beauty of what was
lies in
showing the present,
its way back to the future.
26 May 2011
24 May 2011
23 May 2011
21 May 2011
Akar
Tidak ubah seperti lidah,
tiap kata yang terungkap,
ada akarnya.
Akarnya hati.
Maka perhatikan pula hatimu,
pada apa akarnya berpaut.
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Ayat terajang diri sendiri. Arghhhhh!
19 May 2011
Repost : Baca
Terjumpa catatan kasar ini ketika mengemas lecture note dan buku Physiology. Sebagai peringatan buat diri.
Teringat bahawa buku ini bukan ilmu, ia wasilah. Allah yang mengurniakan ilmu. Allah, Tuhan semasa senang lenang, susah tertekan. Tuhan musim exam dan musim-cuti-lepak-rumah-tak-buat-apa-sangat.
Kita mengadu. DIA mendengar.
" Bukan berapa banyak kau baca,
tapi berapa banyak kau faham.
Dan kemudian,
bukan berapa banyak kau faham,
tapi berapa banyak yang mendapat redha Tuhan."
Teringat bahawa buku ini bukan ilmu, ia wasilah. Allah yang mengurniakan ilmu. Allah, Tuhan semasa senang lenang, susah tertekan. Tuhan musim exam dan musim-cuti-lepak-rumah-tak-buat-apa-sangat.
Kita mengadu. DIA mendengar.
17 May 2011
Gemerlapan II
Bicaramu lewat semalam
lantas mengingatkan
bintang yang kita pohon
masih terang gemerlapan.
Kita damba cuma
esok bersetia
memeluk cahayanya
kerna siapa tahu
sedalam mana
luka dan duka
yang ia tahankan
demi sezaman senyuman.
23: 48 malam
17/ 5 / 2011
lantas mengingatkan
bintang yang kita pohon
masih terang gemerlapan.
Kita damba cuma
esok bersetia
memeluk cahayanya
kerna siapa tahu
sedalam mana
luka dan duka
yang ia tahankan
demi sezaman senyuman.
23: 48 malam
17/ 5 / 2011
16 May 2011
Selamat Hari Guru ( Buat Mak dan Abah )
I do prefer to wish both my parents 'happy teacher's day' rather than 'happy mother's day' or 'happy father's day'. Well, obvious, isn't it? It'll make one of them jealous. haha.
As Buya HAMKA put it in Lembaga Hidup,
"Kerana akal budi itu adalah laksana berlian yang baru keluar dari tambang, masih kotor dan belum berkilat. Adalah guru yang menjadi tukang gosoknya dan membersihkannya, sehingga menjadi berlian yang berharga. Meskipun guru tidak akan dikatakan lebih daripada ibu bapa, tetapi janganlah dikatakan kurang."
Indeed.
For my case, berganda-gandalah darjat guru a.k.a ibu bapa tu kan.
I really am glad, finding myself a son of teachers. Proud too.
For years, there's 'tradition' in mom's school whereby a student, trained by mom, will recite her newly written poem about teachers during assembly. I wonder how it goes this year. I wonder about the poem; how different it would be from the past years, or will it simply delve further into the same theme; hope, sacrifice of teachers.
As for abah, happy teachers day too. For your knowledge, I'm going to take farm animal as elective course next sem. haha. Kat sini takde lak ajar nak tanam sawit, durian, jagung, kalau tak mesti abang dah amik yang itu. Farm animal kira ada iras-iraslah kan kan. hah. Abah 'works' as part time farmer. It was while spending time with him in kebun that I think he taught me the most. Or, actually, that's when I'm 'absorptive' enough. Of survival, of vision, of 'anak lelaki langkah mesti panjang'. Kalau nanti balik abang macam malas turun kebun, abah boleh ungkit baliklah yang ini, abang dah tolong sediakan. haha.
Jarang menulis tentang abah. Teringat si bapa yang meminta dituliskan puisi dalam 3Hati 2Dunia 1Cinta.
"Eh, udah bikinin belum puisi buat abah?"
"Ada bah. Belum ditulisi. Tapi sudah ada di hati Ocid"
Terharu.
Abah tak pernah mintak kan, sebab tu abang tak bagi. ha.
Ha, cuma satu je rasa rugi. Mak Abah tak cakap jawa kat rumah. Lemahlah penguasaan abang dalam bahasa tu. Wong ngomong orak iso mbales. ( Alasan..Hanis punya Jawa mantap je. Khamim dan abangnya tak berapa. )
______________________________________________________
English teachers are the most influential in my life.
Sir Ibrahim.
Teacher Aminah.
Teacher Ainiah.
Teacher Rusiah.
Teacher Vanitha.
Teacher Iqma.
Teacher Norkiah.
Teacher Husniza.
Setuju tak Wan, Kinah???
Don't know why. Maybe, somehow, I was involved directly with them.
Choral speaking, Public Speaking, Debate, blablabla...
Those were the days.
I'm awake, alive, enthusiastic.
That explains why this entry is written in English. Albeit with a 'berkarat' one. =)
Thank you so much.
Hari Guru SAMBEST 2004
( Rindu lak nak dengar ucapan Cikgu Buang, Puan Saadah. Jugak boleh tengok legend2 sekolah masa muda, Abang Nadir, Abang Fathi, Abang Syed Ahmad Izzat ( fergh ) )
Hari Guru SAMBEST 2009
____________________________________________________
Selamat hari guru buat semua!
Selamat hari guru buat diri sendiri (?).
___________________________________________________
Tanpa peperiksaan pun,
guru sentiasa mesti dihargakan.
=)
As Buya HAMKA put it in Lembaga Hidup,
"Kerana akal budi itu adalah laksana berlian yang baru keluar dari tambang, masih kotor dan belum berkilat. Adalah guru yang menjadi tukang gosoknya dan membersihkannya, sehingga menjadi berlian yang berharga. Meskipun guru tidak akan dikatakan lebih daripada ibu bapa, tetapi janganlah dikatakan kurang."
Indeed.
For my case, berganda-gandalah darjat guru a.k.a ibu bapa tu kan.
I really am glad, finding myself a son of teachers. Proud too.
For years, there's 'tradition' in mom's school whereby a student, trained by mom, will recite her newly written poem about teachers during assembly. I wonder how it goes this year. I wonder about the poem; how different it would be from the past years, or will it simply delve further into the same theme; hope, sacrifice of teachers.
As for abah, happy teachers day too. For your knowledge, I'm going to take farm animal as elective course next sem. haha. Kat sini takde lak ajar nak tanam sawit, durian, jagung, kalau tak mesti abang dah amik yang itu. Farm animal kira ada iras-iraslah kan kan. hah. Abah 'works' as part time farmer. It was while spending time with him in kebun that I think he taught me the most. Or, actually, that's when I'm 'absorptive' enough. Of survival, of vision, of 'anak lelaki langkah mesti panjang'. Kalau nanti balik abang macam malas turun kebun, abah boleh ungkit baliklah yang ini, abang dah tolong sediakan. haha.
Jarang menulis tentang abah. Teringat si bapa yang meminta dituliskan puisi dalam 3Hati 2Dunia 1Cinta.
"Eh, udah bikinin belum puisi buat abah?"
"Ada bah. Belum ditulisi. Tapi sudah ada di hati Ocid"
Terharu.
Abah tak pernah mintak kan, sebab tu abang tak bagi. ha.
Ha, cuma satu je rasa rugi. Mak Abah tak cakap jawa kat rumah. Lemahlah penguasaan abang dalam bahasa tu. Wong ngomong orak iso mbales. ( Alasan..Hanis punya Jawa mantap je. Khamim dan abangnya tak berapa. )
______________________________________________________
English teachers are the most influential in my life.
Sir Ibrahim.
Teacher Aminah.
Teacher Ainiah.
Teacher Rusiah.
Teacher Vanitha.
Teacher Iqma.
Teacher Norkiah.
Teacher Husniza.
Setuju tak Wan, Kinah???
Don't know why. Maybe, somehow, I was involved directly with them.
Choral speaking, Public Speaking, Debate, blablabla...
Those were the days.
I'm awake, alive, enthusiastic.
That explains why this entry is written in English. Albeit with a 'berkarat' one. =)
Thank you so much.
Hari Guru SAMBEST 2004
( Rindu lak nak dengar ucapan Cikgu Buang, Puan Saadah. Jugak boleh tengok legend2 sekolah masa muda, Abang Nadir, Abang Fathi, Abang Syed Ahmad Izzat ( fergh ) )
Hari Guru SAMBEST 2009
____________________________________________________
Selamat hari guru buat semua!
Selamat hari guru buat diri sendiri (?).
___________________________________________________
Tanpa peperiksaan pun,
guru sentiasa mesti dihargakan.
=)
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