Monday, September 5, 2011
Walk with him
I want to share a note that my friend posted on facebook. I think it's very meaningful and we should all take time to think about it.
Sometimes I see something on Facebook which reminds me of what I missed out. What my life would have been like had I said or done something else at some critical point in my history. How much happier I would be had I achieved what I have always wanted. And how my future might be different than what I can project now.
Then I realize that I cannot be any happier than what I am feeling right now. That it’s sufficient for me what God has provided for me. He knows what is best for me and that which I know not, lends me comfort and not fear.
So I shall walk this life with Him. So that when I come across a similar reminder down the road He has led me to, I can turn to Him and smile with an overwhelming sense of gratitude for always being taken care of.
Walk this life with Allah. You will never get lost.
Sunday, September 4, 2011
Dependence
Today I visited one of my aunts and we were talking about another aunt who has been through a lot in her life and there was one thing that my aunt said that struck at my heart:
She said that when Allah has chosen someone very special, He will put forth in front of this person obstacle after obstacle; taking away each and every one of the persons that he/she depends on such that the only one left to depend on is Him.
And it made me tear.
The aunt we're talking about is a cancer patient but beyond that, she has lost all three of her precious daughters -the first was taken at a young age, then the second is mentally ill and the third and the one whom she put all her hopes for passed away a few years back. That daughter was only 40 then.
It's a sad story and yet this aunt never shed a tear or blamed God or anyone for everything that has happened to her. She's cancer stricken and yet she cares for her mentally ill daughter and does her best to support them both as well as provide an anchor to her grandchildren (those from her late daughter).
A pious woman who truly deserves our prayers.
It just made me think - sometimes we think that God has forgotten us when He puts before us so much hardship... but what if He is truly thinking of us every step of the way; that's why He has carefully planned these obstacles so we will always seek Him in remembrance.
Wallahualambisawab
Sunday, August 7, 2011
The month of patience and perseverance
Truly, He only shows us things when we are ready to see... or to remind us of our wrongdoings so that we can quickly return to the right path.
He does this in subtle ways... sometimes you might miss it if you're not looking or paying attention. But more importantly is what you do after He has given you the knowledge.
But this is after all the month to test your patience and perseverance... and like Ustadz said, if you can learn to stay away from what is good for you (food and water) then surely you can stay away from what is bad.
I have asked Allah for forgiveness for past sins... but truly sometimes it is the humans on earth that know no forgiveness.
They say that the truth hurts but it is also cathartic. When you pray for forgiveness, I guess there's no need to hide anything since He knows everything.
For truly He is Most Knowledgeable and Forgiving.
Monday, June 27, 2011
10 year old disappointment
"In the name of God, most Gracious, most Compassionate"
My purpose in this entry is not to bad-mouth but to share an experience that I hope parents and soon-to-be parents could take into consideration when raising their kids.
My relationship with children are quite ambiguous. Sometimes I like them, sometimes I don't and sometimes they are just students for me to teach. But they are always innocent, truthful and protected by His grace.
Today I went to teach a ten year old girl who on the first glance seem like a normal child but according to her parents, she's slow and has difficulty learning.
But when I started the lessons, I found the child very intelligent -maybe not in the mainstream way but her non-academic intelligence is stifled to make way for 'rules' and 'forced practices' of the curriculum. Her parents focus only on her results and don't really care if one of her art work got sent for a competition of if she plays brilliant music.
And the saddest thing she said to me was this:
On my birthday, I wished that I would become clever so that I will not disappoint anyone ever again, especially my father and mother.
My academia background tells me to define 'clever' and to take note of the placement of 'father' before 'mother'.
So I asked her what does it mean to be clever?
She said it is to pass all her subjects well and become a teacher.
Then I asked, are you not clever now?
She says no.
Then I asked, says who?
She says when I never pass my exams and my father scolds me.
So I said, Do you know where cleverness comes from?
She shakes her head then frowns. Is it from studying hard? She asks.
No, I said. It comes from God. It comes from Allah. And He never makes his creations imperfect. Everyone is clever in their own little way. So maybe you're not good in maths and science but I saw you had really high marks for your mother tongue. What do you think that means?
Then she got excited. I later learn that everyone seems to ignore her strengths and focus only on her weakness. So after 5 minutes of sharing, I finally said -see, you can be a language teacher! I'm not saying that you don't have to still put in effort for your weak subjects but that you should be proud that you have a strength to lean on.
-sigh-
It hurts me that a child thinks she's a disappointment... because seriously, she isn't. The education system is just that - it divides and separates; gives labels to children, traumatize them and make them think themselves as stupid or clever according to some grade they get.
Until they forget that it is the learning that is important... every thing we learn is one step closer to God. So parents, don't just care about your child's result. Because sometimes, Allah has other plans for them.
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Alhamdulilah...
Praise be to Allah....
REMARK: YOU HAVE COMPLETED THE DEGREE OF BACHELOR OF ARTS IN SOCIOLOGY WITH SECOND CLASS HONOURS (UPPER DIVISION) WITH A MINOR IN HISTORY |
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Interesting article
This is written by a feminist professor in response to an article in the newspaper:
Jun 8, 2011
Disturbed by judgment, says Aware
WE REFER to last Friday's report ('Divorce and the attractive woman') and the judgment rendered by the High Court in this case.
The High Court took the view that it was relevant for a judge to take into account the attractiveness of a wife in determining her chances of remarriage when exercising its discretion on whether to grant lump sum or monthly maintenance. The Association of Women for Action and Research (Aware) is surprised and disturbed by this judgment.
While it may be valid to take into account a person's imminent prospects of marriage - for example, where there is evidence that a party intends to marry another party - it surely is not right for a court to go down a speculative line of reasoning as to whether a person, based on her looks, personality, ethnicity, nationality or relationship history, is likely to remarry.
It is, moreover, problematic to assume that an attractive woman is more likely to marry. What are the criteria for deciding who is attractive? Whose criteria are applied?
And on what basis are we to establish a connection between this alleged attractiveness and remarriage?
We hope that this judgment, which dealt with the issue of the bias of the judge in deciding the issue of maintenance, will not be used as a precedent to support such a line of inquiry in future cases relating to maintenance.
This would result in women being penalised and discriminated against if they do not fit normative - and indeed subjective - notions of beauty.
Teo You Yenn (Ms)
Board Member
Association of Women for Action and Research (Aware)
Board Member
Association of Women for Action and Research (Aware)
What do I have to say?
The most fair of all judgement is based in the Quran and even in situations that are frowned upon -such as divorces, everything has been laid out inside the Holy Book where true judgements are reserved for Him alone.
It is most shocking to know that a civil court takes into account a woman's attractiveness (or not) when deciding her maintenance. Who decides what is attractive? What are the criteria and is there a reason behind why one woman is considered attractive and the other isn't?
Most importantly -Is the court saying that if a woman is not attractive = it's her own fault?
A woman is married not just for her beauty.
Abu Huraira (Allah be pleased with him) reported Allah's Messenger (may peace be upon him) as saying: A woman may be married for four reasons: for her property, her status. her beauty and her religion, so try to get one who is religious, may your hand be besmeared with dust.
I suppose you can put a woman's intellect under her property/beauty... so a man might find a woman attractive because she's smart, funny and has a witty personality.
Thus, I concur with the letter's last line because who are we to penalize God's creations? Surely He has his plans for everything.
Walluhualambissawab....
Monday, May 23, 2011
Mengaji
Mengaji is the Malay word for reading/learning Quran because of the root word 'kaji' which means to explore, research, study. And truly, reading the Quran is not just about saying the words out loud but learning about it... which is what I've tried to do these past years.
Learning- from the meanings to the 'rules' and grammar of Arab. It's beautiful... and for the fact that I am still in touch with my ustadz and ustazah for 10 years since I first started to learn with them is wonderful.
Even though the children who come to study at their home change every few years, I am still the one who stayed... and grew together with my teachers and their family. I've seen their eldest marry and held their youngest; belched her a few times and now she's all grown up and very naughty as children are- running around and all.
I recalled how I was one of those young children, with my own peers, learning and reading the Quran together with them... where are they now, these friends of mine? Have they grown into good Muslims and Muslimahs? Insyaallah.
It feels good to return to learning tajwid with my ustad and hearing him read the Quran after a long hiatus...
Some things like these, I will cherish forever.
Amin
Learning- from the meanings to the 'rules' and grammar of Arab. It's beautiful... and for the fact that I am still in touch with my ustadz and ustazah for 10 years since I first started to learn with them is wonderful.
Even though the children who come to study at their home change every few years, I am still the one who stayed... and grew together with my teachers and their family. I've seen their eldest marry and held their youngest; belched her a few times and now she's all grown up and very naughty as children are- running around and all.
I recalled how I was one of those young children, with my own peers, learning and reading the Quran together with them... where are they now, these friends of mine? Have they grown into good Muslims and Muslimahs? Insyaallah.
It feels good to return to learning tajwid with my ustad and hearing him read the Quran after a long hiatus...
Some things like these, I will cherish forever.
Amin
Saturday, May 7, 2011
It's Voting time!
In a few hours I will be voting for the very first time!
Excited? Just a little. Singapore does need more voice in its parliament. But then again, we are an electoral democracy which means that the elections are just a way to legitimize the authoritarian's rule here. Which is fine for many of us because we see it as so natural.
I shan't even go into this topic. I'm hip deep in my sociology module on state power that I'm having a headache.
So we shall just wait and see how the election goes. Insyaallah, it will go well. May more opposition enter the parliament -an increase in 5% would also be good.
Excited? Just a little. Singapore does need more voice in its parliament. But then again, we are an electoral democracy which means that the elections are just a way to legitimize the authoritarian's rule here. Which is fine for many of us because we see it as so natural.
I shan't even go into this topic. I'm hip deep in my sociology module on state power that I'm having a headache.
So we shall just wait and see how the election goes. Insyaallah, it will go well. May more opposition enter the parliament -an increase in 5% would also be good.
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Jealousy; astaghfirualllah...
I've been toying with writing short stories since I was 19... and now I've braved longer stories that cross into novel categories. I will be humble and say that while I have my share of fans, I still am an amateur writer and still learning from some of the other writers within the guild as well as from published authors.
I had this conversation regarding the content of romance novels and sometimes I think it is so difficult at times to pick up a book and NOT see the cover of a man and a woman. I think I've stopped reading cheesy romance novels ever since I was 15. And nowadays if there are sexual content in the stories [even in murder/thriller ones], I just skip the part.
Truth is, some of these writers write the best plot and it's such a shame that they have their characters engage in pre-marital sex... although, I have found a book where sex is only mentioned between the married characters and the author doesn't go into details. Yes, that's good but if you're not married yet, skip that part please. -laughs-
So anyway, today, one of my fellow writers asked me what pen name should she use for publishing and I was a bit taken aback. We had talked about publishing our work together because we write the same genre and I didn't expect her to go ahead with it before me. =(
She's a few years older than me and had built up her reader base for two additional years so I guess she deserves it... and the moment I started feeling jealous... astaghfiruallah... I said to myself, what would my Prophet s.a.w. say? He would say Alhamdulillah for that person. And he would also say that you should not compare yourself to anyone. If you want that knowledge, you have to earn it and work hard for it.
So insyaallah, I will. Being a full time author is something I really am hoping to achieve some day. So for now... I'll have to improve on my writing, do more research for accurate historical backgrounds and then let my imagination develop. Writing takes time to mature and I should be grateful I have this skill and knowledge, instead of being jealous at others for having more of it. =)
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Ya Allah... please give me the strength to go through this week. I have so much assignments and I'm so lost and tired and stressed but I see this as a test towards the knowledge that You have conferred on mankind.
I am hunbled at Your knowledge and at the little that I have grasp all these while.
Your humble servant is grateful that You are willing to share Your wealth with me... and I pray forgiveness for all my procrastinations and neglect in achieving the best of it.
Amin.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
My life does not belong to me
That is the philosophy of a friend of mine. She believes in giving back to society, helping others and sharing what good that Allah has given her for the better of Mankind. Alhamdulillah.
So today when I saw her face in the newspaper, I was so happy for her. She was one of the students who got accepted into the University scholarship programme and is being sent to various places like Thailand and India to work with children who cannot afford to go to school. I think she will be sent there to teach them.
But what strikes me about this particular friend is how she continues to push herself despite all the difficulties that Allah has placed before her. I remembered in college, she was allocated a school that was very far from her home but she still went and did very well. And then in university, her father passed away, leaving her as the eldest at 22 years old to take care of the family. Her mother is a housewife and has no qualifications so she was afraid to start working at that time.
Well... I am so happy for her that Allah has given her this rezeki... may the scholarship open up more doors for her in the future... I remembered telling her after her father died that life was going to be tough... but she will always have her friends and family and she must never lose faith in God. When He takes something from us, He will return us something else in forms that we may not even expect.
I pray for her that she will always be in remembrance of Allah... and may He bless them with bountiful rezeki always. As she always says, 'my life does not belong to me' and yes... because it belongs to Allah.
Amin.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Love despite Disabilities
Today I saw a friend post up this page from the Manja magazine (a malay medium in Singapore) that talks about couples whom despite their difficulties still manage to find love.
In this particular article, the groom to be is born deaf but his fiancee has taken it with a pinch of salt and learned to adapt to him to make their relationship work... and insyaallah their marriage too. You see, his fiancee was a schoolmate of mine and she went through a lot more hardships than most other people have gone through and so I guess deafness is not really a bad thing. To me, it is kesyukuran... because you are spared from the gossips of people, from listening to bad influences.
This schoolmate of mine used to have a sister who is the same age as me and the sister died of cancer when we were only 14 years old. I used to remember thinking that this girl (the sister) who died as a virgin would forever be accepted into the gardens of heaven. Insyaallah...
So back to the topic.
From this lesson, I feel that we should not see disabilities or any other misgivings [include plus-sized people, scarred faces etc] as God's lackluster creations but reach within and see the goodness in them. Not to quote Gaga here, but in her song 'Born this way' I like this phrase "Coz God makes no mistakes". Yes, He doesn't and so who are we to push away those we judge as less 'perfect'. Only Allah has that right to judge.
So, Insyaallah, I hope I can be a better person from this lesson today... that I would be able to look past the surface and see people for who they are and accept them without judgement because I believe that Allah made us all perfect.
Wallahualam bisawab.
In this particular article, the groom to be is born deaf but his fiancee has taken it with a pinch of salt and learned to adapt to him to make their relationship work... and insyaallah their marriage too. You see, his fiancee was a schoolmate of mine and she went through a lot more hardships than most other people have gone through and so I guess deafness is not really a bad thing. To me, it is kesyukuran... because you are spared from the gossips of people, from listening to bad influences.
This schoolmate of mine used to have a sister who is the same age as me and the sister died of cancer when we were only 14 years old. I used to remember thinking that this girl (the sister) who died as a virgin would forever be accepted into the gardens of heaven. Insyaallah...
So back to the topic.
From this lesson, I feel that we should not see disabilities or any other misgivings [include plus-sized people, scarred faces etc] as God's lackluster creations but reach within and see the goodness in them. Not to quote Gaga here, but in her song 'Born this way' I like this phrase "Coz God makes no mistakes". Yes, He doesn't and so who are we to push away those we judge as less 'perfect'. Only Allah has that right to judge.
So, Insyaallah, I hope I can be a better person from this lesson today... that I would be able to look past the surface and see people for who they are and accept them without judgement because I believe that Allah made us all perfect.
Wallahualam bisawab.
Friday, February 11, 2011
Lose Some Weight or Gain Some Faith
I'd just like to share this article i found here: http://www.muslimahsource.org/uncategorized/lose-some-weight-or-gain-some-faith-%C2%A9/
By: Umm Zakiyyah
“Oh, I envy you!” The woman’s eyes were wide as she stared at Aya’s thin physique from where the woman sat next to Aya on the couch, where they both held small glass plates of dessert, as did the other women in the room.
Aya smiled slyly as she carelessly finished off her second slice of German chocolate cake, using the side of her fork to scrape the glass saucer free of dark, rich icing before licking the fork clean. She had delivered her fifth child only six weeks ago, and the fitting shirt she wore revealed a flat tummy and petite frame.
“How do you do it?” another woman asked.
Aya shrugged. “I don’t. I never stress over what I eat.”
She laughed. “God, I’d die if I had to count calories. Food’s the only thing I can depend on to always be sweet when I approach.”
The women laughed.
“But you must be doing something. I swear, I’ve tried every diet out there, and none of them work.”
“Tell me about it.”
Aya wore a hesitant smile, unsure how to respond.
“Oh my God,” a woman said, glancing at her watch just then. “It’s almost time for ‘Asr. Let’s hurry up and pray Dhuhr before it goes out.”
It’s a scene almost every woman can relate to. The always-thin-no-matter-what-I-eat [and by-the-way-I-never-exercise!] woman walks into the room, and every woman wants to know what her secret is (including me!). But even as we listen intently to whatever she says, if she says anything at all, deep inside we know each of us already knows the answer, at least as it relates to our real question.
Now why can’t I look like that?
Metabolism, genes, “baby fat,” laziness, and just plain “bad luck” are just a few possible answers. We go through the “diet binges” (as I like to call them), then we’re back to square one (well, not exactly, because that’s where we were trying to get with the diet). In any case, it’s to no avail.
Then we turn to self-help literature.
Love the Real You.
Embrace That Baby Fat.
True Beauty Is Within.
You Don’t Have to Be Thin.
Beauty in Plus Sizes.
Next comes Dr. Phil. The talking head (and body) tells us, in all the wisdom of an experienced mental health doctor, that television is taking over our lives and we shouldn’t let its beauty standards and consumerism and “quick fixes” distract us from what matters most (as he talks to us from that very medium).
Then comes Oprah. Not the show, because, for our purposes, we can mute the woman’s voice and watch her talk soundlessly and laugh carelessly from that venerable couch. Because all we want to do is gape at the well-shaped, not-thin woman, so proud and confident in herself.
Last comes our epiphany, even if bitterly.
I am who I am, “love handles” and all. And I’m fine with that.
Then… our crying. And blaming others for being so fixated on the superficial.
Tissues are stacked next to us on the couch, and we dab our teary eyes and blow our noses, overcome with a surge of emotion. Despondent and inspired, we say to ourselves, People should love me no matter how I look!
“Your husband may love you unconditionally,” I once told an unhappy, overweight wife who shared this same sentiment. “But he won’t desire you unconditionally.”
Here’s the truth about our repeatedly failed diets, exercise regimens, and starvation programs: It’s not the diet or exercise program that failed.
And no, unless you’re aiming for that anorexic/bulimic skin-on-bones Kate Moss look, the problem is not even your metabolism, genes, “baby fat,” or “bad luck” (though starvation or a self-imposed hunger strike may give you that skeleton appeal, if that’s what you’re going for).
As Oprah herself said when embarking on her own diet and exercise program: It’s about changing your life.
But let’s be honest with ourselves momentarily, especially given the obsessive media fixation on superficial beauty (and our tendency to view this superficiality as a terrible vice).
There is something in the nature of how Allah created women (and the men) that places at least some value on the superficial, a lot of value in fact. Though, it is true that the commercialism of “sex appeal” and the constant media bombardment of manufactured “beauty” are a bit superfluous and disingenuous to say the least.
Modern insanity of media-hyped vanity. That’s what I call it.
But “vanity,” in the non-literal, non-sinful sense of the word is a part of human nature. After all, Allah Himself is beautiful, and He loves beauty. We learn this from the Sunnah.
Stories of the miraculous beauty of Prophet Yusuf ‘alayhi salaam, the uncommon feminine beauty of our Mothers Safiyyah, Zaynab, and ‘Ayesha, may Allah be pleased with them, give us a glimpse into the reality and power of the superficial even in spiritual life.
Of course, these wonderful human beings weren’t wonderful because they were beautiful. But their beauty was not completely meaningless to those around them, men or women.
So in order to properly address our own desires for “looking good,” we need to embrace the idea that we should be beautiful—
With respect to how Allah created us, not others. [Ever wondered about that du’aa you say when looking in the mirror? O Allah, You have made my physical constitution good, so make my character good also. This is a du’aa for anyone who passes a mirror, not just for the Aya’s amongst us.]
…But back to our failed diet programs.
Let’s be honest again.
We’re not unintelligent beings. We know where the cookie jar is, and we know where we put that salad bowl; and on most days, we don’t mix them up.
We know that excessive sugar, processed foods, and emotional eating are not good for us. We know that exercising regularly and staying on task while “eating right”are almost always successful in cutting off excessive fat, firming up that stomach, and giving you the inspiration to smile from the heart and feel good about yourself.
And though laziness may be a problem for many of us (even for the Aya’s of the world), it’s likely not our greatest challenge in “getting ourselves together.” Laziness itself is often a symptom of something else.
Truth be told, for most women (and men for that matter) who are struggling with obesity, the added weight is just a visible “side effect” of a problem coming from deep within. For some, it’s a serious health problem at the root, but for most others it’s something much more serious as the culprit.
This is where our diet binges, the French Women Don’t Get Fat books, and afternoon talk shows won’t, and can’t, help us.
And no, you can’t even blame your husband (or family) for lack of support, or for buying those goodies (or wanting you to make those goodies) when you told them you’re trying to watch your weight.
As with any problem that’s adversely affecting our lives and psychological and physical well-being, we must look deep within to find the root cause. And although “depression” is often labeled the culprit, even depression itself is a symptom of something else.
Allah didn’t create us depressed, and He didn’t create us unhealthy.
So it is upon us to find out why more and more of us are turning to antidepressants, sleeping aids, drugs and alcohol (yes, drugs and alcohol are a problem for many Muslims), illicit entertainment, and staring at ourselves in the mirror day after day hating what we see, or just struggling to get out of bed.
The problem is a deeply spiritual one.
But I say my prayers every day. I believe in Allah. I’m not a bad Muslim.
Yes, I’m sure this is all true, for most of us. But dismissing spirituality as the root cause of our health problems and despondency is like an unhealthy person denying her obesity by saying I take vitamins every day. I believe in good health. I’m not a bad person.
Do you have to be a “bad person” in order to benefit from healthier life choices?
Besides, no “good Muslim” would turn down the opportunity to improve spiritually. Only “bad Muslims” do that.
Here are some simple pointers for improving your health, and curing the deeper problems affecting your emotional, psychological, and physical well-being:
- Make Salaah the foundation of your day. In other words, every item on your daily schedule should be built around prayer. So instead of saying, I’ll do such and such at six o’clock in the morning, you’ll say I’ll do such and such after Fajr, before Dhuhr, or after Maghrib and so on.
- Make it a point to actually pray during Salaah. In other words, pay attention to what you’re saying and think deeply about your soul, your approaching death, your struggle to please Allah (and yes, it is a struggle).
- Increase the time you spend in rukoo’ and sujood, even if it’s only a few more seconds than usual. Relax as you bow and prostrate in prayer, and avoid being a “prayer thief.” The Prophet, sallallaahu’alayhi wa sallam, taught that the worst thief is the one who steals from his prayer—by not completing the rukoo’ and sujood.
- Read Qur’an daily. Set a daily minimum amount of time to read and/or a minimum number of pages to read, and stick to it. Take the Qur’an to work, listen to it in the car, read it on the bus, at school, and any and everywhere. And take time to reflect on what you’ve read. Read it in your own language, and in Arabic.
- Engage in daily dhikr, especially the morning and evening supplications from the Sunnah. You don’t have to say them all; just pick a few that are easy for you and say them after Fajr and before Maghrib (or right after sunset) each day. Download them to your computer, iPod or phone; or just keep the small Hisnul-Muslim (Fortification of the Muslim) tucked in a pocket of your purse. You can even visit the Makedua.com website daily.
- Make du’aa. Make du’aa. And make more du’aa. Make these supplications daily, even if short. And make them sincere and heartfelt. Cry to Allah, beg of Him, and humble yourself before Him. Allah fixes all things by simply saying “Be” and it’s done.
- If you can’t read the Qur’an in Arabic, with tajweed, learn. Now. [Okay, I can almost hear all the excuses of why you didn’t enroll (or stay) in this or that Qur’an program, or why your schedule won’t permit…blah, blah, blah…but save it. I don’t buy it. This is part of the reason we find ourselves in such muck in the first place: denial, and lying to ourselves, especially regarding our depraved spiritual states. If you have time to talk on the phone, go to school or work, play with your kids, backbite all those people you can’t stand, “Like” all those silly things on Facebook, and update Farmville—or if you even have time to struggle with your chocolate or sugar cravings (and thus increase that non-Aya-like waistline), you have time to learn Qur’an, somehow somewhere. And if you really believe the excuses you’ve invented for yourself, don’t talk to the computer screen or to yourself, talk to Allah. He’ll help you find that Qur’an teacher or online class that fits your “super busy, I don’t have time for Qur’an” lifestyle. If you really want to read His Book, you will. Simple as that.]
- Give charity, regularly. It doesn’t have to be an awful lot, and it doesn’t have to be with money or physical goods. Give your time. And you don’t even have to leave your home; in fact, I suggest that you don’t leave it. Our greatest opportunity for good is most often literally right in front of us: Smile at your children and hug them and listen while they speak. Smile at your husband. Hug him when he walks in the door, ask how he’s doing, and listen while he speaks (or rants J). And go that extra mile for him: Look nice, dress nice, smell nice (even if you don’t feel nice), and don’t argue with or criticize your man! (Though it has been proven that women have all the solutions to men’s problems). …Do all the things you know you should be doing anyway but have convinced yourself he (or your family) doesn’t deserve.
- Admit your faults and sins, to yourself and to Allah. Every day. And beg for forgiveness and reformation. And do something about it!
- Say you’re sorry to the people you’ve hurt, even if you think you’re right (or are absolutely sure). (This includes your husband and children, sisters J).
- Reunite with your parents and family, especially if you’ve had an argument or are annoyed with them because they simply can’t seem to get things right, even if the standoff is related to Islam. You can’t hope to please Allah if you don’t try your absolute best to please your parents, and keep those ties of the womb.
- Get up and pray Tahajjud in the last third of the night (or at least some time after ‘Ishaa), at least once each week.
- And, sisters, don’t look at your menstrual cycle as your “week off.” Get on task by increasing your Qur’anic reading (you can read from a Qur’an with translation if you follow the scholarly opinion that you cannot touch the mushaf during your cycle). Increase your dhikr and du’aa. Even get up in the last third of the night to supplicate to Allah. You don’t need wudhoo’ to raise your hands in supplication or to whisper a prayer while you’re cuddled under those covers. And definitely don’t leave off your morning and evening du’aa this “vacation week,” or ever!
- Fast Mondays and Thursdays (or at least three times each month). This purifies both the body and soul, and does wonders for helping you with that waistline too. And no, you shouldn’t fast just to lose weight, but you can throw in that intention as a means to have a healthy, fit body with which to worship Allah and be grateful. Remember Allah loves beauty, so there’s nothing wrong with fasting for the purpose of a healthy soul and physique.
- If you struggle with severe depression and/or have a very short attention span (or even repulsion or dread) for Qur’an or prayer, talk to someone knowledgeable in Qur’anic treatment and prophetic medicine. This will give you a much deeper and more authentic understanding of your problem than will antidepressants or a “shrink.”
Not necessarily in your waistline, but in your heart.
And with a pure heart (or at least a heart being purified), you can think clearly and get your priorities straight. Then you can get other things right in your life—your health and desired weight amongst them.
Umm Zakiyyah is the internationally acclaimed author of the novels If I Should Speak, A Voice, Footsteps, and Realities of Submission. To contact her, write to ummzakiyyah@yahoo.com or join her Facebook page.
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Friday, February 4, 2011
Business from home
"In the name of God, most Gracious, most Compassionate"
My brother is handicapped and since he graduated from school, he's had a hard time finding a job. So I've decided to help him by creating a job!
I've asked him to coordinate and manage a home-based business but he doesn't seem that interested. I was thinking that I could make various cross-stitch and handicrafts and sell them via facebook and online. It's really a good thing coz at least he can have some experience with handling orders and postage and accounting.
He did business in school so he should be able to do this job... but he does seem reluctant... maybe coz it's a 'girly' business. I felt very sad when I saw his response. =( I really want to help... and the worst part is, I am the one who has to do all the sewing etc and yet I'm not asking for much of the profit- I'll just take the amount needed to pay for the materials.
Well... I've sent out a pilot to see how my friends think of my work... and also if they think I could actually start a business with it.
Insyaallah... with Allah's guidance and permission, this venture will take off.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Our eyes are subjective; we have vision but we don't see reality
"In the name of God, most Gracious, most Compassionate"
Last night I was watching a movie entitled Kate and Leopold and something struck me as I watched a scene in which the scientist told the nurse about the dog who found the rainbow.
The exact movie quote is here:
It is no more crazy than a dog finding a rainbow. Dogs are colourblind, Gretchen. They don't see colour. Just like we don't see time. We can feel it, we can feel it passing, but we can't see it. It's just like a blur. It's like we're riding in a supersonic train and the world is just blowing by, but imagine if we could stop that train, eh, Gretchen? Imagine if we could stop that train, get out, look around, and see time for what it really is? A universe, a world, a thing as unimaginable as colour to a dog, and as real, as tangible as that chair you're sitting in. Now if we could see it like that, really look at it, then maybe we could see the flaws as well as the form. And that's it; it's that simple. That's all I discovered. I'm just a... a guy who saw a crack in a chair that no one else could see. I'm that dog who saw a rainbow, only none of the other dogs believed me.
Last night I was watching a movie entitled Kate and Leopold and something struck me as I watched a scene in which the scientist told the nurse about the dog who found the rainbow.
The exact movie quote is here:
It is no more crazy than a dog finding a rainbow. Dogs are colourblind, Gretchen. They don't see colour. Just like we don't see time. We can feel it, we can feel it passing, but we can't see it. It's just like a blur. It's like we're riding in a supersonic train and the world is just blowing by, but imagine if we could stop that train, eh, Gretchen? Imagine if we could stop that train, get out, look around, and see time for what it really is? A universe, a world, a thing as unimaginable as colour to a dog, and as real, as tangible as that chair you're sitting in. Now if we could see it like that, really look at it, then maybe we could see the flaws as well as the form. And that's it; it's that simple. That's all I discovered. I'm just a... a guy who saw a crack in a chair that no one else could see. I'm that dog who saw a rainbow, only none of the other dogs believed me.
And this... struck me as a possibility that is very true. I'm not saying that it is possible to stop time and so on... but the knowledge to stop time or to discover anything profound has always been the possession of Allah and He at times does give the ilham and hidayah to certain individuals [most notably Prophets].
But the profound question that rests here is:
Are we the dogs that are contented with seeing in black and white? Or are we the ones who desire to see the rainbow?
Saturday, January 22, 2011
I'm so stressed out =(
"In the name of God, most Gracious, most Compassionate"
I am very stressed right now. Partly, I am afraid of the daunting tasks that lies ahead of me.
I am in my final semester of my studies and I'm barely there at a cumulative GPA of 4.16 to qualify for an Second Class Upper Honours. Without that qualification, I cannot continue my Masters. -cries-
I would be fine if my subjects this year are as easy as the ones in the previous semester. But they are not.
I am in my final semester of my studies and I'm barely there at a cumulative GPA of 4.16 to qualify for an Second Class Upper Honours. Without that qualification, I cannot continue my Masters. -cries-
I would be fine if my subjects this year are as easy as the ones in the previous semester. But they are not.
1) Power, Politics and State.
This is as horrible as it's title sounds. I hate politics and I steer away from topics such as these but now I have no choice as it is the only module that I have yet to do. It is a difficult topic with a difficult Professor.
2) Then I have 2 history modules... one is the History of Civilizations, which I am looking forward to but I know it is content heavy so -sigh- Then there's Special Topics in History which is focused on the Chinese Dynasties and I really am not a fan of China's history. They have way too many dynasties and hundreds of years of histories to remember. =(
3) Then there's my Research Paper. My supervisor isn't even supervising me with anything. Basically, he just meets me once a year just to clarify certain things. ARGH. But then... I guess I have to be independent huh? But really... I do need some guidance.
Which brings me to the ultimate Guide- Allah. I feel so small and so afraid and I only can pray that He helps me along the way.
The purpose of me working so hard is for the knowledge and to make my parents proud. I want to achieve these for the sake of Allah...
May He open my heart and lend me the Ilham to achieve what I have set out to do.
Amin.
This is as horrible as it's title sounds. I hate politics and I steer away from topics such as these but now I have no choice as it is the only module that I have yet to do. It is a difficult topic with a difficult Professor.
2) Then I have 2 history modules... one is the History of Civilizations, which I am looking forward to but I know it is content heavy so -sigh- Then there's Special Topics in History which is focused on the Chinese Dynasties and I really am not a fan of China's history. They have way too many dynasties and hundreds of years of histories to remember. =(
3) Then there's my Research Paper. My supervisor isn't even supervising me with anything. Basically, he just meets me once a year just to clarify certain things. ARGH. But then... I guess I have to be independent huh? But really... I do need some guidance.
Which brings me to the ultimate Guide- Allah. I feel so small and so afraid and I only can pray that He helps me along the way.
The purpose of me working so hard is for the knowledge and to make my parents proud. I want to achieve these for the sake of Allah...
May He open my heart and lend me the Ilham to achieve what I have set out to do.
Amin.
Friday, January 21, 2011
My Birthday Wish/Plan
"In the name of God, most Gracious, most Compassionate"
As I was stirring the pineapple filling over the fire for my pineapple tarts, I started thinking about my life and what I should aim to do better.
And the first thing that came to my mind is that:
I should be nicer to Hubtobe. Truly, he treats me very well; never complains even when I bully him or rant and rave about my day. He's patient and always gives in to my whims and almost always lets me eat wherever I want. Though of course he can get really annoying when he starts nagging at me about things or when he misinterprets what I say or forgot my instructions.
But at the end of the day, I think he puts up with alot of my nonsense; more than I put up with his... and so alhamdulillah syukur to Allah for giving me such a person whom I have yet to cherish properly.
So this year, I promise I will try to be a better person. I pray that Allah gives me the strength to be patient and help me cleanse my heart of these darkness and bitterness and meanness towards Hubtobe. Insyaallah, Amin...
Secondly, this year, I also aim to learn how to cook more dishes and bake a bit more. While my mother is still strong and still around, I should learn as much as I can from her and in the future I will learn from my mother-in-law as well. These are all knowledge and they come from Allah. Someday when I have children, I will make sure both my boys and girls know how to cook because knowledge shouldn't exclude or judge based on race, religion or gender. There is no such thing as bad knowledge. It is only how we use that knowledge that determines if it is bad or good.
Lastly of course, I pray that this semester ends with a second upper honours degree and that my parents can be there to see me take my certificate and be proud. They didn't even know that I got a perfect score of 5 for my gpa this year. Alhamdulillah for that. I want them to be proud of me; to know that their efforts at coaching me since young has paid off and that the sweat and pain that they took to raise me has moulded me into a better person.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
I've finally found her
Today, I suddenly googled someone's name and to my surprise, I found her livejournal. It's her public writing so I assume she doesn't mind someone reading it. And really, I do want to know her because she had been the inspiration for me to be the muslimah that I am today.
Reading her eloquent words, I feel humbled to know such a person and even more ashamed that I could never be even close to where she's standing. In my eyes, she's the type of woman any muslim man would want as a wife. But of course, she's already married and that makes her even more amazing.
Marrying while still in school; juggling work, school and family and still being grateful to Allah for everything...
I'm going to read her entries one at a time, slowly I guess... in hopes that it would make me into a better person. Insyaallah...
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Teaching and Learning
Today I re-negotiated my payment with my tuition kids' mom. She's a very nice lady and somehow she offered me more than what I priced. So Alhamdulillah for that.
Only that, I'm a bit sad that one of my children failed his maths exam- even at the final level... which means that it was bad. I feel it is my fault, even though I've tried my best to teach him. Children are very strange- when you focus more on one subject like English, they suffer in their other subjects although previously they had done well. But this year, I hope to push him further... this is his last year in elementary school and I do want him to at least pass all his subjects. I won't expect him to be a high achiever [as my parents did] and I won't push him beyond 10% of his limit because the truth is, every step in the educational system is just a stepping stone.
In the end, it will get you that diploma or degree. The children are average kids... and it will do them no good to tell them that they should attain 90 marks when they can only attain 70. Although these children aren't mine, I do treat them like my own and I do not want them to be like me.
Yes, it is nice to be in the top class all the time, earning top marks and all that but do you know how many malay/muslims get to the top class? Not many and when you are surrounded by non-muslims all the time, sometimes you tend to lose your way. Secondly, the stress that comes from being in the top class can be too much for a child. I found it very hard and tiring to cope and compete with my classmates daily.
Anyway, before I ramble off again, I just want to make a promise here that insyaallah, I will teach the children well and take care of them- spiritually, emotionally and mentally so that they can become better muslimin and muslimah in their quest for knowledge.
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