Friday, November 26, 2010

Trials and Tribulations





 

Troubles come and go. Sometimes it piles up, one on top of the other. At times, it feels like one cannot take it anymore. Sometimes, one just lets everything go. Shut down. Hibernate. Call it whatever you want. This is what happens, I guess.


 

But Allah is always there. Waiting for us to get back to him. Patiently, He waits. With gentle reminders, time and time again. "Get back on track." He whispers. A sudden, unexpected question from a friend. A timely sharing of article from another. A sudden drive to do what was obviously wrong, which works as though someone had just dumped a bucket of cold water on your face (the simile is weird, but yeah, that's how it seems).


 

All along, a flashing red light keeps sending warning signals inside my head. One that would have been noticed easily, had this girl been alright in the first place. Yet she keeps suppressing them, covering her eyes from the reality. "Ignore them. You're facing too much already as it is."


 

Yeah, that was the case, till a few days ago. Hence the hiatus. From blogging, from being the old me.


 

I snapped out of it, Alhamdulillah, with Allah's help. He pulled me through. Though everything is not completely over, it is indeed a much needed start. Have had a lot of damage control that needs to be done, though. A heart in need of repair. Thoughts to sort out, priorities to be set. And a multitude of repentance to Him, for time wasted, for neglecting to turn to Him in healing my wound.




 

But Alhamdulillah. Thank You Allah. For giving me the opportunity to go to the meet in that house up the hill. Where they had, unintentionally, reminded me, again and again, of my little heart that had been neglected. Thank You, Allah. For sending my old pal to hear me out. To tell me everything will be fine. Even though she had to lend her ears at midnight, when everyone else was asleep. When she had to wake up extremely early the next day. Most of all… thank You, Allah. For showing me the way, guiding me, puling me back, again and again, to the right way, when I stumble and fall.


 

Trials and tribulations come and go. Hopefully, the next time they come, I won't break down like I had this time. Hopefully, the next time they come, I turn to Him first, instead of wasting a whole lot of time dealing with them with my emotions. Next time, hopefully, I checked my connections with Allah in my heart first, before dealing with it any other way. 


Need to check my heart... how is its connections with Allah??




Next time anything comes up, I hope, I can remember this verse:

"Or do you think that you shall enter the Garden (of Bliss) without such (trials) as came to those who passed away before you? They encountered suffering and adversity and were so shaken in spirit that even the Messenger and those of faith who were with him cried: "When (will come) the help of Allah?" Ah! verily the help of Allah is (always) near." (al-Baqarah: 214)
Yeah, life in this world is full of tests. Otherwise, how will we be able to gain Jannah?



Allah knows what's best for us. Always.  And He knows, what is going on with our life.  More than we do, actually.

 
This time round, Allah had shown me, again and again, that He is most Merciful. Apparently I forgot that, too… (yeah, it is so easy to say them. But when it boils down to the need to understand them in my heart, I forget, sometimes.)
"Say: "O my Servants who have transgressed against their souls! Despair not of the Mercy of Allah: for Allah forgives all sins: for He is Oft-Forgiving, Most Merciful." (az-Zumar: 53)

 

Sharing this for anyone who is going through the same thing. May Allah guide us, and help us all remain in the right path, no matter what comes our way. Writing this down, so that I can be reminded again in the future, too. If there comes a time when the going gets rough. And sharing this, so that each of us are reminded. That we have an important duty as a friend: to help our friends out when they face with difficulties. No, not in terms of money, but even lending an ear to listen to their woes helps a lot. If you are far away, or when you are nearby, send them a prayer once a while. It makes a whole lot of difference to a person. Indeed.




  

May Allah guide us all. For without His guidance, we are nothing, nothing at all…



I might be talking in a riddle, today. But I hope the message got through, anyway.

May Allah bless.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

~ English: Pronunciation Test and some... ~

Assalamualaikum everyone...


First of all... forgive me for leaving this blog in a hiatus for so long.. will try and update some stuff soon, insyaALlah.  I'm currently writing up an article, so it will be posted soon, insyaAllah.  


Meanwhile, to all Muslim friends, blog readers and followers, here's something for you:






and here's something a senior of mine posted on facebook the other day, which I found to be very interesting. An English pronunciation test, which was first found on a British newspaper (no credits goes to me, evidently! I'm just sharing it with you..)




I take it you already know
Of tough and bough, and cough and dough?
Some may stumble, but not you,
On hiccoughthoroughslough and through?
So now you are ready, perhaps,
To learn a less familiar traps?
Beware of heard, a dreadful word
That looks like beard and sounds like bird.
And dead, it's said like bed not bead;
For goodness' sake, don't call it deed!
Watch out for meat and great and threat.
(They rhyme with suite and straight and debt.)
moth is not a moth in mother, 
Nor both in botherbroth  in brother.


Can you pronounce the bold-ed words correctly?
If so, hurrah for you!
If not, check the dictionary for further explanation.
Haha, enjoy.!


Hope you enjoyed that. I had. ^^
May Allah bless

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Count Your Blessings!



I did not go to my practical clinic session today.  I had a headache. Some sort of fever, and very runny nose.  It's been on and of for a while, around ten days, perhaps.  But some days are indeed worse than others.  Well, today seems like one of the bad days...

With my head pounding, it gets me thinking of the days.  The days when I am healthy and energetic.  Well, looking back, I feel bad.  Because I often forget to thank ALlah for the many days I am well.  I did not utilize the time He gave me being healthy, to its maximum.  Caught guilty, indeed.

In a way, although being sick is not nice, it serves as a sharp reminder.  A reminder to utilize time to the fullest.  A reminder, to count your blessings, and really thank The Most Gracious for them.  A reminder, that we are indeed so fragile, and so weak, that we do really need Allah at every step of the way.

I'm reminded of a hadeeth (not the exact translation):
 Remember five before five: the times you are healthy, before you are sick.  The times you are young, before old.  When you are rich, before you are poor. The times you are free, before you are busy. And life, before your death.
 I actually have a lot to do...just to reflect for a while.   Hoping for your du'as.

Going back to my piles of assignments and study (exam is coming up!).

May Allah bless.  Assalamualaikum...

Thursday, October 7, 2010

Jamuan Raya... Do forgive me!

Assalamualaikum....

I didn't go. so sorry to let you guys down. I know, it is indeed the last year we'll enjoy Hari Raya together as students, hence the last jamuan Raya as a class, too. But can't go. Because to me it didn't seem right.


Lasting memories..
Thanks a lot everyone!
Love u all, for HIS sake...

Yeah, it does not seem right.  To my principles, at least.  Of what I understand of how Allah allows me to deal with different genders.  Yes, I know, my views might be rigid.  Yet this is what I hold on to, since I was in school.  What I try to uphold, despite failing to do so, many times these years in university.  

What is it that I try to hold on to?  That Allah s.w.t.'s words "do not come near zina" entails me to limit my communication with the opposite gender.  No, not that I cannot be friends with men, but I try to deal with men, when required.  This does not mean that I don't care what happens to my classmates of the different gender. I do care.  But it means limiting unnecessary talks, discussions, and laughter.  This is how I understand, from my teachers and parents, since form 3.  This, is where I learn and draw my own guideline to my social rules.

As I said, I failed so many times already.  No one else's fault but mine, of course.   The chatterbox who enjoys chatting to people, and laugh quite often, too.  Yet I tried my hardest to stay true to this principle.  Truth be told, each time I realized I went way overboard (in my own view) I was sad.  Really sad.

Thus I decide not to come.  Not because I care not.  Not because of the many loads of assignments (oh, I know, you have as much as I do, if not more!).  I love all of you, a lot.  I wish to spend time with you guys too, share and build up memories of the times we have together as classmates.  But to me the Jamuan is against my principles, and I believe that Allah does not allow me to be part of it.   I have so many faults, that I dare not pile them up, and get Allah angry. 

Forgive me!  and I love you all, and I pray, that Allah will give all of us, you and me, happiness and blessings, here and in the next life.  

Let us try our fullest to live the way he wants, and love HIM, above all else.

May ALlah bless!






Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Remember Them??

 Reminded. About them again.  I had wanted to do so much, but sometimes time just keep flying by. So now I managed to wirte something, alhamdulillah... for me to remind MYSELF, first of all, and also for you.  For us to ACT, not just talk.  As a brother once said... let's walk the talk. Yes, as you have seen from the picture below, let us remember them. The Palestinians, and the siege imposed on them.



On Gaza crisis:
"it's far beyond humanitarian. It's much more serious. You can address a humanitarian crisis with medicines and food; this is far more serious. It's a crisis of the economy first of all -- people are very poor. It's a crisis of the institutions and it's a crisis of the infrastructure. This requires years to fix." - Filippo Grandi, commissioner-general of the UN agency for Palestine refugees (UNRWA)


Don't forget them.  Not now, when we are happy celebrating Eid (still).  Not when we are blessed with happiness.  Neither when we are busy with our day-to-day activities of classes or work.  Nor when we are faced with difficulty and challenges.  For in reality, they are suffering more. So much more.  Do your part!


1. Boycott!!
- movies (Hollywood ones, esoecially)
- Fast food chains (there are listed elsewhere)
- Bags, clothes, accessories
- Food and other stuff associated with Zionists




2. Pray!! (Du'aa) 
Pray for these innocent kids... who face difficulty every day, 
studying with the lack of papers... of books.  
Pray for the toddlers who are forced to stay thirsty due to the lack of clean water
Pray for the babies, who lost their fathers and mothers in bombings and prisons



Pray for them, the Palestinians.  
That they may be freed from the open prison of endless walls
They are human beings too, with dreams, families, love, and a hope for peace
Most importantly, they are our brothers and sisters.

Pray for the safety of the third Masjid, Masjidil Aqsa
To be safe from the hands of Zionists
To be sturdy through the deceit and lies
The bombs, and tunnels they plan.




3. Spread the words. 
The fight against Zionists, and the cruelty faced by Palestinians which is blatantly, inhumanely done.  Write. Tell your friends. Organize campaigns in your area.  

4. DONATE! what you can. 
Use the money you usually spend elsewhere (for Starbuck coffee or the movies, perhaps?) and donate to humanitarian aid fighting to end the Palestinian siege.  You can donate to:  

Lifeline 4 Gaza: Second Freedom Flotilla

Account name : “TABUNG PALESTIN HALUAN”
Account number : 5644 9020 8528
Bank : Maybank Berhad



Read more on the upcoming mission on: 



Monday, September 13, 2010

Eid Mubarak Everyone!!


To the followers and blog readers...
Eid Mubarak! (sorry for the late wish)

and forgive me for the lateness in updates, and any other mistakes I made.
btw... feel free to comment so that I can improve my writing.

may Allah bless you all....

~humayra_solehah~

Sunday, September 5, 2010

Favorite Hadeeth

In the name of Allah, Most Gracious, Most Merciful

Tonight is already 27th Ramadhan.  How time zoom past, so very fast.  Tonight is another night.. another night to at, date with The Creator. To search for the special night that is better than 1000 months, lailatul qadr.  not only that, but also to utilize the last few days of Ramadhan to its maximum, and attempt to gain its full benefit.  





Today I would just like to share a lovely hadeeth, regarding our relationship to ALlah.  Indeed, it is one of my favorite hadeeth, for it shows how much Allah, our Creator, Benefactor and Sustainer loves us, even though we had done so many mistakes.  He loves us, and is willing to be close to us, if only we attempt at getting close to Him. 

Hadeeth Qudsi: 
 I treat my servant as he hopes that I would treat him.  I am with him whenever he remembers Me.  If he remembers Me in his heart, I remember him in My 'heart'; if he remembers Me in a gathering, I remember him in a gathering far greater than that gathering; if he draws near Me a hand's span, I draw near to him an arm's length; if he draws near Me an arm's length, I draw near to him a fanthom's length; and if he comes to Me walking, I go to him running.
(Bukhari, Muslim)

a superb hadeeth, isn't it.  So why hesitate?  why is it so hard to take the first step towards gaining Allah's love?  InsyaAllah, He will be there for you, if only you make ready a place for Him in your heart.  The highest, most important spot in your heart.  




Let us all attempt, seriously try to ensure, that that top, priority spot in our heart, belongs to Him. So that we love Him, more than all else.  Yes, only He deserves it, no one else does.

Try aiming for that, especially for the few days left of Ramadhan. Let's be true servants, loving Him, above all else.

May Allah bless.