Living a Life...

Living in a dream or Living a dream? Which one are better? I wonder why I live in a pathetic life. In fact, I always thinking how to get rid the annoying things around me everyday... and it stop there... I have no other option but to endure it.

One day, I walk at beach side watching the horizon. "Subhanallah! How beautiful the sky in the dawn. How unlucky the people who are still in their bed, still swinging by their dream." Suddenly, an old man (maybe around 70's) came out from nowhere. Walking slowly, knocking the sands with his cane. He is blind as I can see the white cataracts in both of his eye. He stood still beside me as pretending to watch the horizon.

"Beautiful eh?" his voice broke the rigid air. "Excuse me?" I replied. "The sky in the dawn, aren't they looks beautiful?". "Uh, yeah!" I answered him. It makes me wonder, how come this blind-old man know the sky is beautiful? "Excuse me sir, how you got blind?" I've thrown my words subconsciously. "I'm sorry sir. I'm not supposed to ask you that. Pardon me."

He smiled, "Don't be sorry, it's okay. I'm born with it. It's congenital blind". Somehow I feel relieve and ashamed in the same time. "Then, how could you tell the sky is beautiful? You never seen it before!". He then smiled again. (I began to think he is a psycho).

"It has nothing to do with it, I've decided in my mind 'the sky is beautiful', it is called -mindset-." He then explained. "I can spend my lovely day enumerating all the difficulties I've to go through to get here. But why should I do so when I can use that time to get up everyday and give thanks to Allah for the other parts of my body are still working in order."

"Happiness is something I can choose it the advance. So, start your day with doing something 'lillahi ta'ala', with that your heart guaranteed to be peace and calm. This blind-old man's words are really hits me. My eyes has been blinded by the 'mirage' while the blind-old man can see the 'world' clearly. After that day, I never seen the blind-old man again. He just disappear to nowhere...

Moral : (Al-Quran, 22:46)

Tourist a Stranger?

Praise to Allah,

It has been 3 days since I went back to my hometown; which is located in south-Malaysia and I've saw lot of things have changes here. Last night, I went to a supermarket to buy a few clothes and I’m little surprise there is lot of foreigner especially from middle-east.

I had a short conversation with an Arabs on the other day. He is studying their PhD in UTM and living with his family. He even remember precisely how many of his friends are from Yemen, Saudi Arabia, Iran and else. Then he asked me whether we (Malaysians) accept their existence in here. I smiled. Why not? We glad to have tourists in our country. Besides, you bring lots of money to spend it in Malaysia which is indirectly increase economy of Malaysia.

Uh, oh, and if you’re worried we’ll not accept you just because a title “terrorist” as the media propaganda’s is called on you. Well, don’t be. Coz when you do, that’s will make I’m a terrorist too coz we are in the same boat (Muslims), aren’t we? Please don’t expected us to fooled by “Islamophobia”, coz this term is not thrown just on Arabs, but the Muslims altogether from each parts of the world.

In fact, we’re welcoming you to Malaysia same as we welcoming the other country (as long as we don’t broke the laws, we won’t be harm). I said so because I’m a foreign student in Indonesia and as a citizen of Malaysia. I’ve seen many things happened between these countries. It even caused by little things that caused by misunderstanding and getting incite by the media that can be resolve by meet eye on eye and discuss, neither by press conference nor demonstrations. Of course there is no such a perfect country nowadays. So, the better way is to realize this, give advice and forgive their mistakes.

We just anxious if our leaders take the bait and have a weak judgment, we’ve gone into a war! (may Allah protect us from such things!). The good news is, I’ve found in each country have a good resolution by their NGO’s and some from political party (which is seek the opportunities within the problems). With those effort, insya Allah we’ll rise from the ashes once again. Allahu Akbar!

For your information, since most of tourists like to stay in Kuala Lumpur, they can come to Johor Bahru sometimes coz it is located nearby Singapore. You can take a plane from Senai Airport to Kuala Lumpur if you’re from JB, or you can take one from Changi Airport if you’re from Singapore. I hope you have a pleasant stay in Malaysia while doing your PhD’s (even though it is not a “Visit Malaysia’s” campaign, but I guess it’s ok. lol)

p/s : I would like to write a little longer in the article of… nevermind!

Quote This : "zaman dah berubah, dunia dah maju"

Alhamdulillah,

Semalam secara rasminya aku menjejakkan kaki di LCCT pada jam 11:20 waktu tempatan, terlalu gembira sebab rasanya dah lama tak balik kampung. Tersenyum sorang2, makcik sebelah pandang aku dgn wajah hairan (gila ke apa budak nie?).

Sampai dalam terminal, amik bagasi ucap selamat pada member2 yg menuju ke pangkuan keluarga masing2. Aku? balik JB saing Suriya. Sampai Pudu, lapar plak. Nampak McDonald, Alhamdulillah ada restoran Syukron "weih, jom pekena mamak!" suriya pun setuju. Gerak, makan.

Aku makan sambil memandang ke luar kaca restoran, nampak gelagat manusia bagaikan robot menuju ke destinasi masing2 dgn muka tanpa ekspressi. Ada sorang pakcik sarat muatan terkial-kial cuba mengangkat barangnya ke atas bibir jalanraya, ditengah kota, di tengah keramaian. Masyarakat seolah-olah buta (atau buat2 buta?), yang ada hanya mata menjeling dan hanya melintas pantas dgn pasangan masing2, taknak amik peduli. Ianya diperlakukan seperti melihat aksi di panggung wayang. Muncul simpati... hanya simpati... dapatkah ia membantu pakcik itu? Akhirnya ia berjaya mengangkut barangnya ke tempat pejalan kaki tanpa sempat aku menghabiskan hidangan.

Suriya dan aku naik bas ke JB. Astaghfirullah, aku terlupa harini hari juma'at. Takpa, aku kan sedang bermusaffir, niat solat buat jama' takhir. Amoi sebelah nampak pelik, entah kenapa. Akhirnya penantian berakhir, semua penumpang lega. bukan sebab dah sampai ke destinasi terakhir tapi sebab bas singgah ke perhentian Yong Peng. Maka berduyun2 manusia yg turun sebab tak tahan nak ke tandas, ada yg nak makan. Aku pun lepaskan hajat gak (tandas, solat, makan).

Lepas tu dah bosan aku nak taip, korang pun mesti dah bosan nak baca lagi. Tapi apa kesimpulan yg aku leh buat utk hari tersebut adalah:

1) Malaysia, sebuah negara yg sedang sibuk membangun dari segi infrastruktur. Tapi ironinya, aku tak nampak kat bahagian mana "pembangunan modal insan" seperti yg pernah diuar-uarkan oleh pemimpin kita. Nampak beza dengan di Kota Padang, Indonesia. Infrastruktur memang tak lah maju sangat (cepat bosan), tapi masyarakatnya mudah senyum. (walaupun mgkn dibuat2, tapi at least mereka cuba utk tersenyum.)

2) Makanan kat Malaysia memang banyak pilihan. :)

3) Aku pulang hanya untuk mengambil motivasi yang hilang (ni cerita bosan)...

I'm On The Stage?

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...

Sebenarnya sejak naik ke tingkatan satu, baru aku sedar aku ada 'fright stage'. Hurmm... Tapi aku rasa bukan aku sorang je kot yang ada 'fright stage', mungkin semua orang ada 'fright stage' cuma kita tak tahu bagaimana cara nak mengawalnya. Ada orang yang semulajadi berani (especially those yang tak pernah rasa kena buli) dan ada yang terpaksa melatih diri berkali-kali baru dapat sedikit keberanian untuk berdepan di khalayak ramai... Tidak mengapa, yang penting adalah niat dan usaha kita serta buat yang terbaik... Let Allah do the rest!



Dari kiri : Firdaus, Shukri, Umar, Aku (kaku!). (rakaman 2007)

p/s : nasib baik ada kawan-kawan yang mengajar erti ketabahan baik yang diatas pentas ataupun disebalik tabir... May Allah bless you all!