Saturday, March 21, 2009

Sirah Junjungan..Tahajud Cinta


Suatu tajuk yang membawa makna yang sangat besar. Kalo nak dikisahkan tentang sirah nabawiyyah, rasanya, inilah sirah yang paling indah pernah kubaca. Sirah ini membawa aku bersama-sama menjiwai dan merasai kehidupan Rasulullah ya Habiballah dr kecil sehingga wafatnya baginda.

Bukan baru kudengari kisah Rasulullah, malah dari zaman kecil sehingga kini. Kehendak Allah dan petunjuk Allah itu tak siapa yang berhak menghalangnya. Masa kecil ku kenali Muhammad kerana dia seorang yang bernama Muhammad, legenda umat Islam. Kisahnya turut disenaraikan dalam silibus pendidikan agama di sekolah, dan kisahnya juga didengarkan dan dibacakan oleh mak di rumah.

Tapi bila dewasa, kukenali Rasulullah kerana dia kekasih Allah. Dialah yang membawa anjakan paradigma pada kehidupan manusia sejagat. Dialah....Indahnya akhlak membuatkan aku jatuh cinta tanpa boleh dihalang2 lagi. Kisahnya sentiasa dibawa dalam setiap kelas yang aku hadiri. Sabda dan sunnahnya sentiasa meniti dibibir para guru2 ku. Rasulullah begitu....Rasulullah begini....Rasulullah tidak melakukan itu....Rasulullah membuatnya begini...Rasulullah kata begitu..Rasulullah kata begini. Gegendang telinga ku hanya didengarkan dgn keindahan peribadi Rasulullah. Lalu jiwa meresapi keindahannya....aku rindu.

Ketika jiwa sarat dengan cinta dan rindu..Erma Fatima memulakan langkah berani mementaskan kisah Muhammad Al-Amin yang aku cintai. Buat pertama kali, kujejaki kaki di Istana Budaya, menonton hasil arahannya.




Dari permulaan pementasan hingga ke penghujungnya, airmataku mengalir tanpa henti. Pementasan bermula dengan kisah Abrahah ingin menawan Mekah dan diakhiri ketika wafatnya Baginda. Rinduku makin menebal. Semakin hangat pementasannya, semakin kuraskaan Rasulullah dekat padaku. Satu persatu pesanan baginda yang pernah singgah ke telingaku, bermain-main dibenak.

Alangkah beruntung para sahabat kerana pernah merasai kehidupan bersamamu. Alangkah beruntung Fatimah kerana berayahkan dirimu. Alangkah beruntungnya Khadijah kerana dicintaimu dan beruntungnya aku kerana dilahirkan sebagai umatmu...Alhamdulillah.

Aku merasakan bahawa perlunya umat Islam di Malaysia ini yang tidak pernah merasakan cinta dan rindu pada Rasulullah dalam diri, agar menonton pementasan ini. Inilah salah satu wadah untuk kalian lebih mengenali pemimpin agung pilihan Allah. Keindahannya, keperitan yang ditanggungnya, seksaan dan hinaan yang dilemparkan padanya utk kita menikmati Islam, tak terbayar oleh kita...

Credit yang tertinggi kuhadiahkan buat erma fatima kerana keberanian, kesungguhan dalam kepayahan utk mementaskan kisah Rasul agung yang sentiasa aku banggakan. Jazakillah...

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Possibility


I once loved this song by Intoxicated. It was back then, when I was in school. Not knowing what to do. All I knew was, I wanna sing. I wanna sing like Whitney, like Vanessa Williams, like Mariah Carey. I sang and sang and practised and tried to sing at the best I could. It could only be seen years back. I once, wanted to become a professional singer. Just like them....

Who I was and who I am now doesn't have that much of differences. Still have the same interests. However, who I wanted to be back then and who I have become now, is pretty much different. I learnt that what you are interested in does not kill you. What kills you is, uncontrollable passion of interest. I love who I am now and who is was. Never want to be who I wanted to become..not now...today..and forever.

I thank Allah for the beautiful journey of life I had and gonna have. It's too beautiful.

Now I present....the lyrics of


POSSIBILITY

Everytime I look at you
I wish you looked my way
And flash me that dazzling smile that
really makes my day
But of course it's just a dream
a dream that won't come true
and for unrequited love I wrote this song for you
I always think of how it'd be
if we were together
You and me holding hands
(It's a dream)
I can picture it right now
You and me,
It's a dream,
It's a possibility...
When I look out of my window
I hope you look up at me
If only you could read my heart
My love so true you'd see
How empty my life would be
If I don't have you
And for unrequited love I wrote this song for you...
..it's a dream... it's a Possibility...


Those who ever loves Intoxicated, loves Possibility

Monday, March 2, 2009

Beautiful...


Thursday
After nearly a month....
After such a long wait. It wasn't so long for some people, but it was long enough for a person like me, to feel near again. For some reason, it taught me how precious a person could be, in this beautiful life of mine. So precious...every inch of 'it' resembling the beauty of a friendship, companionship and relationship. It worth the MYR spent for making everything possible.



Friday
Sad news...the phone at the other side refused to help the communication further. More money have to spend, to make every second a momento. Msges were delivered but not replied...but being substituted with calls. The mode was even more interactive and efficient. I have company while driving back home...i have company when i was at home...I like...

Saturday
Long conversation again...life is so beautiful if we could share the moments. It was such a blessings to be given a chance to share especially with the important and loved ones. I fail to express the feeling inside even further. It's too personal to be reached through my words...

Nite
We went out to Allson Klana to have dinner. This is to celebrate mom's 57th birthday. Didn't have much chance to snap more pictures since we were busy video taping dazril's acts.
The food was nice, buffet with grilled seafood and poultry...yummmmm..
Happy Birthday Mak