Losing someone in your life has never been easy.
It reminded me so much of the funerals I've been to.
It brought tears to my eyes. Knowing you lost a place of hope is very heartwrenching.
Salam takziah to Razi who used to be known as Crazyguy69 for the passing on of his dear father. May his soul be blessed and he be placed alongside the people of faith. For those who know Razi, let's sedekahkan Al Fateha for his dearly departed father.
I pray that Razi and his family would find courage beyond words to carry on with life. God creates the human heart to be stronger that anything else. Insyallah.
Feathers
9/07/2007 05:32:00 PM
The irony of this song is in its second verse after the chorus - Apabila banyak berlebih-lebihan suka,itulah tanda hampir duka.
My mum always remind me not to be excessively happy cos after each happiness there is always sadness. It proved right. I had fun yesterday with the Gyler Inc peeps, we laughed and kecoh giler. And today, I received bad news...saddening news.
I guess indeed ... our Rasul said that whatever feeling we have, let it be in a moderate way.Do not be too happy or too sad .
Rasul saw. menerangkan kepada Ibnu Abbas ra; "Bahawa sekiranya sekalian umat atau makhluk berkumpulan dan bersatu untuk memberi manfaat kepadanya ataupun sebaliknya mereka bersatu dan berkumpul untuk mendatangkan mudarat kepadanya, namun semua itu tidak mungkin akan terjadi kecuali apa yang telah dituliskan untuknya di Luh Mahfudz sejak azali.Oleh sebab itu kita tidak seharusnya terlalu gembira atau berduka terhadap sesuatu yang dilakukan oleh orang lain terhadap diri kita. Kerana kita yakin bahawa segala-galanya adalah di dalam ketentuan Allah. Kalau di dalam ketentuannya tidak ada keputusan untuk memberikan sesuatu kepadanya, nescaya dia pasti tidak akan dapat memperolehinya walaupun seluruh makhluk bersatu berusaha untuk menolongnya. Demikian sebaliknya kalau ditentukan bahawa ia akan mendapatkannya, walaupun seribu halangan, pasti ia akan memperolehinya juga.
Allah berfirman: Dan jika Allah kenakan bahaya kepada engkau maka tidak ada yang dapat melepaskannya melainkan Dia. Dan jika dia mahukan kebaikan kepada engkau maka tidak ada yang dapat menolak kurnianya itu. (Yunus: 107)
Feathers
8/25/2007 03:52:00 PM
I woke up today to a saddening news. A close neighbour,Nenek Asiah,who I've thought of as my own granma passed away. I wasn't sure what time she passed away, but mum went to pay her last respects at 6 am. I was dead tired yesterday thus I fell asleep early. If only I was up deejaying, I would have known the news earlier.
Arwah Nenek Asiah is a very close neighbour.She is my mum's friend whom my mum have known after getting married to my dad. Whenever any of us(me,hubby or brother) feels lazy to go to the market, mum would call her up and 'kirim' a few stuff. She is indeed what we call IRON LADY. She is a bony, skinny old woman but she can carrya basket full of fish,veggies from the wet market.
The irony of it all is yesterday, my mum asked me to goto the market today. I said, tengok dulu lah. But because I was tired, I said besok(meaning today) mak kirim nenek aje lah. It brings tears to my eyes now.Of how we depended so much on her.Of how now's she's gone.
My brother was the last person from our family to see her.He was going out and saw her sitting at the staircase of the opposite block,like how she always does if she needs a breather from all the walking. She ask my brother for a cigarette and ask him where he was going.The way she always does,treating us like one of her grandchildren.
Tears still flow down my cheeks now.I cried when I got the news,in the bus on the wayto Pusara Abadi.When I reached Pusara Abadi,it donned unto me how close it is between my two uncles graves to hers,to Ewin's dad,to June's dad.And on the way back to the bus, I saw a name that brought the tears flowing again-Shahrunizam Bin Rustam Pane.I stopped over at his grave and sedekahkan Al Fateha before boarding the bus home. I managed to stop over at my uncle Harun and Khalid's grave but only remembered about Ewin's and June's dads when I was already in the bus.I told myself that I would visit their graves the next time I'm here.Insyallah.
I had lunch with mum just now and both of us cried.She said each time she looks at the door,she's reminded of arwah Nenek Asiah.Of how the door would be pushed slowly by her from outside cos she's taking a breather sitting on the step outside my home.We're indebted to her.
May God bless her soul and she be placed amongst the people of faith.Amin Ya Rabbalamin.
Feathers
8/25/2007 03:15:00 PM