Jumaat, 27 September 2019
Lama...Lama sangat!
Ya Tuhan...
Lama sangat tak masuk sini. Tak tahu apa yang disibukkan sampai terbiar sepi rumah perasaanku ini.
Rumah yang sedia menanti, hanya aku saja yang tak kunjung munculkan diri. Jangankan batang hidung, bayang pun entah ghaib ke mana pergi.
Sibuk?
Entah.
Memanglah sibuk, tapi sepatutnya ada aje masa untuk masuk ke sini. Sibuk tu barangkali cuma alasan nak sedapkan hati sendiri yang rasa bersalah dek perbuatan lupa diri.
Dulu, di sinilah tempat simpan dan kumpul segala rasa. Bahagia, sedih, kecewa, gembira... Semua tumpang berteduh di sini.
Dua tahun menghilang, tak tahu ghaib lesap ke mana.
Aku ada je, belum mati lagi.
Masih ada rasa nak berkongsi, cuma dari hari ke sehari dok bertangguh nanti dan nanti.
Harapnya, ini tak terhenti di sini.
Akan datang lagi dan lagi, berkumpul di sini.
InsyaAllah.
Aku cuba... Wahai hati.
Cuba...
Datang lagi...
Nanti...
Rabu, 4 Januari 2017
"Bila terakhir kali kau sedekah?"
Petang tadi macam biasa, lepas kerja aku call Pak Yusof, teman ngeteh bawah pokok cermai, tepi surau, Setapak. Biasanya kami lepak malam. Memandangkan aku ada kerja malam ni, jadi aku ajak Pak (Pak Yusof) ngeteh awal sikit.
Macam biasa, kalau jumpa Pak tak sah kalau tak kena 'basuh'. Pak memang akan kasi 'cuci' bersih kepala otak aku yang selalunya berkeladak dengan macam-macam hal (semua nak simpan, tak nak buang...sayang...hahahaha).
Bersama 2 gelas teh tarik kurang manis, aku dan Pak bersembang macam-macam topik termasuk hal sedekah.
"Bila kali akhir kau sedekah?"
Aku sengeh. Aku tahu, Pak ada modal nak 'membasuh' aku petang ni. Jadi, aku yang tengah sarat dengan beban kepenatan hanya mampu senyum dan serah diri.
"Kau
sakit, kau bersedekah. Kau susah, sedekah. Kau susah hati,
tertekan...kecewa, marah, sedih...sedekah. Tak banyak pun tak apa,
paling penting sedekah tu 'sampai kat hati perut' kau. Jangan ingat bila
ada duit saja kena bersedekah. Kau ada RM5, kau sedekah RM2.
"Pak cakap ni kau jangan nak sengeh-sengeh saja. Buat! Tu, bawak kereta jangan macam pelesit kena simbah air yasin. Mati ko nanti, sapa nak teman Pak ngeteh?"
#Pak Yusof, teman ngeteh bawah pokok cermai tepi
surau, Setapak.
"Pak cakap ni kau jangan nak sengeh-sengeh saja. Buat! Tu, bawak kereta jangan macam pelesit kena simbah air yasin. Mati ko nanti, sapa nak teman Pak ngeteh?"
Isnin, 2 Januari 2017
Merai sahabat...
Lama betul sahabat sorang ni tak datang rumah. Kelmarin dia sms kata nak
singgah rumah, bawa anak dan isteri sama. Gumbira betul, macam biasa
dia 'order' #nasiberlauk #gulaiikantongkol dan #sambaludangpetai. So, pagi lagi dah berperang kat dapur. Pencuci mulutnya nanti cuma tembikai dan puding jagung.
Mula-mula masak yang susah dulu, Gulai Ikan Tongkol. Susah tu bukan pasal apa, kena perah santan bagai. Lepas perap kelapa parut dengan air panas, baru blend dan perah. Kemudian, tumbuk rencahnya. Barulah terjunkan dalam periuk. Tak lama mana, dalam 15-20 minit siap seperiuk.
Lepas tu, masak pulak Sambal Udang Petai. Ini senang sebab semalam dah siapkan cili kisar. Jadi, pagi ni cuma tumbuk bawang je. Lebih kurang 10 minit dah siap sekuali. Semerbak wangi satu rumah bau petai. Aduhai.
Puding Jagung aku dah sediakan malam tadi (lupa snap gambar). So, potong-potong letak dalam pinggan. Tembikai pun potong sekali. Siap. Air sirap sama air suam. Siap. Harap dia sekeluarga puas hati.
Mula-mula masak yang susah dulu, Gulai Ikan Tongkol. Susah tu bukan pasal apa, kena perah santan bagai. Lepas perap kelapa parut dengan air panas, baru blend dan perah. Kemudian, tumbuk rencahnya. Barulah terjunkan dalam periuk. Tak lama mana, dalam 15-20 minit siap seperiuk.
Lepas tu, masak pulak Sambal Udang Petai. Ini senang sebab semalam dah siapkan cili kisar. Jadi, pagi ni cuma tumbuk bawang je. Lebih kurang 10 minit dah siap sekuali. Semerbak wangi satu rumah bau petai. Aduhai.
Puding Jagung aku dah sediakan malam tadi (lupa snap gambar). So, potong-potong letak dalam pinggan. Tembikai pun potong sekali. Siap. Air sirap sama air suam. Siap. Harap dia sekeluarga puas hati.
Jumaat, 30 Disember 2016
Andai ini takdirku...
"Susah itu nikmat. Ujian itu nikmat, dengan syarat kita bersyukur, redha. Nikmatnya akan kita rasa." - DUKE
Ye, semuanya akan menjadi susah payah, sendat padat, sengkak senak, huru-hara, kacau-bilau bila kau tak redha. Akhirnya, buat kau menggelupur kesakitan dek tak mampu memikirkan jalan keluar. Tak mampu sebab kau hanya habiskan masa dan tenaga meratapi nasib ada segala kesusahan dan ujian yang Dia berikan pada kau. Kau cuma nampak itu, hanya itu.
Kau tak nampak lain selain itu, jadi mana mungkin kau nampak hikmah disebalik semua susah payah yang sedang kau jalani, ye dak?
Begitulah aku pun. Berbulan-bulan berperang dengan emosi, meratap kenapa Allah campakkan ujian yang tak terfikir dek akal aku sepanjang hidup ni. Langsung, tak pernah. Kenapa Allah pilih aku? Kenapa aku? Berbulan-bulan aku cuma nampak itu saja. Hanya memikirkan itu dan itu semata-mata.
Rutin hidup aku berubah 360 darjah. Semua jadi malas, segalanya tak suka. Pendek kata, macam orang tak ada semangat lagi nak hidup.
Serius, kalau boleh memilih. Aku mohon Tuhan matikan saja aku ketika itu. Menangis dan menangis. Itulah kerja aku berhari-hari, berminggu-minggu.
Waktu solat menangis, doa menangis. Mandi pun sama, menangis saja semahu-mahunya.
Berat badan aku turun mendadak, bukan sebab skip makan. Aku makan, tapi tak tahu ke mana perginya. Macam angin masuk dalam perut, sumbat-sumbat kenyang.
Orang-orang terdekat kata, sabarlah. Sabar...sabar...sabar. Sampai aku muak dengar. Rasa nak lempang aje mulut orang yang suruh aku sabar tu. Sampai aku warning depa, kalau kau sebut perkataan sabar depan aku lagi, aku tampar!
Hingga suatu malam, tepatnya sepertiga malam. Sama seperti kebiasaan, aku bangun solat tahajud dan taubat.
Dalam sujud terakhir, aku ingat aku sebut kata-kata ni dengan sepenuh hati...
"Ya Allah, kalau ujian yang sedang aku terima ini adalah kifarah dosa-dosaku...Aku mohon dengan sangat, Engkau ampuni aku. Aku bertaubat kepadaMu dengan sesungguhnya, terimalah aku kembali. Terimalah taubatku, bersihkan diri dan hatiku daripada segala dosa."
Lama, lama sekali aku sujud. Sampai aku rasa oksigen macam dah tak sampai ke otak. Aku rasa pening dan menggigil.
Habis solat, entah...aku rasa begitu lega. Sangat! Aku sambung zikir sampai waktu Dhuha. Kemudian aku tidur sekejap.
Dua jam kemudian....(nanti aku sambung ye, sorry banyak benda pulak mengganggu ni. Jumpa lagi ye...)
Jumaat, 10 Jun 2016
Blogku terbiar sepi...
Ya Allah, lambat nak mati blog aku ni terbiar sepi tanpa khabar...cewahhh...sendiri malas post entry bikin ayat sendu lak. Puihhh!
Sebenarmya, banyak benda nak share dengan korang...cuma cari masa sesuai untuk disharingkan (hehehehe...macam biasa). Nanti aku postkan sikit-sikit ye.
Hari ni sebagai permulaan (ini pun time kat phone, jenuh dok kecik beso...kecik beso 'kan screennya huhuhu...nampak tak tahap kemalasan aku? Nampak???), kita santai-mantai je ye.
Actually tengah panaskan lauk untuk sahur, sambil tu layan blog yang dah bersawang-mawang nich! Puasa korang macam mana setakat ni, meja mesti penuh dengan makanan 'kan.
Aku macam biasa, 1 lauk (pedas punya) & 1 sayur (or ulam), cukup. Bukan nak jimat, malasnya yang berbakul-bakul. Lagi satu, malas nak buat tayangan ulang siaran dalam peti ais & meja makan. So, macam tu je la caranya untuk elak semua tu.
Allah, serius aku rindu sangat nak post entry kat blog aku nich. Macam-macam nak cerita, nak ngadu nak share. Nantilah eh, kita post satu persatu. Nak recall balik apa dah jadi sepanjang 'kehilangan & kemalasan' aku nich.
So korang, hidup baik-baik. Puasa elok-elok. Banyakan doa...doa...doa sebab kita berada di bulan penuh berkah, rahmat dan keampunan.
Sepanjang bulan ni kita pakat-pakat rebut peluang buat amal banyak-banyak, bukan berebut nak post makanan siapa paling dahsyat kat fb/ig tu. Tak kisahlah kalau nak post pun, tapi tak payah nak gigih sangat. Ala kadar sudahlah...kan...kan...kan ^_^
Oklah, kita jumpa lagi di lain entry, tolong doakan aku supaya jadi blogger yang rajin post entry kat blognya macam korang ^_^
Salam Ramadhan & selamat berpuasa.
Sebenarmya, banyak benda nak share dengan korang...cuma cari masa sesuai untuk disharingkan (hehehehe...macam biasa). Nanti aku postkan sikit-sikit ye.
Hari ni sebagai permulaan (ini pun time kat phone, jenuh dok kecik beso...kecik beso 'kan screennya huhuhu...nampak tak tahap kemalasan aku? Nampak???), kita santai-mantai je ye.
Actually tengah panaskan lauk untuk sahur, sambil tu layan blog yang dah bersawang-mawang nich! Puasa korang macam mana setakat ni, meja mesti penuh dengan makanan 'kan.
Aku macam biasa, 1 lauk (pedas punya) & 1 sayur (or ulam), cukup. Bukan nak jimat, malasnya yang berbakul-bakul. Lagi satu, malas nak buat tayangan ulang siaran dalam peti ais & meja makan. So, macam tu je la caranya untuk elak semua tu.
Allah, serius aku rindu sangat nak post entry kat blog aku nich. Macam-macam nak cerita, nak ngadu nak share. Nantilah eh, kita post satu persatu. Nak recall balik apa dah jadi sepanjang 'kehilangan & kemalasan' aku nich.
So korang, hidup baik-baik. Puasa elok-elok. Banyakan doa...doa...doa sebab kita berada di bulan penuh berkah, rahmat dan keampunan.
Sepanjang bulan ni kita pakat-pakat rebut peluang buat amal banyak-banyak, bukan berebut nak post makanan siapa paling dahsyat kat fb/ig tu. Tak kisahlah kalau nak post pun, tapi tak payah nak gigih sangat. Ala kadar sudahlah...kan...kan...kan ^_^
Oklah, kita jumpa lagi di lain entry, tolong doakan aku supaya jadi blogger yang rajin post entry kat blognya macam korang ^_^
Salam Ramadhan & selamat berpuasa.
Ahad, 20 Disember 2015
Apabila Allah tarik nikmatNya...
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| *GAMBAR HIASAN SAHAJA* |
PERINGATAN SECUKUP RASA: (28.11.2015): KENAPA MENGANDUNG DAN BERSALIN
ANAK LUAR NIKAH LEBIH SENANG?
1] AKIBAT dari perhubungan yang salah, ALLAH Subhanahu wataala CABUT RASA KEPAYAHAN MENGANDUNG itu, supaya wanita tersebut TIDAK MENDAPAT PAHALA sebagaimana wanita-wanita lain yang bersusah payah ketika hamil, hasil pernikahan yang sah….
2] KETAKUTAN DAN RASA MALU membuatkan seorang “GADIS YANG TERLANJUR”, dapat mengatasi rasa sakit melahirkan anak dengan mudah…. TAKUT DAN MALU JIKA DIRINYA yang mengandung di luar nikah diketahui orang, terutama kaum keluarga, rakan2 dan sebagainya….
3] Kadang-kadang, TANDA-TANDA SEBAGAI ORANG HAMIL JUGA TIDAK KELIHATAN... Perutnya tidak nampak besar, boleh pula berjalan seperti biasa…. Kadang2, boleh pergi sekolah dan buat aktiviti padang sebagaimana pelajar lain, sedangkan dia sebenarnya sedang mengandung… Itu satu lagi NIKMAT YANG DICABUT...
4] KETIKA BERSALIN PULA, MUDAH SAHAJA BAYI ITU KELUAR, hingga di dalam bilik tandas pun boleh selesai... Maka, PAHALA SAKIT KETIKA BERSALIN, TELAH DIANGKAT DARIPADANYA…. Padahal, wanita biasa pun, dalam keadaan begini perlu dibantu oleh bidan yang mahir…
5] SETELAH BAYI ITU LAHIR, MEREKA BUANG KE DALAM TONG SAMPAH, atau campak ke bawah dari bangunan yang tinggi, atau sumbatkan ke dalam mangkuk tandas dan flush!... Mengapa mereka begitu kejam sekali?... KERANA PERASAAN KASIH SAYANG SUDAH DICABUT DARIPADA MEREKA…. Wallahu a'lam.... *GAMBAR HIASAN SAHAJA*
Khamis, 5 November 2015
A must read for all...
From the diary of SayedJaffrey -- the famous bollywood character actor ---
"I was 19 when I was married to Mehrunima who was 17. As I grew up, I was very fascinated by the british culture in colonial India. I learnt to speak English fluently, wear suits with grace, and developed impeccable etiquettes. But Mehrunima grew up to be my complete opposite - homely, a typical housewife. All my advices and admonishments couldn't change her basic personality - an obedient wife, a doting mother and a good homemaker. But she was not what I wanted. More I tried to change her, more we drifted apart. Gradually she metamorphosed from a cheerful affectionate young girl into a quiet insecure woman.
Meanwhile I started getting attracted to a co-actor of mine who was all what I wanted in my wife. After 10 years of marriage, l divorced Mehrunima, left my home and married my co- actor. I had ensured financial security of Mehrunima and my kids . For about 6-7 months everything went well. Then I started realising, my new wife was not caring and affectionate. She was only concerned about her beauty, her ambitions, her wants and desires. Sometimes I missed Mehrunima's caring touch and concern for my welfare.
Life moved on . I and my new wife were 2 persons living in a house, not one soul living in a home. I never went back to find out what happened to Mehrunima and my kids.
After about 6 -7 years of my second marriage, I came across an article on a Madhur Jaffrey, an upcoming famous chef who had recently launched a book of her own recipes. The moment I looked at the picture of the smart elegant lady, I was stunned. It was Mehrunima. But how could it be ??? She had remarried and changed her maiden name too.
I was shooting abroad at that time. She lived in US now. I caught the next flight to US. I inquired about her where abouts and went to meet her. She refused to see me. My daughter who was 14, and son who was 12, told her they wanted to talk to me one last time. Her new husband was by her side. He was also my children's legal father now.
To this date, I cannot forget what my children told me.
They told me that their new father knows the meaning of true love. He accepted Mehrunima as she was and never tried to change her into what he himself was, because he loves her more than he loves himself. He let her evolve at her own pace and never tried to force his wishes on her. He accepted and enjoyed her person as it was.
And she has bloomed into a confident loving affectionate self reliant lady today under her second husband's selfless love and acceptance.
Where as his selfishness, demands and unacceptance of her persona had crushed her and then in his selfishness he had discarded her.
He Never Loved Her, He Had Always Loved Himself ,
And Those Who Love Themselves, Cannot Love Others."
"I was 19 when I was married to Mehrunima who was 17. As I grew up, I was very fascinated by the british culture in colonial India. I learnt to speak English fluently, wear suits with grace, and developed impeccable etiquettes. But Mehrunima grew up to be my complete opposite - homely, a typical housewife. All my advices and admonishments couldn't change her basic personality - an obedient wife, a doting mother and a good homemaker. But she was not what I wanted. More I tried to change her, more we drifted apart. Gradually she metamorphosed from a cheerful affectionate young girl into a quiet insecure woman.
Meanwhile I started getting attracted to a co-actor of mine who was all what I wanted in my wife. After 10 years of marriage, l divorced Mehrunima, left my home and married my co- actor. I had ensured financial security of Mehrunima and my kids . For about 6-7 months everything went well. Then I started realising, my new wife was not caring and affectionate. She was only concerned about her beauty, her ambitions, her wants and desires. Sometimes I missed Mehrunima's caring touch and concern for my welfare.
Life moved on . I and my new wife were 2 persons living in a house, not one soul living in a home. I never went back to find out what happened to Mehrunima and my kids.
After about 6 -7 years of my second marriage, I came across an article on a Madhur Jaffrey, an upcoming famous chef who had recently launched a book of her own recipes. The moment I looked at the picture of the smart elegant lady, I was stunned. It was Mehrunima. But how could it be ??? She had remarried and changed her maiden name too.
I was shooting abroad at that time. She lived in US now. I caught the next flight to US. I inquired about her where abouts and went to meet her. She refused to see me. My daughter who was 14, and son who was 12, told her they wanted to talk to me one last time. Her new husband was by her side. He was also my children's legal father now.
To this date, I cannot forget what my children told me.
They told me that their new father knows the meaning of true love. He accepted Mehrunima as she was and never tried to change her into what he himself was, because he loves her more than he loves himself. He let her evolve at her own pace and never tried to force his wishes on her. He accepted and enjoyed her person as it was.
And she has bloomed into a confident loving affectionate self reliant lady today under her second husband's selfless love and acceptance.
Where as his selfishness, demands and unacceptance of her persona had crushed her and then in his selfishness he had discarded her.
He Never Loved Her, He Had Always Loved Himself ,
And Those Who Love Themselves, Cannot Love Others."
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