Being Something ['Khalifah: Intrinsic Values That I've Learnt' iii]

Salaam all. Sorry-lah, I have to keep on writing about this whole Khalifah program. I have promised myself to finish it, no matter what. Besides, who are you to apprehend me from doing so? <kekejaman>

Inner speech

In our materialistic body, there is this one piece of solidified blood that works as the window between the world within you and the spiritual semantics of the outside world. It's heart:- the strongest piece of meat in our body. Heart has two main functions; to pump blood and metaphorically to create inner speech.

Majority of us don't realize how dominant we're upon our body/action. Before deciding something, have you ever realized how vigorous your heart battling your nafs. Actually, the nature of human is pure <just like John Rosseau said in his book 'Discours el Loix'>. It is the environment that influences our act and manner. In this world, we're constantly being tested and tempted. 

My understanding about world is quite easy; it is like khuldi to us. Taboo.

The biggest mistake that humans always do is, they ignore, neglect the dominance to nafs. They reject the dominance and got washed up the torrent, endless current of lust. They let the lust overcome their consciousness, and end up being ungrateful, unsatisfied being. 

Consciousness is the answer to all problems. When you have that consciousness imbues your every act and every breath of life; you'll always capable of handling/hindering all evil and badness. Of course, we couldn't get 100% in not being evil, but at least it'll help. Seriously.

Being khalifah. What it means?

The best quotation recited during this program was by Pua Badariah Ismail, Master holder in Syari`ah Islam <kahh??>. She who looks too young for her age <she's almost to golden jubilee> said;

"Allah itu Maha Sempurna. Semasa dia menciptakan manusia sebagai khalifah, Dia tidak silap. Dan semasa dia memilih kamu untuk menjadi- menurut Iqhbal- pegawai-Nya, Dia juga tidak silap."

I was like thunderstruck. It is from there, I thought as much of changing and be a real Muslim, real khalifah. But then, world's too beautiful to be overlooked <badass me>. 

<Alhamdulillah ... this is all that I want to tell you guys. Wait for another rant-ful blabbering, OK?>

Potret Di Midvalley

Salaam. 

Punyalah main bahagia ini hari, sebab kami habis kelas jam 10:00PM. Puan Mahani tiada, pensyarah semuanya ber-meeting-an lagi nanti petang. HEAVENNNNNNN~HaHaHaHa. Ni jaa yang saya mampu ungkap (harap-harap esok pun camni).

Sekejap lagi mau sambung buat rencana. Saya curi sedikit masa untuk mengepos sedikit lagi gambar yang diambil masa kami jalan tengok movie dengan Azwan itu hari. Diambil menggunakan kamera DSLR Ewi (Wii, thanks), kebanyakannya bertemakan potret. 

Kepada Azwan:

You are right. Saya terlalu cepat menghakimi kau, walaupun baru pertama kali jumpa face-to-face. Saya ndaboleh elak bha, tendency untuk melakukan first impression sama kau. It's the law of attraction, dude. Anyhow, kita adakan lebih kerap, perjumpaan sebegini. Boleh?

Amaran: 

Jangan ambil gambar sesuka hati. Ini hak peribadi orang ni, gambar ni. Minta kebenaran kepada si pemilik badan yang ada gambarnya di dalam gambar yang hendak diambil. Allah nampak, tau.

Sesak. Sangat sesak.

Personally, I like this picture the most.

I took this picture in Rasamas restaurant. Try to guess, what it is.

Cute-nya. Ini kipas saya jumpa masa hari terakhir kemerdekaan di Putrajaya. Masa tu, sudah mau naik bas, bila saya nampak ia tersadai di jalan raya. Saya kutip, tapi penutup baterinya pula jatuh. Suruh si Aizat jugaa ambil.

Melakukan perbincangan kritis terhadap juadah yang hendak dipilih.

Berjalan Di Midvalley...Lagi (Versi Gambar)

^P/S: Azwan....he's a lot un-talkative in the real life. So different from Azwan in Facebook.

Berjalan Di Midvalley...Lagi (II)

Salaam. Memandangkan saya tiada apa untuk dibuat (padahal baju banyak belum bercuci), maka izinkan saya untuk menulis sedikit lagi berkenaan perjalanan ke Midvalley pada hari Sabtu lalu. Sememangnya ia adalah suatu memori yang tidak akan dapat saya lupakan (ayat UPSR).

At Pet Shop

Selepas kami menikmati meal yang hyper-bombastic tu, terus saya cadangkan ke pet shop. Sebelum ni, Dien tunjuk dan tanya pernah saya pergi ndak. I shook head. So, we went there. All that I can say is:

AAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW~

Serius, montel dan kiut-miut semua binatang yang ada di sana. Kucing, cicak of many types, hares, rabbits, small rodents and even fishes. Orang yang run kedai tu saya agak sangat kemas dan perfeksionis. Gedung haiwan dia stail habess!

Tetapi benda yang paling menarik perhatian saya dalam kedai itu adalah dua buah akuariumnya. Satu bertemakan hidupan air masin dan satu, hidupan air tawar. Cantiknya, serius. Kalaulah ada Hazel masa tu, mesti dia suka gila-gila-gila-gila. Suka tengok ikan-ikan berenang di celahan kelembutan dan kehalusan jejari anemon. Ada udang and I wondered if squids were there.

Akuarium kedua, yang temanya air tawar lagilah... adedda. Dalamnya ada kayu mati yang besar seperempat pemeluk, ditumbuhi rumput dalam air yang pelbagai. Ada lumut dan ada macam pokok duit-duit tu; macam-macam. Kayu tu ada rongga, tidak silap, dengan ikan-ikan kecil bersembunyi dalamnya. Macam mau cubit jaa semua ikan tu, nasib baiklah ikan orang.

And then an idea struck me. I was imagining the house that I will built once I get my job. I will build a wall that separates living room from kitchen, that has aquarium as a layer. You know, macam kuih seri muka tu bhaa, adakan lapisan di tengahnya? Hah, buat akuarium macam tulah.

Ehh, jauh pulak lari cerita. Where were we?

Oh yah, di pet shop. Bila jam 1:20PM, kami keluar dan buru-buru ke panggung wayang. Tayangan bermula 1:30PM. Habis tengok wayang, kami terus solat Zuhur. Lepas tu... (ingat balik, jap)... oh ya, kami enjoyed Carl's Jr. Memang kentang gorengnya terbaik, saya gian gila. Sampai kentang gorang orang lainpun saya tibai (sorry Ewi, kaupun buat macam tu dengan saya, kan?).  Lepas tu, Azwan balik sebab dia ada second part jalan-jalan. Yang tinggal, kami main boling. 

At Bowling Court

I didn't join them. I am not good at it, so playing would waste a lot.So I daringly said, "No!" (hati memberontak, paksa main. Iman larang). HAHAHA. Hanya jadi jurugambar. 

Dekat sejam jugalah dorang main. Ewi menang satu mata di atas Aizat, dan Zudien di tempat ketiga. They're funneh, I say. Lucu bila lasat-last tu, Aizat strike dan spare. Ewi terkejut, ingat kalah sudah. Rupanya ndak. Tahniah, tahniah.

Hey, saya perasan sesuatu jugak masa dorang tengah bermain boling tu. I saw and watched other illicit activity, which, I put all my hatred on. indirect sexual activity. No, no, no noo.. there is no need to be shy whence reading this. They are the ones who should be ashamed of themselves. Jika tidak kerana nilai modesty yang tinggi (tinggilah sangat), mesti sudah lama saya jerit, "Get a room, both of you!".

Come on, this is a social place, not Hattyai. Not message premise or whatsoever. Darn! (Kemarahan membara). Lepas tu, kami solat `Asar dan

Balik

kami balik tu, dekat jam 7:30PM lah juga. KTM penuh, God gracious; macam ada demonstrasi jaa di stesen kereta api tu. Beratus orang. But somehow, we managed to get into it. Main tolak-tolak jaa. Kedzaliman, di situlah ia menjadi nyata.

Sudah sampai Bandar Tasik Selatan, kami ambil satu teksi. Bagitau pergi Maktab Teknik dan dia salah jalan pulak. Bolehnya la bha salah dengar Tasik Ace. Saya enraged sudah dalam hati, tapi kool jaa. Dia siap marah kami kenapa ndak bagitau dia salah jalan. Hey mister, who's the driver?

I suggested him to find some physiologist, if not psychologist to dig that ear wax out, cuma dalam hati jaalah. Mau dia tendang ke luar teksi. Domestic infringement betullah dia. Hadei... G'LOL. Jadinya, tambang jadi RM10.00.

Ndapalah, kalau dia betul-betul salah, halalkan jaalah. Tapi, kalau dia tipu, taulah nasibnya nanti. Wassalam.

The End.

^P/S: Masa tunaikan solat Maghrib, azan `Isyak berkumandang. Macam mana tu?