I dont have nowhere to keep it, so i keep it in my drafts;facebook.
It was a text from ibu...she wrote:
we LOVE U SO MUCH DEAR,KAMI tpaksa serahkn pd ALLAH utk mjaga ky dsana
I'm missing everyone.
Monday, August 16, 2010
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
written by 'izzah

Ramadhan itu
Pada sandaran tembok berukir
Dalam tenang hamparan masjid
Menemukan aku dengan Umaimah
Galak matanya menguntum rindu
Halus tawanya memekar sayang
Malam itu
Kala aku berjeda nafas melagukan mushaf
Juwairiyah melabuh duduk di pinggir simpuh
*khalah ‘aisyah ! Ramadhan madhi arafftu khalah aisyah
Haza Ramadhan, araftuki khalah 'aisyah!
Lalu ikal pekat rambut Juwairiyah kuluruti
Anak itu sungguh-sungguh membekas cinta.
Masjid itu
Berbakti merajut ukhwah
Antara aku dan Mariah Qibtiyah
Bersih wajahnya dilapisi jilbab hitam
Mengintai sorok bening matanya
Khalah ‘aisyah hal anti talbisu khimar?
Bibir delima itu menawar ramah
Kubalas dengan rangkul kasih buatmu Mariah
Iktikaf itu
bagai sebuah taman bertabur kemilau lazuardi
pada teduh wajah saajidin mengirim doa pada Tuhan
pada melodi sendu saajidat membenam dosa di lewat sujud
pada perindu akhirat menjamah inti mushaf merai nuzul
sungguh!
Kusaksikan lingkaran cemerlang cahaya menyimbah bumi
Membawa segenap roh para muktafikin ke syurga
Hari ini
Aku datangi pintu masjid
Merisik khabar tetamu Allah asyik di rentang sejadah
Umaimah mendepa tangan mengharap sebuah dakapan
khalah! Khalah!
Wajahnya membenam dalam erat pelukku
khalah, sarjai’ ilal Yemen abadan
Sebuah pertemuan yang berisi perpisahan
Lapisan kaca retak berderai dalam kucup buatmu Umaimah.
Duhai Ramadhan
Sebuah hadiah dari Tuhan
Akanku lepaskan ke dermaga illahi
Benar!
Persinggahanmu menjirus aksara cinta!
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
When a man meets a woman

Bismillah
No, there's no courtship or 'fell in love' scene that happened.
I was about to feed Hadi. My routine after he woke up and change his nappy. As i entered the kitchen and start mixing the rice with water, there was a knock on the door. I left Hadi at the baby chair and walked towards the door.
I opened the door.
Assalamualaikum..he said.
He wore glasses, grey thobe and kufi. He brought a desert with him.
I replied the greeting.
I was holding the door, I immediately knew I cant invite him in.
As soon as he sees me, he moves behind the door, which was a decorated glass. Barely seeing him. Only the desert was visible.
Is this Dr. Zarina's house?..he said
I replied yes.
Can you call Abdul Azim for me?
I left the door ajar. I called Azim a few times, even went upstairs...
But he didn't hear me. Too tired perhaps after we went swimming in NAC yesterday.
I came back to the 'invisible man' at the door.
Sorry, i dont think he hears me..I said
"Its ok, can you just tell him that *** came. And can you help give this to him"
Thank you sister. Assalamualaikum.
I knew him. Dont worry, he's married.
I was amazed by such attitude. Some might think it is rude. But, in our beautiful religion, this what we call good manners. What? You think by talking behind a screen will make your conversation with your non mahram complicated?
NO
NO
NO
I hope every muslim practice the manners when communicating between the opposite gender, be it brother or sister.
It's easy to write it here. May Allah give the strength to do so inshaAllah.
بِسۡمِ ٱللهِ ٱلرَّحۡمَـٰنِ ٱلرَّحِيمِ
قُل لِّلۡمُؤۡمِنِينَ يَغُضُّواْ مِنۡ أَبۡصَـٰرِهِمۡ وَيَحۡفَظُواْ فُرُوجَهُمۡۚ ذَٲلِكَ أَزۡكَىٰ لَهُمۡۗ إِنَّ ٱللَّهَ خَبِيرُۢ بِمَا يَصۡنَعُونَ (٣٠) وَقُل لِّلۡمُؤۡمِنَـٰتِ يَغۡضُضۡنَ مِنۡ أَبۡصَـٰرِهِنَّ وَيَحۡفَظۡنَ فُرُوجَهُنَّ وَلَا يُبۡدِينَ زِينَتَهُنَّ إِلَّا مَا ظَهَرَ مِنۡهَاۖ وَلۡيَضۡرِبۡنَ بِخُمُرِهِنَّ عَلَىٰ جُيُوبِہِنَّۖ
Mafhum ayah 30-31 an noor
Tell the believing men to lower their gaze and be modest. That is purer for them. Lo! Allah is aware of what they do. (30)
And tell the believing women to lower their gaze and be modest, and to display of their adornment only that which is apparent, and to draw their veils over their bosoms.....(31)
Friday, August 6, 2010
Mother of The Believers
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Ramadhan songs

current favourite
Baru perasan, hujung lagu ini ada diceritakan tentang pembunuhan Saidina Ali karamallahu wajhah. Hmmm
Evergreen favourite:)
Mariam would love this!
This one Mariam dah hafal:)
Ada doa buka puasa, always my favourite^^
Memang suka:)
Don't wish me Happy Birthday

Bismillah
Garang bunyi. Ya, ia hampir berbunyi fi'il amar. Saya mahu sambut harijadi saya mengikut kalendar hijrah. Selama ini tidak terfikir untuk buat. Setelah saya membuat semakan, harijadi saya jatuh pada tanggal 23 Raby` al-THaany/Rabi'ul akhir.
I was born on Tuesday 23 Raby` al-THaany 1408 A.H. And it comes with a 'warning' :)
There is a small probability of one day error
To change your Gregorian birthday to Hijri: click me
Footnote: Someone’s birthday is on syawal
Monday, July 5, 2010
Munajat
Wahdi fi dhulmati layli
Fi wahshati darbi
Hammi yuthqiluni
Dhanbi yu’limuni
Alone, in the darkness of my night
In the loneliness of my path
My worries weigh me down
My sins pain me
Wahdi, ad’uka wa arju
Min dhanbi ashku
Mali siwak
Ana fi himak
Alone, I supplicate to You and I hope
From my sins I complain
I have no one but You
I am at Your door
CHORUS:
Farham ‘abdan najak
Ya Allah, ya Allah
Anta alraja
Minka alhuda
Ya Allah, ya Allah
So forgive a servant who intimately calls You
O Allah, O Allah
You are all hope, From You is guidance
O Allah, O Allah
Rabbahu hudak
Ma ziltu asir
Wa’alal ‘isyan
Ma ‘udtu qadir
Fa’anir durubi
Waghfir dhunubi
Fa’anal faqir
O Allah give me your guidance
For I am still imprisoned
Of disobedience I am no longer capable
So illuminate my paths and forgive my sins
For I am poor and in need of You
Qad ‘adal qalbu
Fiddarbi yasir
Farihan mushtaqan
Lillahi yatir
Wa rajahu ridhaka
Yawma liqaka
Antal qadir
My heart has returned to walk on the path
Full of joy and longing, flying to God
And its only hope is gaining your pleasure
On the day of meeting You
You are the Omnipotent
CHORUS
A song to ponder on. Me especially. At this very moment...
When someone passed me a few islamic songs she said,
"These may be a form of entertainment for us, a good choice, but don't let your iman flows with the melody, strengthen it"
What a wise advice...thank you dear friend
Fi wahshati darbi
Hammi yuthqiluni
Dhanbi yu’limuni
Alone, in the darkness of my night
In the loneliness of my path
My worries weigh me down
My sins pain me
Wahdi, ad’uka wa arju
Min dhanbi ashku
Mali siwak
Ana fi himak
Alone, I supplicate to You and I hope
From my sins I complain
I have no one but You
I am at Your door
CHORUS:
Farham ‘abdan najak
Ya Allah, ya Allah
Anta alraja
Minka alhuda
Ya Allah, ya Allah
So forgive a servant who intimately calls You
O Allah, O Allah
You are all hope, From You is guidance
O Allah, O Allah
Rabbahu hudak
Ma ziltu asir
Wa’alal ‘isyan
Ma ‘udtu qadir
Fa’anir durubi
Waghfir dhunubi
Fa’anal faqir
O Allah give me your guidance
For I am still imprisoned
Of disobedience I am no longer capable
So illuminate my paths and forgive my sins
For I am poor and in need of You
Qad ‘adal qalbu
Fiddarbi yasir
Farihan mushtaqan
Lillahi yatir
Wa rajahu ridhaka
Yawma liqaka
Antal qadir
My heart has returned to walk on the path
Full of joy and longing, flying to God
And its only hope is gaining your pleasure
On the day of meeting You
You are the Omnipotent
CHORUS
A song to ponder on. Me especially. At this very moment...
When someone passed me a few islamic songs she said,
"These may be a form of entertainment for us, a good choice, but don't let your iman flows with the melody, strengthen it"
What a wise advice...thank you dear friend
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