Disaat waktu berhenti...kosong

Dimensi membutakan mata,memekakkan telinga

Lalu diri menjadi hampa

Saat paradigma dunia tak lagi digunakan untuk menerka

Sadarku akan hadirmu

Mematahkan sendi-sendi yang biasanya tegak berdiri...


Merenungi luar jendela
mengagumi kebesaran yang Maha Esa
ku menilai kehidupan dari sudut berbeza
tak memadai hanya kecapi rasa selesa
maukan harta yang mampu beli satu semesta

berpesta ke pagi botol bergelimpangan
kekasih muda bukan takat berpegang tangan
harta dan jamuan nafsu tidak berkekalan
bila menjelang tua bukan itu jadi bekalan

dan jangan puisi ini disalah tafsir pula
bukan berkhutbah cuma betuli diri jua
ingin hidup sempurna aset nilai berjuta
saling tukar wanita,senyum dan mati tua
bakat dikurnia jangan disalah guna
jangan kufur nikmat yang diberi percuma
guna kelebihan untuk hikmah bersama
jagalah nama hidup penuh pementasan dan drama

ada berisi, ada yang kurus
ada melencong, ada yang lurus
bukan semuanya tulus

ada sempuna ada kurang upaya
ada yang jadi buta hanya bila sudah kaya
sebesar rumah bermula dengan sekecil bata
boleh hilang dalam sekelip mata
ucaplah alhamdulillah bukannya sukar
kerna semua nak kaya atau besar
tetap Allahuakbar

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As my dear friend takes his leave later today I take a look back of what has transpired this Ramadhan

Perhaps its only right that I would say that this Ramadhan was not only a fruitful one, it is perhaps one of the most meaningful one that I have went through. So far.

During the start of Ramadhan it has already been made clearly to me thru some means that this Ramadhan will truly be a testament for my resilience. Somehow, I just got that feeling, but deep in me, burns too a fire that will keep me going on.

The start of Ramadhan, Alhamdulillah, God deemed it the right time to open my eyes to what is truly beautiful in life. The act of giving without asking back in return. The act of loving without expected to be loved back. In other words, the first few days of Ramadhan taught me the importance of keikhlasan hati. The act of giving and servtitude in His Cause, in what you believe in, without the expectancy of anything in return. And I know, *you are His gift to me for this.
=)

As it went, the second week of Ramadhan, God again deemed it important to open my eyes to the utmost importance of knowledge. Be it Ukhrawi or Duniawi. Perhaps it is some sort of a harbinger to what will come in the next week. Thru TMSN and some other means of my own design, it really opened up my eyes to its importance.

The third week came...and it is perhaps the hardest, more to mentally rather than physically. Emotionally, I never felt any better...for some particular reason. Results came, and although I kinda expected it, it still hits me smack in the face. Couple that with Project Jihad going at full-swing and some stuffs publicity has to handle, it was truly a test of acceptance.
Perhaps its right for me to say too that this week, I was made to realise the importance of ukhuwah, of appreciating those around me.

And I want to say...syukran jazilan to Faan for having the trust in me to get the job done in publicity. This mangkok never fail to make me tear up during debriefs.

Secondly, syukran jazilan to my publicity team, Rashid and Amanina. When we first started off, none of us know how to use Photoshop. Though I never thought you guys much about Photoshop due to lack of my own experience in it, I focused more on the leadership aspects of being in pub and what to do and get the job done. To Rashid, I see immense potential in you ever since iKem.
Working with you have been an utmost pleasure bro. To Amanina, same thing with Rashid, you too have immense potential, IF only you learn not to ask inappropriate questions in inappropriate times. Was a pleasure to have bully you around too. =p

Next, syukran jazilan to my two dearest sisters, Mira and Tsu. For being there when I was down. For telling me to get it done and over with. For reminding me never to leave things hanging again. For those chats till the late night talking nonsensical stuffs. You two are truly the best sisters I can ask for. =)
and nampaknya dua-dua da lawan abang sendiri. dalam diam ini dua eh.hishhhhhhh kongasamm~

and most importantly...syukran jazilan to my *dearest. For being there for me when I fell. For being the first to critic on my pub work. For being able to stand my merepekness (Seriously, I wonder how you can do that). For relighting the hope that faded. For putting down my defences and killing me with your smile, melting me with your adorability (wtf) and most importantly, for steadying me with your taqwa'. I can list down everything in this blogpost and it still wont be enough. In other words, syukran jazilan ya habibati. =)

Having said that, now I stand on the threshold of which I'm watching my dear friend, Ramadhan 1429H bids farewell for now. Your stay has been fruitful, dear friend. Granted I could have done better and all those times that I have wasted, InsyaAllah I will strive to not do that again.
Till 1430H, my friend.
I'll be looking forward to your coming.



اَلْحَمْدُ للهِ الَّذِي اسْـتَجَابَ دُعَآئِي وَاَعْطَانِي مَسْأَلَتِي
سُبْحَانَكَ اَللَّهُمَّ اَنْتَ رَبِّي حَقَّا حَقَّا، سَجَدْتُ لَكَ يَارَبِّ تَعَبُّدًا وَرِقًّا. اَللَّهُمَّ اِنَّ عَمَلِي ضَعِيْفٌ فَضَاعِفْ لِي. اَللَّهُمَّ قِنِي عَذَابَكَ يَوْمَ تُبْعَثُ عِبَادُكَ وَتُبْ عَلَيَّ اِنَّكَ اَنْتَ التَّوَّابُ الرَّحِيْمُ

Segala puji bagi Allah yang telah mengijabah doaku dan memberi permohonanku.
Maha Suci Engkau. Ya Allah, Engkaulah Tuhaku yang sebenarnya, aku sujud kepada-Mu ya Rabbi sebagai pengabdian dan penghambaan. Ya Allah, sungguh amalku lemah, maka lipat gandakan pahalanya bagiku. Ya Allah, selamatkan aku dari siksa-Mu pada hari hamba-hamba-Mu dibangkitkan, terimalah taubatku, sesunguhnya Engkau Maha Menerima taubat dan Maha Penyayang.