle. Some would call it the pudding-bowl haircut, others would more kindly refer to it as the “page boy”. It wasn’t so bad for Othman who eventually settled for a crew cut.

It wasn’t that I did not like my sons to look good. It was because there was not a barber I knew who was patient and kind enough for Omar, a physically and mentally challenged child who could not understand instructions such as “sit still!” He would turn to look left, right, or sharply move his head in the opposite direction when a sound attracted his attention. Also, because he had autistic tendencies, he tended to move his head from side to side, humming. Sometimes he would roll his head the way you would in warm-up exercises. He would flinch at the sound of snipping scissors or the buzz of an electric razor. His hands were never still.

If the barber’s hand was a bit too firm in holding his head still, he would let out a high-pitch shrill that could make you deaf. By that time, he would be unsettled and bad tempered, sliding off the high chair before an upset barber. Then he would roll on the floor, which was littered with snipped hair, much of which would get into his mouth, eyes and ears, or get stuck on his body. He would start scratching his face and eyes, trying to remove the hair. I always carried sanitised wet tissues, but they came in handy only up to a point. I would pay the barber his fees even though the haircut was incomplete, put Omar in the car and drive home. On a bad day, I may even get bitten, punched or kicked by Omar before managing to get him out of the barber’s and into the car. When we reached home, he would have to be quickly bathed to get those strands of hair off him.

Omar has such a thick and silky head of hair. I have gone through a few pairs of scissors, always looking for the perfect pair so I would not of cut my fingers. Quite a few times have I had my fingers nicked. I can certainly identify with Edward in the movie Edward Scissorhands, who was often plastered with band-aids. It wasn’t until I was at my hairdresser Annita’s that I found the solution. As usual Annita would ask how I was. As she lathered shampoo on me, I could feel the stress evaporating and I would tell her about Omar. She suggested that I brought Omar to her. After all, she was an experienced and skilled hairstylist. Her salon was also unisex. I brought Omar to her the very next day and witnessed her work her magic. It was not just about skill. It was the way she managed Omar. She was calm and spoke in a very soothing way. If Omar was skittish and nervous, she would calm him down. I could not remember what she said, but I did remember feeling calm. It was as though she had all the time in the world for Omar. No rush. No pressure. Before I knew it, she was done — in about half an hour, and Omar would be having a beautiful haircut. No tears, no spitting or biting, and certainly no rolling on the floor. I had tears in my eyes, so heartfelt was my appreciation and gratitude. Omar looked good and was not traumatised. From then on, we went to Annita’s for years, even though she changed her business location.

When Omar began going to the centre for special children, a group of hairdressers used to drop by to cut all the students’ hair for free every alternate month. They had wanted to do charity work and this was the way they best knew. The parents and the committee members were grateful. We looked forward to the hairdressers’ visits, and many of the children enjoyed taking part. These stood as among the simple acts of kindness that may not even occur to most of us. The children always looked good with these professional hairstyles, and for their parents, it was one task less.

Omar now gets his haircut from Mei Ling at her home salon. When Omar is unwell, Mei Ling will make house calls. And it is not just the service. Mei Ling also has a special rapport with Omar. She is calm but chatty and knows how to manage Omar. Once or twice she was caught off-guard and cut her fingers, like when Omar moved suddenly to scratch the itch on his nose. We also discovered the effectiveness of putting on a thin raincoat on Omar instead of the light plastic sheet. It has not been easy, but there is much laughter when we recall the episodes. A bad hair day is sometimes just that, bad hair. We learn through trial and error. A small but kind gesture can lighten a person’s life for quite a while."

Credit to Juneita Johari in NST, 15th Jan 2011.

I'm not sure if I can be one of those mothers. I admire them! Seriously!

p/s: thinking about getting a hair cut suddenly!

Renung2kan dan selamat beramal

Hi...

Baru je balik dari hometownku yg terchenta, owh Alor Star maju 2010, tapi same je, takde la maju2 pun. Aku mls nengok gambor2 bebudak2 ni, hampeh tol, mentang2 aku balik, tangkap gambor bebanyak, tak ingat dunia. Jeles! Huh!

Sebenarnya mood Mr. Happy dah abis, bukan la dah tak suke, suke lagi cuma dah penat citer pasal die. Sebenarnya ari ni aku nk citer pasal benda2 ilmiah cket. Maulidur Rasul dah tak lama, jadi waktu2 camni patutnya buat kita, aku la especially, untuk ingat balik nabi junjungan kita, Nabi Muhammad s.a.w~

Balik umah, cam besa la, tv tu la peneman setia aku. Aku ni bkn la jenis orang yang suka sgt dengar ceramah agama..hehe...besa la kn. Tapi kalo penceramah best, best la. Tapi aritu aku tgk Halaqah, citer pasal Solat Dari Hati. Ha....memang tajuk yang sangat2 la sesuai utk orang2 macam aku ni.

Antara yang dibincangkan ialah, kita ni sebagai manusia, berapa ramai yang overhaul solat? Jujur jawapan aku, aku tak. Solat pakai ilmu belajar time sekolah rendah dulu. Ye, aku termasuk dalam orang yg macam ni dan aku tau ramai orang yang macam ni. Patut la perangai still mcm hantu walaupun solat.

Alim ulama kata, kalo nak bersembang dengan Allah, solat. Kita paling rapat dengan Yang Maha Agung waktu kita sujud. Sujud siapa yang sempurna? Sujud aku? Sujud korang? Jawapan aku, sedangkan dalam sujud pun boleh teringat benda2 dunia, macam mana nak bersembang dengan Allah?

Susah. Memang susah untuk dapat solat yang betul2 diterima. Tapi takde yang mustahil. Selagi ilmu dicari untuk memperbaiki diri, semua tu boleh dilakukan. Bayangkan orang yang akan kena hukum gantung. Dia akan dibagi peluang untuk solat subuh terakhir pagi tu. Aku tak rasa dalam solat dia yang terakhir ada unsur2 duniawi dalam diri dia. Satu2nya yang ada dalam hati, fikiran dan minda dia waktu tu ialah Allah s.w.t. 

Kita pulak yang tak kena hukum gantung takkan nak kena tunggu hukum gantung baru boleh mcm tu? Kita solat sebagai tanda taat seorang hamba akan tuhannya. Solat pun dibuat main2, buat sekadar terpaksa, takut orang mengata tapi tak takut dengan tuhan?? Ya Allah, ampunkanlah hambaMu ini dan ampunkanlah seluruh umat2 saudaraku. 

Siapa dapat jamin kita akan solat subuh pagi esok? Aku tak. Jadi ingatla wahai sekalian manusia, aku bukan nak mengajar, tunjuk baik, sekadar berkongsi ilmu, pendapat yang aku rasa mendatangkan manfaat pada semua. Semoga kita menjadi umat yang diterima solatnya. 

Tetiba terasa rindu aku pada Rasulullah s.a.w. Dulu time sekolah2 selalu la kena menyanyi nasyid lagu Rasulullah. Hehe. Pelik kan macam mana terasa dekatnya Rasulullah s.a.w dengan umat dia yang tak pernah langsung menatap atau meet in person. Terasa kasihnya seorang nabi kepada umatnya sedangkan waktu saat kematiannya, bnda yang paling dirisaukan ialah umatnya. 

Ya Allah, betapa beruntungnya aku dilahirkan sebagai umat Nabi Muhammad s.a.w yang terulung. Kau berikanlah rahmatMu dan kemuliaanMu yang tertinggi untuk rasul junjungan, kekasihMu Ya Allah. Semoga kami umat2 Rasulullah s.a.w akan bertemu denganNya di akhirat kelak. Amin Ya Rabbal Alamin.

::....Islam, Ad-Deen....the way of life....::

Actually aku sndiri xtau mcm mna tetiba aku trgerak hati nk cri video pasal Islam kat youtube, mybe terasa juz nk tgk pe yg ada, I noe there will be like thousands of comments bout Islam, from ppl who dun believe in it.....harsh comments I would say but who can blame them??? Even a Muslim like me have a very shallow understanding bout my own religion. But this one video really wake my sense up, it's fun to watch...bout an Aussie who turns to Islam and he told bout his experience and it makes me cry suddenly....



Aku tulis bnda ni bkn nk jdi pendakwah pun, bkn nk tunjuk baik or anything, I'm not good enough to be one, it's juz dat I wanna share my own thoughts, revising myself....I believe in God, Allah...my Almighty creator, the most Merciful of all but aku tau aku xbuat pe yg sbnrnya ajaran Islam, I called myself a Muslim but I even hardly pray 5 times a day, the pillars in Islam, basics yg even budak 7 tahun tau buat. Something simple yet been ignored by me. nak wat bnda lain??

Lagi la ssh kot, nak stay pkai tudung pun lambat, asyik nk free hair je. Juz saying syahadah is not enough...mslhnya kdg2 manusia mcm kita yg celik mata je mmg dh Islam ni xprnah nk cri apa sbnrnya Islam ni, yg tau...mak suruh bca g ngaji, bca ayat2 arab, dh khatam sudah la, xbukak dh Quran tu lepas dh khatam. It becomes routine rather than a must, tu mslhnya sbnrnya.

Xpyh cri jauh2, look at myself pun aku dh tau...I think I'm much better wktu aku kecik2 dlu, aku igt lg, sakit2 pun aku solat gak tp bila makin besar, solat ke mana, apa ke mana. Aku share bnda ni dlm blog so that sapa yg baca boleh sma2 igtkn diri masing2, bukan aku nk bukak pekung di dada tp kalau ini pengalaman yg aku nk share supaya aku xlupa. Jadi Islam xckup kalau takat dlm IC, kalau takat mak bapak Islam, bin dan binti Islam tp penghayatan yg kdg2 rmai yg terlupa. Aku xslhkan sesiapa pun, bkn salah mak ayah aku, diorang dh ajar aku agama bg ckup tp bila makin besar, makin degil. Bila trpikir pasal ajal, ngeri la jgk. Yelah, aku tau azab dlm kubur, azab akhirat lg la xtrbayang tp kdg2 takut tu kejap je. Sbb kita xrasa lg mcm mna, jd cepat lupa diri.

Org yg lahir sbg bukan Islam, boleh pulak lebih tau pasal Islam dr org mcm aku ni yg "Islam borne". Aku kagum ngan org yg btol2 leh ikut ajaran Islam, applied in daily life routine. Petunjuk xdtng kalo x dicari, bila difikirkan blk...org yg bkn Islam yg msuk Islam ni, diorang bkn masuk Islam overnight. Ade yg kaji Islam ni smpai bertahun2 bru masuk Islam. Mcm tu pya effort diorang dlm memahami Islam compare dgn...xyah ckp org lain la, aku sndiri pun dh ckup.

Keagungan Al-Quran dh dibuktikan oleh rmai cerdik pandai and mostly diorang ni bkn cerdik pandai Islam pun tp diorang percaya Al-Quran ni mmg bukan sebarangan kitab, rahsia yg ada dlm Al-Quran adalah sesuatu yg xmungkin dpt dikarang oleh manusia tp mmg sebenarnya ayat2 suci yg diturunkn oleh yang Maha Berkuasa, Tuhan sekalian alam, Allah s.w.t. Allahuakbar...agungnya agama suci ni, dan aku bersyukur sesungguhnya aku dilahirkn sebagai Muslim sbb aku rasa kalau aku bkn dilahirkn sbg Muslim, mungkin aku xkn pernah kenal jalan kebenaran yg mmg mnjanjikan kebahagiaan dunia dan akhirat sbb bukan semua manusia dpt petunjuk dan hidayah dr Allah s.w.t. Sesungguhnya teramat la beruntung manusia yg dpt hidayahNya dan yg kembali ke pangkal jalan.

Adakah aku akan mnjadi sebahagian dr kebahagiaan tu?? InsyaAllah sesungguhnya aku percaya semua org ada peluang utk berubah dan Allah Maha Pengampun dan pintu taubatNya tak pernah trtutup utk hamba2nya yg ingin kembali. Mungkin susah utk berubah sepenuhnya dlm sekelip mata tp aku cuba berubah mnjadi yg lebih baik, sikit demi sikit.

Sempena bulan baik ni, aku berusaha sikit demi sikit utk mnjadi hambaNya yg lebih baik. Semoga ini jadi peringatan buat diriku dan jugak semua umat manusia. Semoga kita terus diberkati oleh Allah s.w.t, Tuhan Sekalian Alam. Sesungguhnya tiada Tuhan yang disembah melainkan Allah dan Nabi Muhammad s.a.w pesuruh Allah.

Ya Allah, Ya tuhanku.....Tuhan Maha Agung, Tuhan Sekalian Alam....dariMu aku datang dan kepadaMu aku kembali, sesungguhnya jgn Kau biarkan aku terus berada di dalam kesesatan, sesungguhnya azabMu yg Kau janjikan utk hamba2Mu yg mungkar teramatlah pedih dan seksa. Aku tau aku xlayak utk syurgaMu tapi aku juga xsanggup ke nerakaMu Ya Allah.

Ya Allah Ya Tuhanku, Kau berikanlah petunjukMu kepadaku supaya aku kembali ke jalanmu. Kau berkatilah kedua ibu bapaku, berikan lah petunjuk kepada mereka serta peliharalah mereka sebagaimana mereka memeliharaku sewaktu aku kecil. Kau lindungi dan berkatilah keluargaku, sahabat2ku serta semua saudaraku muslimin dan muslimat. Semoga kami mnjadi dikalangan hambaMu yang taat dan soleh.....Amin Ya Rabbal 'Alamin....

::....welcome back RAMADHAN....::

bulan mulia....ramadhan, dh tiba lg...dptkh kehadirannya kali ni mngubah diriku???? aku sndiri pun xtau sbnrny....doa aku semestinya agar Allah memberkati diri, mnguatkan imanku yg aku sndiri tau teramat la rapuh, beri petunjuk agar aku xtrus sesat dlm dunia sementara ni. Aku mngharapkn yg terbaik utk keluarga aku...mak ayah, adik2...kadang2 trfikir jgk, kenapa dlm bulan yg mulia ni, yg aku rasa semua org dh tau kelebihan dan keagungannya...ada jgk manusia yg xbleh mngubah diri sndiri mnjadi lebih baik, xboleh mnghayati erti sebenar ramadhan, sedangkan semua syaitan yg selama ini mnyesatkn manusia telah dirantai dan dikurung. Jawapannya ada dlm diri sndiri....11bulan sebelum tibanya ramadhan, syaitan2 ni dh brjaya melatih diri kita utk trus melakukan kejahatan dan yg plg teruk, kita xsedar pun pe yg kita buat. Aku xberniat mngata sesiapa tp ini untuk muhasabah diri aku sndiri....Allah lebih mngerti siapa aku sbnrnya dan kadang2 akutersa hinanya diri sbb xprnah benar2 bertaubat ke jalannya dan insaf sedangkn aku sedar ajal maut bleh datang tiba2...jd aku mngharapkan ramadhan kali ini dpt mngubah diriku, menginsafkn aku.

Moga Allah menerima taubatku dan membuka pintu taubatnya seluas2 utk diriku yg hina ini....sesungguhnya aku sedar akan azab dan seksaannya yg menanti hamba2nya seperti diriku......Ya Allah, ya tuhanku...kau temukn aku dengan Ramadhan kali ini, aku memohon keampunan dari mu dan berikanlah petunjuk dan hidayahmu kepadaku serta kau bukakanlah pintu taubatmu utk hambamu ini walau aku tahu betapa diriku ini tidak layak akan keampunanmu tp ku sedar tanpaMu, ya tuhanku....xmungkin aku brtemu dengan Ramadhan ini...Amin....