Bagai jawi makan.

Makan.
Makan.
Makan.

Bila kita makan sesuatu makanan yang biasa kita makan, lepas baca Bismillah, kita bukak mulut dan terus makan. Kita dah tahu rasanya, masamnya, manisnya, pedasnya dsbnya.

Berbeza pula dengan makanan yg kita tak pernah makan. Kita akan berhati-hati sebelum makan. Kita akan bertanya macam mana nak makan makanan ni, apa ramuannya, siapa yang masaknya, atau beli kat mana, dan soalan-soalan macam tiada pengakhirannya. Bukannya apa, kita nak pastikan rasanya kita boleh terima. Al maklumlah, takut terbelahak pulak masa mengunyah. Betul tak?

Bila kita dah kurang rasa sangsi, kita akan gigit sedikit sahaja atau ambil setakat hujung sudu atau hujung jari, nak rasa dulu. Lepas tu kita kunyah perlahan-lahan sambil buat mimik muka macam tak suka. Bila kita rasa tak sedap, kita berhenti setakat tu je. Tapi bila sedap, kita habiskan apa yg diberi dan mungkin kita mintak lagi.

Bagai jawi makan, dimamah dahulu baru ditelan.

Berbeza pula dengan maklumat yang kita terima. Adakah kita berhati-hati sebelum kita menghebahkannya? Atau dapat aje, kita terus telan. Tak cukup dengan itu, kita belahakkan dan hidang pulak kat orang lain? Atau kita cari apa saja maklumat asalkan kenyang? Memang di internet mudah mendapatkan dan menyampaikan maklumat.

Anak jiran anda yang berusia belasan tahun mampu menulis di internet semudah itu, dengan menggunakan nama samaran. Dan anda mebacanya kerana ditulis seorang yang berkaliber, jujur dan pakar dalam bidangnya.

Sedangkan ikan di pasar kita memilih yang terbaik untuk dihidangkan, inikan pulak perkara yang mungkin ada kaitan dengan fitnah.

Jika kita tidak memilih maklumat, tidak mengasingkan mana yg betul mana yg salah, semua kita anggap betul belaka, tiadalah beza dengan resmi babi yang makan apa sahaja, dan terus makan walaupun kenyang. Tak dapat dicari, disondolnya tanah, hingga terkeluar cacing dari hidungnya.

Nauzubillah.

Cicir dipungut. Hilang dicari.

Kebiasaan bila kita membeli ikan, kita akan tanya brp sekilo? Belum pernah kita bertanya bila ikan tu mati sebenarnya. Pernahkah anda bertanya soalan tu? Tak pernah kan?

Kerana kita rasa kita ada kemahiran utk menentukan tahap kesegaran ikan di atas pangkin. Kita tekan perut, tengok pecah atau tidak perutnya. Kalau pecah, kita tak ambil. Kalau tak pecah, kita tekan kuat sedikit dan berulangkali. Bila sah tak pecah, kita rasa ikan tu elok. Lepas tu kita tengok mata ikan. Kalau merah, kita tak ambil. Kemudian kita lihat insang. Kalau masih berdarah, kita ambil sebab ikan tu masih segar dan baru mati, ikut ilmu yang kita ada.

Apa yang kita tidak tahu ialah, kadang-kadang tauke ikan terbalikkan ikan tu kepala ke bawah supaya darah dari perut turun dan insang warna merah.

Dalam berhati-hati, kita terkena.

Sedangkan ikan yang kita beli kita berhati-hati memilih. Kita hendak yang terbaik untuk dihidangkan di atas meja, menjadi jamahan keluarga dan sahabat handai.

Dalam hal-hal yang jauh lebih serius, kita kurang berhati-hati apabila membuat andaian, telahan, keputusan. Kita beranggapan kita jauh lebih tahu dari orang lain. Kita tidak bertanya dari mana sumber cerita, siapa pembawa cerita. Kita tidak ambil kesah. Yang penting bagi kita ialah kita mesti berkata sesuatu dan mesti dihebahkan secepat dan kepada seramai mungkin.

Ada juga yang berhati-hati bila mendengar atau membaca satu perkhabaran. Pelbagai soalan ditanya untuk menentukan kesahihan. Dalam banyak-banyak jawapan yang kita terima, mungkin ada satu atau dua yang tidak dijelaskan sepenuhnya. Dan kita yakin cerita itu benar dan sahih dan kita mula sebarkan, tanpa mengetahui ikan tadi telah diterbalikkan agar darah turun ke insang. Kita tidak sedar yang kita sudah terkena.

Kita tidak pernah belajar dari kesilapan dan sukar menerima teguran. itu yang menjadikan kita ni cerdik tidak boleh diikut, bodoh tak boleh diajar.

Cicir dipungut.
Hilang dicari.
Sentiasa merungut.
Masa dicuri.

Tak tahu bertanya.
Tak pasti siasat.
Malu bertanya.
Jalan sesat.

Are you with me?

My friends in fb + their friends in fb, I think account to not more than 0.001% of Malaysian population.

But, death because of cancer is more often appeared on my wall for the past one month than any other causes.

I salute those who are bravely fighting cancer head on. And for their families, I hope they have the strength to encourage their sick loved ones to soldier on.

For the surviving family members, I wish they find solace in prayers and doa. Only to ALLAH, The Most gracious The most Merciful we say our prayer.

And to Him alone that I put forward my wish that one day cancer is just a zodiac sign.

Kita nak buktikan bumi ini bulat ke apa?

1. Bila kita bercakap, kita mengulangi apa yang kita sudah tahu.

2. Cuba try test mendengar pula. Mungkin kita akan mempelajari sesuatu perkara baru.

3. Jauh lebih ramai manusia yang sengsara kerana keceluparan mulut dari kepekaan daya pendengarannya.

4. ALLAH jadikan telinga ada sebabnya. Bukan sekadar melengkapkan rupa, malahan letaknya di kiri dan kanan mata, atas sedikit dari mulut.

5. Ada yang capang, ada yang kecil.Yang terlebih mahir tu, dengan izinNYa juga, boleh digerak-kan cuping telinga tu.

6. Bila kita gunakan deria pendengaran, kekadang kita terdengar suara-suara yang tidak pernah kita dengar selama ini.

7. Kita mungkin dengar buat kali pertamanya rintihan anak-anak yang inginkan perhatian. Suara manja suami/isteri yang minta dibelai. Kegelisahan mereka yang berinteraksi dengan kita saban hari.

8. Dan mungkin juga keluh kesah ibubapa kita yang menuntut masa dan perhatian kita.

9. Saya nak berkongsi satu rahsia, iaitu fungsi utama telinga adalah untuk mendengar.

Not now son!

We were all busy with something all the time. There were times when our children were very inquisitive, we just ignored their questions. 'Not now son!' was our best defense to shoo them away as they were disturbing us.

Do you know that at around age 4, children have a lot in their mind that they need answer or explanation?

That's why we were bombarded with a lot of questions from them. Some we can answer, while most of the time, we were just clueless. 

'Not now son!'

As they were growing up, they needed more from us. They came at the wrong time, they asked the wrong questions, they are just a nuisance. That much we believed in. We took their craving for attention for granted. Sometimes, even before they opened their mouth, we signaled them to just shut up or go away.

Before we realised it, our kids have grown up and they are teenagers. They spent more times outside as they look for escapism. In the outside world, they look for a father figure which we so blatantly failed. They were easily influenced by their peers as they know they can't get any guidance from us. They very much remember our tone when we said 'not now son!'

One find day, you suddenly decided to assume the role of a father when you realised that your grown up son needed some fatherly advice.

Son, I want to.....

'Not now dad!'

Cantas.

Pokok yang dicantas dahannya, mungkin ambil masa yang lama nak tumbuh kembali. Kekadang tu, jenuh nak tunggu berpucuk, akhirnya dahan tu mati.

Kalau dahan tu menghalang sesuatu, maka eloklah dicantas. Jangan diusik bahagian lain pokok tersebut, setidaknya dapat memberi keteduhan. Tapi jangan ditebang pokok tu. Kalau tinggal tunggul, merbahaya jugak. Takut2 ada yang tersadung kaki lalu terjatuh.

Cantas jika perlu dan bersebab, supaya kurang orang persoalkan tindakan kita. Jangan cantas hanya kerana semak mata kita memandangnya.

Who will win?

Wise Man: Son, inside everyone of us, there is a wolf and a deer. Who do you think will win?

Disciple: Of course the wolf as it is a born predator.

Wise Man: You see, the deer is akin to your good side. While the wolf represents your bad behaviour. Between the good (deer) and the bad (wolf), the winner is the one that you feed regularly.

Disciple: Thank you Wise Man.

Kuatkah kita?

Di satu daerah terpencil di Kepulauan Solomon, penduduknya mengamalkan kehidupan berpindah randah. Komuniti tersebut tidak mempunyai peralatan moden untuk bertani. Tetapi mereka tiada sebarang masalah untuk menjatuhkan pokok-pokok untuk melapangkan kawasan untuk dijadikan tapak penempatan dan bercucuk tanam. 

Apa yang mereka lakukan agak unik. Mereka akan berkumpul mengelilingi sebatang pokok dan mereka akan berjoget, menghentak-hentakkan kedua-dua belah kaki ke tanah sambil memarahi, memaki, mencaci pokok yang ingin dijatuhkan.

Dengan kuasa ALLAH, lama kelamaan, pokok tersebut mula menampakkan kelayuan pada daunnya, kekeringan pada dahan-dahanya dan akhirnya pokok tersebut akan mati.

Proses ini mengambil masa yang agak lama. Begitu juga dengan kehidupan kita. Kalau sentiasa dimarahi, dicaci, dimaki, dihina, dihambur dengan kata nista, kita akan layu dan tidak bermaya.

Akhirnya kita tersungkur di bumi bertuah.

The passing.

My beloved father passed away two days ago, Thursday 23rd May, 2013 around 5.50 in the evening. That morning I spent some time with him. This is what I wrote in my fb that morning before his passing.


To know that it'll happen and it will.
Your faith, strength and courage is tested simultaneously.

Oh ALLAH, THE MOST GRACIOUS, THE MOST MERCIFUL.


May ALLAH, the Almighty, the most Gracious, the most Merciful has mercy on my father's soul, brightens his grave, forgives him puts him in Jannah.

Friends, do pray for my late father.

Thank you in advance.

Between your mind and feelings.

You have a view on an issue. The other guy also has a view on that same issue, albeit a different kind of view. You found the view as unacceptable. The other guy disagree with your facts and challenged them. You felt agitated and tried to outwit the other guy.

I believe that most of us had been in that situation before. Either you are YOU or THE OTHER GUY.

First and foremost, comments have always been and will always be based on pre-determined perception or pre-conceived ideas. So, all our commentaries on an issue are conjured up to prove that point.

Speaking up or complaints are done the same way. You would only want to listen to things you want to hear.

Politicians are very good in providing an issue for the public to prove this. They say something for the people to interpret. So, commentaries runs into the hundreds and, believe me, you can improve your vocabulary along the way.

Blind loyalists will enhance what was being said, and sometimes certain cropped up facts were added along the way to support the issue being discussed. They are the true believers so much so that no one or nothing can shake their believe.

The opposing side will find fault. Yes! they are very good in that. This is their area of expertise.You can't challenge them. They have ready answers for all your queries. They answer you back by bombarding you with a barrage of unrelated questions. And you thought they want an answer? No! They already made up their mind and so foolish of you for trying to provide an answer to their questions.

Then come the fence sitters or the non-partisan. You politely chipped in with certain facts to highlight your point. You offer your explanation and it will be ignored as the two opposing sides have made up their mind. Even, an expert opinions, will not shake their believe.

Well, some people they prefer to stick to their believe no matter what. so, it is between what I want to hear and what you want to hear.

It is not about finding the truth after all.

Dalam hati ada landskap.

AWAS!

Baca boleh, buat jangan.

Biasalah bila berteman, si perempuan tertanya2 brp lama balak aku ni nak usung aku ke hulu ke hilir. Asik gi dating je. Bila agaknya nak antau wakil masuk meminang.

Betul tak?

Biasanya juga si lelaki yang cuba buat surprise masa nak melamar. ada tu yang melutut, konon2nya romantik. ada tu bawak pi mkn kat hotel atau restoran ekslusif diletaknya cincin dlm kek dsbnya. Awek pulak bila tergigit cincin, buat2 terperanjat dan tak tahu cincin tu utk apa dan siapa. Hehehe.

Ni aku nak bagi satu cadangan kat awek2 yg dah lama nau menunggu.

Hangpa pi booking satu meja kat restoran yg ada org menyanyi. paling best kalau yg jenis acapella. Siapkan liriknya sekali.

Hang ajak balak hang pi restoran tu. Masa tengah makan, hang bagi signal kat penyanyi tu sughuh ghapat kat meja. Si lelaki mesti herankan? hehehe. dan balak tu akan terperanjat bila penanyi tu berdendang dgn bait2 di bawah...

Kalaulah tuan mengutip pinang

Kumpulkan ia di dalam dulang

Bilalah abang nak masuk meminang

Ayah dan emak tidak menghalang

Dalam hati ada landskap

Taman bunga kencana dewi

Hidup saya tidak lengkap

Selagi tidak menjadi isteri

Pakai baju merah

Seluar warna ungu

Abang jangan marah

Saya dah lama menunggu

Hehehe.

Baca boleh, buat jangan ya.

Pongpongalong

It was on the 4th of January 2013, after Friday prayer. As I was entertaining a couple from Felda Chemomoi in my kitchen, I received a call from my fellow alumni, sdara Khairi Anuar aka Baduk. He asked whether I knew about the passing of the late Hj Anuar Yatim? My visitors saw the change on my face and they started to console me. After confirming the passing of a great sdarian, I started to send smses and update my fb.

So much I want to share here but I couldn't fight my tears. It took me more than a month to really found the courage to write this piece.

I first met this great sdarian in 2005. We had our tt session at Subaidah MITC that night. He was with his walking stick. While we were busy eating and sharing good stories, he was busy at the counter, payinbg for the foods and drinks. He was all smile. Indeed, he smiles a lot. Through out his living years, as Kak Zah once told me, "Abg Nuar kau memang sentiasa senyum.' Which I found out to be true. As his health deteriorated, his smiling face was all I see.

Before I met him, I was not keen to get involve in SDARA, my alumni. After meeting this great personality, I started to question my refusal to play a role in my alumni. It started when I got 'elected' to head the Melaka committe for the Kembara SDARA in 2005. The three of us, namely Hj Muhammad and the late Hj Anuar Yatim, really put our heart, mind, soul and money to be part of this excellent activity. We went to JB, Seremban, KL and of course Melaka for our fortnightly meeting to make sura that this program would run smoothly. Later, Hj Azhar Ismaun got involved as he is our permanent MC.

Hj Anuar's spirit and determinatain, though he had difficulty to start walking, really put myself to shame. And I said to myself if this super senior, who needed an impetus to walk, can commit his time, enegry and money, why shouldn"t me? There were a few hilarious moment when I forgot to jump start Hj anuar to walk. After walking for a few minutes then only I realised that Hj anuar was standing still far behind. So I ran back to him while laughing and apologising.

After Kembara was done, we had a few programmes in Melaka. We had a few iftar and hari raya gatherings, apart from our usual SDARA Melaka monthly breakfast. All these gatherings, the late Hj Anuar was part of the success story. As he became more dependent, his absence from our breakfast was deeply missed by all, especially myself. Since he can't come, we had a few gatherings at his house, either by Melaka Chapter or by his batch mates. one thing that I realised was that, we in Melaka, namely SDARA Melaka, we had less gatherings or none at all since Hj Anuar's condition worsened. Maybe we missed his aura and charm to move. That was his great influence to SDARA Melaka.

His passing on the 4th of January has left e deep hole in my heart. Hollow would be best to describe losing a great sdarian. The always smiling sdarian. May ALLAH grants the late Hj Anuar jannah, forgive his sins and light up his grave. For all of us, who are still above ground, please make a special dua for our great sdarian.

'Sikit soghe' was his trademark quote.

Below are the pictures courtesy of Hj Suffian Yahya, fiver 80.