ALLAH's MAGIC...

MasyaAllah. SubhanAllah. Alhamduliilah. We always think that it happens in the movies :-)

I was thinking of Nooraini ever since she replied my message and informed me that Yatie, her sister had passed away last October due to Cushing's syndrom. It's water retention in the body as a result of the anaesthetic given during childbirth. She was only 47 years old. I haven't seen her for so many years due to time constraint. I planned to see her during the Hari Raya break but you know, we could only plan.

Last Saturday I was in Melaka after visiting Ikram in Seremban. That night Kak Leha wanted to go to Mydin, Air Keroh. As usual I was the driver. I was waiting along the aisle of the frozen food while waiting for Kak Leha to pick up her groceries. Due to a lot of people, I waited there with the trolley. I was thinking of Nooraini and how to go to Air Keroh Heights tomorrow. Memang dah niat dah. It's all I could do as a friend. As I was observing all these people making their choices, I saw someone strolling opposite me with a trolley that really looked like her.

I was not very sure it could be her. My mouth uttered Nooraini out loud but I am sure not loud enough for her to hear me due to our distance and the crowd. Yet, she looked up and looked around and saw me directly opposite her. All we could do was gave a big smile to each other and hugged each other tightly. We ignored the crowd. I could just look at her with disbelief that someone that I was really thinking hard enough was right in front of me. This was stuff for the movies. I asked her the directions to her house and promised her to see her the next day. MasyaAllah. Engkau Maha Mengetahui apa yang tersirat di hati hamba Mu ini.

The next day I managed to find her house. Her mother was bed ridden. She was on a two months unpaid leave. We talked about her plans and her mum, the death of Yatie, who was my junior in CHIJ. We used to go to her house for free lunch whenever we had to stay back after school. I know her family well. She's single due to her choice as she is the eldest daughter of 3, her father passed away when she was little, the sole bread winner with a good position and the strength of the close-knitted family. I love her as my friend and sister in Islam. What was so touching was that she was called up for Haj this year but she declined as Yatie was already in ICU. She was glad she did not go as Yatie passed away two days after her departure date. It was meant to be but Tabung Haji said they would KIV her name for next year. Permudahkanlah untuk shabat ku ini ya Allah.

The most I could do is just to be her friend. Thank you Allah. Sometimes, I am so afraid of you but not in the sense of fearing you. Just so afraid of your kindness towards me and my wants in this world as I always feel that I just do not deserve it. Yet, Thank you. Alhamdulillah. Izinkan aku menjadi hambaMu yang sangat bersyukur.

Al-Fatihah untuk aruah Yatie

It's meant to be...

Last Thursday, 17th November, I received news that Johari was admitted to ICU. I knew him when I first came to this school. He was promoted and transferred to another school as a Guru Besar. He was a nice man. Open, out spoken but always courteous and respectful. He was 52 years old. I was not sure why.  The bearer of news said it was an infection but not sure on which part of the body. I was already busy and hadn't done my packing as I was leaving for KL the next day. I had promised Ikram I would see him on Saturday.

That Thursday, Rokiah's daughter came to school to take some forms for her to sign. I helped her to type Rokiah's SKT form and chatted with her, being my ex-student. Rokiah had been warded for almost 4 months due to complications of her diabetes. Her daughter said that she was in CCU for almost a month. She will be going for a by-pass surgery next week. Ya Allah, permudahkanlah untuknya. She is only 45 years old.

As if that's not enough, I learned that Hafsah's got her termination letter effective January 2012. Noordin Sopiee & Associates will be winding down operations. She will be out of a job. She is 53 years old. She has enough to last her a year without working. It will be tough due to her age. People will want to hire someone younger and less experience as they can offer a lower salary. Maybe it's time to move on.

Everything happens for a reason. Segala-galanya adalah ketentuan. Tiba masanya "kun Faya kun" maka jadilah seperti apa yang telah ditetapkan sejak kita di Loh Mahfuz lagi. InsyaAllah, things will work out by itself. All these news on one day i.e. Thursday. Last Sunday, 20th November, I received an SMS informing me that Johari had passed away. Innalillahi-wainna-illaihiraji'un. Daripada Allah kita datang, kepadaNya jugalah kita kembali. Al-Fatihah for a friend.

"Sometimes Allah breaks our spirit to save our soul,

He breaks our heart to make us whole,

He sends us pain so we can be stronger.

He sends us failure so we can be humble,

He sends us illness so we can take care of ourselves;

Sometimes He takes everything away from us 

so we can learn the value of everything."

NEVER TAKE ANYTHING FOR GRANTED.
Finally, last Sunday Nooraini sms me. I thought we could meet up since I was in KL and we had not met for a few years. She told me that her sister, Yatie, had passed away on 28th October. I just asked her where she was now and she said she's in Air Keroh. I will try to find her sister's house this weekend. She had taken 2 months leave to calm her ailing mother. Yatie was my junior in school. She was only 47 years old with 3 children. Nooraini must be devastated and her mum, inconsolable. We had been friends since school. What else can I do to help ease her pain? Just be friend I suppose.

HAPPINESS?

I read an interesting article in the Sunday Star's newspaper yesterday (Sunday, 20th November). The title was "Scared to be too happy" written by Sumiko Tan. The part where she wrote - 'No longer do I seek Happiness (with a capital H) by chasing grand-lofty concepts such as Love, Wealth, Achievement and Fame. I've concluded that it's best to just accept what life has to offer, go with the flow, try my best in whatever I do, harm no one and hope that no one harms me,too. It's the small things nowadays that make me truly happy, and which I long for more.'  She listed a few things that make her happy.

Over the years, I too, do not look for happiness per se. I now look for acceptance (keredhaan). What makes me happy?
1. When I get a call from my sons and we talked for hours.
2. When I saw a rainbow after the rain.
3. When the birds come around to feed on the rice I throw out to them.
4. When I am given the opportunity to give more alms and watch the receiver smiles.
5. When I can give something that someone asks for especially family and friends.
6. When I make someone's life easier just by doing something big or small for them.
7. When I get e-mails, calls or just spend some time with dear friends.
8. When I can buy and give gifts to friends and family or an acquaintance.
9. When I get time out for my self, by my self, for my self without having to think of responsibilities.
10. When I can make someone happy just with my presence, my e-mail, my call or my time.  :=)

Maka nikmat Allah manakah yang kamu dustakan?

Syafiq and I left Alor Setar after Subuh on Friday, 18th November, as usual in high spirits and excited that we were finally going to go to KL. Everything went well and smooth until we reached Seberang Jaya road in Penang.. It was after the hospital. We were in the middle of heavy traffic. We were on the right lane as we were going to head south. Suddenly, the car stopped. Dead. The temperature was high and it refused to start. Ya Allah, we were caught in the middle of a heavy traffic jam due to the morning traffic rush. I turned on the emergency lights. There was nothing we could do but sit and wait. Motorbikes and cars zoomed speedily on both sides of the lane. I was so afraid but we were so calm. I could only recite "Rabbi-yassir-wala-tuassir". Permudahkanlah Ya Allah, permudahkanlah.

Suddenly, a man on a motorbike knocked on the car's window and asked what was wrong. He wore a Penang Bridge vest. We told him the car would not start. So, he said it was okay. Syafiq got out and together with him, pushed the car to the left side of the road where there was an emergency lane. He stopped the cars and managed to take us safely across. I could only breathe in relief as at least we were out of the rush hour traffic. It was already slightly after 8:00am. Syukur Alhamdulillah. That man was the from the Penang Bridge unit. At least I did not cause anybody to be late for work. Dalam kesukaran, Kau beri kami kemudahan. "Maka nikmat Allah manakah yang kamu dustakan?"    

Syafiq opened the bonnet and saw that the radiator's water was dry. We saw a nasi lemak stall across the side of the road. So, he crossed over the drain and walked to them and asked for some water and the man kindly gave us a bottle of it. Ya Allah, Kau permudahkan segala urusan kami. Then, PLUS Bantuan came and stopped to assist us. The two men managed to lower the temperature enough to send us to Juru R&R. One of them even drove us there in case something happened again. When we reached the R&R, they checked our car and could not find anything wrong with it. The car was only 3 years old. He suggested that we went to Proton Service at Juru Auto City. Okay....I called Shaun, my nephew, a lecturer at UiTM Permatang Pauh. Syukur he was in Penang. He was in KL last week. I could not thank the two men enough for being very kind to us. Ya Allah, kau temukan aku dengan orang-orang yang baik yang mempermudahkan kesusahan ku. "Setelah kesusahan datang kesenangan; setelah kesusahan datang kesenangan; Hendaklah engkau berusaha dan hanya kepada Tuhan mu engkau berserah" (Surah Al-Insyirah). 


At Proton Service, there were a lot of cars. By the time they called me it was almost noon. The technicians took a break at 12:30pm due to Friday prayers. They would continue after the prayers at 2:45pm. Shaun sent me to his house to rest and took Syafiq to the mosque After we had lunch, he sent me back to the service centre. He had to go back to his office for a meeting. I could only thank him and hope that the car would be alright. I expected I'm going to be charged a few hundred ringgit being Proton Service. They told me what they had to do and estimated cost. I agreed. They changed the thermostat, did welding and something about the coolant. It came to Rm81.00. Alhamdulillah. By now it was almost 5:00pm. I could only thank them. Yes, we wasted a whole day there but maybe it was Allah's way of teaching me patience and tolerance. We continued our way to KL. It was raining heavily along Perak highway. Finally, we reached Hafsah's house around 11:00pm, tired and sleepy. Alhamdulillah.

Dalam kesukaran, Kau beri kemudahan. Dalam kesusahan, Kau beri kesenangan. Dalam kekalutan, Kau beri ketenangan. Dalam kerisauan, Kau beri petunjuk dan bimbingan. Dalam kekecewaan, Kau beri kesabaran. Ya Allah, aku hanya mampu melafazkan syukur ku dalam sujud ku. Syukur aku dan Syafiq masih dalam perlindungan, keberkatan dan keredhaanMu. "Maka nikmat Allah manakah yang kau dustakan?"

                Hasbiyallah-hu-wanikmal-wakeel  (Cukuplah Allah bagi ku)

If only its that easy...