AlQur'an 034.039 - .....nothing do ye spend in the least (in His cause) but He replaces it: for He is the Best of those who grant Sustenance. Al-Quran 049.012: O you who believe! avoid most of suspicion, for surely suspicion in some cases is a sin, and do not spy nor let some of you backbite others. Does one of you like to eat the flesh of his dead brother? But you abhor it; and be careful of (your duty to) Allah, surely Allah is Oft-returning (to mercy), Merciful.
Friday, March 25, 2011
10 wills and 10 principles of Hassan Al-Banna
Sunday, March 20, 2011
A no-no with children
I was exchanging banters with my folks (my elder sister, my wife, my niece, my daughter and my mother) in Seberang Baroh when my sister recalled that our mother told her when we were small that she found my sister in Kampuong Batu Hampar whereas your truly was found in Kampung Bukit Titi. Both kampung are in close vicinity of kampung Manir, Kuala Terengganu. The story was confirmed by our mother.. She recalled saying those things when she cannot cope with our antics.. ” buas and barrok” (Trengganu-speaks for wild and naughty ).
My sister always (until she was 11 years old, at least) thought that she was an adopted daughter and yours truly was, however, too young and insensitive to be bothered by that “found in Bukit Titi” story.
Then my niece recounted a story that yours truly always told her that she (daughter of my elder sister) is engaged to yours truly, she was 10 years old then. The niece, now, a happily married lady, told us that she hated me whenever I visit her mother.. she would be wide awake at night.. asking herself whether she have to be married even though she was only 10 years old.. she did not dare to ask her mother .. this goes on for quite some time until an ustazah (a lady religious teacher) told her that her uncle cannot marry her ..
bread vendor by scalerman from trekearth
Then she relates a story that her mother told her that her elder sister was given to the family by a Chinese friend when she was young baby.. the reason for the sister’s fair skin.. and that she herself was given away to the family by an Indian bread seller.. the reason for her dark skin. The niece went on and told us that she always told her friends at school that she and her sister were actually adopted children.
My better half recounted her story about her niece being told that she was given to the family by an Indian handyman when she was quite small. Later she was told that a particular Indian man who came to the kampong as her father.. The niece would always be on the lookout for that particular Indian man and when he was around she would approach him with her smile.. looking kindly at him without as much as saying a word.
Then, out of the blue, my sister talked about a day when my mother was bantering with my niece about “the so-called Indian parent”. Sometimes later, an old Indian man was seen in close vicinity .
My niece said “Here come your husband, grandma...”
“Ah there goes you grandpa” my mother quipped almost instantly..
Here is to hoping that we are given the courage and guidance not to repeat others mistakes.
Have a good day.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Talking ..it
I thought I felt very generous today.. I feel like I will share two stories with my readers.. however, weird the title may be..

Tok Kenali (seated extreme left) with Pendeta Za'aba- from Google
A well known Malay Ulama, Tok Kenali (1868-1933) has built “pondok school” (aptly named Pondok Kenali in Kampung Kenali) to teach religious subjects in close vicinity of his house in Kubang Kerian. As he has stayed in Mecca, the Muslim Holy Land for some 20 years to diligently study various branch of religion.. It was not long, that students as far as Johor, Perlis, Kedah,Patani, Indonesia and Cambodia came to learn from him. (for more detail you can read from http://traditionalislamblog.wordpress.com/2008/11/17/tok-kenali-his-life-and-contributions/)
His offspring also followed his lessons but being children, they tend to let loose their curiosity and playfulness, at some unappropriate time.
That does not escaped the watchful eyes of their mother who at one time told Tok Kenali..
“Abe.. ore dari pucok Kedoh nun maghi ngajji di pondok kito.. anok anok kito tu dok kube dale baroh”
“Dear Hubby.. People come from as far as Kedah to learn at our Pondok.. our sons are whiling away their time in a small pool of water (buffalo water hole)” Translation.
“Mung ni mek mace mace lah. Acu mung tengok tahi kambing bulat bulat tu.. mung getel ko sapo getel?”
“Darling wife.. you are so..so.. lah. Have a look at goat’s excretion.. they are in round pellets form.. was it you who fashioned it to be round or was it someone else?” Translation.
The other story is from a friend's e-mail that come with a title "A Little Girl on a Plane"..
but googling the title.
It seem that it has been told several times over ..
with the latest modification poking at Umno's MP..
some filthy modification I would say..
and I thought better of sharing it here..
(you can google the complete title should that interest you..) ..
hence this rather short post.
Have a good productive days ahead.