..KERIS 2008 in Memory..

Well... I had promised to write something on the previous weekend camp that i joined. So.. here are some of the jewels and sweet memories of the school, and the nice 'adik-adik' i met there..

the nice adik2 in my LDK group

Frankly speaking.. I was not really prepared to be a facilitator of the camp, for at first i thought that there was already enough facilitators on board. Then a day before the camp... (26th June) I got a call from a friend, asking me to help out as there was not enough facilitators to handle the students for the next day. So I agreed, for I had been facilitators for camps before. Yet, what dawned me afterwords was: no...this is going to be different. Very different from what I used to facilitate. For normally, I would facilitate camps held just for a group of teenagers who are all my parents' friends' children. This time, it would be different. To almost a hundred secondary school students from various backgrounds, in their school which i have never been to before. And admittedly, I was feeling a bit scared.

I went to the school..and discovered that the camp was quite different from what i thought it would be. I gained a lot from the camp itself, especially valuable lessons on how to approach other teenagers from different background, stand and viewpoints from that of our own.

I'll continue on with the brief summary of the camp tomorrow, insyaAllah..

Hoping to Obtain...

Missing Thoughts

Browsing thru my old friendster blog, i discovered several interesting poems. So I'm reposting them here...

In the quietness of my thoughts
I reached out
and found nothing.
Patient tears flowed upon an endless crevice
burning the current's path into a deeper emotion-
Visions of material success, possessions and fame
built empty dreams upon weak ideals.
In a self-created world, my self-created world, I was surrounded
by frustration, denial and an image of who I'd become.

Recollection of parties,
of school
of life
of awards
of moments that were drawn up to reflect "living" and "achievement"
-drawn by a girl who thought she was the artist-
Are nothing more than pieces that remain dead to the conscience of my heart.

Memories of times when I thought I should be happy
I stood shuddering in shameful loneliness
letting the bitter wind of reality consume me
and yet I don't know why. . .
Feelings I see in my patchwork of faded existence seem to reveal that
Something was missing,
Is still missing
Was always missing.

I quiet myself further and try and find out why the tears
burn with shame and the Noor has disappeared from my face.
Perhaps it was never there
Perhaps I never let it into my heart
Perhaps I thought I was strong enough on my own.

"Oh Allah (swt) please forgive me,
I need You, I need Your guidance, Your forgiveness,
Your mercy. I am nothing when I fail to remember You,
I am nothing without You
. . . I am nothing at all"

taken from: www.soundvision.com

Blog Dedicated to Palastine

Salam'alaikum to all...

Haven't posted anything here for a few days. Been busy helping out at a school nearby for a recent camp they held. I'll post something on the camp soon insyaAllah, today or perhaps latest by tomorrow.

But anyway, here is something I found while blog-hopping. A blog dedicated to writing out what is happening at Palestine now. I find the articles very moving, and views very insightful. So I hope all of you will gain benefit from it too.

the site: http://afreediary.blogspot.com/

5 Things to Reflect Upon

O! You Muslims who are...

Desirous to drive large, shiny cars,
REMEMBER: You will be driven one day as a horizontal passenger.

Wild and crazy over expensive clothes,
REMEMBER: You will end up in just a 'KAFN.'

Recklessly sacrificing everything to construct beautiful homes and palatial mansions,
REMEMBER: the graveyard 'PIT' - one's real home.

Greedily devouring tasty dishes and all types of extravagant delicacies,
REMEMBER: one day YOU will be the meal for ants, worms and other insects.

Aspiring for fame, fortune, and bright lights.
REMEMBER: the awaiting darkness and loneliness in the grave.


Source: 'DEATH' by Husainiyah publication Estcourt
took it from: http://spaces.muxlim.com/Tika_Itu/blog/29850/5-things-to-reflect-upon

Ukhuwah is Sweet >> Spending Time Together is So Fun

Yesterday was fun!!Alhamdulillah....Jazakillah to all the makcik2 who made the outing happen. and also..thanks to them for the previous discussion session, of course.. it was a gem.. a very precious gem of the week... a week's provision for my imaan. insyaAllah, if time allows it, i will share those gems here. The works of translation and typing must be done first though.... really got to be closer to the friends in Johor. if previously we only met mostly at formal sessions, this time it is a bit different, which is nice. And u guys sure are good at playing those games..

the archery session... that was super fun. we went laughing all the way. and took a lot of pics. hope the person with the camera can send some pics to me. Though... undoubtedly my left hand is still sore from pulling the bow. Archery made me wonder... how did the sahabahs did it during the war? How did they untiringly shot arrows upon arrows, whereas i am absolutely tired by the tenth arrow i shot. and how did they manage to shoot fast moving targets as well... I did not manage to even shoot well the target circle (is that the name for it? hehehe..). I think I was enjoying myself a lot, and alhamdulillah, i even get a free game from the guy taking care of the counter. (^_^)

Bowling time was also nice. Though i was a bit sad because not all of us get to go. One car went back earlier. But the game was fun. Though yesterday i didn't really play well, but hey.. i don't mind much. Because being there with them all is fun enough.

Thank you..to the people who made the outing possible. And thanks to those who let us 'tumpang' their cars to the mall. and thank you.. to all of you who came. and thank you, Allah... You let me meet up with those great people, and allowed me to be there with them.

To those of you entering university after this, i'll be missing you guys..

>>Ukhuwah is beautiful... if we can meet and part in the cause of Allah<<

take good care of your imaan wherever you are. Remember the jewels we had gained yesterday, and all those we gained previously. Use them well... and search for more where you are. May we still be in this path towards Him wherever we are, and remain in this path, till we meet Him, out Owner and Creator.

Uhibbukum fiLlah wa liLlah..abadan abada!!

Who wants to Be Bankrupt??? Not me!!

Muslim narrated from Abu Hurayrah (May Allah be pleased with him)that,

the Messenger of Allah (Peace be upon him), said:
"Do you know who is the one who is bankrupt?"

They said, 'The bankrupt is the one who has no money and no possessions.'

He (Peace be upon him) said,
"Among my Ummah, the one who is bankrupt is the one who will come on the Day of Resurrection with prayer and fasting and Zakah (to his credit), but he will come having insulted this one, slandered that one, consumed the wealth of this one and shed the blood of that one, and beaten that one. So they will all be given some of his hasanaat, and when his hasanaat run out, before judgment is passed, some of their sins will be taken and cast onto him, then he will be cast into the Fire."

(Muslim: , Hadith no. 2581)