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Well done Mat =)

Broken Pieces of Clay and Pottery

By Farhia Yahya

I was once walking along a narrow but busy street in Cairo when ahead of me was a donkey-cart laden with handmade pottery and clay utensils. It belonged to an old man who had been walking slowly beside it, and trying to sell whatever he could to make an income. He walked with hunched-shoulders, a turban tied round his head like a Sa’idi from Upper Egypt, his face wrinkled by age and the harsh Egyptian sun. It wasn’t hard to see that many difficult years had passed over him and he had probably been doing this for a long while.

As I continued to walk, I heard a cry and some commotion. The donkey had staggered back (probably startled by something) and as a result, the harnessing pushed the cart upwards, sending the pottery and clay shattering out into the street. It was heartbreaking to see the poor man’s face turn dark and sorrowful. With a heavy heart, he began to pick up the broken and chipped pieces of clay and pottery; his livelihood and merchandise that no one was going to buy now.

But as he did so, I began to see random people come out of shops and apartments, hurrying towards him and picking up his pottery from the street. There was no more hustle and bustle; just a quiet silence as people stopped to help him. Cars stopped out of respect, or slowly diverted around the broken and chipped clay. What was truly moving was to see many people pull out money and give it to the man as if they were purchasing the broken clay, except they weren’t buying anything (other than Paradise I guess). Drivers stuck out money from their window for the poor aged man, and almost every person who helped pick up the pieces also chipped in with sadaqah (charity). They realized that today, he wasn’t going to be making much money… in fact for that whole month to come, he probably wasn’t going to be making much at all.

It was incredible to see the hearts of people move like this. Humanity may disappear and people may be cruel towards the poor in certain places and at certain times, but in other places and at other times, the humanity is truly beautiful.

Keep your heart close to the poor and needy; they help to keep it alive.

-link-

BE BRAVE =)

When it all feels like

Everything's impossible

And you don't fit right

In a crowd go out and brake the mold

If you don't try you'll never fly

But you gotta be brave

Say you're out of luck

Knocked down in the dumps

You've got a fragile heart

I know cause so do I

Stuck here struggling

Harder to believe that

Things may fall apart

You can't give up the fight, yeah

Sometimes running on low

Takes you all the way home

Prove how far you can go

You gotta show the world

When it all feels like

Everything's impossible

And you don't fit right

In a crowd go out and brake the mold

If you don't try you'll never fly

But you gotta be brave yeah

You gotta be brave yeah

There is a remedy

Patched up easily

Learn to love yourself and never hide the scars

There's been damage done

But the battle's won

You were strong enough to get to where you are

Sometimes running on low

Takes you all the way home

Prove how far you can go

You gotta show the world

When it all feels like

Everything's impossible

And you don't fit right

In a crowd go out and brake the mold

If you don't try you'll never fly

But you gotta be brave yeah

You gotta be brave yeah

You can stand tall

You can stay strong

You can show everyone

You are your own let them all know

That you can be brave

When it all feels like

Everything's impossible

And you don't fit right

In a crowd go out and brake the mold

If you don't try you'll never fly

But you gotta be brave yeah

You gotta be brave yeah.

Bila JKKK mengamuk, ahaks ~

inikalilah

senyum :)

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30 mins late and I missed my last chance to see and say good bye to my task supervisor, Dr David Foley, on his very last day in the university. We are not that close, but worked together twice a week for 2 months... to see his empty desk and "dark" fume hood is really heartbroken *over pulak* Semoga aku tak terkontang-kanting utk 3 minggu yg akan datang sebelum submission final year project. I really need to work on my time management skill -nasib baik semalam dah jumpe sekejap-

His is very helpful, enthusiastic dan sanagat pandaaiiiiiiiiii. Kesiannya dia dpt student kecik like me, nak bukak pintu peti sejuk (utk simpan chemicals) pun x larat *pintu tue sgt ketat OK !!*, nak set up column chromatography pun x sampai so kena pakai stool *i'm the only one yg guna bende tue dlm lab sbb orang lain semua tinggi2 belako* dan rasanya aku telah tanpa sedar men'spoiled'kan Valentine's date dia. Dek kerana reaction ku meragam, terpaksalah abg chemist ku balik rumah dgn rushnya sejam lewat dr plan asal. At least aku tahu dia ade kehidupan lain sbb sebelum nie hidup dia mcm dlm lab je haha..

For unknown reason, rasa sedih sangatlah pula mungkin sebab rasa macam hilang orang yang boleh dirujuk utk write up (padehal boleh je contact via email and padehal dia hanya bertanggung jawab utk bantu kerja-kerja dalam lab and padehal main supervisor ade je utk bantu).... 

... lalu rasa kehilangan itu membawa hati jauh pulang ke tanah air. Macam mana mak laluinya sebelum nie? Mesti lebih sedih hati itu bila arwah abah dijemput Allah. Mak tak drive dan kami sangat bergantung pada arwah bila nak kemana-mana. Sungguh bila arwah tiada, terasa lumpuh sebentar dan hari2 selepas itu mak kemana-mana naik bas, ke pasar, ke tempat kerja etc. Alhamdulillah sesekali Muiz pulang kerumah bercuti, bolehlah beli stock barang dapur etc. Besar jasanya mu dik, moga Allah balas dengan nikmat iman dan islam.

Pedih itu, bukan sekadar pada hilangnya tempat bergantung tapi kerana rasa yang di dalam hati. Barangkali rasa sedih bila Dr David pergi kerana ada rasa sayang seorang pelajar kepada gurunya. Bagaimana agaknya  rasa emak bila abah pergi? Mesti teramat sangat sedih hati seorang isteri itu. Dua dekat bersama, susah dan senang... Alhamdulillah ada adik-adik (Muiz, Eyra, Muaz dan Eyta) bersama-sama disisi, menjadi penguat di waktu-waktu sukar itu...

Maafkan akak mak, ketika hatimu itu basah dengan air mata, diri ini hanya mampu bersuara dibalik telefon bimbit dari kejauhan...

Terlambat 30 minit untuk seseorang yang baru dikenali beberapa bulan, apalah sangat. Hanya jarak yang memisahkan, masih ada ruang untuk kusampaikan salam. Maka untuk insan-insan yang lebih dulu dikenali, dan lebih dekat dengan hati, sebelum terlambat seumur hidup dan sebelum 2 alam berbeza memisahkan, ketahuilah betapa sungguh dihati ini, ada sayang buatmu emak, abah dan adik-adik, kerana Allah hendaknya. amin...

p/s : Seorang hamba yang kerdil ini, ada masa terlupa berdoa, suatu ketika dulu, pernah sungguh-sungguh aku memohon pada Dia, hampir saja aku putus asa dan makin lupa memohon, dipujuk hati bahawa Dia punya rencana yang lebih baik dan tepat waktunya, sungguh-sungguh aku memohon lagi, lalu hari ini, Dia tunjukkan sesuatu yang mengukir senyum pada bibir... Alhamdulillah =)

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Kekhawatiran tak menjadikan bahayanya membesar,

hanya dirimu yang mengerdil,

tenanglah, semata kerana Allah bersamamu,

maka tugasmu hanya berikhtiyar,

dan di sana,

pahala syurga menantimu,

-Salim A Fillah-

Perlu

Ya Allah ketika kau uji kami,

Dengan kemahuan yang teramat sangat,

Sedang ia bukan untuk kami,

Ajarkan kami ya Allah,

Erti syukur pada yang sedikit,

Moga kami tidak lupa,

Mengucap syukur pada yang banyak.

Terlalu mahu,

Moga aku tak lupa,

Pada yang namanya,

Perlu.

Abang dan adik.

Sangat comel OK video nie... Tak tertahan untuk tidak share...=D
(Ikut pengalaman sendiri, dulu kalau ajar adik mengaji mesti stress lepas tu sbb adikku akan sgt creative mencari cara untuk tak nak baca dan kakak dia sgt tak creative bab pujuk memujuk ini... urgh~!!)

Bila difikir balik, ada beberapa perkara yang tanpa sedar boleh kita belajar dari adik berdua yang comel ini. Abangnya tegas (garang macam over pulak) tapi lembut. Sangat terkesan bila si adik nak minta tukar lidi penunjuk abangnya pun ikutkan aje, dan mereka pun mengaji dengan amannya hingga ke akhir. Cool sangat nie... Brother kecik sorang ni...

Lidi je pun... Yes, memang sebatang lidi je pun kalau dilihat pada zahirnya. Tapi in real life, berapa ramai yang sanggup bermati-matian mempertahankan "sebatang lidi itu" kerana sebuah ego? Lalu mengorbankan tenang pada hati. Zahir tampak gah berjaya, batin terseksa oleh rakusnya jiwa...

Seharusnya lelaki itu menjadi pemimpin kami kaum wanita, 

tegas dengan prinsipnya tapi flexible pada amalinya. 

Lalu kita yang perempuan, 

mudahkanlah diri untuk dibantu, 

menuju jalan bertemu Tuhan.