Assalamu alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh fellow readers.
So, thank you for your outstanding patient in waiting for my new post. My study in Miri still proceeds as it's planned, Alhamdulillah. My journey right now doesn't seem anything peculiar. Through hanging out with my friends for a few days, I have encountered many different phenomenon on human's nature. Right now, I'm just going in specifically in emotional response towards unfavourable matters- wrath. Wrath's existence is very subjective. One can never predict that he was actually being driven by anger in daily interaction with or without others. As a human beings, I am also borned with emotions and I am, too, borned with wrath.
Our Prophet, Muhammad S.A.W. once spoken; A strong Muslim is the one that is able to withstand anger at its first burst. Which means, no matter how heavy the loads that one can carry, no matter how much moneypouch one can carry, but still, one cannot be named STRONG unless he managed to substain his anger in any kind of situation.
Anger is a very subjective matter to be discussed of. Different people requires different things to be angry. Some maybe upset because his soulmate or bestfriend ditched her. Some maybe upset because his tea taste salty. But, the real question is; How did we manage our angst? I would like to share my story with you as the faithful readers of my blog. I have a friend in the same university as I am. He even took the same course as I am. Then, he even played rugby as I am. He is very enthusiastic in rugby. He played like he's playing in a tournament. But, the fact that he's playing like he's playing in the tournament really pissed me off. Without mercy, he tried to thrash us, giving out all of his effort without holding off his strength. In my eyes, he was just trying to boast his skill. All praises to Allah for creating me layered with a thick layers of fat, I managed to withstand his attack. At first, my teammates and I tried to advise him, reminded him that brothers of faith don't hurt each other unless in a serious training or fight.Instead, he merely look at us and replied in a sinister tone; Only the weak spoke the word.
We were astonished. We tried our best to hold our wrath yet he called us weak. Yes. I admit. As God's creature, we were powerless without His Blessings. Yet, another God's creature sinisterly called us...weak? To avoid further fight, I turned silence. In the past, I would be literally scolded if I became outrageous. These experience really turned out to be handy in social interaction. Credits to my brothers of faith; Ahmad Saufy Ahmad Azman, Faheem Ahmad Waseem Ahmad, Nazrul Nizam Abd Halim, Muhammad Syafiq Hilmi, Amirul Asyraf Abd Halim and Mohd Asyraf Salehuddin. So we decided toisolate him, to allow him to think about his act for a while. But, he turned out to be worst. One day, he played basketball with the ladies and a few guys. He scolded a girl for not carry the ball towards the shooting basket. He scolded, swore and many other things that humiliated the girl. My face turned red, along with my friends. We scolded him back and ran a total isolation on him. We turned our back on him and walked away. He seemed distress, untill today. He seldom went out of his house. I had determined to never to be close to him unless he decided to change for good.
So, readers. I would like to ask. Is my actions right in the path of Islam? I need an answer to this question. I am a human and I fear Allah. I'm afraid my act will cause Allah to be angry with me. Na'uzubillah min Zalik. So that's it for now. Thank you for reading. Assalamu alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh.
Amzar the Truth Seeker
I travel and fights for Islam
Monday 13 February 2012
Thursday 2 February 2012
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Assalamu alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh.
Fellow readers. Most people around the world is a Muslim but we are only separated by vast oceans.
So regarding my study in Curtin University with other international students, I grabbed a chance to chat with my new Omanese friend, named Umar. So today, I'm going to share about some point that I obtained from my conversation with Umar and his friends.
I asked Umar about him and his country. Umar and his friends was actually sponsored by their government for studying here. Their pocket-money for a month is 300 US Dollar, which means RM1000, more or less. At first, they were offered an option for their University, either in America or Malaysia. They picked Malaysia because they heard that Malaysia is Islamic Country. They prefer to study in Islamic Country because they wanted to preserve their Iman, in addition, Muslim are supposed to be nice to each other. Upon their arrival here, they were so shocked. Women that covers their aurat can already be counted with fingers. How did the so-called Islamic country's citizens actually wore like this? Is there no respect for Islam anymore? They asked me. I was silenced. How can I answer the question that I can't answer it rationally. In Miri, people that can speak in English are very hard-to-find. This really make their studies in Miri become harder as they can't communicate with the local citizens while going out to the town. They actually regret the fact that they chose to study in Malaysia, while they can succeed better in their studies if they went to America instead. To be honest, I can't speak for a minute or two. I was deeply felt ashamed of fellow Malaysians, about how high people's expectations on us but in reality.... among fellow Malays, there are quotes which is " indah khabar dari rupa " which means the news that we heard about something is nicer than reality about the thing.
Interested, he gave me an advise. He said that men are not supposed to wear trousers exceeds their calf as it shows his arrogance towards others. He even said that while studying, muslims are permitted to gather their solat, or commonly referred as Solat Jama' for Zuhur+Asar and Maghrib+Isya'. I told them that I am in Mazhab Syafi'e and I am not used to follow other Mazhab's teachings. He answered that there's only one God. And what differentiate Muslims among other does not change the fact that Allah is only One. So he explained to me further about it. He asked me, can I read Quran in Arabic? Immediately I answered yes. They asked me, how many verse that I have memorised? I answered, with a pause, err.. a bit. They told me, by the age of 17, most of them had already memorized at least 20 juz of Quran. Subhanallah! How stunned I was. I was shocked, ashamed on myself. I have wasted so many time in my life doing nothing that will confirm me Jannah.
Now, they're planning to move to another University in Kuala Lumpur. It is because they can't bear to speak to those that cannot speak in English fluently. They pat me on my back as I had become one of their nice pal. I just smile, a weak smile if I may say.
So, I think that's it for now. May Allah grant our wishes to be reunited together in Jannah and may we die in Islam. Wassalam.
Fellow readers. Most people around the world is a Muslim but we are only separated by vast oceans.
So regarding my study in Curtin University with other international students, I grabbed a chance to chat with my new Omanese friend, named Umar. So today, I'm going to share about some point that I obtained from my conversation with Umar and his friends.
I asked Umar about him and his country. Umar and his friends was actually sponsored by their government for studying here. Their pocket-money for a month is 300 US Dollar, which means RM1000, more or less. At first, they were offered an option for their University, either in America or Malaysia. They picked Malaysia because they heard that Malaysia is Islamic Country. They prefer to study in Islamic Country because they wanted to preserve their Iman, in addition, Muslim are supposed to be nice to each other. Upon their arrival here, they were so shocked. Women that covers their aurat can already be counted with fingers. How did the so-called Islamic country's citizens actually wore like this? Is there no respect for Islam anymore? They asked me. I was silenced. How can I answer the question that I can't answer it rationally. In Miri, people that can speak in English are very hard-to-find. This really make their studies in Miri become harder as they can't communicate with the local citizens while going out to the town. They actually regret the fact that they chose to study in Malaysia, while they can succeed better in their studies if they went to America instead. To be honest, I can't speak for a minute or two. I was deeply felt ashamed of fellow Malaysians, about how high people's expectations on us but in reality.... among fellow Malays, there are quotes which is " indah khabar dari rupa " which means the news that we heard about something is nicer than reality about the thing.
Interested, he gave me an advise. He said that men are not supposed to wear trousers exceeds their calf as it shows his arrogance towards others. He even said that while studying, muslims are permitted to gather their solat, or commonly referred as Solat Jama' for Zuhur+Asar and Maghrib+Isya'. I told them that I am in Mazhab Syafi'e and I am not used to follow other Mazhab's teachings. He answered that there's only one God. And what differentiate Muslims among other does not change the fact that Allah is only One. So he explained to me further about it. He asked me, can I read Quran in Arabic? Immediately I answered yes. They asked me, how many verse that I have memorised? I answered, with a pause, err.. a bit. They told me, by the age of 17, most of them had already memorized at least 20 juz of Quran. Subhanallah! How stunned I was. I was shocked, ashamed on myself. I have wasted so many time in my life doing nothing that will confirm me Jannah.
Now, they're planning to move to another University in Kuala Lumpur. It is because they can't bear to speak to those that cannot speak in English fluently. They pat me on my back as I had become one of their nice pal. I just smile, a weak smile if I may say.
So, I think that's it for now. May Allah grant our wishes to be reunited together in Jannah and may we die in Islam. Wassalam.
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