Showing posts with label Family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Family. Show all posts

Sunday, September 13, 2015

Graduation 2015

Assalamualaikum, in the name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful,
All praise to Him, the Ruler of the world, and Salawah upon His Messenger, Prophet Muhammad PBUH.

After 3 years abroad, I finally get to see the end of my study. Hardship, sweat, knowledge, battling with software, reference-hunting, library visiting, lack of sleep, chasing the lecturers, comprehending something new, ran away from someone disturbing and annoying, cursing and crying, shouting and many more. These years had given me a lot of bitter sweet experience which I trade nothing for it. It just priceless.



Alhamdulillah for giving me the chance.

Within this time frame as well I learnt a lot of things. Be kind to everyone, trust a few, appreciate moments and those willing to spend time with you, friendship, laughter, be forgiving, seeking good in people, smile a lot, giving positive vibe, seeing the world in whole new perspectives, connect with far away family and friends, finding true meaning of life and many more. I wish I can share the list but it is way too long. 



Alhamdulillah for giving me the chance to study abroad.

I had my family who always behind my back. My few circles and flatmates willing to share few chats and coffee. I always appreciate companion of others, I don't ask money or materials, just sitting time together and talk and laugh.



I got to travel with many great people. We explored various places and made our way to destinations. Sometimes, I went by myself and met a lot of other travellers. I enjoyed meeting new people and having known different things from various places. This is what I treasured the most.


















Alhamdulilah for the great companions.




And here is my graduation pictures. Thank you to everyone who has accompanied me along the tough way. And I have farewell video I made as a memoir of my 3 years abroad. Have a watch, thank you. :)






This is a goodbye to my great years in UK. I felt a bit lonely and sad. And now is the time for job-hunting. Wish me the best guys. :)

"Oo Allah, thank you for all the moments You had me living. Alhamdulillah. I'm very grateful for all You've bestowed upon and I pray to You for the best in my future endeavor. Please take care of the people I've met along this life and I am humbly request You to let me see them again."

Illaliqa'. Wassalam.



Sunday, June 9, 2013

Travelog Summer 2013: Voyage en Paris.

Assalamualaikum, in the name of Allah, the Most Gracious the Most Merciful,
All praise upon Him, the Supreme Ruler of the world, and salawah upon Prophet Muhammad PBUH.

It's really been a while, since this lousy blog was updated.
I've been busy for the past few weeks.
Ah, tak sempat nak ambil nafas.

My exams started in late of april, and continue for 3 weeks.
7 papers, comprised of the whole year of syllabus.
Compact, stress, unstable. Blend mixed of 3 unequal characteristics which come to destroy you.
But alhamdulillah I survived. :)

Pray for me. :D

A few days after exams, I blasted off to Paris, with my aunt and uncle.
Many people said I'm so lucky.
Yeah I am, because they (my aunt and uncle) treat me for this trip.
Alhamudulillah. Rezeki yang tak putus2. :)

I don't plan to prolong this post, but I would like to put some personal opinions to the trip i went to.
Personally, i believed paris is a lot similar to london.
In terms of compactness of people and the high building.
But, in arts, Paris has a lot more to offer.
Great paintings, crafting, and historical site.

However, this parisien doesn't like to speak in english.
They pretend don't speak, or naturally can't speak it.
It's hard though to converse with them, as some of them will throw away sour face when you speak in english.
But, not all of them act that way.
There're still people react nicer towards english speaking tourist. :)

"Be nice to people, hence people will act nicer to you."

I also noticed that there are quite few communities of muslim in Paris.
Halal food can be found, though not as easy as london.
But still, that saves my tummy though.
There is an arab university in Paris.
Really unexpected. Haha.

What i noticed in european country so far, they have people who works as a street entertainer.
They choose not to be a beggar instead.
I know a beggar is not that despicable, but doing something with your own strength,
to earn everyday money is more respectable.
Even becoming a roadside musician.

"Some people know that the sustenance, fortune will come upon those who works."


Though the weather at the moment of our time in paris is very very depressing.
Rain and windy, cold and wet.
But we managed to watch few qualifications of Roland Garros.
The French Open for tennis.
Which for me is very2 priceless.
I can't described the feelings i had when we watched the match.
Exciting. Enough said.

Let the video be the talking then. :D
Malas nak taip lagi. Haha.


"O Allah, thanks so much for these blessing. Seeing the beautiful world of Yours is the nikmat which You blessed me to. Increased my iman, so that the heaven of Yours will be the perfect end for me. For You I seek blessing, and for You i seek protection."

"Remember when your Lord said to you, 'If you give thanks, I shall give you greater (favours), but if you deny the Truth, know that my retribution is severe"

(14:7)


Illaliqa'. Wassalam. :D

Monday, October 22, 2012

Life Here

Assalamualaikum, in the name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful,
All praise to Him, the splendid Ruler of the world, and salawah upon Prophet Muhammad (PBUH).



I am man, who fancy nothing about cooking, but in order to survive, and saving as well, I try my best to satisfy the needs of my little tummy. Here, at Brunel University, halal food is a rare provision. Burgers and hot dog are the main thing we, the muslims can eat. A few vegetarian foods also are served. I never thought that to find halal food is this hard.

Despite the hardship of getting food on campus, alhamdulillah, I can get the raw ingredients from tesco and halal meat groceries in Uxbridge, a 30-45 minutes journey walk from Brunel. As my lecture schedule is getting pack day by day, I'm unable to go out that frequent. Though i'm not a good cooker, i'm learning, from friends and 'hentam koromo' skills, somehow it worked. :)


I know, i've posted quite a lot of picture, here and there. I know that some people might feel uneasy with me having fun over here. If you are one of them, please ask me to hide it from you, or you can just untick the notification of me on the fb. I don't want to hurt anybody, it's just I want tell my concern family and friends, that I'm doing fine over here, not to promote and boasting my whereabout.

I missed my mom a lot. Somehow, i flashback my time at home back then, when i peaked at praying room in my house, i always saw my mom, in telekung, sujud to Him, for quite a long time. She prayed and prayed for our family's bless, hoping the best for her children. I want to make her proud, I want her to know that, her sacrifice is worthy, and I will be a good and obedient son. Insya-Allah.


"O Allah, for you I left my family, and friends. For you I asked for guidance and protection for them. Please shower your unlimited bless upon these important people of mine, as I love and care them a lot. Surely, indeed you are the Most Powerful and Greatness."






It's rare to hear adhan over here. When I heard one, my heart feel at ease, despite the burden I carried, despite the fun i'm having, but my tears can't stop flowing. Allah, how i miss those moment in Malaysia.

Illaliqa'. Wassalam.

Thursday, September 27, 2012

I Am Here, London.

Assalamualaikum, in the name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful,
All praise to Him, the Supreme Ruler of world, and Prophet Muhammad PBUH.


This is the start of my new journey, where thousands of miles separate us. I come to win, to gain knowledge, to experience what different. I am strong and aim to be stronger.


I still can't believe it, the day they sent me to the airport, which is a few days ago. What suprised me the most is, nobody cried as I leave them, especially me, who will be far far away, thousands of miles from my beloved ones. This is what I've chosen, to be away, to fight for my way.


I still remember, as I descended to the immigration counter, I saw mom, waving at me, her last wave (at least for now), watching me go. I'm hoping to see them again. That time, all joy fled, switched with curiosity and fear. Curiosity about how the people out there, the other side of the world and fear, whether I can survive or not. All I have is Allah, watching over me every second.

brunel brothers and cardiff sisters

Alhamdulillah, I have arrived at London, and trying myself to cope up with the whether, as it is very cold and raining cat and dog. I saw various of places, met a lot of people and learning new things. Though the culture is somewhat way too different than ours in Malaysia, I don't yet sink into the darkness of the west as that is not the reason I came here.


I'm here to fight, for the sake of Allah and His religions. I want to gain knowledge to my heart's content, I need to bring back a scroll of cert, where my mom will be proud of. Also, I want to show the western civilization, what Islam is, though I'm not making any progress yet, but Insya-Allah if Allah help me, I can do it.

the road to london

I need to be strong, I can't halt my improvement here. Although I'm missing them badly, I must go on, and strive for the future. I don't need unnecessary things which can affect me. Heartless and androids shall I be. And friends out there, who share mutual experience as mine, lets do our best for we are the chosen one, to lead the future one day. Insya-Allah.



p/s: it's very hard to endure all this sickness feeling, people invited me to drink and stuff, the kitchen was reek of the smell of tobacco and alcohol, partying until the morning, its way too different, but alhamdulillah so far, I managed to avoid them.

Pray to Allah, remember Him, He will remember you.

missing them a lot. haih, camane la 3 tahun ni. 

Illaliqa'. Wassalam.

pp/s: old feeling, shoo shoo! -,-

Thursday, August 23, 2012

Ramadhan gone, Syawal Came. Aidilfitri 1433H.

Assalamualaikum, in the name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful,
All praise to Allah, the Ruler of the world, and salawah upon Prophet Muhammad PBUH.

30 days of ramadhan, past without a doubt,
Aidilfitri came to take place, a day of rahmah,
for us Muslims, after such battle, war against lust and desire,
ramadhan is a tarbiyah medium for those who wanted to change,
and be a success for those who managed. :)

There this feeling, recite deep inside my heart,
telling me, "what if this is my last ramadhan?"
chills went down my spine,
and tears began flooding my eyes.

As august speeding itself, for september getting ready,
some voice kept telling me, "this might be the last syawal with your family, enjoy it,"
getting to the fact, that in a month time, I will further my study abroad,
away from my culture, my neighborhood, and my family,
though our bonding is not that strong,
but they are the best family I can pray to born in.

I have to be strong, for the future. Insya-Allah.

Oh hey, I don't mean to create a sad atmosphere, it's a festive season guys, chill out.

Selamat Hari Raya, Maaf Zahir Dan Batin guys. :)



May God ease my future, give strength for me to hold on to the promised jannah. I hope Mara & Brunel can process my application faster and smoother.

Insya-Allah. :)

Illaliqa'. Wassalam.

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Hubungan dengan Allah..

Assalamualaikum, dengan nama Allah, yang Maha Pemurah, lagi Maha Penyayang,
Segala puji bagi Allah, Tuhan semesta alam, salawah kepada junjungan besar Nabi Muhammad SAW.

First and foremost, i would like to share a little bit about a motivational talk during my school years. Obviously, bila kita nak exam besar ni, mesti banyak la kan ceramah2 motivasi pihak sekolah adakan, and here is one of them. 



Saya pasti manusia sekarang mempunyai handphone. Daripada budak sekolah rendah hinggalah datuk nenek kat kampung, mesti adalah. Persoalannya, bagi handphone ni la kan, what's the most important thing for it to be function? Keypad? Screen? On-off button? Nah, the line. Yep, line, yang korang dok terjah bila nak call orang tu.



Ok, untuk memastikan phone korang ni berfungsi, line ni mesti la ade kan? so, camane dengan manusia? apa yang penting? Kerjasama? Tettttt!!! Line juga, tapi line apa? line dengan Tuhan yakni bagi kita Allah. Kalau line kita dengan Allah itu clear, baik, smooth dan sewaktu dengannya, insya-Allah semua yang kita buat akan mendapat baraqah dan naungan Ilahi. Bukan senang woo nak dapat line dengan Allah, orang yang terpilih je tau. Tapi, nak tahu tak, Allah ni Maha Penyayang. 

"He who has Allah, has everything."

Moderator tu bertanya kepada student, pernah tak benda yang kita idam2kan, tiba2 terjadi dengan sendirinya. Misalanya perempuan la kan, selalu ingat nak baju raya baru tapi tak ada pitih, then tup2 ayah bawak pergi boutique beli baju raya lip lap tanpa anda minta pun. Well, Allah kan Maha Mendengar, mesti bersyukur gila kan?

Ada juga certain2 time, masa saya di asrama, mengidam gila kat donut Big Apple, tapi tak mengandung la. Saya tak cakap pun kat sapa2 untuk dalam sebulan, tahan tu mengidam tu, then time balik bermalam, jeng jeng jeng, ade 6 donut Big Apple dalam peti ais. Wah, gila magik!


Lagi satu berlaku beberapa hari lepas, time nak cari makanan kat bazar ramadhan. Saya dalam dilema nak beli pulut panggang atau roti jala. Memandangkan pulut panggang tak dijumpai, roti jala je dibedalnya. Then when my mom got home, she brought me pulut panggang, magik sekali lagi! wah!

That's it. The power of the link. Between a servant and Allah. Even the one we don't request verbally, Allah always knew. See how gracious He is. Even we done a lot of mistakes, He is willing to accept us, our repent, our taubah. Allah sangat sweet kan?

"And the servants of (Allah) Most Gracious are those who walk on the earth with humility, and when the ignorant address them, the say, "Peace!"" (25:63)

Salah satu cara, untuk kita mendapatkan Allah's mercy, adalah dengan mengamalkan ayat di atas. Jadilah orang yang humble di muka bumi ini. :)

"Mungkin saja amalnya (orang itu) yang sikit diterima Allah, dan mungkin saja amal kita (diri sendiri) yang berdozen2 tu tidak dipandang Allah."



p/s: dah lama mengidam nak makan nasi lemak utk sahur... alhamdulillah esok mama prepare... :)

Illaliqa'. Wassalam. :)

Saturday, June 16, 2012

Travelog: Sawat-dee-kap

Assalamualaikum, in the name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful,
All praise to Allah, the Supreme Ruler of this beautiful world, and salawat for His Prophet (PBUH).


Well, this is rather reckless journey, because somehow this trip wasn't really planned at all. It was just my mom suddenly got an outstation meeting with the United Nation at Bangkok, and I asked her whether am I allowed to tag along. I promised to be good, I'll never interfere with her conference and all (like a puppy begging for a food) and then she said yes. Alhamdulillah. Free from the house at last.

oh yess, thank you mom.. :)

First thing I saw upon arriving in Bangkok was the mass crowd of the people, much similar to KL. There were a lot of people over there, regardless of their ages, faith and races. Then, the taxi. I noticed that on a weekdays, there were more taxi and tuk-tuk (guess you have to google it, quite an interesting kind of mobility means in Bangkok) than private vehicle. The taxis were the best, all of them were Toyota Corolla although the driver said that there were some of Proton taxis at the outskirt of Thailand. So, if you are driving a Corolla in Malaysia, it means you are a taxi driver. Sad story. Hehehe.


Then, it's about the means of communications. If I went to Sydney and the local people are having trouble understanding me, contradict to Bangkok, we are having trouble to understand them. Honestly, most people local people didn't speak english very good as well as master the language, and it was hard to make a single conversation with them, the taxi driver in particular. There were a few who understood english but with the twist pronunciation of 'R' with 'L'. Everyday, room service came to my room and said "Do you have launly?" Launly = laundry. At first, it was quite hard to understand it, but as time flew, some of the words seem to trigger the sentences in my mind. They even called 'Hard Rock Cafe' with 'Had Lok Kefe', sounds funny right? Haha.


It was a challenge to find a halal restaurant in this city where majority of them are buddha believer. Alhamdulillah, there were a few small restaurant that served halal food, and good dishes. I'm starving everyday. Haha. Although there were apparels everywhere selling with good prices, but most of them never caught my temptation. My mom did. She bought a lot, yeah, her money of course she can spent the way she wanted to. Thai silk is a trademark of the people and i'm not really that fond of fabric, but somehow it was a relieved to see my mom, having her time to shop. I still remember she said that it was a long time since she bought anything for herself, yeah, she spent a lot for us in past and now I let her enjoy her fortune of shopping. Haha.


It was a great experience to have when you are abroad, learning new things, meeting various kind of people, going to a lot of places and many more. Alhamdulillah thanks to Allah for giving me this kind of opportunity for me to travel to see Your beautiful creations from different angle of perceptions. I'm sorry this post is lack of picture, as I left my camera home, and the picture taken mostly come from my mom phone. I'll upload it to my fb account later. Chillax.

maybe after this it's a visit to the moon perhaps? :)

From this journey, I've learnt that not all of us are very fortunate to begin with, some strive from the bottom to the top and some start their journey with the fortune inherited from their kin. I've met lotto sellers, monks, and various types of people. And I saw wide range of people gratitude for what they have instead of people who never satisfied searching for wealthiness and property.


"The most rich people is the one who be grateful."

sorry mom, if i've ever interrupted your working schedule. :D

p/s: Hey, aweks2 from Bangkok are not so bad. Hehe. It's hard to shift your head down. Masya-Allah. Bangkok is a good place to go. If you have the opportunity to go, don't waste it. :)

Illaliqa'. Wassalam.
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