doa + matlamat (short, intermediate & long term) Part 1

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim
First of all, pardon me for any inappropriateness that might come out from my poor usage of English (grammar, vocabulary & context wise). I'm known as a terrible grammar-butcher.
Secondly, as I write this post, it might evolve from being an intelligent post to something meaningless, but I sincerely hope that it could make you (or at least, me) to think and contemplate about an essence called LIFE.
Thirdly, As some of my readers know, I'm the type of person who makes lengthy post. So I'll try to make it in few parts to tackle this issue.. (eceh, bunyi macam penganalisis politik pulak.. Ooppss bahaya2, tukar2, penganalisis ekonomi.. =p) This is partly due to the encouragement of my "knighted brother" (mentor mentee yg sama time SBPIP dulu.. Yep Syam, i'm talking bout you), who told me to revive this dying blog.
Lastly, as some of my friends (and readers) know, I'm the type of person who does things on impulse; if something piqued my curiousity, I'll immediately take interest, but I'm also the type of person who gets discouraged easily. So, depending on response on this post, I'll decide whether to talk more about this issue in the next parts or not. (warghh.. delusional kah aku? Ada ke orang yang baca & menunggu post blog ni?)

*Enough for the introductions*

DOA = Du'a = Prayer = Supplication
Bila ditanya apa itu doa, the most famous saying will be : 
"Doa itu senjata Mukmin" =)
Semua orang tahu doa tu apa kan? But why not we try to see what are the take of Islamic scholars 
(whoa, how I love that word) 
about du'a.
Menurut buku "Du'a = The Weapon of the Believer" by Abu Ammar Yasir Qadhi (no no, don't misunderstand. I don't read this book, I got too much non-fictions in my unread list, putting more in the list is an absolute no-no) :
1.  du’ā is the verbal noun (masdar) of the verb ‘da’ā’ which symbolizes ‘to call out , to summon’ - Ibn Al Mandhūr al Afriqī (death date is unknown)
2. The meaning of du’ā is the servant’s asking his Lord for His Help, and asking his continued support. Its essence is that a person shows his neediness to Allāh, and frees himself from any power or ability to change (any matter by himself). This characteristic is the mark of servitude, and in it is the feeling of human submissiveness. Du’ā also carries the meaning of praising Allāh, and attributing to Him Generosity and Bounteousness.” - al Khattabī (d. 386 AH)
3. “Asking what is of benefit to the person, and asking the removal of what is harming him, or (asking) the repelling of it (before it affects him)” - Ibn Qayyim (d. 751 AH)

SERIOUSLY BRILLIANT, AND BEAUTIFUL, AYTE?

Maka, doa boleh disimpulkan sebagai :

1. Mainly as a form of worship (penyembahan) as stated in Surah Yunus (10:106)

Dan janganlah engkau (wahai Muhammad) menyembah atau memuja yang lain daripada Allah, yang tidak dapat mendatangkan manfaat kepadamu dan juga tidak dapat mendatangkan mudarat kepadamu. Oleh itu, sekiranya engkau mengerjakan yang demikian, maka pada saat itu menjadilah engkau dari orang-orang yang berlaku zalim terhadap diri sendiri dengan perbuatan syirik itu.

2. The verbal act of the seeking of aid (pertolongan), as a request (permintaan), call (panggilan), praise (pujian), or speech (ucapan), as stated in Surah al-Baqarah (2:186)

Dan apabila hamba-hambaKu bertanya kepadamu tentang Aku, maka (jawablah), bahawasanya Aku adalah dekat. Aku mengabulkan permohonan orang yang berdoa apabila ia memohon kepadaKu, maka hendaklah mereka itu memenuhi (segala perintah) Ku dan hendaklah mereka beriman kepadaKu, agar mereka selalu berada dalam kebenaran.

*there are just many, many Quranic verses talking about du'a & supplications. You peeps might encounter better example than mine*

Maka, the Ultimate Question (with no reference to the Hitchhiker's science fiction series) ialah :

Apa kaitan antara Doa dan Matlamat?

Pernahkah kita distinguish doa untuk matlamat jangka pendek, sederhana, dan panjang?

Let me clarify my take on these 3 things (personal opinions only, no bashing on me please, I'm not that deep of a thinker.)

Matlamat jangka pendek : All those things that are going to happen or you expect/want to happen in the near future (exams, wish of (keep) becoming good child and friend, the well being of your family and friends etc)

Matlamat jangka sederhana : (now this is interesting. hehe.) All those things that you expect/want to happen in, let's say 5-10 (may up to your lifespan). You (We) are actually moving towards it, but unconsciously. Pening ke? Ok la, eden bagi contoh : "Nak jadi doktor yang berjaya, isteri yang solehah, ibu yang baik, keamanan negara dan sebagainya."

Matlamat jangka panjang : No question friends, of course it's about our well-being in the HereAfter.

So, what's your take on this issue? (promoter's tone)

Share your (intellectual and amusing) opinions and arguments.

*earnestly hoping for responses* (runs-and-hides)

reference from : http://ibnalhyderabadee.wordpress.com

So long. (bows)

Wassalam wbt

p/s : Syam, post ni end up panjang jugak la... (-_-)"

of bunga telur and bally shoes

bismillahirrahmanirrahim

fuh fuh fuh (tiup sawang-sawang yang bersawang di laman sesawang ini)

assalamualaikum wbt

hi, hello, dobry den, and good day fellas!!!

(kini saya kembali setelah setahun berhibernasi daripada dunia penulisan.. eheh, rase macam self proclaimed celebrity pulak.. =p)

setahun berlalu, apa yang berubah?

banyak...... but let's save them for the next topic, shall we?

so mengapakah setelah setahun menyepi diri, cik diyana memulakan entry baru beliau dengan tajuk kontroversi sebegini?

who remembers the title above? (raise your hand, peeps, if you do)

anyways, for those who remembers, you guys are surely awesome nerds (and that, includes me, coz even after 10 years, i still remember the story)

for those who don't, do not feel sad just because you can't remember, but be glad because you just experiencing the symptoms of normal physiological process, called ageing.. XD

okies, back to the main topic..

well, as now i'm about 21 years 11 months 14 days, i'm about to enter the new era.. era of BIG TWO TWO..

sekarang ni banyak members yang dah kahwin, baru kahwin, plan nak kahwin etc...

no,no peeps.. i don't have any problem at all with all this people with marriage issues..

lagi suka adalah, sebab membina masjid, meramaikan umat nabi...

the only thing that i hate is that the fact that i cannot join the kenduri/celebration.. (melepas makan nasi minyak orang kahwin.. it's been more than 3 years... *cries*)

so what leads me to talk about this marriage thingy?

well, i had this conversation with my friend about marriage: whom to marry, when to marry, preparations yada yada..

this friend of mine ni ade somebody someone yang basically study the same course ngan die, n study kat tempat yang sama ngan die (and don't ask who! korang bukan kenal pun... btw let's call her miss A)

A told me about her and and noticed that i seemed a little bit displeased(?)..

but seriously i'm not being jealous or anything (okay, a little, i admit.. (-_-)"),

but hey, sape x cemburu bile tgk kawan2 dah start proceed to the next stage of life? mesti ade, walaupun sedikit..

but of course, tak lama.. why? because i have friends with me, whom will always be there with me, come hell or high water.. (insert MJ's "i'll be there" here)... okay girls, group hug please, group hug... \(^^)/

long story short, A asked me if anything gonna change between her and people around her if she changes her status from single to marrried. basically she talks about how her friends la..

initially i answered her question, playfully, but as i talk, the discussion gets real..

i told her that if my close friend gets married, something will change for sure..

for an instance (and indeed, i only gave her one example), her world will not only revolves around her family and girlfriends, but her other half too (the Mister Husband).. her centre of attention will be changed...

and i found myself giving a very weird analogy, but it served the purpose well..

"kalo dulu kitorang yang kawan-kawan ko ni jadi matahari kat tengah cakerawala ni.. lepas ko kahwin, kitorang ni jadi planet-planet je.."

and she ROFLed.. (okay, i was exagerrating)..

well peeps, basically this entry has nothing intellectual.. just want to ramble (publicly) after one year abandoning my lovely sanctuary..

to A, be grateful because you are the reason for my re-blogging activity..

insyaAllah, next entry will be more interesting, and informative, and lots of story.. =)

p/s : btw A, kalo kitorang jadi planet-planet pun x apa lagi, janganlah jadikan kitorang ni asteroid atau komet ye.. XD

r.A.n.D.o.M.n.E.e.S.s

Love these random pics..

Especially the first one.. \(^^)/

Credits to david & goliath (claps)

And of course, todd goldman..

B.i.T.t.E.r.S.w.E.e.t

Assalamualaikum wbt..

It's been a while since i last updated my blog..

Just now, I log into my Friendster (yg dh lama bersawang), and i noticed one unread message sent to me since, say, more than 6 months ago?

Well, who was it from?

It's my primary school friend. A friend of 4 years. (Darjah 2, 3, 5, 6.. well at that time we still have PTS)

Honestly my primary school isn't an interesting topic to talk about.

Have u ever watch @ read about a nerdy - country bumpkin - who - constantly - being - bullied - by - others?

Well fellas, that's me.. (gosh, tears starting to well up)

When I was a six-grader, I got "promoted" to an elite class. (We used to have double standards for students with different level. I bet our education system still have it now). The so called "promotion" separated me from my dear friends. Being clueless in my new "elite class", I tried to make friends with my classmates. But everything went wrong. I don't know whether it was because my inability or lack of creativity to make friends, or perhaps they were just too elite to be my friend. (You see, my father was a mere taxi driver back then, and my classmates parents are all profs, teachers and docs..)

You may think that such bullying doesn't exist, but hey, it happened to me! For real!

So since I couldn't make friends with them (and since I can't hang out constantly with my old friends), I go to the last resort --> the teachers.

But hey, I'm not the type of person who'll complaint about other's wrongdoings and smearing other's reputation.

So what did I do with the teachers?

I befriended them. Why? Because I hope that when I'm in good terms with teachers, I could make friends with my classmates.

But the plan backfires.

It's just fair to say that being a favourite student doesn't make you a favourite friend either (oh wait, I'm just a mere classmate to them, aren't I?

But you see, I was being "used" the whole year by my class. How? Let's put it this way : My elite friends, ironically, are the troublemakers in the school. So whenever teachers get angry with them, I will be sent to apologize. Call me fool, people. I admit that I was a fool. I was just too desperate to be accepted as part of their "society".

I didn't remember how many times I cried in silence for all the things that happened to me. Why was school is so horrible? The only thing that makes me go to school everyday is because of the teachers and my mom (and also my dad, to prove myself to him. That's off topic). Do you wonder who stood up for me when I was bullied? It was my younger sister, a sister whom I have a constant fight with. Yep, I was such a weakling that I couldn't talk back whenever I'm being bullied. That was me, the old me.

My mom used to say that although I never tell her about my problems, she knows it, all this while. She says that my "experience" during primary school - particularly 6th grade - molds my personality.

Yep, I know.

I have a hard look, I have a serious expression, I constantly glaring although I don't mean to, I don't smile, and I'm unapproachable.

All these were initially my defense mechanism for the bullyings that yet to come in my high school life. And believe me, I think I survived because of that.

But unfortunately, these "defense mechanism" slowly turn to become my trait.

Particularly towards XY creatures (no offense, friends). I can't help myself being serious and stern to them whenever they are around. And sometimes towards my XX friends too. But I tried to change myself for better, to make me fit enough in the real world. I tried, and still am.

So, I'd like to :

1. apologize to those who might have been hurt by me (be it my words @ actions), for whatever reason. I'm trully sorry.

2. ask whether should I keep in contact with those people in my primary school life? Because if it comes to my un-common-sense, I'd like to forget everything, although they are trying hard to re-connect with me. (aish.. macam nak berpatah arang lah pulak)

3. If someone from my primary school happen to read this, and think that I was and am wrong, please let me know.

4. If someone not related to my primary school life but would like to spill their thoughts, please have your space. I need an advice for the resentment I harbour for years.

p/s : this is the most honest post I've made about myself, I think. There are lots of emotion. (aww cheesy la pulak), and I don't think that I'll be able to put such post again.

salam perantauan..

Assalamualaikum wbt..

Just wanna put a short note on this video i sent to harian metro..

(dah lama dh hantar, igt hmetro x nak kluarkan ke, ape ke)

currently we can see this video on harianmetro punye homepage..

nevertheless, i'll just try to post it here..

(1st time post video kat blog, ntah menjadi @ x)

walaupun agak lama laman sesawang ini dibiarkan bersawang, saya masih ingin mengucapkan :

salam ramadhan al mubarak

p/s: credit to my cute junior, sara hanapi for telling me bout this video.. ^^

p.A.k - M.a.L.a.U

Assalamualaikum wbt.

(Malay mode activated. My English was too rusty currently. Why? Beats me.)

Alhamdulillah, sekarang dh hmpir 1/2 bulan kita berpuasa.. ^^

Baru tadi buka puasa dengan nasi dagang (hence the title Pak Malau.. kalo korang tengok cite Sri Mersing, try ingat balik dialog Nordin Ahmad.. hehe)

Ade dekat setahun kot x makan nasi dagang. Dah lupa macam mane rase nasi dagang yang sepatutnye. Main combine & mix resepi-resepi dari mesra.net & myresepi.com.. hehe.. Alhamdulillah, "menjadi" jugak setelah bertapa satu malam buat kuah ikan tuh.. (hyperbola, i know) Plus, kire berbaloi gak buat nasi dagang nih lepas sesat di Krymska last week gara-gara nak cari ikan.. hehe..

(jeritan batinku)--> Mak!!! Orang berjaya buat nasi dagang akhirnya!! For the first time!! (toothy grin)

Komen dari sahabat serumah :

Yan --> OK (kirenye huge success la sebab beliau orang Ganu. kalo mung kate gitu doh, doh nok kate gane lagi?)

Azhani --> [non-verbal response] (beliau menambah portion nasi... hihihi.. berjaye!!)

Ain --> sedap, sedap (beliau merujuk kepada kuah ikan especially.. hehe)

Lyn --> Thanks Di... (dengan wajah "comel")

Komen dari satu-satunya tetamu:

Kak Firyal --> Alhamdulillah, lepas "hajat" nak makan nasi dagang. (mengidam kot sebenarnye.. hehe)

*hajat hati nak jemput adik-beradik kat Jana Masaryka... tp x dpt, sbb x cukup portion nasi.. (beras pulut udah kehabisan dong.. mau ke Krymska lagi aku udah enggak larat deh..)

InsyaAllah, kalo ade masa lagi, kite buat nasi dagang lagi ek.. hehe.. but honestly, buat nasi dagang ni agak cerewet la.. i wonder what gives me the determination to keep up along the process.. erm, perhaps the immense crave drives me, since i last ate nasi dagang for, say 1 year? (garu kepala)...

p/s : time habis makan tadi, duk layan fb, tgk satu video yang telah menjentik naluri ingin tahu ku..

ingatkan pure video seram.. alas, it was a prank video.. well, it has the same essence : create "something" yang kononnya mysterious, berhenti kat babak tertentu, ulang tayang babak tu beberapa kali sampai mata naik juling sebab nak fokus punye pasal, and at the time when u don't see that coming..

POUUFFFF!!

keluar gambar orang terbeliak biji mata n terjelir lidah with an "awful" audio of woman screaming..

and it had me screaming too, alone in my room, when ain was doing the dishes, yan was in the toilet whilst azhani n lyn were in their room.. what the fish.. -_-"

anyway, it leads to one discovery. never once in my 20 years of life, jerit macam tu sekali.. it's not like the feminine cry or masculine shout or whatnot.. it wasn't a shriek either... entah la.. dah lupa macam mana bunyi jerit tadi.. yang pasti none of my housemates could guess that the one who was screaming was me..

Azhani actually came barging in my room, with "ko ape hal?" look. she was in total disbelief (or so i thought) that she just heard me screaming with that kind of voice..

ugh, terjejas imej macho-ku... what a jest, what a joke, what a lousy joke.. can't believe i fall for that one..

-_-"

~Someone once said that the only two things that motivate an enlightened person are LOVE and CURIOSITY~

But beware with curiosity, coz curiosity killed the cat..

H.a.N.d.i.C.a.P.p.E.d.?

Assalamualaikum wbt...

Recently, I stumbled upon these sayings, kinda hit me right in the face..

"Everyone is handicapped in some way"

True...

Nobody's perfect.. That's why everyone must be together, come hell or high water; because we are imperfect, but we could perfect each other (dunno if I got the grammar right, but I hope you got the message).

Well, let us put it this way.. A piece of jigsaw puzzle is nothing more than a mere, meaningless paper. But, if we put all the pieces together, it turns out to be a meaningful picture, aye?

"Everything has it's beauty, but not everyone sees it."

True...

Everything = segala-galanya, be it good or bad thing. Okies, cut out that good part. Berapa ramai orang yang masih boleh tersenyum bila ditimpa kesusahan? Berapa ramai orang yang boleh terima musibah tanpa bertanya "Kenapa mesti aku?". Berapa ramai orang yang cakap "Alhamdulillah" bila ditimpa nasib malang? And one last question; Adakah kita tergolong dalam orang-orang di atas?

"Everyone has skeleton(s) in their closet"

True...

It's just the matter of how big and how much "jerangkung" we have in our closet. Although you think that your secrets are safe with you, be thankful that HE doesn't blow your cover up. (Yes, we are players on the stage, so said Shakespeare). Be grateful that HE keeps your secret, because HE loves you and gives you chance to change yourself for better. So that if your "closet" is opened and the "jerangkung" is out on THAT DAY, you wouldn't be too ashamed to say that you have changed for better.

"I don't wish to be everything to everyone, but I wish to be something for someone"

True...

We can't even satisfy our needs and wants, so how is it possible to satisfy other's? Yep, we cannot be everything, but we can be something; and that something means "some"-->plural.

So, expand your view, vision and mission! But let it be one at a time. After your current task is done, start with a new one. ^^

فَإِذَا فَرَغْتَ فَانصَبْ

Therefore, when thou art free (from thine immediate task), still labor hard, (94:7)

وَإِلَى رَبِّكَ فَارْغَبْ

And to thy Lord turn (all) thy attention. (94:8)

Sekian...

Below is a gag for my dearest sisters slash best buddies in Apartment 7 Karlovo Nam. and Jana Masaryka :

Insan yang cemerlang datangnya daripada akal yang sihat, hati yang bersih, dan jiwa yang tenang.

Renung-renungkan. Selamat beramal. ^^