Salam.
pantas jemari mengimbau
selakan demi selakan
satu persatu diperhati kaku
benar kaku.
keras tanpa belas.
teriak mata
membaca mantra
namun tewas.
habis juraian mutiara
melimpah dari takungan ikhlas.
sebak
puas telapak tangan menutup degup
konon hati mampu dipangku
rebah jua dalam hela nafas.
lalu dalam getar menahan rasa
bibir berkumat perlahan
kalimah Tuhan Maha Agung
disebut acap kali
bersulam nafas sebak,
berteman titisan jernih kolam mata.
****
Duhai sayang,
dalam indah dan tribulasi,
carilah DIA, Tuhan yang memegang hati.
Sunday, July 26, 2015
Saturday, July 25, 2015
Tuesday, July 07, 2015
Weirdo
Ramadhan 21 #iftaarwithhostelstudents #7july2015
I learn that sometimes tragedy does not only happen in drama or novel. It happens to people around us too. So be grateful with the life that we have.
Alhamdulillah. Thank you Allah.
Persons we called 'weirdo' stms have their own 'history'. And they are also blessed with unique abilities. Like miss I, she is gifted with fast memorization (though she was known as a lone ranger, garang and 'weird').
Just because we dont see people doing it much, doesnt make it weird. Unless it is totally and morally wrong, and against our religion.
Qolbu
Qolbu
Berubah ubah.
Enak kita memperkatakan hilangnya kewarasan seorang ibu tatkala dia mendera bayinya persis boneka hidup. -"gila!" Kata kita.
Seronok kite mempersoalkan ke mana hilangnya kejujuran seorang insan bila di sua setempayan kekayaan.-"tamak!" Kata kita
Ketawa mengilai kita melihat seorang gadis menangis mengekspresi emosi pabila ditipu sang arjuna buaya -"padan muka!" Kata kita.
Bukankah segala kata negatif itu lebih baik digantikan dengan doa tanpa henti dan permohonan perlindungan dari Ilahi, daripada melakukan kesilapan yang sama?
Kerna qolbu itu sifatnya tidak tetap.
Hari ini kau mungkin insan terbaik buat masyarakat..
Namun esok tatkala diuji..
Dan qolbumu memberontak lalu terpejam seketika,
Mungkin kaulah insan terhina di mata masyarakat.
Mohon pada NYA,
pada Tuhan yang membolak-balikkan hati...
Tetapkanlah hati ini pada jalan NYA.
Ps.
Hati. Aku suka bicara mengenainya.
Sudah bertahun lamanya bersama, tapi hanya sedikit yang aku fahami.
Sunday, July 05, 2015
daughter
Salam.
Ramadhan 18, Sunday
i went quite late to Masjid An Nur for isyak and terawih,
but Alhamdulillah, i managed to squeeze into the mesjid (not the outside saf)
it was the last saf inside the mesjid, in between 2 little girls.
i felt like a mommy with two daughters. hehe.
and the girl on my right,
she performed all 8 rakaat of terawih + 3 rakaat of witir,
without complaining or having the urge to join other kids playing.
If she's my daughter, i would kiss her.
May you grow up to be a pious servant of ALLAH SWT, daughter, wife and mother.
(and may i have the chance to be one too, in sya ALLAH)
*******
Earlier, i met an unexpected person at aeon ipoh.
we stumbled upon each other and were kinda stunned.
i tried really hard to recognize his name, or at least, how i knew this familiar face.
"ok, this must be my primary school friend. but man! what's his name ya??"
*thinking...thinking*
until he then said, "teacher...sarah kan?"
*facepalm
it's my ex 5PD 2013 student!
my favourite class of the year (the funniest and hilarious class). hehe.
still, it was quite hard for me to recall his name until.... i got into the fitting room.
yes, his name is Aqil Amsyar!
i didnt forget u. and happy fasting :)
Ramadhan 18, Sunday
i went quite late to Masjid An Nur for isyak and terawih,
but Alhamdulillah, i managed to squeeze into the mesjid (not the outside saf)
it was the last saf inside the mesjid, in between 2 little girls.
i felt like a mommy with two daughters. hehe.
and the girl on my right,
she performed all 8 rakaat of terawih + 3 rakaat of witir,
without complaining or having the urge to join other kids playing.
If she's my daughter, i would kiss her.
May you grow up to be a pious servant of ALLAH SWT, daughter, wife and mother.
(and may i have the chance to be one too, in sya ALLAH)
*******
Earlier, i met an unexpected person at aeon ipoh.
we stumbled upon each other and were kinda stunned.
i tried really hard to recognize his name, or at least, how i knew this familiar face.
"ok, this must be my primary school friend. but man! what's his name ya??"
*thinking...thinking*
until he then said, "teacher...sarah kan?"
*facepalm
it's my ex 5PD 2013 student!
my favourite class of the year (the funniest and hilarious class). hehe.
still, it was quite hard for me to recall his name until.... i got into the fitting room.
yes, his name is Aqil Amsyar!
i didnt forget u. and happy fasting :)
Saturday, June 27, 2015
kelibat
Salam.
masih ingat bagaimana sekeping puisi di bulan Ramadhan mengukir senyuman sepenuh hati,
dan senyuman ke telinga itu juga yang kau tangisi,
kerna khuatir ia bakal bikin hati terisi lebih dengan dia berbanding DIA.
khuatir melalaikan, khuatir rasa itu bukan milik dirimu yang hakiki.
khuatir ia semua adalah sementara.
dan sementara itu yang terjadi.
Tuhan.
Ampuni kami semua yang sering alpa.
Tuhan,
Bantulah kami mencintai- MU melebihi diri kami,
keluarga kami dan air yang dingin.
masih ingat bagaimana sekeping puisi di bulan Ramadhan mengukir senyuman sepenuh hati,
dan senyuman ke telinga itu juga yang kau tangisi,
kerna khuatir ia bakal bikin hati terisi lebih dengan dia berbanding DIA.
khuatir melalaikan, khuatir rasa itu bukan milik dirimu yang hakiki.
khuatir ia semua adalah sementara.
dan sementara itu yang terjadi.
Tuhan.
Ampuni kami semua yang sering alpa.
Tuhan,
Bantulah kami mencintai- MU melebihi diri kami,
keluarga kami dan air yang dingin.
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