belum tentu ia atau tidak!

The greatest obstacle is fear. I’ve read this many times. Tapi bila tak melalui sesuatu yang benar-benar menakutkan ia tak membawa kesan yang sebenar. It’s not that I didn’t believe the statement but I’ve never experience such a fear that it becomes an obstacle, or something that cause me to halt or stop from doing something! Tapi dua tiga hari ni, I discovered something on my body. Sesuatu yang mendatangkan rasa takut bahawa ia adalah petanda sesuatu penyakit yang teruk dan akan mengubah kehidupan secara total, fizikal dan spiritual. So, I was contemplating…nak pergi jumpa doktor and find out or pretend bahawa tak ada apa pun yang berlaku dan perlu di risaukan.

Tapi lepas berfikir dan bercakap dengan sahabat-sahabat yang baik, kita pergi jumpa doktor dan sedang menunggu temu janji dan pemeriksaan selanjutnya. Jadi kita terfikir tentang perasaan takut ni. Boleh kita bahagikan kepada dua jenis perasaan takut. Takut yang baik dan takut yang tak baik…. Macam kata orang useful fear and destructive fear. Lepas tu kita teringat lagu arwah ustaz Asri Rabbani (semoga berehat dengan tenang dan dalam rahmat Allah di sana). Mana milik kita, tidak ada milik kita! Semua yang ada Allah yang punya. Hati kita jadi reda. Alhamdulillah kita telah dilahirkan sempurna cukup segala sifat. Ada orang yang dilahirkan dengan kurang anggota! Kita telah melalui kehidupan ini dengan cukup sifat ini pada tempoh yang lebih lama daripada ramai orang yang telah mati semasa umurnya masih muda lagi. Dan kalau Allah takdirkan untuk mengambil apa saja anggota badan kita, pasti ada hikmah yang kita belum nampak… sebab Rasulullah s.a.w. pernah dalam satu hadisnya bersabda (lebih kurang maksudnya) tak akan tercucuk walaupun sekadar duri kecil melainkan diberi ganjaran pahala dan kebaikan kerananya.

Dan balik semula kepada perasaan takut yang baik dan yang buruk itu, kita merasa ketakutan kita pada asasnya tentang keputusan doktor sebenarnya tak baik. Belum tentu lagi ia sesuatu yang baik… banyak kali perkara buruk yang kita sangka akan berlaku tidak berlaku pun. Kita saja yang suka berkeluh kesah pada yang belum pasti. Takut macam ni memang tak baik. Sama macam orang yang takut papa kalau banyak sangat bersedekah, takut hantu yang tak pernah nampak pun sampai tak boleh tidur, takut suami tinggalkan kita nanti jadi janda, takut anak-anak tak berjaya dalam peperiksaan nanti malu kita, takut bos marah kalau kita keluar sembahyang masa tengah meeting, takut kawan kutuk kalau pakai baju tak ada brand, takut orang tahu umur dan berat badan sebenar kita….. macam-macam takut! Bahaya sungguh kalau inilah antara perkara-perkara yang menakutkan dalam kehidupan kita ni.

Tapi kita jarang rasa takut kalau kita sembahyang asar lambat tunggu balik rumah lepas kerja, tapi main game kat komputer ofis sementara tunggu nak clock-out (tadi baru kita lihat perangai macam tu). Kita tak rasa takut mengata dan mengumpat kawan kita dan menyebarkan cerita panas dan sensasi tentang dia. Kita tak rasa apa-apa pun kalau keluar sembahyang Jumaat ketika pak imam dah habis baca khutbah, kita tak kisah langsung kalau anak-anak perempuan kita keluar sehingga lewat dengan kawan kelas lelaki dan perempuan. Kita tak takut pun kalau kita makan banyak dengan kandungan gula tinggi, lemak tepu janji perut dan tekak kita puas. Kita tak rasa takut tengok isteri kita bergaul rapat dengan rakan sepejabat berlainan jantina…. Kita tak takut Tuhan!

Kesian kat diri-diri kita kan!!? Sebab selama ni banyak sangat benda yang kita takuti dalag benda-benda yang hanya akan merosakkan diri kita sahaja. Marilah kita sama-sama fikirkan dan perbaiki diri kita (terutama tuan punya badan yang menaip ni!!!) bahawa takutilah apa yang patut kita takuti bukan setiap apa benda yang orang lain takut... kita nak takut jugak!!!!

NON VIOLENT PARENTING ( True Story)

This is something I just read in my mail from a friend... something to think of!!!


Dr. Arun Gandhi, grandson of Mahatma Gandhi and founder of the
M.K. Gandhi Institute for Nonviolence, in his June 9 lecture at the
University of Puerto Rico , shared the following story as an example of
Nonviolence in parenting:
"I was 16 years old and living with my parents at the institute
my grandfather had founded 18 miles outside of Durban , South
Africa , in the middle of the sugar plantations. We were deep in the country and had no neighbours, so my two sisters and I would always look forward to going to town to visit friends or go to the movies. One day, my father asked me to drive him to town for an all-day conference, and I jumped at the chance. "Since I was going to town, my mother gave me a list of groceries she needed and, since I had all day in town, my father ask me to take care of several pending chores, such as getting the car serviced. When I dropped my father off that morning, he said, "I will meet you here at 5:00 p.m. , and we will go home together.'
"After hurriedly completing my chores, I went straight to the
nearest movie theatre. I got so engrossed in a John Wayne double feature that I forgot the time. It was 5:30 before I remembered. By the time I ran to the garage and got the car and hurried to where my father was waiting for me, it was almost 6:00 . He anxiously asked me, "Why were you late?" I was so ashamed of telling him I was watching a John Wayne western movie that I said, 'The car wasn't ready, so I had to wait,' not realizing that he had already called the garage.
When he caught me in the lie, he said: "There's something wrong
in the way I brought you up that didn't give you the confidence to tell
me the truth." "In order to figure out where I went wrong with you,
I'm going to walk home 18 miles and think about it."
So, dressed in his suit and dress shoes, he began to walk home in
the dark on mostly unpaved, unlit roads. I couldn't leave him, so for
five-and-a-half hours I drove behind him, watching my father go
through this agony for a stupid lie that I uttered. I decided then and there that I was never going to lie again. I often think about that episode and wonder, if he had punished me the way we punish our children, whether I would have learned a lesson at all. I don't think so. I would have suffered the punishment and gone on doing the same thing. But this single nonviolent action was so powerful that it is still as if it happened yesterday.
That is the power of nonviolence.

Sisters

A FRIEND SEND THIS TO ME THROUGH EMAIL. A REALITY OF LIFE ESPECIALLY FOR ME AND I FEEL IT IS SOMETHING WORTH SHARING! LADIES , BELIEVE IT AND GENTLEMEN... DO PONDER ON THIS..





A young wife sat on a sofa on a hot humid day,

drinking iced tea and visiting with her Mother. As

they talked about life, about marriage, about the

responsibilities of life and the obligations of

adulthood, the mother clinked the ice cubes in her

glass thoughtfully and turned a clear, sober glance

upon her daughter



'Don't forget your Sisters,' she advised, swirling

the tea leaves to the bottom of her glass. 'They'll

be more important as you get older. No matter how

much you love your husband, no matter how much you

love the children you may have, you are still going

to need Sisters. Remember to go places with them now

and then; do things with them.'



'Remember that 'Sisters' means ALL the women...

your girlfriends, your daughters, and all your other

women relatives too. 'You'll need other women. Women

always do.'



What a funny piece of advice!' the young woman

thought. Haven't I just gotten married?

Haven't I just joined the couple-world? I'm now a

married woman, for goodness sake! A grownup! Surely

my husband and the family we may start will be all I

need to make my life worthwhile!'


But she listened to her Mother. She kept contact

with her Sisters and made more women friends each

year. As the years tumbled by, one after another,

she gradually came to understand that her Mom really

knew what she was talking about. As time and nature

work their changes and their mysteries upon a woman,

Sisters are the mainstays of her life.


After more than 50 years of living in this world,

here is what I've learned:


THIS SAYS IT ALL:

Time passes.

Life happens.

Distance separates.

Children grow up.

Jobs come and go.

Love waxes and wanes.

Men don't do what they're supposed to do.

Hearts break.

Parents die.

Colleagues forget favors.

Careers end.

BUT..........


Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how

many miles are between you. A girl friend is never farther away

than needing her can reach.


When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you

have to walk it by yourself, the women in your life

will be on the valley's rim, cheering you on,

praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on

your behalf, and waiting with open arms at the

valley's end.


Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk

beside you...Or come in and carry you out.



Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters,

daughters-in-law, sisters, sisters-in-law, Mothers,

Grandmothers, aunties, nieces, cousins, and extended

family, all bless our life!


The world wouldn't be the same without women, and

neither would I. When we began this adventure called

womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or

sorrows that lay ahead. Nor did we know how much we

would need each other.


Every day, we need each other still.. Pass this on

to all the women who help make your life meaningful.

I just did. Short and very sweet:

Sekadar titik kecil....

Dah sampai panggilan haji. Ramai kawan-kawan yang telah mendapat surat pengesahan dan tarikh penerbangan tapi masa kita belum tiba agaknya sebab itulah kita belum pergi. Kita memang nak sangat pergi. Allah saja yang tahu. Tapi kita sendirian, tak ada mahram yang boleh bawak kita. Adik-beradik pun belum ada rezeki, kawan-kawan pun tak dapat menolong. Itu kita reda, sebab kita tahu Allah ada perancangan yang baik untuk kita. Segala-galanya rezeki belaka. Hidup kita dah banyak senangnya berbanding dulu, jauh bezanya. Dan sesungguhnya kita amat bersyukur. Segala apa adalah rezeki dan nikmat yang Allah beri.
Bercakap tentang rezeki, kita kehilangan telefon bimbit kita hari Khamis minggu lepas. Dalam kelompok yang hanya 16 orang termasuk kita dalam sekelip mata telefon tu hilang. Sedih hati kita sebab telefon tu baru je sebulan kita beli setelah yang lama pecah kena gelek kereta. (Salah sendiri!). Tapi kalau dah rezeki dan berkat doa, (ramai yang tolong doakan!!!) alhamdulillah, telefon itu dikembalikan semula.
Tak terucapkan syukur yang kita rasakan kerana banyak sungguh maklumat dan nombor yang penting dalam tu. Sebab tu, kita memang tak patut merungut langsung dengan apa saja yang kita lalui. Kelmarin, kita perasan kereta kita dicalarkan (dengan sengaja sebab kat atas bonet). Kita rasa mungkin budak-budak yang bermain petang-petang kat sini. Kalau bukan, siapalah agaknya? Tapi bila kita fikir balik, memanglah bengang jugak, tapi itu semua ujian kecil ibarat sezarah wap air dilautan.
Kita melihat sekitar kita dan merasa betapa kurangnya kita bersyukur bagi banyak perkara yang telah kita nikmati hatta ujian yang membentuk dan mendidik jiwa sebenarnya adalah nikmat yang sewajarnya disyukuri. Hai entahlah. Akhir-akhir ni kita rasa malas nak menulis sebab kita merasa diri ini kerdil dan terlalu jahil dalam banyak perkara dan rasa takut akan tanggungjawab yang perlu kita pikul bagi apa segala yang kita katakan.
Semoga Allah anugerahkan kita semua kekuatan untuk melalui kehidupan ini dengan hanya berharap dan mencari redaNYa sahaja.