Wednesday, December 19, 2012

What we choose to be



I was feeling exhausted that I had to take a nap in the morning. I knew that I should start early but my physical condition defied me. My sons and I are supposed to take home our car in a workshop in Senawang which is about 120 km from our house. It was almost 10.30 a.m. when we started our journey. I had to stop at a petrol station to draw some money for the payment. In my haste I took the money first instead of the ATM card. Thus my card was swallowed my the heartless machine. In the end  it was the fifth ATM before I can draw enough money. Wow! What a day. 

At the workshop we had to wait for about one hour under the hot sun before we can inspect our car to see whether the repair work is ok or not. Satisfy with the test driving session, I made the payment. On the way back we fetch my husband's mother on the way. Reached home at 8.00 p.m. and hurriedly prepared dinner. When my husband came home 15 minutes later he was dissatisfied that my mother in law had to wait for the dinner. 

Everything that can go wrong went wrong yesterday. It was an exhaustive day. But as Prof Muhaya said we can't let the environment control us. Instead we must control our environment. I won't let the heavy rainfall that shower my way home to dampen my spirit but instead I enjoyed the scene of water drops running down my wind screen. The hot, long waiting is rewarded by the beautiful driving experience with my newly repaired car. 

We are what we think we are. We feel what we want to feel. We are happy if we choose to be happy.

May Allah bless us all.

Defyopenly resist or refuse to obey a woman who defies convention
dampen - •  make slightly wet the fine rain dampened her face.
   • make less strong or intense nothing could dampen her enthusiasm.• reduce the amplitude of (a sound sourceslider switches on the mixers can dampen the drums

Sunday, December 9, 2012

Gaza Buttons


I embark on a project selling Gaza buttons with my students. My husband and a mother of one of my students finance the whole projects. May Allah bless all of them. Yeah, 100% of the profit is given to Gaza. That's just a part of the mission of the project. There are other objectives though. 

First, it's a good way to train my students to sacrifice their time, money and efforts for the cause of Allah. Like I said to my students, we can't talk about going jihad in a war zone if we can't jihad in small scale like this. They collect orders (there are many orders!), put the buttons inside plastic bags, and deliver them using motorbikes or simply walking from house to house. Once they got the payment they will use the money to rolls back into the next phase of ordering, packaging and delivering. 

Second, we are campaigning the students to wear the buttons always as a sign of solidarity with our sisters and brothers in Gaza. If they can't wear the buttons on their school uniforms then they can wear in on their pencil cases. I will discuss about this matter with my school administrators when school reopens in January. I think it will be cool if they can wear it on their shirts and dresses when they go shopping at  AEON, the nearest shopping complex in our area. It's a silent campaign for Gaza. I'm wearing my buttons on my handbag at both sides. You can't fail noticing it. I'm hoping that I can persuade as many teachers as I can to do the same. Well, I'm not really concern with numbers. As I said to my students how many will follow is not our job, it's Allah's job. Allah will choose whom he likes. Our job is to make the campaign works as far as possible.

Lastly, we need to have a project to practice our faith. As an analogy, after learning how to cook a dish, we need to cook the dish. Theory is not enough. We need to make the theory works. 

To all my students, I love all of you because of Allah. May Allah bless all of you.

May Allah bless us all.