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We, the young people :) are planning some kind business movement. My friends and I. We are all very inexperienced about this, but we have intentions, vision and idea about the future, that's what I like when we gather to hold a meeting. All are so enthusiastic, we know we don't have the money to start, but, we are still focussing on what we're gonna do and why we do this. A kind of preparation if oneday we're successful with this thing we won't lose control and forget our very first purpose :P, excessive optimism? I thought that's good..! So serious that we spent the whole hours of a meeting just to decide two lines of visions. hmm...what should I call this group of young and energic people..? umm... whoaa tell me more...!

It's been a year already! Our family has opened a cyber using a room which used to be our garage. since then, every day and night our house is full of noise. hmm...I've lost my quiet moment in this house :(

However, I was so glad thinking that we were going to open a cyber, remembering I really need the internet to browse materials for my thesis and others.. so every night, I keep.. online..online..online..online.. *saykoji mode on :P

But lately I realized, this cyber is infact not only for browsing, but also for online game. Deep down, and actually, to be honest and frankly I say: I do not agree..!!

I remember, I've ever watched a talkshow on tv. Talking about a kid, in philipine or...err..Thailand..?? I forgot!! the point is, that kid killed/shot a pedicab worker just because he was imagining himself as one of characters he always played in one of online games. That's horrible! I meant, that's the worst effect of too much playing online games!

The main speaker in the talkshow said, some games, which involve the player to do hunting, shooting each other, will implicitly and slowly form a mental impression in the players' mind. And the worst is, the player will bring his imagination into reality. He wants to act and feel like what he feels everytime he takes the role in the games. So, every parent must watched what games their kids usually play, prevent the war games or any games that may emerge the instinct to kill..hmm..

Back then I started to think, what could a game like 'ayo dance' do to the players' mental..?? hmm.. can you imagine..? whoaa tell me more...!

I'm looking for the perfect way to prove a love. I just couldn't understand how Imam Malik could spend his day with 60 times finishing reciting Quran. But then I found out, "Oo..that's the power of love..!!" I exclaimed to myself. Though I still can't find the logical way to imitate him, he had memorized the whole content of Quran, that would help much I thought! But me?? Hmm... what could I expect, I haven't even finishied the 3 juz of it! too bad..


I was impressed by what Abu Bakr did in the night he and Rasulullah escaped Makkah. He was so careful, bearing his pain from having been bitten by a snake. He was so pale when Rasulullah finally woke up from his lap. Rasulullah was so surprised seeing his condition, but what Abu Bakr answered when Rasulullah questioned why he did that..? He just said "I was so worried that I would wake you up, ya Rasulullah.." that must be the power of love..!

what could move a non moeslem to come to a masjid and touched by the voice of azan? that must be the power of love! yes! Do you still remember? a fact that everyone of us was asked to swear to Allah, right before we were born to this world, and we swore, we promised, we also witnessed, that Allah is the only God, no God before or after Him.. do you still remember?
I guess everyone, to be honest, deep down will feel so peacefull whenever they hear the voice of Quran recited. That's the power of love.

Allah loves us, more than a mother who loves her son.
So, whatever you feel, whatever you did.. just get back to Allah..He loves you unlimitedly..




whoaa tell me more...!

haha..what comes first to your mind when you hear the word 'extremist'..?
If you are part of general people, then 'Islam' would be the first word to be collocated with this word..
yeah..yeah..I know..! and you would agree with me that today these two words have been so well known..a sweet bloody couple..hmm..

I just borrowed a good book from a friend of mine. Crude Understanding of Disbelief written by an Islamic scientist, Harun Yahya. Well, I couldn't say that this book is especially intended for the disbelief, I thought we, who claim ourselves as the belief should also read this book because it's not impossible that what we claimed is implicitly wrong, we preceive ourselves incorrectly.

Let me introduce you to the word of Jahiliyah. It's an arabic word means uneducated, illiterate, and impolite or uncivilized. It's quite different from what Qur'an means by the word jahiliyah.

Previously, the people who lived before Quran and Muhammad came, were considered as Jahiliyah Society, not because of their uncivilized behavior, no, those people were rich, they could read well, and they were smart and educated. One thing is, that they didn't know the real intention of their creation, why were they created and what consequences they have to responsible for in the life after death. Harun Yahya calls this as the extreme form of Jahiliyah.

I was quite surprised when I read it. The term 'extreme jahiliyah' has wider and general range of meaning. I call the people as extremists.

hmm.. It forced me to contemplate a little.
We could ask ourselves then, Do we know who our creator is? His typical characteristics, what He likes and doesn't..and after we know all that, ask again, do we really care about that, Do we really want to keep everything that we do, stick to the principle, that is, to fullfil what he demands and wants from us, back to the basic purpose of why we were created.

What I've stated above is the main question that we must answer and subsequently, we can find ourselves whether we are the real ummah of Muhammad or we still part of the extremist..

Harun Yahya insists, no matter how many books we've read, how many foreign languages we have mastered, how modern our style is, or how western we are, those things will not and can not be able to cover our jahiliyah and our extremeness..

Now.. answer it to yourself..are you an extremist..? whoaa tell me more...!

To change something you've hold for a long time is not easy. I've been always thinking that everyone must have their own reason to do something and it may be deeply influenced by what they believe and how strong they hold what they believe.
I want to talk about a world of tarbiyah. Education in arabic term, but for me it has some specification which general education in our term doesn't have..

However, eventhough I've been involved in the world of tarbiyah for almost five years, I realized it just in recent time that tarbiyah is an art, an art of influencing people, an art of transforming one's thinking style to a real moslem way of thinking. Trust me, you will indeed understand how this mean is working when you actively take in role as Murabbi.

It always comes to my mind whenever I see some young girls at the school where I was asked to be mentor, girls now are so badly different from the girls generally in my era. It's more challenging I thought, we as murabbi have to fight against hedonism and their ignorance towards their own religion. I just really realized how the friction of the right value has happened and how it has successfully changed and formed the way of thinking of teenagers nowadays. Islamophobia isn't only spread over the people of other religions, it also has been contagious sickness to the moslem teenagers.

what emerges into my mind whenever I see the girls today is the question "how could I open these girls' mind?"
But I can't give up I know. I also can't step back or run.
These girls are ones to be saved. whoaa tell me more...!

Akhwat, I define it as a calling for a mover woman, a moslem woman who's bright, who fights for what she believes.
Lately I see some strange phenomenon or trends..err..or symptom I should say, coz it's closer to a sickness I thought, which happen to some akhwats. They are so fond of showing off their face through their photoes in internet..hmm..I admitted that I've ever done it, but I realized, it's a mistake..

Do you know, or do you remember, former akhwats were really aware of how they should take care of their izzah, pride. Even if a photo of theirs were slipped and fell accidentally, they would be panic and worried, they would hastily keep it safe and away from a creature called ikhwan. They saw it as a worthy and precious thing that they wouldn't want to show it to any ikhwan but him who will be their husband.

Back then I see some akhwats are so easily eager to let people know how good they are in a photo, how beauuuutiful their face and how cute their smiles.

I don't know who is wrong or what..? is it the time which is false? is today is the time for akhwats to do some sale for their photoes? or it is the akhwat herself who has lost her izzah, her pride, that she just gives away and display their photoes anywhere she wants and she can..

Wallahu'alam..
hope I would and will always stick to what I believe if it's right, and may God show me the way if I'm wrong.. whoaa tell me more...!

Lately I remembered what has been said by one of my sisters, that blog is not supposed to be considered as a place to tell people about yourself only. To be honest, that's one of many reasons why I became so lazy to post something here. I can't help to write about myself, though I know it's not suggested, so I stopped writing, for a while.

uMMm, ...

As what I've stated in the title, I'm 22 years old now. Recently, I tried to remember, rewind my memory and tried to flashback my life in the latest four or five years. The first time I knew Liqoat or Tarbiyah and the 'journey' that it takes me to until now.

I can't Imagine if I've chosen to not attend my first meeting with a sister who then has changed my life. If only I decided to refuse to accompany my friend to meet a sister (who then became my first MR/Religion advisor or whatever the term is). It was so simple that I didn't realize how that day has brought my life to this line, right to this point.

Remembering my friend (who has introduced me to that sister) has made such a 'terrible' mistake that it drove her to a situation where she can't keep to be in this line with me. Sometimes I think it's unfair, but backthen I know, no matter how long you've been involved in the world of tarbiyah, it won't guarantee that you'll be staying here longer that others. You have no options but to be chosen to stay or fail and leave the way..

well..well..
memory..memory...
it's a wonder that makes you laugh and cry in the same time..

in the 22nd years of my life, I have to make decisions. in every seconds we do. We just don't know which second will change our life..

p.s. perhaps some terms will only be understood by liqoers only whoaa tell me more...!

Hmm...it's been quite a long long time since my last post.. :D
still don't know what to write though..hmm..

anyway, I just want to appreciate my sister's 'hard work' in 'insisting' me to post again :P
thank you very much sist..

Umm..one more thing, here I announce a great great grateful to her for giving me an award.. it's been a long long time ago actually.. :D


















errr...what else..

Ah..one last thing.. now my face is getting darker since I joined a short term camp last weekend. It was fun. My friends and I had a corporation with RZI to hold a camp called KEMAH JUARA. Special for orphans and the poor children.

hmm..it'll be a long story to tell.

Well, I think that's all.. :D
I hope I will write again immediately.. :) whoaa tell me more...!

Lately my will to write seems to fly away, just gone with the wind. I can't blame the thesis.. I know..!
though I can't deny that some decisions have been postponed to be affirmed. my Decision to design my life proposal, decision to get married *eits..wkwkwkwk..kidding*, Decision to change some of my characters and attitudes, decision to apply the scholarship to Japan, and else..

See, everytime I say to myself "hmm..I need to do some changes.."

then the little cute heart impolitely and cannily insists.."argh..you can do that later..after you finish your paper..take it easy..it won't be too late.."

so what could I say if my heart told me so.. *hhh...*
backthen, I ask to myself again ..
"Have I decided to finish the paper ..?"

and I'm afraid, hope I was mistaken, but.. I hardly could hear a low voice..it was a whisper I think.. it said.. "I haven't.."

hmm...
But, I'll post again soon.. at least that's my decision now.. whoaa tell me more...!

please answer these questions honestly..well, you can stop for a while and ask yourself and dive to the real bottom of your heart (kinda excessive I thought -_-' )...
here we go...

First, When was the last time you felt really happy?

Second, What was it, in your life, that it made you fight to get it?

that's all,.. whoaa tell me more...!

Mood/rationales:

so-so/Stay at home, see nothing but a square flat screen box

happy/ gonna see my friends in a meeting

uneasy/ thinking of my lecturer who's super busy, he gets me more dizzy with the thesis turns my eyes to grizzly

curious/ wondering what's on some of my pals' mind

enthusiastic/ involved in a team of power rangers, but we're only four, we miss the black ranger, ugh!

pissed off/ being critizied more often lately, showing how I'm having 'deflation'..aaargh..!

confused/ to let go a precious chance, but it's bad anyway, who cares..leave it alone!

jealous/ people are getting better!I must raise myself UP!!

bad/ still have a difficult homework from my teacher..last meeting was a shocking meeting, a friend of mine suddenly got angry at me,, dunno why, something wrong?? aargh.. some things are going wrong, that's life! you just have to fix it! eat up that anger!

stuck/ just dunno what to write..

say something..! whoaa tell me more...!

It feels like I've been slapped so hard.

A brother (he might read this post, anyway, thank you for 'slapping' me),
he reminded us again, as his sisters,

about how to behave as a muslimah..
about how we'd be better if not to expose ourselves with perfumes..
about how speaking firmly would keep the pride as femmes..
about how important for us to preserve the limits of relationship with the gents..

I just realized how most of us, the femmes of Islam have left these values behind..
We laugh as loud as the mouth can open up,
We smile astonishingly just to impress everyone who sees us, ignoring how some of our brothers might emerge a fanciful feelings in their hearts..

aaaaargh..!woman..woman...do you still remember? our Prophet told us, most of the hell inmates are women..

One of my brothers said.."It's okay if you try to be firm towards men..no problem if they think you're arrogant..as long as you do that on the name of preserving your pride as femmes of Islam.."

Ust Anis matta ever talked about a man. A student of a university in Depok. He's a smart man (ikhwan), comes from a rich family, studied in medical faculty, and he's indeed a good man, rich, polite and religious. A man of most women's dream. He was willing to get married, so he asked Ust anis to find him a woman. As usual, Ust anis asked that man to tell him about his criteria for the woman, so it'll be easier for ust to find a woman who meets his criteria. Here is the conversation:
Ust Anis: "what are the ideal criteria that you want?"

Man in Pursuit (hereafter will be called 'MP'): "that woman must be smart"
Ust Anis thought -Ooh..okay..that's normal, a smart man like him, certainly wants typical woman for him-
MP: "this woman would be better if she has similar background as mine"
maybe, in the case of economic, education background, and so on..
Ust Anis thought - hmm..fair enough..he's just trying to find someone who's in the same level as him-
MP: "I thought I also expect her face.."
Ust Anis - well, I thought that would be appropriate, this man is also good looking, no wonder he expects so..
then..
MP: "I hope the woman has a good manner, a good understanding on Islamic stuffs, she must be active in dakwah"
and there are some specific criteria that this man mentioned:

firstly,
she must love her father.

Ust Anis concluded that this man needs a kind woman and also care for others..

and the surprising last criteria is..

SHE BETTER BE A SEVENTEEN YEARS OLD WOMAN..

so, seriously Ust told him>"akhy, If only I find this woman, I thought I wouldn't give her to you..
I will take her for me in the first place..!"
MP asked.."why?"

Ust: "Antum is asking me to use most of my time to search for a very rare thing..!" he continued.."Why? because..,
it's okay if we try to find a woman with the earlier conditions, no problem,

but to find a seventeen years old woman with a good manner is almost impossible.
why?
because with the condition nowadays, the situation in the surroundings, in average, women presently, just know the real Islam and understand it well right when they enter the higher education..!
which means, they are already over 20..and IF they follow the program well, her islamic manner will be well formed after three years Islamic education (tarbiyah).
Moreover, some other problems come up, right after they have the appropriate manner, it's not certain that they will be ready to get married..!
secondly,
IF ONLY the woman's ready to get married, I can't make sure that she's willing to marry you..!"

This is one of the examples of a man who doesn't have a clear self-concept. He expects the perfect spouse candidate, that is, an ideal woman, but not an appropriate woman for himself.

what we need is not a perfect one. We need someone who can make us complete, who fits into the frame of our personality.

Not all grown-up and serious men need serious and grown-up women beside them, a fully serious man might even expect a really childish woman, not for any reasons but to complete him.

Not all handsome, good looking men need beautiful perfect women to squire every single step for the rest of their life, a man might be hoping for someone who's not really good physically, but she can appreciate beauty, that the man would be so much grateful for her appreciation towards him..

hmm..in the end..it's our concept of life and self consciousness would result the exact and the right criteria of spouse that we need and want.

It's all back to you...I Hope all of us would find the one who would complete our puzzle of life.. that's what makes this life more beautiful.. ^_^ whoaa tell me more...!

At that night I was so angry at my friend. He forgot our appointment to have a meeting in the afternoon. So I sent him an email. Telling how we had come to his house and didn't find him there. I was so disappointed, it's been always difficult for us to set up a schedule for the meeting, so it'll be more difficult to have another schedule to replace it.

I was 'satisfied' that I had wreaked my anger by saritizing him "how could a rain of water have prevented you from coming to the appointment!" I said..

I don't know why.. at that time.., when I was so emotional, I heard my heart said, that I would feel sorry for saying that. In fact, everytime I scold him (yeah, I often do that), I always find myself as the one who misunderstands, the one who gets him wrong.

and guess how he reacted. He just said "yeah.."
that's all!

We finally met each other this morning.
I was a little calm, still I felt, I was all correct with all the indiscipline attitude he made another day..

He started to explain. Some points, such as how he had had gained some information, how he has fully attended his responsibility, the duties that we had divided for each of us in the previous meeting,

how he had (also) done the duties that should have been done by me..
hhh..This time, like all the time before,
I'm-indeed-wrong.
He took all the responsibility, that made me say to myself "wait a moment...!"
I just realized and wondered "where have I been all the time?How could I forget that!"

His small mistake for not coming yesterday had made me mad. It was a little mistake in fact.

However, he (again) reminded me for always telling him if he makes mistake, and show him the way if he's wrong,
but I thought as if it was all about me.

I feel so guilty till the moment I write this..
I'm sorry my friend..really sorry.. whoaa tell me more...!

Why must rainbow comes up after the rain? why not previously?
And how about the stars? why they must show in the darkness of a night? why not try to be friends with the sun?

The harmony of nature really plays a beautiful song in our life..

An irony of a butterfly who has to be a caterpillar before she emerges into a beautiful creature..

All ends to a point.. darkness is just a phase, a channel we must get through to finally find a light..

That's why the rainbow is always amazing..Cause Allah wants us to see an absolute beauty on the sky after the dark cloud hangs above and the rain cleans it up.

The stars bunch around the moon, just to adorn a lonely night..so whenever we see them, we would smile and say "look..!the stars are sparkling at me..!!" and we would think.."night is not always dark.." whoaa tell me more...!

sweet, bitter, salty, sour..

aaaargh..

no matter how hard you try to deny, you can't change it! that's life..!

it's just a matter of management.
management of feeling, management of thinking, management of talking
it shows us how everyone of us is a manager..

yes?
nope?
you don't agree?

well, it's just a matter of time..anyway, on another day you will find yourself cry, while your friends are laughing somewhere else..and vice versa..

what?
me?
angry?

nope.., I'm just jealous whoaa tell me more...!

I was a bit surprised when I found this note, made by one of my teachers. He wrote: "if we live for 60 years (as general people would live), how long would we spend for sleeping, studying, watching TV, and other small unnecessary things?
let's see...

sleeping for 8 hours = 8 hours/24 hours x 60 years = 20 years (can you imagine? we sleep for 20 years!)

studying at school = 8 hours/ 24 hours x 12 years = 4 years

watching TV since 10 years = 4 hours/24 hours x 50 years = 8.3 years

higher study = 4 hours/24 hours x 4 years = 0.7 years

small stuffs = 4 hours/24 hours x 60 years = 10 years

see how long our life truly is.. 60 (years of life) - 20 (years of sleeping) - 4 (years of studying) - 8.3 (years of watching TV) - 0.7 (years of higher study) - 10 (years of small stuffs) = 17 years!!

we only live for 17 years!

all of these are minimum standard that most people generally do.. you can count by yourself if you allocate some of your time for playing games and extra sleep..

well, it's all up to us for the things we do in our time..just remember guys.. it IS true..that life is so short..

make it count! whoaa tell me more...!

Tough doesn't merely mean you can smack down anyone in front of you.
Tough is when you can choose to do what is right when you're in absolute anger..
Tough is when you cry desperately in front of the Most Strong..
Tough is when you try to be honest to yourself no matter you will finally find out how you decay..
Tough is when you choose to leave someone for Him
Tough is when you choose to leave something because of Him
Tough is when you can give up all your hope and expectation upon Him
Tough is when you can feel the weakest of you anytime you're alone with Him
Tough is when you feel your heart totally falls into pieces and you choose to smile and go on.. and tell yourself, that Allah wants me all the best..
Tough is all about choosing..
Ya Allah..I fell.. it hurts.. whoaa tell me more...!

I've got to do an extra work this weekend. I have to be ready to stay up overnight..
how can I sleep while my thesis keeps flying over my head..

However, there's nothing more entertaining than imagining this sunday I would have a trip with my friends to the beach..
so guys, maybe I won't post any writing until monday..
Aaargh..I just can't wait until sunday comes........... .............................

how about you? You don't plan to go anywhere? whoaa tell me more...!

In the middle of my reading (for thesis purposes), suddenly something came out of my mind
..I remembered a psychological test (not a formal one, amateur-made) given by one of my friends..

She asked me "Hey sa! If one day you have to get into a jungle, then all of a sudden, you find a string on the way. What would you do with it?"

"Well, it has nothing to do with me..so, I think I would just leave it!" I said..

"hmm.. okay. Then, If on your way through the jungle, You see a lion.. what would you do?" She asked me again..

"What..? ..Of course I would get prepared!" I said it bravely..

She looked so proud too, while nodding her head she asked "Get prepared?"

"Yes! Get prepared to run! or at least, as fast as I can, I'd climb up a tree nearby!"
"Hhh... " ....

"let's continue..after that.., you keep walking until finally you find a hut. Since you're so curious, You get into the hut.. In the hut, you see a table.. what do you think the form of the table is? is it rectangular, round, or triangle, or any form on you mind?"
"I think it would be a square one!"

"Okay, then.. how many chairs?"
I said "there are two chairs"

"You look around the house, you open the window and look out, what animal do you think you would see in the first place?" She asked again

"hmm.. I would see a rabbit.." I answered

she laughed "I see.. ! you decide to get out of the hut, take a little walk, and finally see a lake with some fresh water.. what would you do with it?"

"I would just wash my face with it," I said

"That's all? you just wash your face? nothing more? you don't want to swim in it or anything else?" her laugh was getting louder

"Nope! I just need to wash my face, well... maybe.. I'd play a bit and drink a little.."

"Okay! the test is finished! now, do you want to know the result?" she asked again

"she was quite suspicous" I thought.. then I said "so, what's the interpretation?"

"in the jungle, you saw a string right?" she said

straightly I answered "Yup!"
"and you didn't do anythin with the string ..that means, if you face a little problem, you just ignore it, you don't even care about it"

"Ha? " I was surprised, "Is that true?" I asked,
I wasn't even sure to whom I asked that question, to her or to myself..

"then, you saw a lion, you ran! it shows that you always run from big problems!" She seemed so happy to hear that

(me)

"next, in the hut, you saw a table, that table was square, that's what you thought, wasn't it?" she just kept laughing me! then she said "your way of thinking is linear, angular, rigid"


"it can't be true!" I denied, hhh... but deep down, I knew that could be true

"the chairs you saw, there were two" she continued "that means you always share to other people, at least ONE friend of yours"

"well, not bad, hehehe" I relieved

"out of the window, you saw a rabbit" she started to laugh again "Rabit symbolized the type of man that you like, you like a cute funny man, right? just like a rabbit"
there she laughed again..

(me)

She continued "Finally, when you walked out the hut, You found a lake with fresh air. This water repesented opportunity. What you did with the water showed how you're not really opportunist , I meant, you just don't really care with the opportunty existed in front of you"

"am I that bad?" I thought
"hh..whatever!"

anyway, It can be justified in some cases, I mean, I justified it.. some of them are true.. except at the part of "rabbit" represents my type, is it true or not? what do you think?

For psychologist who accidentally read this post, please don't get offended, I know this is not entirely valid. But, It's quite fun, we were bored in that afternoon, it refreshed us a bit

You want to try it? just post your answer, I'll try to be a so-called psycologist whoaa tell me more...!